delicious life

After the waiter left, the game also reported the seasoning mixed in the soup and the cooking method.

"I heard that this restaurant's thick soup is very famous. Mo Ci, Mr. Ji, you are really experts. You have revealed other people's secrets in a few words. If the waiter is still there, he will definitely be kicked out, haha."

Liang Yuwei is a shrewd businessman with excellent eloquence, and the topics quoted at the dinner table gave the other three people a chance to interject.

Zhu Guaner, who doesn't talk much, will also ask Mo Ci and Duan Feng for advice during the most exciting part of the topic, and learn a lot. The four of them talked in the cubicle by the window, and the atmosphere was high.

"Waiter, is there really no seat, can I make an appointment now?"

"Sorry, two ladies, our restaurant needs to make a reservation, and there are no extra seats at the moment."

"There is obviously a vacant seat here, do you want to keep it?"

"Sorry, two ladies, these vacancies have been reserved in advance, and the restaurant currently has no spare seats."

"Sister Jiajia, forget it, let's go elsewhere."

A voice from outside the cubicle interrupted the conversation of the four people. Mo Ci felt that the voice outside was very familiar, so he raised his head suspiciously and looked outside the restaurant.

Two women, one tall and one short, were arguing with the waiter.

Seeing the appearance of the two, Mo Ci was a little surprised and walked over.

"Mengmeng, why are you here?"

The two people were Tao Meng and Song Jiajia whom Mo Ci knew. Without asking why the two were together, Mo Ci said to the waiter, "I know them. Our table over there is free, and I will order a few more dishes later. "

The waiter saw a few people he knew, so he didn't say much about them. Tao Meng and Song Jiajia sat at the table.

"Brother Duan!" Tao Meng first spotted Duan Feng who was sitting with Mo Ci, and called out sweetly.

Seeing someone beside Duan Feng, realizing that the occasion was wrong, Tao Meng immediately changed his words and called Duan Feng Ji.

The girl's soft and shining eyes, two big dimples appeared on her round face, she obviously regarded Mo Ci and Duan Feng as saviors.He generously pulled out the chair, and let Song Jiajia who was carrying the bag sit down first. When Song Jiajia saw Liang Yuwei, he first said hello to Liang Yuwei, and then said hello to Duan Feng, the boss of his company.

"Why are you here? Are you here for shopping, Mengmeng?"

Mo Ci looked at several large and small paper bags behind Tao Meng, and said with a smile.

"Yes, Sister Jiajia and I went shopping, hehe, fortunately we met you, otherwise Sister Jiajia and I would starve to death by the time our stomachs are full."

Tao Meng sniffed and blinked, "It smells so good..."

"Look at your greedy look..." Mo Ci said, his eyes shifted to Song Jiajia who had been silent all this time, "Jiajia, how did you and Mengmeng get together?"

"Brother Mo is really stupid. I'm Sister Jiajia's assistant!" Tao Meng answered first, puffing up her cheeks angrily. Sunglasses, after Zhu Waner ate silently, he let out a short scream.

"Zhu Waner?!"

"Mengmeng!" Song Jiajia covered Tao Meng's mouth, gave Tao Meng a reproachful look, and apologized to those who didn't understand why, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ji, this child Mengmeng is too rude."

"It doesn't matter, she probably screamed when she saw Zhu Wan'er," Duan Feng waved his hand, seeing that the two diners on the opposite side continued to eat without any surprise, and nodded slightly.

"Sister Jiajia let me go, I want to wish Waner's signature, don't stop me," Tao Mengyuan rolled her eyes, waved her paws, and howled, "It's the first time I'm so close to him, as long as One signature, I just need one signature to be satisfied!"

"Mengmeng..." Song Jiajia let go of Tao Meng, and the little girl ran away nimbly, and brought the pen and paper she found somewhere to Zhu Waner, with a look of anticipation and excitement on her face, "Waner, can you give it to me?" A signature."

Zhu Wan'er just put down her chopsticks, and when she saw Tao Meng's shining eyes and fists, she smiled and signed the little girl's name.

The gorgeous smile made the little girl dizzy, so that at the end of the meal, she kept smirking at the tableware and mechanically moved her jaw to chew.

It was a pity to "spoil" food like this, Mo Ci shouted it was a pity, and secretly scolded the little girl for wasting it.

"Jiajia, are you free to go shopping with Mengmeng?"

Mo Ci found a safe topic and started talking with Song Jiajia who had been silent all this time.

"Well, I'm usually not very busy." Song Jiajia glanced at Duan Feng inadvertently, seeing that the other party was still talking with Zhu Waner and the others, she lowered her voice, "I'm just a second-tier artist in the company, and I usually stay at home without notice. At home, Mengmeng is also leisurely, so we will find time to go shopping."

