Chapter 13

This man is Li Taize, and the woman beside him is Xia Feifei, a fashion model who has been popular recently.

Xia Feifei is now contented with holding a dress on Li Taize's shoulder, he closed his eyes with her.

Sophie lifted her chin and said, "Taize, can you have lunch with me at noon? I haven't had dinner with you for a long time

Li Taize opened his eyes and looked at her with a smile: "OK, I'll ask Secretary Deng to push other parties later. What would you like to eat?"

"I want to eat French food. There's a new French restaurant on East Street. How about we go there?" She is looking forward to it.

"OK, then go to that one." Then he asked the driver to drive to the French restaurant on the East Street.

Xia Feifei took Li Taize's arm and entered the dining room. The dining room is quite large and beautiful in Western European style. The whole design gives people a feeling of simplicity, nobility, comfort and style.

As a professional model, she knows how to seize any chance to hype herself.

She knows that there are all kinds of reporters around in such a place at any time, and she most hopes that her relationship with Li Taize can occupy the headlines of all news reports every day.

The doorman led them to a private room. She raised her voice and said to the waiters outside the room, "Miss waiters, please let the piano player outside play a little louder. The president of Taize group and I are eating here today. President Li is afraid of quarreling."

Everyone knows that the sound insulation effect of this high-end luxury private room is very strong. It's hard for you to hear the sound outside when you close the door. Of course, it's more difficult to listen to your inner voice outside.

The waiter didn't know that she was deliberately emphasizing the "President of Taize group" and determined that she was probably a money worshiper who was the richest and most handsome woman in L City. She must be a country bumpkin who came to this kind of high-end restaurant for the first time.

At the moment, his eyes showed disdain and disdain, but he still had a formatted smile on his face: "don't worry, miss, the sound insulation of every private room here is very good, it won't disturb you and this gentleman to have dinner."

In fact, when Li Taize stepped into the door of the restaurant, the waiters had already begun to make friends in private. They knew Li Taize. The boss was from France, and Li Taize was a French classmate. On the opening day, Li Taize was invited as an important guest, and the waiters met him.

Li Taize was obviously very dissatisfied with Xia Feifei's intentional introduction. He frowned obviously, and then coldly pushed away the hand that was holding his arm, on the excuse of going to the bathroom.

Xiafeifei didn't notice the change of Li Taize's attitude. After Li Taize went to the bathroom, she was still ordering a meal and showing off to the waiter: "this, this and all. OK, hurry up. My boyfriend is busy with business and has no time to wait."

The waiter, still smiling, breathed a sigh of relief at the door, then walked towards the front desk with a look of considerable disdain.

I thought that President Li's taste is not so good, and his status is so noble. Although he looks pretty, is Taize group the owner who is short of money and beauty?

When Li Taize came in, all the meals were ready. Most of the things that Xia Feifei ordered were Li Taize's favorite food. In the past six months, she understood most of his hobbies clearly.

Li Taize sat down opposite to her and took a sip of lemonade. This is his habit. He doesn't drink any other drinks except for public affairs. It's just a cup of lemonade. It's fresh and refreshing, which suits his personality.

Obviously, xiafeifei knew his habit, and told the waiter to serve him a glass of lemonade.

"Taize, eat it. I specially order what you like. It's really delicious. Try this red stewed chicken and eat it well." Xia Feifei, with a satisfied look, pushes the plate to Li Taize while eating.

Li Taize frowned. He had a serious habit of cleanliness. When he saw that xiafeifei's chopsticks had been touched, he immediately said without expression: "you can eat. I'll do it myself. I'm not too hungry."

"Whatever you want. I don't care about you. I'll eat it myself." Although Xia Feifei has been in the modeling industry for three years, she was born in an ordinary family, and her self-cultivation and etiquette are not as good as Li Taize's.

Li Taize stares at her. She is beautiful, but has no connotation. She is just a beautiful vase and embroidered pillow.

This kind of woman is not his dish. Although there are constant rumors about her, up to now, we only hold hands with her, and even never kiss her. We never take the initiative to invite her to dinner. Every time, she takes the initiative to say what she wants to eat and what she wants to buy in the mall. Instead of refusing, he pays the bill every time.

He did all this for her, tolerated her and tolerated her, all in return for the care and care of his mother when he was a child.

Is silent, the mobile phone rings, he picked up a look, is a Jian call, he quickly open answer.

"Elder brother, the two girls you asked me to check, one surnamed an, is quiet. They live in Tongren Lane on the other side of West Street, and their parents are early laid-off workers; Another girl didn't find out. She registered a pseudonym in sister Shelley's shop. Sister Shelley said she didn't know and couldn't find out who the girl was for the time being Ah Jian said on the phone.

"OK, I see." It's time to play. He has a sly smile on his face.

What kind of woman is Shelley? How can a pseudonym pass an interview in her shop? It is obvious that Shelley knows the girl's background and intends to help her hide it, so she can use a pseudonym.

Yes, that's it. Everything can't escape his eyes.

"Brother, do you want to continue to check?" Ah Jian asked over the phone.

"No, you do your work. I'll do it myself." He was full of curiosity about the girl who used a pseudonym, who had a noble temperament, but was working in a coffee shop during the summer vacation.

On Monday afternoon, he explained his assistant and secretary work. Without a driver, he drove his Rolls Royce phantom to Shelley cafe.

Shelley is two years older than him. They are also French classmates. They are friends who belong to the level of girlfriends. They have nothing to talk about.

Shelley was a little curious when she saw him coming. Today is not Thursday. Something must have happened.

He immediately took his coffee and went to his exclusive seat. When he called to come over for coffee, Shelley told him to make coffee. Just as he entered the shop, he made it.

Li took a sip of coffee, looked at Shelley, and tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you have anything to say?" Shelley wondered how he looked today.

"No, the coffee is good today." Li Taize conceals his inner doubt. He knows that Shelley must know the girl's real name. How could a smart person like her employ someone with a pseudonym? But he knew he couldn't ask, and Shelley wouldn't say.