At the entrance of Jinlong Building, a man stopped in front of Chen Ya.

"Hello, could you please take a step to talk?"

The man was wearing a striped suit, with a blue rope with a work badge hanging out of his pocket. He seemed to be an employee of Gaoshan Capital.

Chen Ya looked him up and down and said, "I don't know you. It's inconvenient. I have something to do now."

After that, he turned around and walked towards Fulong Temple Street.

The man hesitated. He did not expect Chen Ya to refuse so simply, but he was not discouraged and followed him immediately.

"If you don't know me, you can start acquaintance now. Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Guodong, and I am the account manager of this company." The man said as he walked behind.

"Oh." Chen Ya didn't stop walking.

"I'm looking for you because I want to talk to you about Mr. Gu... Don't leave in such a hurry. How about I treat you to dinner tonight and we can chat while we eat?"

Chen Ya stopped, turned around and asked, "Where to eat?"

"There is a Zhou Da Shrimp seafood restaurant next to here. How about eating there?"

Seafood is not cheap, Chen Ya began to believe in this man's sincerity.

Of course, his main purpose at that time was not to get a free meal of seafood, but he was also somewhat interested in Gu Yuqing's affairs.

"Okay, you lead the way."

"It's not far, you can walk there in five minutes. Come over here."

The seafood shop Zhang Guodong mentioned was indeed not far away, and soon the two of them sat down in the shop.

What made him a little disappointed was that the quality of this store was not too high, and the most expensive lobster was only five or six hundred.

Chen Ya casually ordered a few dishes and saw that Zhang Guodong's face turned a little green, with a painful expression on his face. It took him a long time to return to his normal color.

"You said you wanted to tell me about Mr. Gu. Did she ask you to come?" Chen Ya asked after putting down the menu.

Zhang Guodong said with a smile on his face: "No, no, how could it be? I can't talk to Mr. Gu. She is aloof. Even if she wants to find someone to talk to, she won't come to me. I want to invite you myself."

Chen Ya knew that this was definitely not the truth, but he didn't expose it, and instead put on an expression of listening attentively.

"I saw you were playing tennis with Mr. Gu today. If I remember correctly, you were one of the entrepreneurs who came to discuss business yesterday, right?" the man said.

"Yeah." Chen Ya nodded, "What do you want to ask?"

"Hey... this," Zhang Guodong took a deep breath and put on an inquiring look, "Did you just meet Mr. Gu yesterday? I mean, you and she have never known each other before?"

"Yesterday was the first time we met." Chen Ya said, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Guodong smiled, waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, it's nothing. I just feel weird, because Mr. Gu is very polite to most of the people she knows in business. I didn't expect that she would treat you differently."

"Have you treated each other differently?" Chen Ya asked, "What was she like before?"

Zhang Guodong said with a smile: "When many people meet Mr. Gu, they will want to find a chance to meet her and ask for her contact information. You can guess it, right? After all, she is so good-looking."

"Well, it's pretty good-looking." imitation

"Her usual way of dealing with it is to ignore them at all," Zhang Guodong said. "If there is someone who is particularly stubborn, she will pretend to agree, and then ask the employees in the company who are big and round-me

It might be a bit rude to say that, just like a tank, going to meet people."

Chen Ya was speechless for a while, this woman is really a loser.

"Most people have been squeezed out, and there are more rogues who have more terrifying methods waiting for them," Zhang Guodong said. "So, although Mr. Gu is in good condition, there are very few flies and mosquitoes around him, and he doesn't dare to approach.

"

Chen Ya asked: "Doesn't she have a boyfriend? Doesn't she have a close relationship with someone of the opposite sex?"

"I've never seen her before. She's always been alone. Maybe she's career-focused," Zhang Guodong said. "And with her eyesight, I guess she wouldn't look down on someone with average conditions."

Chen Ya nodded and analyzed in his mind what was the purpose of this person telling him this.

Zhang Guodong changed the subject and said: "So, we all feel very strange that she is playing tennis with you today, because she has never done this before."

"Has she never fought with anyone in the company before?"

"I have been beaten, only once, so it is very rare," Zhang Guodong said, "Hey, what is your relationship with her?"

"It doesn't matter, we just want to learn from each other as tennis enthusiasts." Chen Ya said casually.

Zhang Guodong felt that Chen Ya was perfunctory with him, and continued to say: "It should be more than that, right? If I were to speculate, did you reach some agreement? I seem to have heard that you had an appointment to discuss business last night."

