Chapter 2020
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An Lan looked at him speechlessly.
Xuanyuan Lang shrugged at her teasingly.
On the other side of the phone, Xu Baohan felt as if he was being roasted by a raging fire. He wanted to remind her loudly that they hadn't broken up yet, but she would definitely refute him with the fact that he had accompanied Zhuang Tianya for an infusion. He could only endure it and say, "The roast goose is indeed delicious. I haven't eaten it for a long time. Where's Furong Restaurant? I'll go too."
An Lan was surprised. With his jealous personality, she thought he would be angry. "No need, there are more than ten people eating with us, and there are people from senior's company."
In other words, it was just a meal at the company.
Xu Baohan heaved a sigh of relief, but in his heart, he had already regarded Xuanyuan Lang as his number one enemy. That guy was definitely trying to take advantage of the situation. Did he think he was dead? "That's even better. Let me get to know more people you usually work with."
An Lan rubbed her forehead. "We're talking about business. Why are you, a judge, going there? It won't be good for your reputation if word gets out."
What she said was indeed the truth. It had always been a taboo for officials and businessmen to be together.
Xu Baohan was happy when he heard this. The corners of his lips curled up. "An Lan, are you concerned about me?"
"Forget it." An Lan couldn't stand his smug look and hung up the phone. Then, she sighed and said to Xuanyuan Lang, "Senior, are you addicted to acting?"
"You should be satisfied that there's such an outstanding man like me who's willing to be the second male lead and cannon fodder." Xuanyuan Lang twirled the pen in his hand, his gaze faint. "I bet he'll definitely come tonight."
An Lan sweated. "We're really going to Furong Restaurant for dinner tonight."
"Is that the point?" Xuanyuan Lang was slightly stunned.
"Of course, the dishes at Furong Restaurant are very expensive." An Lan nodded.
Xuanyuan Lang laughed when he heard this, his eyes glistening.
…
Xu Baohan struggled for a while. After work, he navigated to Furong Restaurant. It was quite far away, and he encountered a traffic jam on the way there. By then, it was already 6: 40 pm.
When he reached the door, he called An Lan, but no one answered.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in. The interior was decorated magnificently, and the restaurant was very large. It was divided into three floors. The first floor was a hall, and the first two floors were private rooms. As soon as he entered the door, a waiter asked, "Sir, do you have friends here to eat or have you reserved a private room?"
This was the first time Xu Baohan had gone to the restaurant to look for someone without any confidence. He felt a little awkward, but he still answered readily, "Yes … My girlfriend is eating here. I didn't get through to her at the door just now. I don't know which private room she's in."
The waiter looked at his clothes. Although he couldn't tell what brand it was, he was wearing a suede jacket with black trousers. He exuded a calm and steady aura, which made people not dare to look down on him. "Do you know who reserved the private room?"
Xu Baohan wanted to say Xuanyuan, but Xuanyuan Lang was famous and had always attracted the attention of paparazzi, so he gave up and said, "I only know that my girlfriend is working as a legal consultant for Zhuo Cheng Fresh. There are quite a lot of people who came, more than ten of them. My girlfriend looks like this."
Xu Baohan showed him the photo of him and An Lan.
Actually, with so many customers coming and going every day, how could the waiter remember so many faces? However, after hearing him mention Zhuo Cheng, the waiter immediately understood.
Tonight's meal was booked by Xuanyuan Lang. Even his boss had gone over. Looking at the woman in the photo, he had an impression of her. She had clearly come in with Xuanyuan Lang.
"Wait here, I'll go ask." The waiter didn't dare to be careless. After all, his boss had personally instructed him to prevent reporters from sneaking in.
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