What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 3 First Impression
One thousand points is the most Qin Feng has seen so far, and this extremely special way of giving is also unprecedented.

Is it still sustainable?

If it's [-] points per month, wouldn't that be enough to repay the system's monthly payment, so I don't have to worry about death anymore?

But the task mentions that we need to have a formal relationship...

From the purposeful contact with those women to get points until now, Qin Feng has never admitted his relationship with them. In the final analysis, he has a certain mental cleanliness.

You can be ambiguous with girls, you can go shopping together, watch movies, or even eat and drink together... As long as you like me, you are single, and lonely souls will collide.

This is indulgence and pastime. Qin Feng doesn't mind having an extra good-looking and slender female companion to accompany him to eat and drink when he goes out.

But my girlfriend must at least be a girl with normal three views and a clean private life.

This woman who is as beautiful as a fairy in front of me...is her inside and outside really the same?
But after thinking about it, Uncle Wang's daughter should also be a civil servant of some public institution, right?

As long as it is not an artist, it is easy to say.

Regardless of this unexpected reminder, Qin Feng almost subconsciously handed over the menu.

Make a good first impression first.

"I don't know if you are used to the noodles here, but Uncle Wang and I come here often, and we are all a family. I think you and Uncle Wang's tastes should not be too different."

Qin Feng has been wandering around the flowers for many years, and he is too familiar with how to deal with women.

"Uncle Wang often eats a large portion of beef sliced ​​noodles, not only with a lot of chili but also with a lot of vinegar."

Wang Anruo took the menu and said thank you in a low voice. After hearing his words, he subconsciously went to find the beef sliced ​​noodles on the menu.

"My family is really good at spicy food. Every time my mother cooks, she will make the food very spicy." Wang Anruo turned over the menu and continued: "I can't compare to my father. Just order fried noodles."

Zhajiang noodles are the cheapest noodles in this restaurant, Qin Feng was careful when he heard that.

I don't know if she really wants to eat it, or does she fancy that this noodle is the cheapest?
"I'm going to talk to the boss."

Qin Feng got up and went out of the private room, ordered a meal with the boss, and ordered two cups of hot water to come back.

Wang Anruo held the cup and blew hot air, and sipped it, making Qin Feng think of the white deer drinking water by the Lingquan.

There is still some time before the meeting between the two, Qin Feng decided to find a topic first.

The most taboo of a blind date is that two people are so embarrassed, the first impression is really important.

"How did Miss Wang get here?"

"Come here by car."

"It's hard to park around here, isn't it? Because it's a one-way street, the road is narrow and there are often illegal parking. The traffic around here is really hard to compliment."

Wang Anruo looked up at this man who talked and laughed freely, and suddenly became curious.

"Is your father and I colleagues?" she asked.

She thought to herself, where did Dad find this blind date?
Didn't it mean that I found a colleague from a company? No matter how handsome and talkative, is the threshold for TV stations so high now?

Qin Feng replied: "Uncle Wang is my boss, and I am the copy editor of the evening program group. My job is to write scripts for the TV station's evening programs, and Uncle Wang is the leader in charge of the entire evening program."

"Copy editor... I heard my dad talk about you." Wang Anruo thought for a while, and matched the man in front of him with the person his dad occasionally talked about at the dinner table at home: "My dad has a pretty good opinion of you." High, if you are the only copy editor in your column group."

Qin Feng won the appreciation of Director Wang because of his hard work and hard work in the company, otherwise he would not have found him on a blind date for his daughter.

What leader doesn't like people under him who are smart and capable?
The most important thing is that Qin Feng's manuscript is well written. It has been praised more than once by various guests in the evening column group. Just a few comments.

Qin Feng can be regarded as Director Wang's highest evaluation of the evening column team... At least that's what Wang Anruo learned from his father at home.

So, this man should be Dad's last trump card, right?

She thought in her heart that if she was still the same as those blind date partners in the past, blackmailing her after meeting and eating, her parents would really get angry, and maybe it would even go to grandpa.

She is not afraid of her parents, but she has nothing to do with her grandparents who raised her since she was a child.

Qin Feng heard that Director Wang had quite a high opinion of himself, and he was neither obedient nor panicked, so he said a few words of thanks and then passed them off, with a smile on his face from beginning to end.

Wang Anruo was born in a scholarly family, both on the grandfather's side and on the grandfather's side, they are all people with quite a culture and background. They have been nurtured since childhood, and their temperament is very good.