Bright eyes showed a sly smile, Song Jiajia’s personality was as bold as ever, and she spoke without a trace of complaints when she spoke the sour sentences, accompanied by drooping corners of her mouth and heroic and beautiful brows, giving people a sense of grace and grace. The impression, like a leisurely job, is exactly what she intended.

"Second line? How many years have you worked in Xinghuo?"

Mo Ci asked.

"Not long, two years." Song Jiajia blinked and replied.

"Has it always been like this? You, you... maybe I can help you..."

Mo Ci hesitated for a while, then said with a frown.

"It's good, no need. When I signed the contract with Xinghuo, I didn't expect to be popular. Signing the contract is just a way to make a living. To put it bluntly, I just liked this kind of person who can run around without sitting in the office." Work, it's doing fine now."

Song Jiajia saw the hesitation in Mo Ci's eyes, and refused with a smile.

"But..." Mo Ci didn't expect Song Jiajia to refuse so bluntly, and wanted to say something else. This girl who is always generous and cheerful took his words, "Don't think about what you don't have, you can't live without it." Knowing this circle, I refused because I didn’t want to get into trouble. I understand what you mean, but the unspoken rules are scary, so forget it. Besides, if you go shopping today, it’s already considered absenteeism. Ji will always deduct my salary."

"Jiajia..." Couldn't find a reason to convince Song Jiajia, Mo Ci hesitated, "We were classmates, and you even brought me a meal. I can help with that."

"Are we friends?"

"Yes."

"I sent you food, you want to help me because you want to repay the favor, right?"

"Yes, I think so, but you..."

"I don't need this favor now, I just want you to owe it, and I will pay it back when I want you to pay it back."

Song Jiajia spoke bluntly, and after a few words, Mo Ci had no intention of refuting. Mo Ci was depressed, squinting at Song Jiajia who was smiling with his lips pursed.

"Women's University has eighteen changes, and the changes are getting more and more powerful, Jiajia, I underestimated you!"

"Of course!" A bright smile appeared on Song Jiajia's cheeks, and even her bright eyes were full of smiles.

The two sat very close, and Duan Feng, who had just talked with Liang Yuwei, happened to see the two laughing, and looked directly into each other's eyes without avoiding suspicion. Song Jiajia's bright eyes stopped on Mo Ci, and the gentleness stopped. The look in his eyes caused Duan Feng to subconsciously feel hostility.

He understood the meaning of Song Jiajia's eyes.

Three points of appreciation, seven points of admiration, for Duan Feng who is very sensitive to interpersonal relationships, this kind of look is no stranger to him, not long ago, he also received similar looks.

Duan Feng's eyes were a little dark, and the fingers placed under the dining table closed together, slowly clenched into fists, and rested on his knees.

With a calm plan, Duan Feng intervened in the conversation between the two, and when Song Jiajia looked away unnaturally, he turned sideways and asked, "Why are you talking so happily?"

"It's nothing, just some interesting things when we were studying."

Mo Ci's rough nerves did not notice Song Jiajia's affection for him at all, and said with a smile.

"Are you classmates?"

Every company I work in, but there are a lot of people coming in and out of the company every day, and there are also newcomers who are constantly signing in. Duan Feng knows nothing about Song Jiajia, and only knows that she is a contracted artist of the company.

Discovering Song Jiajia's affection for Mo Ci, Duan Feng secretly decided that when he returned to the office, he must take a good look at the woman's profile.

"That's right, I, Liang Yuwei and Song Jiajia, we are all in the same class, so it's rare to see each other today."

Mo Ci said warmly, introducing Song Jiajia to Duan Feng, "He is still an artist of your company, now that I know that Jiajia and I are classmates, you know how to take care of her, huh?"

"What a coincidence, um, I will take good care of your classmates." Duan Feng said in a deep voice, and when Mo Ci said the word "take care of", he suddenly had a new idea.

Among the six people in the group, Tao Meng was the most active, chatting all the time, and soon chatted with the popular little king Zhu Wan'er.

When bidding farewell, Tao Meng was reluctantly pulled away by Song Jiajia, and shook her hand vigorously, "Smile, goodbye brother Mo..."

"Mengmeng can really make a fuss." Mo Ci and Duan Feng bid farewell to Liang Yuwei, sitting in Duan Feng's car, Mo Ci frowned.

"Well, you've spoiled her."

Duan Feng said suddenly.

"Nonsense, it's obvious that you spoiled her. You were the one who got to know Mengmeng first, and this time you were the first to find Mengmeng. Don't rely on me!"

Mo Ci said angrily, and immediately refuted Duan Feng's unfounded words.

"Okay, it's me." Duan Feng patted Mo Ci's bright forehead, and quickly kissed Mo Ci's slightly parted lips, apologizing.

"What are you doing! Drive, drive quickly!" Mo Ci's movements were always a beat slower than Duan Feng's. When he came back to his senses, he turned his head angrily and looked at the street lights outside the window.