Wang Fan wiped away his tears.

"Check the food to see if there's anything missing."

The boss brought the side dishes and handed over a list with an invoice on it. He then handed the items to Wang Fan one by one according to the items on the list.

After Wang Fan finished signing, the boss said, "Enjoy your meal."

Wang Fan and Du Zhiqi looked at each other.

"Order for us?"

"Yes, eat it, you won't feel sad after you finish eating." Jiang Jiang took two mouthfuls of rice and a bite of fried shrimp. The more she experienced in the world, the less expression there was on her face, as if she was born with a cold look.

Tan Shujue took a disposable paper cup, opened a drink, and greeted the two rare guests warmly.

"Do it one by one! Cheers to the boss! Long live the boss!"

Qiao Si also came over with a wine glass.

"Student Jingwen will treat us all to food."

"Cheers!" everyone said in unison.

Du Zhiqi came here just to borrow some money from Jiang Jiang for his father's medical treatment, but with so many people present at this moment, he suddenly found it difficult to speak.

Finally, after finishing the meal, he turned around and left the place silently. However, unlike when he came, there was a bulging envelope in his pocket, and on the envelope was an IOU.

In fact, Jiang Jiang had already noticed something unusual when she saw Du Zhiqi walk into the gate. She smelled the unique scent of a restaurant worker emanating from him, which made him look completely devoid of the innocence and naivety that a student should have.

Jiang Jiang couldn't help but speculate that perhaps Du Zhiqi in front of him had already dropped out of school and was no longer studying.

Tan Shujue said that the boss’ friends were his friends, so the two yellow-haired men had an additional investor, Wang Fan, on their entrepreneurial journey.

The tuition fee is enough.

The stall is becoming more and more popular.

The three of them grew bigger and bigger.

Who could have imagined that they were once enemies.

Back on track, painter Qiu Langsha asked Jiang Jiang to paint outdoors.

Qiao Si took the opportunity to sneak into his studio.

No substantial evidence was found.

There were several stacks of portraits of young women in the cabinet of the studio, and Qiao Si pulled out a few.

There are indoor and outdoor ones, explicit ones and conservative ones...

Jiang Jiang's outdoor painting was completed, and Qiu Langsha invited Jiang Jiang to his house to eat the steak he cooked.

Jiang Jiang pretended to be shocked and naively praised Qiu Langsha, "Wow! The teacher can actually cook! That's amazing. Men who can cook are so attractive these days. Is the teacher married?"

Qiu Langsha was startled at first. This question came too suddenly and was obviously not within his plan. Fortunately, he had already prepared an answer.

"I had a girlfriend, but when we were about to get married, she suddenly died of a serious illness, so I am still a bachelor. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to work so hard to cook for myself."

Jiang Jiang was disappointed at first, then sympathetic, then secretly happy, and finally distressed. Many emotions flashed across her face in an instant, "Teacher, have you ever thought about finding a girlfriend to help share the burden?"

As if he had sensed Jiang Jiang's ambition, Qiu Langsha quietly raised a sly smile, but did not show it on his face. With the image of a mature man who was concentrating on his career, he replied, "I just want to paint well now, and I haven't thought about it so much."

"A man who is ambitious in his career and also cares about his family will be pursued by many beautiful young girls, right?"

After chatting for a while, we soon arrived at his house.

Qiu Langsha took out the steak that had been prepared long ago from the refrigerator and walked towards the kitchen with steady steps, ready to show off her skills and fry a perfect steak dinner.

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