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Song walked out of Aoxing in the past year, and when he was waiting for the elevator, he took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the corner of Aoxing, and posted it on the circle of friends, with the text: Welcome 996 from tomorrow.

As soon as his circle of friends was posted for a minute, there were more than a dozen new updates.

Xiaoxiao: "Wow, the interview was successful, Aoxing is a leading company, congratulations to the senior brother, you have become an elite white-collar worker since then!"

Rong Heng: "What are you showing, my beauty, have you made an appointment?" ”

Sister: "Work hard, only hard work can succeed." ”

Brother P: "The old years were good, I joined a big company just after graduation, but most of the people who do public relations are very good at playing tricks, and the political struggle in the office is very strong, you should pay more attention, don't let people lead the ditch." ”

Zhang Jiajia: "Why don't you look for a job in advertising? You are so creative, you will definitely be promoted and raised soon." However, since you have chosen a PR agency, I can only bless you. ”

Lin Gou: "I'm going to look for you tonight, and we're celebrating." Don't worry, I'll bring my own wine, and you can just cook. ”

Hu Yingkang: "+1"

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Looking at the likes and comments of everyone in the circle of friends, Song Qiannian raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

He replied to everyone's messages one by one, and asked three of his best friends in college, Lin Yiquan, Hu Yingkang and Zhang Jiajia, to have dinner in his rental house to celebrate his successful passage of the interview.

Song did an internship in an advertising company before the past year and didn't make much money, but in order to entertain his friends, he gritted his teeth and bought a lot of seafood and two catties of brisket.

He is a good cook, so his friends usually like to eat in his rental house, but in the past, guests brought their own dishes, but this time it was to help him celebrate, so he wanted to treat.

After buying all the dishes, he found that there were only two hundred yuan left in the WeChat balance.

It seems that I will have to eat cabbage and Chinese cabbage every day in the future.

Back at the rental house, Rong Heng was still in front of the computer with his heart P picture.

Rong Heng and Song were college classmates in the same dormitory, and they shared this small house of 63 square meters with two bedrooms and one living room a few months ago.

Rong Heng has not found a job yet, so he can only go to the street every day to shoot street photos and run his own street photography public account.

The traffic of his official account is average, so there are no merchants who ask him to help advertise, and the little money he earns is only enough to pay the rent.

So at present, the house's water, electricity, gas bills, and daily grocery money are all unilaterally paid by Song Qiannian, and the money will be made up to Song Qiannian after Rong Heng finds a job in the future.

Rong Heng put down the computer mouse and ran to the kitchen to look.

When he saw that Song Xiannian had bought a big bag of seafood, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Song Qiannian, you are crazy, don't you just invite Lin Gou and them to have a homely meal, you buy such an expensive dish!"

He counted the ingredients on the cupboard in the same way, "Jiwei shrimp, razor clams, cinnamon fish, beef brisket, chicken, lettuce, chayote...... I'll rub, there are only five people to eat tonight, you buy so many dishes, you squander so much, are we going to drink the northwest wind next. ”

Song Qiannian smiled, "What are you anxious about." It's just a month, and when I pay my salary next month, our standard of living can skyrocket.

And tonight, Lin Yiquan's girlfriend and Zhang Jiajia's boyfriend will also come, and seven people will eat seven dishes, just right. ”

Although the mouth of eating people is soft and the hands of taking people are short, Rong Heng is not this kind of person, he must be happy in his heart, he must be open, "Song Qiannian, when can you stop being so humane!"

What is your own situation, everyone doesn't know, besides, Lin Gou and they are all rich people, and they haven't eaten any delicacies from the mountains and seas, why do you bother to slap your swollen face and become fat, and buy these cheap seafood to entertain them. Maybe they don't like the seafood yet. ”

Song didn't mind Rong Heng's sarcasm, he said confidently, "Although these are cheap seafood, with the blessing of my cooking skills, they must be better than what they have eaten in high-end restaurants."

They used to invite us to eat and drink spicy food, and it was fair for me to invite them once. ”

Rong Heng smirked and said, "What do they call please, they just buy vegetables, and they want you to do it yourself, this is called cooperation, and everyone takes what they need." If you want me to say, you should let them AA this meal tonight. ”

Song took out the chicken in the past year, put water and washed it slowly, this chicken he planned to make white-cut chicken.

He said, "Rong Heng, don't be so impatient, I'm not the good guy you imagined, and I'm not a fat person with a swollen face, in fact, I think things are more clear than you think."

Lin Yiquan, Hu Yingkang and Zhang Jiajia are all people who really regard me as friends, and they have helped me a lot over the years.

They were genuinely nice to me, and it was only natural that I would treat them to a simple light meal. ”

Rong Heng still disagreed with Song Qiannian, he said, "In the past, the little favors they helped you with were just a handy, no big deal." So you don't have to keep it in mind.

You're going to be tired, you know? People think you're so optimistic and cheerful all the time, but I know that you have sensitive and fragile places in your heart. ”

Rong Heng thinks that he knows Song Qiannian best, so he never takes Lin Yiquan and those people in his eyes, he feels that none of them are Song Qiannian's real friends, only he is.

After all, he and Song Qiannian's family background is average, and they are small.

However, Song Xiannian didn't take Rong Heng's words to heart at all, he said lightly, "I don't know where I am vulnerable, and you know? You are a roundworm in my stomach?"

As he spoke, he filled the pot with water, waited for the water to boil, put the chicken in and hung it three times, then took it out to soak in ice water, and then put it back in the pot, soaked it in low heat for fifteen minutes, and the white-cut chicken was ready.

When he saw Rong Henggan standing, he said, "You help me blanch these briskets, and I will simmer them later." ”

"I really don't want to cook for that group of people. ”

Song Qiannian said, "You mean you won't eat this meal tonight, right, I also plan to make your favorite hibiscus shrimp, it's a pity." ”

Thinking of the hibiscus shrimp made by Song in the past, Rong Heng immediately blanched the beef brisket, and said, "I don't care if other dishes are delicious or not, this hibiscus shrimp, you must play at a super level." ”

After Song Xiannian had finished several dishes, Lin Yiquan and the others also arrived one after another.

Seeing the dishes made by Song Xiannian, Lin Yiquan walked into the kitchen and patted Song Qiannian on the shoulder, and said, "In the past, I didn't say that you can simply cook a few dishes, you see, Zhang Jiajia and I also brought bluefin tuna and stewed abalone." ”

Rong Heng said sourly on the side, "We poor dicks are not used to eating your high-end ingredients, so we can only eat some dishes that are more close to the people." ”

Song Xiannian smiled at Lin Yiquan and said, "I can't finish eating, keep me and Rong Heng to eat tomorrow." You go out and sit first, and I'll start the meal after I've fried these two vegetables. ”

Then he looked at Rong Heng and said, "Go out and make tea and entertain guests." ”