Chapter 469 Why Is He Here?

On the other side, in a restaurant.

Song Qingwan was sitting in a seat for two people. Opposite him was a man in his thirties, who was looking at him with extremely critical eyes.

Neither of them spoke, and the air was eerily quiet.

"Well, let's order." In the end, it was Song Qingwan who broke the awkward atmosphere.

The man yelled, took the menu, checked a few dishes, and handed the menu back without asking Song Qingwan what he meant.

Song Qingwan...

Song Qingwan was very calm. Since it was a blind date, it would be better for everyone to get to know each other.

She took a deep breath and was about to speak, but the man spoke first, "Are you angry?"

"What?" Song Qingwan was confused.

The man felt good about himself and said to himself: "As long as you are not angry, women, don't be so petty. I didn't let you order just now because I was afraid of wasting time. You women are always very slow in doing things."

Song Qingwan almost laughed angrily. How could this be so good? He started to attack him personally before even saying a few words.

She spoke slowly, "Mr. Zhao, I don't know where you got this fallacy, but I can tell you that your perception is completely wrong. Not every woman is what you think.

Also, I think that the most basic quality of a person is to ask the other person’s opinion before ordering, but you don’t have it at all. Furthermore, we have just met for the first time. Do you think it is appropriate for you to say these things? "

He talked a lot, which made people confused.

The man looked at her in surprise for a while, and his expression was a little gentler than before. He nodded and said, "I didn't think well."

The other party's attitude was so good that Song Qingwan couldn't continue to pursue it.

When the food arrived, Song Qingwan had no appetite at all. Out of politeness, she still ate some politely.

"Your name is Song Qingwan?" The man finished eating halfway before suddenly remembering to ask Song Qingwan's name.

In response to his question, Song Qingwan nodded.

At this time, Song Qingwan had no interest in this person at all.

The reason why he didn't leave was purely out of respect for the other party.

"I heard that you are a nurse. The salary of a nurse is very low. Can you support yourself?" the man asked harshly.

When Song Qingwan heard this, she replied with a smile on her face, "Thank you for your concern. I'm still alive and well."

The man didn't understand and asked inexplicably: "Miss Song's answer is not what you asked. I didn't ask you whether you are living well or not."

"Oh, I heard wrong."

The man seemed a little dissatisfied with Song Qingwan's answer.

But for some reason, he endured it and said arrogantly: "Actually, your job is not important. The most important thing for a woman is to be gentle and virtuous. Taking care of her husband, raising her children, and serving a good man are their biggest jobs."

Song Qingwan lowered his head, not even bothering to raise it.

The man said displeasedly: "Why are you so rude? You should look at me when I am talking. In the workplace, if the boss eats with you, you will be fired immediately for your attitude."

"Oh." Song Qingwan replied perfunctorily.

The man thought she had listened, and looked better. He said in a benevolent manner: "The introducer should have told you about my situation. I am now a partner of a company, with an annual salary of six figures. When our company goes public, It will be higher. I am telling you this because I think you are pretty good. Although your job is not very good, I don’t care about your salary based on my conditions.”

After Song Qingwan heard this, he felt calm and even wanted to laugh.

The annual salary of six figures has been boasted like this. If it really goes public, are you afraid that it will go to heaven?

Please, don't think I'm good.

"Why are not you talking?"

The man was very dissatisfied with Song Qingwan's stiffness.

He looks very good, but he has no eyesight, a stupid mouth, and no flexibility at all.

Song Qingwan raised her eyelids and said sincerely: "Mr. Zhao, you are so awesome. I was shocked and speechless. People as good as you are really rare nowadays. Really, if it weren't for the table on the table, No wine, I really want to toast you."

The man choked. Although the words were complimenting him, he felt that there was something a little strange about them.

But he's not stupid, and if he gets to the bottom of it, he'll probably be embarrassed.

Then he snorted softly and muttered: "You are very sharp-tongued."

Song Qingwan just pretended not to hear, picked up the water glass and took a sip of water.

The man coughed lightly, found a step for himself and went down.

"I usually have social events every now and then and drink a lot. I hope you don't mind me. After all, this is my job and there is no way to avoid it."

He paused, and seeing that Song Qingwan didn't respond, he continued: "Besides, there will be some interactions with other women during the banquet, so it is only human nature to bring some perfume-flavored lipstick or something back when the time comes. Don't ask, and don't Angry for no reason."

Speaking of this, the man's face changed, with a hint of unhappiness between his brows.

"I hate the kind of woman who meddles in things the most. You'd better not be like that, otherwise, I will definitely break up with you."

Song Qingwan couldn't help but be amazed at his ability to talk to himself.

When had she agreed to be his girlfriend and she couldn't bear it? How come you don't have any thoughts in mind?

But she said nothing and watched him perform alone.

By the end of the man's words, it seemed that Song Qingwan had become the one in charge of him, looking at her sharply from top to bottom, which was quite bold.

Song Qingwan felt so sick in her heart that she was completely changed by this man.

She often heard people say that she would meet some weirdos during blind dates. She didn't believe it before, but now she finally believed it.

Seeing that the man was still looking at her, Song Qingwan slammed the water cup on the table, not caring about being polite, and said directly: "Mr. Zhao's requirements are not high at all."

"I haven't finished yet." The man said proudly.

Glancing at her, "After marriage, you can't go out to work, because I married you to continue the family line and take care of my parents. You just need to take good care of your husband and children, and it's best not to go out often. It's not good to show up in public. I make money to support you. I'm not asking you to dress up for other men to see. You should be able to do all these."

Song Qingwan felt that her three views had been shattered to the ground the moment before, and the next second, she found that she could still shatter them.

"The above is my requirement for you, do you remember it?" The man asked condescendingly.

This is really an extremely narcissistic man, which made her feel a little disgusted.

Song Qingwan took a deep breath and wanted to give this man a good scolding.

At this moment, a lazy voice interrupted from behind, "What request? Tell me about it."

Hearing this voice, Song Qingwan's body froze instantly, and she didn't dare to look back.

There was only one thought in her mind, why is he here?

She was still a little flustered in her heart, as if she had done something bad and was caught on the spot.