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Chapter Thirty-Four

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    Jiang Ying and his colleagues got off the elevator on the fourth floor, while the rest of the group of well-dressed young men went to the top floor.

    When the elevator door closed, the girls Xiaoman and Xiaoxiang looked at each other, clenched their fists at the same time, and let out a suppressed scream.

    "My God! So handsome!"

    "Yeah!" Jiang Ying actively agreed, but because he thought of someone who had been to their law firm, he couldn't help but feel tense.

    "The dainty pig boy is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

    The few men around had no way to intervene, so they had to remain silent.

    "Especially the one in the middle, the one in the black jacket, you can see him right away," the female colleague waved her hand to fan herself, "I'm so nervous"

    "I saw it too! Among the handsome guys I've seen this year, I can rank among the top three!"

    "Although I don't have the nerve to see it clearly, but just one glance is enough to be amazing!!"

    Ah the damn beauty of the dog man.

    Fortunately, they don't remember him anymore, and naturally they won't find out that there was something tricky in the short-term exchange of glances between the two of them just now.

    Jiang Ying followed suit, and she was also nervous.

    Especially since she had met Wei Zhanfeng a few times before, she raised her heart and couldn't tell what she was worried about.

    They got their numbers online in advance, and they got in line after a short wait, and they sat down at the big round table.  The decoration of this hot pot restaurant is not the common Sichuan-Chongqing style, but a youthful and lively type. The decorative paintings on the walls are all brightly colored graffiti, and the song list is also popular in recent years.

    Jiang Ying put his coat and handbags in the anti-odor box, and just as he took out his mobile phone, a message came as promised.

    Meng Jingshu: "Didn't you mean to go to Songting District?"

    Jiang Ying: "Then you still said to go to Fuxiang Road to discuss things."

    Meng Jingshu: "The talk is over."

    Jiang Ying: "Tired from playing."

    Meng Jingshu: "Coincidentally."

    The man hooked the corner of his mouth and put down his phone temporarily.  The waiter came to pour water for them, and they didn't have to look at the menu by themselves. A Qing was an expert, and he communicated with the chef quickly in English.

    This western restaurant was created by Ah Qing, with a simple nostalgic style and retro warm yellow tones. It is opened on the top floor of the shopping mall, and it has a kind of incompatible laziness.

    In the fully open dining area, Wei Zhanfeng teased in a low voice: "It feels weird for a few elders to sit together and eat Western food."

    Old Su smiled and said, "That's not true, it's my mother's fault."

    "Don't eat and roll."

    After some discussions, Ah Qing strengthened his determination and regained his vitality.  His family is a big player in Zebian's catering industry. He is interested in this business, so he naturally took over. He mentioned that his next step is to open a dreamy sky French restaurant in Linjiang high-rise.

    "Lao Meng, did you say last time that your friend has a shop near the river whose lease is coming up?"

    "Well," Meng Jingshu clicked on the phone, "I'll give you his contact information."

    The business card was sent, and a new unread message appeared at the top of WeChat.  Meng Jingshu smiled unconsciously.

    Jiang Ying said: "I seem to have seen Wei Zhanfeng?"

    Meng Jingshu lightly condescended.

    This person has a pretty good memory, and Wei Zhanfeng didn't recognize her at all when he met her.

    Is it really beautiful?  It's not that he has his own filter.

    He typed: Well, they are all friends.  Do you want to come over

    Here, pause.

    He hesitated for a moment, and deleted the latter sentence

    In the hot pot restaurant, the clerk brought a huge wok in a pot, put a few pieces of thick spicy oil on the outer circle, poured clear soup into a small circle in the middle, and then turned on the fire and waited.  The cauldron is gradually steaming, and the spicy hot pot smell spreads under the nose.

    Jiang Ying looked at the words on the phone and thought to himself: Yes, he really should celebrate with his friends today.  And she shouldn't expect anything when she happens to run into him and his friends.

    Who do you think you are.

    The stereo sang the theme song of a school drama some time ago, and the girls were very familiar with it. The girlfriend of the male colleague was very cheerful, and hummed a few words along with it.

    "Wrote a distant song for you far away,

    Your laughter and my laughter are woven together,

    This is my warmest memory of the old days"

    She smiled softly and told their stories, which were very similar to those on TV.

    There was another message on Jiang Ying's phone, and she opened it expressionlessly.

    "When you're done talking, let's go back together."

    &nbsp??, it is impossible not to disturb each other, I can't bear it.  "

    He sees too much intimacy as an intrusion.

    Wei Zhanfeng was stunned: "She has no objection to you neglecting her so much?"

    Meng Jingshu was puzzled: "Is this considered neglect?"

    "Not yet? I want to have a girlfriend, and I will definitely be with her every day."

    Meng Jingshu was noncommittal.

    Just such a person who said he couldn't stand living with his girlfriend, and now he has moved to someone else's house after a short period of time.

    Wei Zhanfeng was surprised but also relieved, feeling that the brother finally looked like a human being.  But there is a bit of sourness in addition to the relief, the brothers are already in love with each other, and he is still a loner, and there is nowhere to go to drink with someone at night I still have to work harder to find the partner

    Meng Jingshu responded lightly, staring at the boiling pot, and asked: "Tell me something, I'm still busy."

    Wei Zhanfeng obviously misunderstood, and said quickly: "As far as the game is concerned, I want to add something Hey, let's talk about it tomorrow, so I won't disturb your hard work."

    Wei Zhanfeng hung up the phone and left alone, thinking whether to go to Tong Hao's for a drink or two to relieve his worries.  When he was feeling grateful, his mobile phone suddenly lit up, as if the god of love had descended

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