A contract, provoke a cold president

On a quiet night, T University in Tokugawa is an endless alley lined with hawkers. There are countless things to eat, drink and play. The fragrance of food can be smelled from far away. It stimulates the sense of taste all the time, here is the most famous T night market street.

Wearing T-big and unique school uniforms along the road, Winnie drove the BMW, found an open space, parked the car, and walked to the shop they were most familiar with with Wang Yiyi on her arm.

Still the same as before, this store is the best store in this night market, and the land is full of oil noodles. It seems that it is left over from many years of operation.

At this time, a chubby middle-aged woman who was walking through the crowd ran up to Winnie and Wang Yiyi, and held their hands with a smile.

"Yiyi, you're here... oh... isn't this Su Rao?" The simple and honest proprietress, when she saw Winnie beside her, she immediately shouted in surprise, and then clapped her hands excitedly, " Su Rao, you haven't come here for many years, you really miss me."

Winnie smiled shyly, nodded her head, and said softly: "Yes, it has been many years. It seems that your family's business is still as good as before. Let's stick to the old way."

"Hey...Okay, wait a minute!"

Wang Yiyi smiled and nodded, and found an empty seat to sit down. The middle-aged woman brought two cups of hot water and put them in front of them.

"Drink your saliva first, and the food will come soon."

"it is good!"

Winnie glanced around, the familiar street seemed to be the same as when she graduated from that year, the vendors' business was like a fire, and the storefront was full of school students, frolicking around a table, talking loudly about the school The anecdotes that happened sometimes laughed, sometimes scolded, and the scene was just like them back then.

There is Wang Hao... There is Wang Yi... There is her... There is Ren Huihui...

That period of memory that had long been covered in dust came rushing like a flood out of control.

"boss!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice came from behind, and Su Rao's wandering thoughts were pulled back to reality, and then a couple who were dressed in fashion but were out of place in this store sat across from them.

The proprietress quickly put the plate in front of Wang Yi, then turned around and walked over, carefully asking the opposite table what they wanted.

Wang Yi scratched the chopsticks in his hand, looking eager to start them.

"Susu, taste it quickly, if you don't eat it, I will be rude."

Winnie smiled helplessly, and just when she was about to move her chopsticks, an unbelievable voice came from her ear——

"Su...Su Rao?"

Sure enough, after hearing the shout, Wang Yi and Winnie stopped their chopsticks and looked up to find the sound.