After wearing the book, I took the heroine script

Chapter 12

my golden ring!My emeralds! !

My baby, my lifeblood worth a down payment of 10 yuan! !

Putting it in a small city and adding another one is the down payment for a house!He hasn't warmed up yet, so don't spoil it! !

Jiang Miao was so frightened that her heart almost flew out, and she broke out in a cold sweat.He ran over in a hurry, he didn't care about movie tickets and drinks, and didn't hear what Duan Han said.

He quickly turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and took a 360-degree photo of the emerald above. After watching for two or three minutes to confirm that there was no trace of cracks, he was relieved, raised his head and smiled at the man in front of him, " It scared me to death, I thought it was broken—"

Before he finished speaking, his smile froze suddenly.

Wait, did the boss speak just now?What did he say...?

Duan Han silently put the ring back into his hand, looked up at him, and repeated the question, "Is this a gift for your friend?"

Jiang Miao: "Ah, this, this..."

He subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, which was empty.

Today I went out more casually, I didn't bring anything except the keys, and I had nothing to lie to him.

This is the bad luck accumulated by stepping on so much shit, three-fifths of the brain cells will be folded here.

Or could it be said that this is a gold ring heirloom from his family?

No, whose family heirloom is still so new!And what's going on if the family heirloom doesn't give his future wife to his brother?

But normal people don't seem to go out with such a big gold ring, let alone the jewelry is still lying in his gift bag.

"This...yes! It's something to give to my friend!" Jiang Miao swallowed, and a light flashed in his mind in an instant, and his eyes lit up, "Actually, I'm not ashamed to tell you, today is my The day when a friend proposed to his girlfriend, this is also a pre-ordered ring. It was originally agreed to pick it up this morning and it was just for the afternoon to propose, but this confused person forgot. Just now he had lunch with his girlfriend, so Secretly ask me to send it to him."

"proposal ring?"

Duan Han's face gradually softened and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is really rude for a boy to buy this kind of old-fashioned ring for a girl to propose, but it is not ruled out that if the girl likes it?

"Isn't it for a marriage proposal?" He looked at the ring on Jiang Miao's palm, and then at his watch, "Is it okay if you don't take it now?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Jiang Miao wiped the sweat from her brow, and smiled, "The girl just said casually that she doesn't like gold jewelry, so my friend told me to go back and return it quickly, and he will pick another one later."

Duan Han nodded knowingly, "Then you have to put it away. How can you pay for such a valuable thing if you lose it? I'll return it with you later."

"…………it is good."

Jiang Miao was in unspeakable distress, tears were almost shed.Now he can only pray that Miss Jindian will not lose the chain, otherwise today will be a large crematorium, and the boss will personally send him to the west.

The two packed up their things, took the glasses after checking the tickets, found the corresponding theater and sat down, surrounded by black people's heads.In the front row, most of the boys sit with boys, girls and girls, and when you turn your head in the back row, you can see couples in pairs.

Next to Jiang Miao's seat, there was a pair of young lovers, sipping a couple's drink.

You can tell at a glance that your boyfriend is a sci-fi fan, and his girlfriends came here with him.

The single dog Jiang Miao couldn't help but let out a sigh, put the drink on the drink stand, and sighed, "In the future, I will also find a girlfriend who likes to watch movies, and bring her to the cinema together."

The boy next door who was joking had long seen a beautiful young lady sitting beside him. Although he already had a family, he still took a curious look at him out of love for beauty. The words froze for a moment.

Jiang Miao didn't realize it, he and Duan Hanzhu got used to it, and both forgot their hidden identity when they were outside.

He cocked his legs wide and wide, and Gulu took a sip of Coke, "In the future, there will be two windows at home, half of hers and half of mine, all of which are handicrafts from our collection. Ah, it is simply heaven."

"...Well." Duan Han responded, and asked after a moment of silence, "What is your ideal girl like?"

"Ideal type." Jiang Miao thought about it carefully, "I prefer purer girls. The ones with long hair and oval face are very beautiful in JK. It's better not to have too big breasts, and flat chested clothes look better. Haha, I might have a bit of a uniform control."

The little boy on the left: "??"

Jiang Miao continued: "Actually, I also prefer this kind of girl when I draw characters, they are soft, weak, obedient and clever, and a man's desire for protection can be aroused at first glance..."

Boy: "..."

Always feel like hearing something incredible.

"The movie is about to start." Duan Han suddenly interrupted Jiang Miao, "Let's speak in a low voice so as not to disturb others."

"Oh, alright."

As expected, Jiang Miao lowered the volume and focused her eyes on the big screen.

Duan Han stared absently at the title of the movie, and couldn't help but fall on Jiang Miao from the corner of his eye.

Long-haired, well-behaved girl...

It is indeed the taste of straight men.

Uniform control, what kind of uniform do you like?

Duan Han lowered his eyelids, stopped the random thoughts in his mind, and turned his attention back to the movie in front of him.

·

The movie played for two and a half hours before it ended. Jiang Miao sat with back pain, and finally insisted on watching all the easter eggs before leaving.

The air in the theater was not circulating, and the lungs seemed to be opened the moment they came out.

"...The special effects are too powerful, it's worth a few tens of dollars to see the special effects. The play is too smooth! I think this time the box office should exceed 50 billion!"

Jiang Miao blew continuously for a long time, when his stomach suddenly growled.He looked down and saw that the popcorn bucket in his hand had bottomed out.

