She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Chapter 305: Cold and Arrogant Little Green Plum 30

"Congjia, your company doesn't look anything like what you said." Shen Weicang and Zhou Congjia walked into Yunzhong side by side and quickly got into the elevator.

"You are too modest. It's a miracle that the company you founded has reached this scale in just a few years."

Zhou Congjia smiled lightly: "I'm not being modest, but in front of you, Cangcang, this size is probably not enough."

Shen Weicang was a little puzzled: "Why?"

"In this industry, Shen's is still a company that everyone looks up to," the elevator door opened, and Zhou Congjia took Shen Weicang to his office.

"How dare I be so arrogant in front of Miss Shen?"

Unexpectedly, these words touched Shen Weicang's sore spot. She forced a smile:

"In terms of company size, Yunzhong is indeed not as good as Shen's, but in terms of achievements, Cong Jia, you are many times better than me."

Seeing her depressed, Zhou Congjia panicked: "Everyone has his or her own specialty, how can this be compared?"

"Even if we really want to compare, I am just a businessman who stinks of money, and you, Cang Cang, are a famous artist. How can I compare with you?"

The two men walked to the office door. Qin Zhisang happened to come to find Zhou Congjia. Seeing him and a young woman about to enter the office, she hesitated for a moment and did not call him.

A familiar voice rang out: "What do you mean by famous? Cong Jia, stop flattering me. I don't deserve that term."

Zhou Congjia opened the door sideways to let Shen Weicang in, and then closed the office door. Qin Zhisang stood there, somewhat confused.

That voice and that figure just now looked very much like Shen Weicang.

Although she had only met her once, Qin Zhisang felt that she would not make a mistake.

But why is the senior with Shen Weicang? How did they know each other?

Could it be that Zhou Congjia really has some bad plans?

Qin Zhisang clenched the documents in her hand and returned to her office in a restless mood.

Shen Weicang walked into Zhou Congjia's office and continued, "What you do is a career, and what I did was just a joke."

Zhou Congjia asked her to sit on the sofa, poured her some tea and placed it on the table: "I am just working hard to make a living, how can I talk about my career."

"Cang Cang, please sit down for a while. I'll go finish the rest of the work. It will be done soon."

Shen Weicang teased him again: "You said it's not a career, but I have to accompany you to work in the company before I can have a meal with you. Mr. Zhou really has forgotten to eat and sleep."

Zhou Congjia was a little embarrassed. He wanted to treat Cangcang to a meal on the pretext of accident compensation, but who would have thought that there was urgent work at the moment, so he brought Cangcang to the company first.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Shen Weicang chuckled: "Okay, I understand. Lu Cheng is the same. Important things may happen anytime and anywhere."

When Zhou Congjia heard Lu Cheng's name, his heart, which had been jumping with joy all day, seemed to be frozen in an instant. The cold wind blew past, and his entire chest was filled with bitterness.

He tried to cheer himself up and thought, since he had already come this far, there was no need to be pretentious.

Today is the first date for the two of us, and we can’t let these things affect our mood or the atmosphere.

Zhou Congjia finished his work quickly and drove Shen Weicang to the booked restaurant.

As soon as he entered the hall, Shen Weicang saw a familiar figure.

Cheng Songzhou sat in a seat, looking at her with those beautiful eyes shining brightly, and raised his arm to wave at her excitedly.

Just as he was about to call her, Shen Weicang's gaze passed over him calmly without any reaction.

Zhou Congjia led her to a private room. Cheng Songzhou's eyes dimmed and he poked at the food in front of him with grievance.

He just received a call from Cangcang and jumped up from the sofa happily. Cangcang asked him to come to Jinshixuan. Doesn’t he want to go on a date with him?

Why did Cang Cang come with another man and ignore me?

Cheng Songzhou was like a wilted fish, unconsciously poking the appetizer in front of him with his chopsticks, and soon the exquisite dessert on the plate became a mess.

The cell phone on the table suddenly rang. He glanced at it casually, his eyes lit up instantly, he threw away his chopsticks, picked up the phone and read the message carefully several times.

Shen Weicang and Zhou Congjia were surprised as soon as they walked into the box.

"Cong Jia, this is..."

There is an elegant vase on the table, with beautiful red roses in it and a swaying romantic candle next to it.

Zhou Congjia also looked clueless: "What's going on? I didn't ask them to arrange it like this."

"Cang Cang, please sit on the sofa for a while. I'll go ask the waiter."

After a while, the waiter came to apologize with great regret:

"Sir and Madam, I'm very sorry. We got the wrong room. This room was booked by a couple, but they cancelled the reservation at the last minute..."

Zhou Congjia was a little unhappy, but he didn't get angry: "What about the box I reserved?"

The waiter looked embarrassed: "This... that box already has other guests. I'm really sorry, sir and madam, how about you two dine in this room, we can give you free food..."

Zhou Congjia wanted to say something, but Shen Weicang said, "Congjia, it's okay, it's just a meal."

Just as he was about to show some joy in his eyes, he heard her continue, "Please take away the roses and candles on the table. We don't need them."

"Ah?" The waiter seemed a little unresponsive: "Take it away?"

His eyes involuntarily glanced at Zhou Congjia, who said calmly, "Retreat."

After the roses and candles were removed, the table instantly became deserted.

But Shen Weicang's expression still looked a little unnatural, as if the flickering candlelight just now was reflected in his heart.

The two sat down on both sides of the dining table, and soon the waiter brought up the dishes Zhou Congjia ordered one by one.

"This is a dish we give you as an apology. I hope you two enjoy your meal."

When the dish was served, Shen Weicang and Zhou Congjia's expressions became even more embarrassed.

The quality of the dish is not important; what is important is the decoration on the plate, which is a lifelike mandarin duck embracing each other carved out of the ingredients.

The waiter also placed the dish right in the middle of the table so that neither of them could ignore it.

"Sorry, Cangcang," Zhou Congjia wanted to stand up, "I asked them to take this dish away."

Shen Weicang knew what he was thinking, and said tolerantly: "It's okay, it's just a dish, don't make such a fuss."

Zhou Congjia sat back down, and when he saw that she didn't look unhappy, he felt relieved: "It was my fault for not planning well. I didn't expect so many mistakes to happen."

Shen Weicang picked up the tea and took a sip: "Don't say that, no one would have thought that such an accident would happen."

"I'm worried that it will affect your mood," Zhou Congjia said gently.

"I delayed your meeting with Lu Cheng last time. I don't know if it affected your date. If any misunderstandings are caused by me again, then I will be guilty of a heinous crime."

Shen Weicang looked a little sad for a moment, but then he forced a smile: "Between us...even if we quarrel, it's not because of you. You don't need to feel guilty about it."

Seeing her like this, Zhou Congjia felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if a silk thread was slowly cutting his heart.

He asked with difficulty: "Is Lu Cheng not good to you?"