Ding, your little fool is online

Hearing this sentence, Yuan Xing's eyes suddenly widened. He was stunned for a moment and then turned around quickly, as if he was afraid that the people behind him would slip away.

Yuan Xing raised his head, looked at the man behind him with clear and clean eyes, and the other party unreservedly gave himself the warm smile between the corners of his eyes and brows, and rubbed his head with gentle hands, from top to bottom It poured out the warmth that filled his heart, and dispelled the confusion and grievance that had just pent up in his heart.

In the noisy and crowded environment, it seemed that only this small area was comfortable, so comfortable that there was only the warmth on top of his head and the fur under the other's palm.

Looking at the slightly red and swollen corners of Yuan Xing's eyes, Wang Qianyang sighed in his heart for some unknown reason.

Sure enough, I cried.

The partner behind him cast a strange look and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Wang Yuyang didn't answer this question, put down his hands, looked at Yuan Xing who was still in a daze, and asked again: "Come and help me order something?"

Only then did Yuan Xing wake up from a dream, the little chicken nodded like pecking at rice, and replied angrily: "Oh, oh, okay, let's order... find a place to sit first." Wipe your eyes.

Wang Jianyang looked at Yuan Xing's small movements and said, "You take us there."

Yuan Xing nodded and led the two customers towards the store.

The store is not particularly big, and Yuanxing has already locked a location. It takes less than half a minute to walk there from the door of the store, but with such a short distance, Yuanxing always feels that he has walked a long way.

While he was concerned about bringing the two of them to their positions, he always wanted to glance behind him to see if the person who was touching his head followed.Every time he glanced back quietly, he felt that a piece of warmth was filled in his heart. There was only a small place in his heart, and it could be easily filled with a few more glances. Who made him feel so sad when he was still a child? Fast, happy fast.

What's more, the other party asked him to help with the order service. To be honest, he was still a little happy.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Xing suddenly shook his head by himself, denied the "a little bit of happiness" just now, changed it to "very happy, very happy, very happy", and nodded again.

The feeling of being needed made him feel very satisfied.

and……

Yuan Xing's small head was describing today's happiness, while slightly clenched the hand hanging by his side, a little wanting to touch the hair that Wang Yuyang had just rubbed, or... to be rubbed on the head again.

Looking at the little shop assistant shaking his head and nodding from behind, Wang Jianyang couldn't help shrugging his shoulders a few times.

Kind of cute.

Walking like this, Yuan Xing brought the two of them to a relatively remote but relatively quiet table, and asked, "Sit, is it okay to sit here?"

Wang Jianyang nodded: "Just here."

Yuan Xing watched the two of them take their seats, and when he was about to order food, he suddenly realized that there was no tablet for ordering food, so he grabbed a corner and asked cautiously: "No, sorry, wait a minute, I, I'll go get the tablet, Then come back and order your food, okay?"

Cautious tone and movements, as if afraid of making people angry.

For some reason, Wang Yuyang's heart was pulled violently again, and he put the hand that touched Yuan Xing's head under the table together: "Go, don't worry."

A few seconds after Yuan Xing walked away, the partner suddenly laughed: "This waiter stutters. It's really interesting to listen to him. He kept shaking his head on the way. Those who didn't know thought he had atrophied cerebellum." After speaking, another person laughed stand up.

Due to the relationship of cooperation, Wang Jianyang glanced at him displeasedly, but still asked calmly: "Is there any taboo?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but when Wang Yuyang asked, the other party's mouth was like a machine gun, forcing out a lot of names of dishes that he didn't like and couldn't eat, which directly cut half of the hot pot dishes.

"And I don't eat much chicken." The other party said the last sentence, and finally ceased fire.

Wang Jianyang perfectly embodies the qualities that a businessman should have, with a refined smile on his face: "You really are from Dunhuang."

The other party asked: "Why do you say that?"

Wang Jianyang: "I eat more beef and mutton."

The other party touched the back of his head: "This is hahahahaha, why hasn't that stuttering waiter come back?"

Wang Jianyang tapped the table with his fingertips, smiled and didn't answer.

In fact, murals = B talk a lot.

After 1 minute, Yuanxing came back with a tablet. He walked a little hurriedly, and the ground was slippery. He almost fell when he walked over. Fortunately, he held onto the edge of the table in time.

When he raised his head and straightened his waist, he gave Wang Yuyang a smirk and said, "A long time, I've been waiting for a long time, let's order first."

Ordering food this time was not as twists and turns as last time when Wang Yuyang took his staff to dinner, and because this partner with a lot of B-talks didn’t have many dishes to order, Wang Yuyang instructed Yuan Xing to choose the bottom of the pot and order dishes in a few words. Add beer.

Yuan Xing stood in front of the table and checked the dishes with Wang Yuyang: "Green, green bamboo shoots, seafood mushrooms, tofu skin, beef rolls..."

When Wang Yuyang was listening carefully, the partner got up and asked him: "I'll go ahead and adjust the small ingredients, do you want me to adjust a portion for you?"

"No, thank you." Wang Yuyang politely refused, "I'll go by myself later."

The two of them ordered not many dishes, Yuan Xing quickly reported the names of the dishes, and Wang Yuyang listened to them all the way without missing anything.

When Yuan Xing was holding the tablet and was about to leave to let the back kitchen prepare dishes, Wang Yuyang suddenly stopped him: "Wait."

Yuan Xing turned back in doubt: "What's the matter? What else should I add, Dong, something?"

"Add a dish." Wang Yuyang looked at the down jacket left by the partner on the back of the chair, and then at Yuan Xing, "Let me think about it, let's add a folded ear root, put it in a vegetable platter and send it here."