At this time, seeing Qin Feng's speech was also logical, he couldn't help but think of a word.

Indulge in humiliation.

Looking at his appearance, Qin Feng belongs to someone who can make a living in the circle. When she opened the door and saw Qin Feng's face just now, she thought it was the idol trainees in the company.

Talking for a few words, it is even more convinced that he is more bookish and calm than those idol niche students.

This made Wang Anruo even more curious. Is this really just a small copy editor for a TV station?

The noodles came out soon, Qin Feng stood up and brought the fried noodles to her in exchange for a whispered thank you.

This added a little bit to Qin Feng's impression of Wang Anruo.

He used the name of "Qin Wuxiang" to meet countless women. In the past two years, he would meet different women almost every few days, do the same thing with different women, eat or go shopping or go to the cinema.

He gave his time and his money, but he was rarely thanked.

But tonight, he just did some insignificant things, so Wang Anruo said thank you at least three times.

This is a matter of self-cultivation, well-cultivated people are always easy to give people a good impression.

Especially demure and self-cultivated girls.

After eating, Wang Anruo's vague anxiety and worry that had been lingering on his brow disappeared.

Contemporary men and women are actually somewhat contradictory when it comes to blind date, which is more or less different from person to person.

What's more, for a woman like Wang Anruo with excellent appearance and temperament, to put it bluntly, a blind date is actually belittling herself, and she will be ridiculed by her peers if she speaks out.

I have charm and ideas, so why should I be reduced to a blind date?
But the fate of her parents was difficult, so she had to come today.

So of course there is some resentment.

But maybe it's because the noodles are really delicious, or maybe it's because Qin Feng has a magical power that can calm people down. In short, the two of them finished eating the noodles without saying a word, and Wang Anruo suddenly realized that tonight's blind date was not as good as before. After the two of them sat down, they were embarrassed when they had nothing to say, and it was even more embarrassing when they had nothing to say.

"You're right, the noodles are really delicious." Wang Anruo put on his coat, put on his scarf again, put on his hat and sunglasses, "I like it very much, thank you."

Fourth time.

Qin Feng thought in his heart, sometimes too much politeness is also a kind of alienation.

This woman wraps herself up very tightly, being polite to others but also cold at the same time.

The two left the private room. Wang Anruo walked to the counter and stood still. He took out his mobile phone and asked the boss, "Hello, how much is the total? One fried noodles and one fried noodles."

The boss glanced at the woman, then skipped over her to look at Qin Feng who was following behind, and pointed: "He has paid."

Wang Anruo turned to look at Qin Feng, who smiled back.

"Uncle Wang and I ate here at noon today, and Uncle Wang paid for it."

The meaning is very clear, it's just a favor.

As for whether there is such a favor, she thinks it is mostly a white lie.

The two of them went out, probably by the sea, and the night in the southern district of Guanhai City was a little deserted.

The sky was completely dark, the moon and stars were sparse, the full moon was hanging in the sky, and the bright moon was shining like water, flowing away along the downhill slope.

It's very late.

Just when Qin Feng thought that today's blind date would end here, Wang Anruo suddenly wrapped the clothes around his body and asked, "Is my car parked at the intersection, is it considered illegal parking?"

She pointed to the intersection not far away.

Qin Feng was slightly startled when he heard the words, and then quickly replied: "Then you have to see how far away."

Wang Anruo liked his cleverness very much, and it was very comfortable to chat with smart people.

"Do you know there is a park nearby?" Wang Anruo said, "I will go to do morning exercises in the morning, and I have always heard that there is a square dance in the evening, but I have no chance to come here at night."

"Then go and have a look," Qin Feng said: "Occasionally work overtime, passing by there at night, it's really lively."

The two walked towards the park, and Qin Feng felt a little strange when they walked only a few tens of meters away.

He looked in the side mirror of the car parked by the side of the road, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

Not far behind, sneakingly followed two people. They looked like two elderly middle-aged people. They had been using the car parked on the side of the road as cover. They followed two steps probably because they were afraid of being discovered, so they didn't continue to follow. up.

"Does Uncle Wang do this every time?"

Wang Anruo knew what he was referring to without looking, and sighed softly: "I'm sorry, I've said it many times, and they always agreed verbally every time, but next time I think I hid it well."

(End of this chapter)