"Who did you listen to?" Chen Ya turned to look at him.

"Haha, don't worry about who told me what I heard. Just say it, right?" Zhang Guodong laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

"We didn't talk about business. We hit it off immediately and made an appointment to have a drink together." Chen Ya said.

Zhang Guodong's expression suddenly changed.

"Did you invite Mr. Gu, or did Mr. Gu invite you?"

Chen Ya put his face on his hands and said, "Is there any difference? Why do you care about this? Do you have a crush on Mr. Gu?"

"What are you talking about? How can I have the courage..." Zhang Guodong laughed awkwardly.

"Then why are you so concerned about her relationship status? Are you her father?" Chen Ya said rudely, "Even if she did this and that with me last night, what does it have to do with you?"

Zhang Guodong's body froze: "You, have you done this and that?"

"What I'm talking about is just a hypothesis, and it's not a real shot. Why are you so nervous?" Chen Ya said, "By the way, does she know that you have such a crush on Mr. Gu?"

Zhang Guodong was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "No, it's nothing, I really don't have a crush on our Mr. Gu..."

"No? It's hard to have a secret love. Men shouldn't be like this," Chen Ya said, "I'm probably going to meet Gu Yuqing tomorrow. Do you want me to convey this to you? If she knows, you'll feel better, right?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Chen Ya felt that if there was not a table blocking him, Zhang Guodong would have knelt down for him on the spot.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have pried around. Please don't talk nonsense to Mr. Gu. I have a wife and children to support my family. If you tell Mr. Gu, my life will be ruined...

"

Chen Ya sat down, crossed his legs, and slowly took a sip of water: "Since you don't have a crush on Mr. Gu, then someone has a crush on you and asked you to find out?"

Zhang Guodong's expression froze, and he lowered his head and said, "You are so sharp."

"Who is it? Who likes that woman? She has a strong taste." imitation

Zhang Guodong whispered: "Is this a strong taste? There are very few men who don't like Mr. Gu, right?"

"No, I'm not referring to this aspect," Chen Ya said, "If you like that kind of woman, you have a bit of an M tendency."

Zhang Guodong thought for a while and said: "...Indeed."

"So, who is that person with a bit of M?" Chen Ya asked with a smile, "Is he from your company?"

Zhang Guodong wiped his sweat and said: "I can't say this..."

"If someone in your company likes Mr. Gu, it must be a senior person in your company?"

Zhang Guodong looked surprised: "Why do you think so?"

"You are not low-level, right? The only people who can manipulate you are the higher-ups," Chen Ya said while observing his expression, "I don't believe you would help a colleague of yours to spy on me."

"Uh, uh, uh...hi..."

Zhang Guodong's expression was as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. He felt completely unable to resist the person in front of him.

He was obviously here to inquire about information, but he was immediately turned into the guest. The little information he knew would be revealed by the other party if he were not careful.

He felt that if he continued to chat with this person, his information would be dug out and his job might be in jeopardy.

The age of those in their thirties has been optimized. If you go to the talent market to find a job like a newcomer, your salary may be cut in half.

Living conditions are poor. My daughter is bullied at school and she dare not say anything. Imitation

If my wife feels that she is incompetent, she might hook up with someone else. If she finds out, she might divorce her on the spot and run away with someone else.

When my daughter grew up, due to lack of discipline, she had no choice but to hang out with gangsters outside every day. She became pregnant before getting married, and then she abandoned herself and ran away with others.

When you are in your late 70s and 80s, unable to work, lying at home with feces and urine, you will find that when you think about your life, you once had great success, but you ended up in such a bad situation just because you invited this person to a meal.

Thinking of this, the man felt chills running down his spine.

"I've finished this meal. I have some things to do at home. I'm going to leave first, so I won't accompany you. You can eat slowly."

Chen Ya raised his head and looked at him: "Really? The food hasn't been served yet, and you're leaving now? What a pity."

After watching the man leave, the steaming hot yogurt wave was served, and the pretty waitress helped him remove the shrimp shells.

Chen Ya silently enjoyed the warm service and steaming hot seafood, while thinking in his mind that by tomorrow, many people would probably misunderstand his relationship with Gu Yuqing.

I don't know if it will reach Gu Yuqing's ears.

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In the evening, when Chen Ya returned to the Beijing University campus, he ran into an acquaintance at the door.

"Chen Ya? Why are you here?"

Miao Aoxue walked over. Behind her, there were a group of men and women, all students, as if they were going to have a late-night snack.
To be continued...