Yuan Xing lowered his head to order, then suddenly thought of something, and immediately raised his head and asked: "Didn't you just say you don't want to eat this?"

Yuan Xing remembered very clearly that when he was ordering, the man on the opposite side repeated several times that he would not eat Zhe Ergen, saying that he could not taste it at all, and now the guest at the same table ordered this again, which made him a little puzzled.

Wang Yuyang didn't expect that the child had a pretty good memory, so he smiled and prevaricated: "Plus, I like to eat more."

"Yes." Yuan Xing obediently responded.

Wang Jianyang looked at Yuan Xing's movement of lowering his head and slumping flat, and fell into thought.

In fact, he negotiated with the other party online quite harmoniously, and bringing the other party to dinner is also to show sincerity and to promote cooperation.

But when Wang Jianyang saw the partner laughing at the clerk's stuttering, he felt inexplicably unhappy, and wanted to order a dish that the other party disliked. Even if the business fell through, the only loss would be the other party.

In other words, Wang Jianyang really disliked this kind of behavior of blatantly mocking others.

However, the cooperation still needs to be cooperated, and it is enough for Wang Yuyang to help the little clerk to teach them a lesson.

When Yuan Xing was about to leave again, Wang Yuyang stopped him again, and Yuan Xing turned back to him in doubt again and asked, "Is there anything else I need?"

Wang Yuyang, who was able to do everything with ease, suddenly became nervous. He clenched the hand that had just touched Yuan Xing's head under the table, feeling that wonderful feeling surging in his chest.

From the first time he saw Yuan Xing, Wang Jianyang looked at the tear mole under his eyes a few more times, and now his eyes still stay there, and he thinks of Ling Qiuchi who also has a tear mole.

However, their words, deeds and personalities are completely opposite.

The child in front of him is too cautious, too timid, and his facial features that do not match his age are a little immature, full of well-behaved words.

Wang Qianyang closed his palms again, and the unreasonable contrast made him a little dazed.

Fortunately, Yuan Xing asked again: "You, is there anything else you need?"

Wang Jianyang folded his hands on his chest, smiled politely and said to Yuan Xing: "No more, go and do your work, I will call you if necessary."

Not long after Yuan Xing left, the partner came back with a bowl of small ingredients, still chattering endlessly, from the waiter and decoration of this hot pot restaurant to the heavy smog in the capital, Wang Yuyang had to smile on the surface, but in his heart head mmp.

At this time, the vegetable platter was brought to the table, and Wang Yuyang took the lead to pick up the plate. Without even thinking about it, he poured Zheer root mixed with other vegetables into the soup base on the partner's side, and then continued to listen politely to the other party. force.

As a result, it is conceivable that the partner's meal was extremely disturbing, and he could only complain about it.

The other party vomited and vomited, and then vomited to Yuan Xing who had just helped them order.

The partner bit a toothpick and said, "Do you think that the waiter just now is not right?"

Wang Jianyang raised his eyebrows, suppressed the hostility that was almost revealed, and asked, "Why?"

"I'm clumsy in doing things, and I stutter so badly." The partner threw away the toothpick, "I said it was a child laborer, but I have never seen such a stupid child laborer. After all, they look like seventeen or eighteen years old."

Partner: "Actually, when I first saw this waiter, I thought he might be...well, what kind of mental retardation, don't think I speak badly. There is a little nephew in my hometown who is born mentally retarded. , but I am not mentally retarded, IQ is about the same as a primary school student, stuttering, the whole person is like a fool, just like the waiter just now."

After hearing these words, Wang Yuyang's displeasure reached its peak in an instant, and his tone lacked patience and politeness: "Mr. Zhang."

At the same time, the person in charge of the logistics was showing Yuan Xing the chocolates and candy canes he had bought, saying that it would be Christmas in a few days, and it would be better to give out some candy canes.

The colleague saw Yuan Xing staring intently at the candy in the bag, and gave him a bag directly: "There are not many people outside, so you can just take a bag and distribute it in the store, and put a few on the table to see the effect."

Yuan Xing walked around the store with a bag of candies in his arms, and most people readily accepted the candies, only a few refused, and the unaccepted candies went into Yuan Xing's pocket.

"Ah, that table just now." Yuan Xing suddenly realized that he had forgotten Wang Yuyang's table, because the location was a bit remote, so he was almost ignored by him.

He didn't notice the tense and thick atmosphere at the dinner table, he just walked over foolishly, trying to distribute the candies he bought to the guests at the table.

In addition to the routine of distributing snacks, Yuan Xing also brought a different thought.

"Hello, hello."

Yuan Xing put a few chocolate candies wrapped in gold paper and red and green candy canes on the table. Before he could say a word, he saw the uglier and the fatter one of the two guests angrily He stood up, looking angry.

"Mr. Wang! I hope you won't regret it in the future!" The partner's face turned green and pale, and after saying a harsh word, he picked up his clothes and left the seat angrily.

Wang Jianyang looked at the other person's leaving figure, shrugged his shoulders,

Yuan Xing was stunned for a while, and waited for the partner to disappear completely before saying the last part of the sentence: "Yes, do you want candy?"

Wang Qianyang glanced at Yuan Xing, reached out to take a chocolate candy, and slowly peeled off the outer layer of gold foil, revealing the dark brown chocolate and hazelnut particles inside.

Wang Jianyang seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be talking to Yuan Xing: "You vent your anger, but I drove away a partner, but you don't buy clothes or shoes with 300 yuan in your hand, and you live like this I have to pay back the money after suffering, should I say you are stupid or you, say you are cute, I don’t need to buy shoes..."

Then he handed the peeled candy to Yuan Xing: "Candy, little guy?"

The author has something to say: eat sugar!

Qiuqiu (happy): I am happy to see everyone scolding Zhao Zhao