He ate two-thirds of it, and Duan Han probably sat there drinking Coke.No, not necessarily a few sips of Coke.

Jiang Miao was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "Boss, are you hungry? How about I treat you to a good meal?"

Duan Han smiled when he heard the words, "Yes. What do you want to eat?"

"Let me treat you to eat. It should be what you want to eat." Jiang Miao opened Meituan and looked at the nearby businesses. Do you want to eat? Or do you want to eat western steak? That's fine too."

What he was asking was the boss, but his eyes were fixed on the picture of fat beef in sour soup on the screen of his mobile phone for a moment.

Duan Han looked down at his side face, smiled faintly, "Well, the boss wants to eat."

·

This lo mein restaurant is generally decorated and looks like a very ordinary fast food restaurant.But because it is affordable and tastes good, there are quite a lot of people queuing up.It was already 01:30 after Jiang Miao and the others finished watching the movie, but two-thirds of the seats were still full when they arrived.

As soon as he walked in, Jiang Miao saw a table by the window with sharp eyes, and immediately trotted over to put down the things, then turned to wave to the door, "Boss, sit here!"

His voice was not low, and the eyes of half of the Lao Noodle restaurant were attracted by him. When they saw the 'boss' standing at the door with a suit and leather shoes and an incompatible temperament, they were even more surprised.

He doesn't look like a pauper, he is a boss, and he can come here to eat a bowl of lo mein for 15 yuan.

With a stiff face, Duan Han walked over amidst the curious eyes, took out a tissue to wipe the tables and chairs, and said to Jiang Miao in a low voice, "Don't call me the boss."

Jiang Miao: "?"

If you are not allowed to be called Mr. Duan, you are not allowed to be called the boss, so what should you call him?

He thought for a while in confusion, and asked tentatively, "Party A?"

"..." Duan Han was silent for a while, as if he was pierced by this cold Party A, he said after a long time, "No, just call me by my name."

"That's okay." Jiang Miao waved his hands again and again, "You are also the one who pays my salary anyway, so you can't be so disrespectful. Then should I call you Brother Duan in the future?"

This is fine.

Duan Han was quite satisfied, and nodded in agreement, "Yes."

Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt that the little boss might think he was calling him old. After all, the two of them went out together. He was like a college student who had just entered school, and Duan Han was like a 30-year-old white-collar gold-collar worker with a successful career—too stable and more Mature.

But that’s pretty good too. Who hasn’t fantasized about sitting in a conference room with frosty hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and dark blue suits, talking about the situation on Wall Street?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Duan Han with a little more admiration, and a little more scorching heat.

Duan Han: "?"

The phone jingled, and he looked down. It turned out that Ms. Xu hadn't gotten any news for a long time, so she just called.

His mother had a bit of a temper when she was young, and she was a bit stubborn, and it hasn't changed a little over the past few decades.If Duan Han didn't answer the phone this time, he wouldn't be able to think about peace in the next week.

Duan Hanyu had a headache, but he still made a gesture with Jiang Miao, and walked out with his mobile phone.

"mom."

"Do you still know that I'm your mother?" Ms. Xu's temper is not because she likes to speak loudly, but because she is very easy to get angry, but when she gets angry, she speaks even more bitterly, "I have sent you many messages without replying, I guess you Didn’t even look at it? Asking if your little girl has arrived, is it so difficult to reply with ‘arrived’?”

Duan Han was upset when he heard that, and replied perfunctorily, "No."

"?" Ms. Xu became even angrier when she heard his attitude, "You have nothing? Didn't read the text message? What would happen if you said a few more words? Do you charge by word for love?"

"...No." Duan Han put his hands in his pockets and took a deep breath, "Miss Jiang didn't come."

"Miss Jiang—" Ms. Xu, who had just organized an [-]-character appeal, paused, and immediately frowned, "Didn't come? Did she let you go?"

"No." Duan Han paused for a moment, "Probably something urgent."

Before Jiang Miao came, he sent two text messages to Miss Jiang, but he never replied.

The phone number was a long time ago, probably because Ms. Jiang took the initiative to strike up a conversation at a party, and the two exchanged phone numbers, but they haven't contacted each other.

"what?!"

When Ms. Xu heard this, she immediately became angry.

Her son is boring, and he doesn't like to talk at ordinary times, but he is the most promising of the rich second generation. He is tall and handsome, and I don't know how many women covet him. How come he can become unworthy when he comes to Ms. Jiang's place? Say hello to people who are randomly late or put pigeons?

As a spare tire? ?

"Just a little thing."

Duan Han could hear that Ms. Xu was very angry, but he himself didn't care too much, "Maybe it was delayed by something, let's make an appointment next time."

Fortunately, Miss Jiang didn't come today, so he could go to the cinema with Jiang Miao to make up for the two movie tickets that he almost missed yesterday.

"Okay, I see."

Ms. Xu knew her son's temper, so she didn't say much in front of him. She frowned and said something briefly before hanging up the phone.

Duan Han put the phone back into his pocket, and when he returned, he saw Jiang Miao ordering food with the menu in his hands, and the phone rang suddenly when he was halfway through the order.

"I'm sorry, I'll answer the call." Jiang Miao smiled apologetically at the waiter. When he saw that there was still no local number saved on the caller ID, he thought it was a takeaway, "Hi, hello, please deliver the takeaway I ordered Just go to the door, remember to tear off the typed list, thank you."

A middle-aged woman's speechless voice sounded from the opposite side, "...I am Duan Han's mother."

Jiang Miao: "...?"