The world is waiting for the president to kick me

Chapter 1297

In the large private room on the second floor of the roast duck restaurant, a dozen or so prosecutors in neat suits and capable judge assistants sat around a table, staring at the various ducks on the menu and looking at each other.

Elder Zhang Jian coughed. Seeing the awkward atmosphere, he opened his mouth first, "This roast duck restaurant is very famous. It's rare that our Jiang Jian is so down-to-earth. Treat guests to a big meal. Don't be too polite, just let your appetite go!"

"We also want to let go of love, but this dress is too difficult to show our true level."

"Yeah, isn't there a restaurant next door that eats Yunnan cuisine? It's also very famous. We..."

Some people hadn't finished complaining quietly, Jiang Yiting poured tea by himself, took a sip, and the distant voice floated over, directly telling everyone not to have a single complaint.

"Go out without eating."

Just five words, majesty and air-conditioning coexist, directly making other people afraid to show their anger.

"Eat, eat, eat, of course we ate. This is the first time we have eaten Jiang Jian's big meal, and we are flattered and flattered."

Jiang Yiting pulled the corners of his lips with a fake smile, and continued to pour tea and drink it in sips. I don't know, I thought he was drinking to relieve his worries.

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Downstairs, Xiong Jingling still had a hard time accepting it, but she didn't expect Jiang Yiting to be in the roast duck restaurant.

He knew that she would go out to dinner with Chen Tong tonight, so it was a coincidence that he appeared here, or...

Xiong Jingling shook her head and didn't think about anything superfluous. Anyway, she just wanted to thank Chen Tong. It was just a meal. If she met her, she would meet her. How could she be afraid that he would fail?

Although she was thinking of comforting herself in this way, Xiong Jingling was a little terrified after eating this meal, and couldn't help but look at the private seating downstairs.

The design of the roast duck restaurant is so unique. Although every room is separated, the roof upstairs is not sealed. They can't see anything when they look up, but the people upstairs can see them.

Knowing that Jiang Yiting was upstairs, and probably watching her from somewhere, no matter how delicious the roast duck was, she didn't have much appetite.

Just thinking that someone is likely to observe you secretly, how scary it is, Xiong Jingling suddenly feels that the whole person is not well.

Seeing that she was very reserved, Chen Tong thought she was going out to eat with him alone, a little stiff, he smiled to adjust the atmosphere.

"How is it? Do you have the habit of eating? I don't think you eat much. It doesn't suit your appetite?"

When she came back to her senses, Xiong Jingling waved her hands again and again, "No, I lost weight recently and don't eat such greasy food..."

Chen Tong was surprised, "Sorry, I didn't know you were trying to lose weight... If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have made an appointment with this store. I usually come here often, thinking you would like it too."

Xiong Jingling waved her hands again and again, "It's okay, it's okay, as long as you like it, I'll treat you to dinner, as long as you like it, but there are so many left, if you can't finish eating, you can take it home, you often come to eat, Your girlfriend will like it too, right?"

Chen Tong was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands helplessly, "I didn't tell her that I will have dinner with you tonight, because I was afraid she would think about it."

Xiong Jingling was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, she felt it made sense.

After all, it is a lonely man and a widow eating together. We are all adults, so it is always easy to think too much.

Xiong Jingling looked at him apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about this matter."

"What's the matter, it's a regular thing, just get used to it."

Chen Tong's tone seemed to be sighing helplessly, as if he was tired of the pressure from his girlfriend.

Xiong Jingling didn't feel like commenting, so she silently drank tea from her teacup.

They were almost done eating, and the two came out to pay the bill. As soon as Xiong Jingling took out her wallet, she heard Chen Tongzai say, "Charge it to my account, and we will calculate it together at the end of the month."

(End of this chapter)