Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

"Let's go."

"Chaozi, Xiaoye, you haven't eaten either, let's go together."

"it is good."

After going around in circles, they returned to the gate of the school and the barbecue restaurant they had all been to.

The boss's business seemed to be good, and he also bought the shop next door.

This spur-of-the-moment meal finally brought them back to the place where they first met.

When they arrived at the barbecue stall, what surprised Ji Feng and the others was that Xu Ming and Zhou Yihan were also here. This was probably what people call a chance encounter.

Xu Ming was slightly stunned when he saw Mu Wanqiu's drastically changed style.

After seeing a gentleman, Yunhu was not happy.

Maybe the two of them will never be on the same road, and the love in their hearts has long been relieved.

But when you see someone you once liked, how can you not be happy in your heart?

"Hey, you busy people, why do you have time to come here to eat? Come on, let's share a table together."

Xu Ming is still the same, friendly, loyal, and willing to spend money for his buddies.

Of course, he also has many shortcomings that the rich second generation has.

Eat, drink and whore...

Xu Ming basically got some of it.

It's just that he has no intention of changing it, and others have no reason to say so.

Seeing Xu Ming's invitation, Mu Wanqiu knew that Ji Feng had no objection, so she turned to look at Jiang Chaoyang:

"Brother Chaoyang, what did you say?"

"I have no opinion."

"Okay, Xu Ming, then let's share a table, but I have to invite you. Oh, don't refuse. If you refuse, then we can share a table!"

"Uh, okay then."

The group of people sat down slowly, ordered some skewers and beer, and started eating deliciously.

Even after trying a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, everyone still thinks barbecue is delicious.

The monsoon and warmth are like this, and so is Muwanqiu.

After a busy day of follow-up, everyone was very hungry, so at the beginning, only Xu Ming was chatting awkwardly, while everyone else was busy eating.

Fortunately, Brother Ming is not without support.

Mu Wanqiu always looked at him with a smile, which gave Brother Ming enough face and emotional value.

Xu Ming was very happy, but it was not because of this that he had any thoughts.

It's just that the girl I once liked looked at you with a smile, which in itself is worth being happy about.

But Xu Ming was very happy and sober.

He knew very well that if Mu Wanqiu wanted to play with him, it would be as easy as playing with a dog, but Mu Wanqiu had never done that kind of thing, so he was thankful.

"Mu Wanqiu, let me toast you."

"it is good."

Luoluo clinked glasses generously, with smiles on their faces.

It wasn't until after eating a round of skewers that everyone's stomachs were no longer so empty that the conversation gradually started to open up.

It was Mu Wanqiu who opened the door, probably because of the heat. She unbuttoned her windbreaker, revealing the white sweater underneath and her flat chest.

Holding the wine glass, he looked at Ji Feng:

"I never imagined that the decision I made on the spur of the moment would bring me such a big reward. Ji Feng, thank you. Also, you are really amazing."

“When my fingertips were most difficult, you dared to sell your house and come up with 2000 million to help me make a splash. I am still grateful to this day.

This return and income is exactly what you deserve. You are an angel investor, and you are an angel to your fingertips. "

When Ji Feng picked up the wine glass, Wen Nuan also picked up the wine glass naturally.

As the founders of Fingertips, the two of them gave Mu Wanqiu a glass of beer in return.

Putting down the cup, Mu Wanqiu smiled with some relief:

"Oh, I was just in love on a whim. I was lucky to succeed. If the person at that time was not you, but someone else, I would most likely fail.

But you are different, Ji Feng. With your ability, even without me, as long as you build something on a small scale, there will still be people who will inject capital for you.

Success is always just a matter of time for you. "

Hearing Mu Wanqiu say that she was just in love at the time, everyone present burst into laughter.

There are many processes of growth and many results.

When you can half-jokingly talk about the experience that made you uncomfortable, you have completed your growth.

This is what Mu Wanqiu is like today.

Looking at each other and smiling, Ji Feng also nodded:

"Maybe, but the current result is good for you and me."

Mu Wanqiu narrowed her eyes and stared at her plastic glass. The golden beer filtered out a lot of colors, just like the golden autumn.

And golden autumn is like the fruits of a bumper harvest.

"It's a pity that my mother couldn't see this scene." Mu Wanqiu suddenly felt sad and slowly lowered her head.

When Ji Feng saw this, he couldn't help but sigh, Shen Ling succeeded after all.

Her layout gave Mu Wanqiu her own choice.

"It's not a pity. Auntie's plan is really amazing. I probably only understood what she meant after meeting her."

Hearing Ji Feng's praise of his mother, Mu Wanqiu was also a little curious:

"Actually, I've always wanted to know, what exactly did you and my mother communicate with?"

Shen Ling's last explanation flashed through Ji Feng's mind.

The calmness, serenity, and love of taking off one's wig resolutely.

In fact, with such a mother, as long as you understand the meaning of the things she did in the end, what she said in the end is not that important anymore.

"Mu Wanqiu, it's hard to talk about many things, but what I can tell you is that even if you don't follow Aunt Shen's ideas and still remain as careless as before, my fingertips will keep you safe. "

Hearing Ji Feng suddenly say this, Mu Wanqiu spilled some of her full wine glass.

"Is it my mother's arrangement?"

"It's your mother's arrangement, and it's also the obstacle our company needs to face. You are really not like her before."

"Too stupid and naive?"

"That's probably what it means. I always hold on to some girls' dreams, but sometimes they seem unrealistic."

Mu Wanqiu nodded, holding onto the spilled glass of beer:

"Here's a toast, Mom, but you still didn't tell me what you were planning that night?"

Seeing that Mu Wanqiu was a bit inquisitive, Ji Feng also laughed dumbly:

"Mu Wanqiu, there are some things that are not suitable for questioning. Capital is a bloody and dirty thing, and so am I.

If some things are said too clearly, they lose their haziness and beauty. If nothing else is said, the result is good. "

Mu Wanqiu stared at Ji Feng for a while.

But this time, the eyes were no longer full of youthful love, admiration, and affection, but instead had a sense of scrutiny.

"It seems that I really shouldn't get to the bottom of it."

"Have you read "The Birds"?" Ji Feng suddenly changed the topic and mentioned Rabindranath Tagore's classics.