Yao Yi has always been a person who does one thing and thinks about ten things.

Just like tonight's meal, the short-term panic of being peeped into the sky made him use a way to divert his attention in retrospect that he didn't think was too clever to successfully bring Mi Meng.

He wasn't blind, he wasn't wood, and he knew that Mi Meng had developed a strong dependence on him now.

The next step in dependence should be the relationship between men and women.

So he immediately realized that Liu Jue would be kind enough to create a chance for the two to be alone, and then this meal was likely to bring some progress that did not meet his own expectations.

Later, Li Zhihua's dinner appointment helped him solve his urgent need.

can not only fulfill the promise of inviting Mi Meng to dinner, but also avoid too many alone between the two, and at the same time, Mi Meng should not think in the direction that she deliberately avoided.

In the end, although she is sometimes naïve and desperate, she knows that it is a formal occasion, and there are outsiders, so her mind will naturally not be left too much on herself.

At half past six in the evening, Mi Meng and Yao Yi, who had closed the stall in advance, took a taxi to Ziyue Restaurant together.

Li Zhihua said that it was a light meal, but choosing this Ziyue restaurant, where the average consumption per capita was three or four hundred, was no longer a light meal.

Judging from Yao Yi's daily consumption in the past, Ziyue Restaurant is really nothing, but considering the fact that Li Zhihua doesn't believe that he is Yao Qi's son at all, then Lao Li probably planned that he, the principal, would come to treat him to this meal.

But Yao Yi didn't want to owe this favor, his favor was more valuable than money.

As soon as the two got out of the car, Mi Meng chuckled when she saw the welcome in Tang costumes at the door of the restaurant in the distance.

Four greetings, two men and two women.

The man is tall, and the woman has clear eyebrows.

The four of them stood in a dignified posture and were well-trained at first glance.

The distance from the main entrance of the restaurant to the roadside is an exquisite arrangement like a garden, with a small bridge and flowing water, and a pavilion with green tiles and red railings.

"This ...... Yao Yi, why didn't you say earlier that you went to such a high-end place to eat!"

She retreated, tugged at Yao Yi's sleeve, and said.

Yao Yi smiled indifferently, "What's so high-end here, go." ”

"No, I'm weak, and I'm nervous when I see a uniformed welcomer. I'm so hungry right now, I have to eat how much you have. Otherwise, go yourself, I won't go. Just after the taxi passed by the intersection over there, I saw a ramen restaurant on the other side of the street, I went to the ramen restaurant and ordered a big bowl of noodles to eat and wait for you?"

Mi Meng still refused to lift her legs.

Yao Yi gave her a silly look and laughed, "It's okay, today's meal is also the end of Shang Yang's work, and I can take the invoice to reimburse me when I go back." ”

"Really?"

"What are you lying to you for?"

"Let's go! Eat Shang Yang into bankruptcy!"

Mi Meng was resurrected with full blood, and walked forward with great vigor.

Yao Yi followed behind and watched her forked waist crab steps, crying and laughing.

He thought to himself, silly boy, I lied to you.

Also, even if it's really Shang Yang's treat, you bankrupt Shang Yang, isn't it my family who is unlucky?

"Good evening for both guests. ”

The two approached, and the four greeters at the door bowed their waists and greeted in unison.

Yao Yi nodded slightly, "Western Regions Hall." ”

"Okay guest, please come here. ”

A tall girl was separated from the welcome, went inside first, and made a welcoming gesture sideways.

Yao Yi took two steps forward, but found that there was no one around him, and when he looked back, Mi Meng was stupidly looking at the oversized Shu embroidery at the door.

"Mi Meng. ”

He shouted.

The stupid girl came back to her senses, her face flushed, and she quickly shrunk her neck and followed up like a little turtle, looking like a little follower.

When the two entered the door, Li Zhihua, Yu Weiwen and Teacher Wei were already waiting inside.

I didn't expect Yao Yi to bring such a beautiful little beauty by her side, Li Zhihua's expression was a little complicated, but after a short adjustment, he still greeted him warmly.

The group introduced each other to greet each other for a while, and then explained the requirements to the waiter at the table according to their personal tastes, such as Yu Weiwen doesn't like to eat seafood, Mr. Wei doesn't like spicy food, and the editor-in-chief Ma who is about to come has gout and can't eat high-purine things, and so on.

Mi Meng only responded briefly when she greeted people at the beginning, and pressed her hands on her knees all the time without saying a word.

She was a little nervous, but as she had said before, she would never intervene, just eat.

Yao Yi chatted with Li Zhihua and asked about Yu Weiwen's enrollment in the past two days.

Enrollment can be described as progressing rapidly, the special training class has started, Wei Yuanren continued, and the school considered the allowance for Lao Wei.

Lao Wei is quite energetic to do it, of course, he can't give a lecture that involves so many face-to-face situations like Yao Yi.

Every time he finds a point-to-point breakthrough in the root of the word, the students' general response is okay.

Li Zhihua was particularly concerned about Yao Yi's draft, and repeatedly confirmed whether he had really completed the first draft, and Yao Yi was only at ease after repeated reassurances.

Yu Weiwen, a self-familiar player, seems to be extremely silent today, and he has lost his former vitality when he talks to Yao Yi.

With Yao Yi's acumen, it can be seen that Yu Weiwen, who is active, may have really verified his identity from other channels.

He knew that he wasn't bragging, he was really the son of the Yao family, so he was nervous.

After this chat, before I knew it, the time had passed seven o'clock.

Yao Yi didn't feel anything, but Mi Meng, who was sitting next to him, was a little shaky, and his face looked almost bloodless.

Coo-goo......

A thunderous croaking sound came out of Mi Meng's stomach, and she couldn't sit still, so embarrassed that she didn't know where to put it.

"Well, I'm sorry. I...... I'm so hungry. ”

Mi Meng glanced at Yao Yi as if she had made a mistake.

Li Zhihua looked down at his watch, a little embarrassed, and excused himself: "Don't be nervous, Xiaomi, don't blame you, don't blame you." I didn't expect Editor-in-Chief Ma to come so late, so I called him. Ahem, after all, he is the editor-in-chief of a big publishing house, and his affairs are a little busy. ”

Mi Meng, who was a little dizzy with hunger, didn't care about the second half of Li Zhihua's sentence at all, but instead felt a thrill and whispered to herself.

"Mi Mode...... That's what it means?"

Yao Yi, who had sharp ears, had a pain at the root of his teeth.

O iniquity!

If you can't explain it clearly, it will be treated as if nothing happened.

He stood up and said, "Otherwise, let's put on some cold dishes and pad my stomach first." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden commotion at the door.

A middle-aged loud voice rang out outside the Western Regions Hall.

"Leave a phone call for the beauty, I'll arrange the dinner another day at your house!"

"You're welcome, sir. This is my business card. ”

Before the person arrived, the belly arrived first, and in the next moment, a chubby figure appeared at the door, it was Ma Zhijin, editor-in-chief of Shangjing Education Publishing House.

This fat man is not short, with big shoulders and a round waist, a fat face piled up, his cheeks are slightly red, and his eyes are as red as the rising sun.

Yes, it's no wonder that Editor-in-Chief Ma was late, he had already drunk a class before he came.