A few hours later, Jiang Feng deeply realized that he didn't know if the game and Zhou Shi's brain were broken, and if he had to maintain such a large workload for seven days of National Day, he, the boss, would have to scrap it first.

Because of the National Day, Taifeng Building extended its business hours, and Jiang Feng got off work at more than ten o'clock.

Jiang Feng didn't clean the back kitchen for the first time, and he left work without even cleaning his own stove. Others also expressed their understanding, the busiest person tonight is Jiang Feng, the reservation of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon is divided into batches and time, and Jiang Feng is working almost all the time.

Jiang Feng's busyness also made everyone deeply aware that it was not easy to be a prince.

Yes, Jiang Feng has a new nickname in the past few days - Prince.

Now, Prince Jiang is meeting on the road and 996 narrow road.

The difference from the previous encounter is that Prince Jiang has just experienced the worst overtime in his life, and 996 has just enjoyed one of the few vacations in a year. Prince Jiang didn't have Wu Minqi by his side (Wu Minqi was still in the back kitchen), and 996 had just added a young lady's WeChat on the wine table.

996, who felt like he was walking on the top of the clouds, and Prince Jiang, who felt that he had just crawled out of hell, both noticed each other.

996 can see at a glance that Prince Jiang is returning from overtime, this kind of powerlessness, anger, despair, and confusion after the end of overtime, he understands it too well, and he is completely different from a person like him who has just finished the party and added a beautiful young lady to WeChat.

996 raised his head proudly.

996 feels like he has a good chance of winning.

996 walked past Prince Jiang with a disdainful expression.

Jiang Feng: ???

He felt that since the Mid-Autumn Festival, this overtime worker who could often be met on the road had become more and more strange.

996 didn't notice Jiang Feng at all that he didn't notice his demonstration and victory at all, and the more he thought about it after passing by Jiang Feng, the happier he became, even happier than when he was about to go to the young lady's WeChat.

996, who was getting more and more excited, slowed down, took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to the young lady "Are you home?", and saw a message flashed in a group that he had joined for a long time but had been diving.

996 silently clicked on this mysterious group chat called the decompression group, and this WeChat group was recommended to him by a colleague who had a good relationship with him. 996 has never spoken in it, mainly because he thinks that the people here are a bit of a god, all of them are like disciples, and most of the group names are dish names, and there is something wrong with the brain.

Li Hongzhang's chowder: Tomorrow at half past eleven o'clock, box 17 on the second floor of Taifeng Building, I will grab the food, there is still a place, come quickly.

Silk Yam: Can Silk Yam be grabbed?

Li Hongzhang's chowder: It's okay in normal times, but not on National Day.

Kung Pao Chicken: Ah, the chowder is actually in Beiping, but it's a pity, I accompanied my wife out on a trip and couldn't eat it.

Chopped pepper fish head: Haha, who told you to go out to play at this time, there is a chowder to grab vegetables Li Hongzhang's chowder at noon tomorrow is stable!

996：......

He still retains his opinion, everyone in this group seems to have something wrong with their brains, and by the way, the chopped pepper fish head is his colleague.

But how does the name Tai Fung Lou look so familiar?

996 suddenly looked up, and what caught his eye was the signboard of Taifeng Building.

He is now standing at the door of Taifeng Building, there is still a light inside, which is more attention-grabbing, in the past, when 996 came back, Taifeng Building was closed, the lights were out, and it was normal for him not to notice.

996 was even a little unsure whether the Taifeng Building he saw now was the same as the Taifeng Building that these people were talking about in the group, so thinking like this, 996 asked in the group.

Happy overtime: Is this the Taifeng Building you are talking about?

Happy overtime: [Picture]

Fish-flavored shredded pork: Newcomer, this is it. [Cigarette lighting]

Happy overtime: Count me in at noon tomorrow.

Li Hongzhang Chowder: Okay.

Li Hongzhang's chowder: The regiment is full, don't be late, see you tomorrow.

996 set the alarm clock, put away the mobile phone, and continued to walk to the shared apartment, scolding himself in his heart as he walked, it was really crazy, and he didn't go to the young lady who was just going to WeChat on a rare holiday, but made an appointment with a group of people he didn't know.

996 feels like his brain might be a little out of order.

......

The first thing Jiang Feng did after returning home and taking a shower was to run downstairs and occupy her massage chair before Comrade Wang Xiulian came back.

Let Jiang Feng sit on the massage chair, and the moment he pressed the switch, Jiang Feng felt that his life was given by the massage chair.

Massage chair.

Great invention!

Overtime savior!

Lying comfortably in the massage chair, Jiang Feng began to play happily with his mobile phone, checking WeChat messages one by one, and finally found the WeChat sent by Wang Hao in the afternoon in a piece of fun.

Jiang Feng: ......

It's over, he completely forgot about Wang Hao's coming to Beiping.

Jiang Feng decided to make a phone call to repair the father-son relationship between them.

The phone was quickly connected, and Wang Hao on the other end of the phone seemed to be still eating, and the sound of chewing was so loud that people couldn't ignore it.

Jiang Feng's words of condolence immediately became: "What are you eating?"

You're not only 9.67 anymore, how can you still have the money to buy something to eat and eat so deliciously that I'm hungry.

"The curry beef buns in the convenience store downstairs, Brother Feng, I found that although the buns in the Beiping convenience store are expensive, they are much better than those sold in our school cafeteria. Wang Hao first enthusiastically praised the beef buns in the convenience store, and then began to praise the beef rice, "And this curry beef rice is also delicious, although there is no beef, but the curry is simply amazing, the fragrance, the taste, the curry is very strong, and the bibimbap thief is delicious! I think I'm going to fall in love with this convenience store." ”

"Where did you get the money?" Jiang Feng asked, 9.67 yuan can buy curry beef bun Thaksin, but if you want to buy curry beef rice, it is a bit of a fantasy.

"I borrowed 200 yuan from the squad leader in the afternoon. Wang Hao said.

By the way, I recognized one more father, anyway, my father is not pressing, and it doesn't hurt to recognize a few more.

"How about your accommodation over there?" Jiang Feng decided to care about his roommate.

"It's okay, when I was on the train, I heard that it was a quadruple room and thought it was a dormitory like our school, but I didn't expect it to be a small single room, the kitchen and living room are shared, which is much better than I imagined. Wang Hao said.

"Why didn't you come to me at night?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I'm not looking at Brother Feng, you didn't reply to the message, I'm afraid you're busy, didn't I look for you in the past to delay your business. I haven't seen it when I was busy in the store when I was at school, and I didn't even have time to say a word, so I'm good to have dinner at the convenience store downstairs, and I'll come to you tomorrow. I just asked, we don't have to go to work on the National Day of our internships, and I'll go back to you tomorrow morning. Wang Hao said.

Wang Hao's intimate behavior moved Jiang Feng very much, and immediately said: "Tomorrow you come, I will ask my dad to make you pickled fried rice!"

I don't want to burn anyway.

"Okay, I haven't tasted Uncle Jiang's craftsmanship for a long time, and sometimes I think of it when I think about it when I eat at your house, I feel like I'm in a dream. Wang Hao said, feeling that the curry beef bun in his mouth tasted much worse than before, his appetite also subsided, and his mind was full of the elbows he had eaten before.

"Brother Feng, are you busy in the store, do you want me to come over tomorrow to help, anyway, I'm idle and I don't have any money. ”

"Don't be busy, don't be busy, if you want to help, you can do it, I'll ask my mother to find you clothes you can wear, what size of clothes are you wearing now?" Jiang Feng once again showed a capitalist smile.

Wang Hao on the other end of the phone: ???

Clothes?