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    Xing Lie swept away everything on the table, then picked up the noodles that had just been delivered and stuffed them into his mouth with a snoring sound.

    "Ugh!" In just two or three minutes, he finished the whole plate of noodles and burped while covering his stomach.  Then he felt that there were two cold rays of light next to him, scanning his body constantly.

    "Heyhehe"

    Xing Lie looked at Qian Anqi with dagger-like eyes, stood up with a chuckle, "I'm going to the bathroom, and we'll talk when I get back, okay!" After saying that, he ran out.

    "Hey!" the little girl shouted, "the bathroom is over there, why are you running to the gate?"

    Xing Lie said without looking back: "I'm not used to using the bathroom here." As soon as he finished speaking, the person had disappeared through the door.

    Seeing Xing Lie running away in embarrassment, Qian Anqi couldn't help laughing. She was out of breath from laughing. It took her a long time to recover, and then with a snap, the knife she had been hiding in her hand was thrown away.  on the table.

    "You must be running fast, otherwise I would cut you and you would actually dare to take advantage of this girl."

    After the typhoon, the whole city has been running at high speed.  Straightening trees, cleaning roads, and repairing power supply lines are in progress in an orderly manner.

    The sky is still gloomy. After more than ten hours, all the water on the road has been removed, and large-scale emergency repairs and cleaning have been completed.  It was approaching midnight, and the road administration department was carrying out the final dredging of the road.

    A lean, shirtless man in his forties was holding a shovel and throwing it into the garbage truck one by one. After the whole truck was full, he straightened up tiredly and threw the shovel aside.  .

    "Old Qiao, the damage caused this time is not small."

    ??Old Qiao is about fifty years old, fair and fair-looking, and wearing glasses on his face.  At this time, he was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

    "Isn't that right? Look at the cars soaked in water all over the streets. There are still many that have not been towed away."

    The man sighed, looked at Lao Qiao and said, "You are not in good health, so I won't let you do it. You have to do it, you must be exhausted."

    Old Qiao chuckled: "You, the boss, are all working. If I don't do it, how can I do it?"

    The man smiled and looked at his watch: "It's almost one o'clock in the morning and everything has been cleaned up. You can go back first."

    At this moment, a van drove over and stopped beside them.  Then three people jumped out of the car and carried several thermos buckets out of the car. After opening them, they were all filled with lunch boxes.

    The man looked at a fat young man wearing a white chef's uniform with confusion: "What's going on?"

    The fat chef smiled and said: "We are from the Blue Ocean Restaurant. A young man came to the restaurant more than an hour ago. He said that you would provide a clean and comfortable travel environment for this city and the citizens. They are still clearing out the silt in the middle of the night. It's too  Thank you for your hard work. Then you ordered two thousand boxed lunches from us and asked us to deliver them to you."

    The man was stunned for a while, including Lao Qiao and a group of staff working nearby, whether they were formal employees or temporary workers, they were all in a daze.

    As a road administration department, whether it¡¯s the leaders or ordinary employees, their sense of presence is really low.  Even if they are scolded, it is not their fault.  Unexpectedly, they were being thanked so much while they were doing their jobs.  Although this is just an ordinary lunch box, their hearts are really warm.

    "What's his name and what does he look like?" The man's voice was very soft. His voice had never been so soft before.

    The fat chef said: "He didn't say his name. He is not too tall, just over 1.7 meters tall, with small eyes and short hair. He looks like a student." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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