Chapter 8 Meeting an old acquaintance

The master of those familiar eyes was Zhuo Ya.

She was wearing a black long dress tonight, which was gorgeous and noble, with a mature and graceful figure that was concave and convex, and her skin was extremely annoying like white jade.

Her long black hair, coupled with her breathtakingly beautiful face, is like the beautiful goddess who is not as good as the world's fireworks, making people feel moved and beating.

However, when Yang Jun saw her, he not only did not feel moved or beaten, but seemed to be about to stop.

Why is she here?Yang Jundun felt like he was going to see a ghost when he walked too much at night, and lamented in his heart: How could I meet her here?

A middle-aged couple sat opposite Zhuoya's dining table.

Yang Jun took a closer look and found that the man turned out to be Zhuo Ya's father, Zhuo Jianguo, chairman of Huile Group Company, and the woman was her mother, Mrs. Zhuo.

Zhuo Ya was slightly stunned when she saw Yang Jun appearing in Times Seafood City.

Here she met someone she wanted to see and the least she wanted to see. Zhuoya was in the same mood as Yang Jun. God didn't open her eyes, so why did she meet this annoying guy?

The two mortal enemies had a very unfriendly look at each other, and sparks gradually began to snort coldly in their hearts at the same time, and then they turned their faces and ignored each other.

This afternoon, Zhuoya and Li Jialiang signed the "Equipment Procurement Contract" and took the contract to the chairman's office for his father to take a look. After receiving praise from his father, it was almost time to get off work.

Zhuoya was in a good mood and felt a little proud, pestering her father to have dinner with her.

Zhuo Jianguo had no choice but to do anything to her, so he asked: What do you want to eat?

I want to eat seafood.Zhuoya said readily.

Where to go?

Times Seafood City.

Then you call your mother and ask her if she has prepared dinner?

Um.Zhuo Ya responded, then picked up the landline microphone on the chairman's desk, dialed the phone at home, and asked: Mom, have you prepared dinner?

Not yet,

Then you wait for me at home, and I will drive back to pick you up for dinner.

Where to go?

Times Square, Times Seafood City.

At this time, there is a traffic jam on the road, so you don’t need to pick me up, I just need to take a taxi over.

Well, see you later!

After talking to his mother on the phone, Zhuoya kissed her father mischievously, then left the chairman's office and returned to her general manager's office.

After get off work time, after a sound of electric ringing, the corridor was filled with messy footsteps and speeches. The employees were rushing to the elevator entrance and waiting for the elevator to go downstairs.

Zhuoya sat on the chair in front of her general manager's desk, staring at Yang Jun's empty desk. She recalled everything that the two had experienced and happened to her enemies in Ginza Nightclub, and felt a little sad.

At this time, she wished Yang Jun was showing up, even if she could see him at first sight.

Is this guy really not coming to work in the company, or is he pretending to behave in front of us?

He stopped Li Jialiang from cooperating with me because of his kindness and was afraid that I would be deceived, so why didn’t I appreciate his affection?

Isn’t it a bit too much for me to scold him and force him to leave the company yesterday?

……

After thinking about it, Zhuo Ya felt a little arrogant and a little sorry for him, so she picked up her cell phone and prepared to call Yang Jun and ask him to come back to work.

She can no longer live without Yang Jun, the stinky brat.

He served tea and water, cleaned up, and pretended to be his boyfriend, so he got rid of Du Jianfeng's entanglement and harassment. With him, the roses in the room were all over their homes to find their owners...

However, she entered Yang Jun's mobile phone number several times, but she never had the courage to press the launch button.

Humph, he is a man, so he should be more generous and learn to be tolerant. He patted his butt like this and left, why should I take the initiative to contact him?

When Zhuoya remembered Yang Jun's petty mind, she was so angry that she gave up the idea of ​​calling Yang Jun, put her IPN-phone in her handbag, stood up, packed her desk, turned off her computer, and left the office.

I took the elevator downstairs and saw that my father had already been waiting for her in his Land Rover car, so I got into his Lamborghini sports car.

The two cars started almost at the same time, slowly leaving the parking lot one after another, drove out of Huile International Building, and followed the bustling and congested streets to Times Square.

They parked the car at the entrance of Times Seafood City building, and their mother arrived in a taxi.

After the family met, under the guidance of the welcome lady, they happily took the elevator to the fifth floor and sat down near the window in the hall.

As soon as he sat down, the waiter handed over the recipe to Zhuoya, and Zhuoya ordered a lot of them.

While they were sitting at the dining table waiting for the waiter to serve the food, Zhuoya saw Yang Jun leading a little beauty into the dining hall at a glance, and walked towards them, and was arranged by the waiter on the nearby dining table.

Who is this girl next to this stinky brat Yang Jun?Could it be his girlfriend?As soon as he saw Yang Jun sitting down at the dining table, facing him, Zhuo Ya felt angry and hatred, with joy and sorrow