Ding He answered the phone, took out a green onion from the refrigerator, and asked, "Hey?"

"Hey, Lao Ding!" Mo Tian's voice came from his mobile phone.

"Old Bao, what's wrong?" Ding He said casually closing the refrigerator door.

"Do you have time?" Mo Tian's tone was very helpless, and he said to Ding He.

Hearing that Mo Tian's mood was wrong, Ding He asked with concern: "What's wrong, Lao Bao, do you feel that something is wrong with you?"

"I'm fine! I'm in Pincho, waiting for you to come over!" Mo Tian was in a very wrong mood, and after finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

"Hey...... Hey...... "Ding He wanted to say something, but the phone was already disconnected.

Ding He's father looked at Ding He and asked strangely, "Whose phone is it?"

Worried about Mo Tian, Ding He handed the green onion to his mother, walked to the door, put on his coat, and said directly: "Mo Tian's phone, I feel that something is not quite right with him, you can eat, don't wait for me!"

"Well, stay safe!" the father admonished.

After changing his clothes and putting on his shoes, Ding He went out of the house directly. I trotted all the way, got out of the community, took a taxi, and rushed to the Shinamachi restaurant.

At Ding He's request, the master hurried and spent more than ten minutes coming to Pincho Restaurant. The name of the restaurant is very elegant, it is a cafeteria, the summer vacation after graduating from high school, several parties are here, Ding He is very familiar.

At the counter of the restaurant, I paid the money for a single person, and I went into the restaurant, walked around, and finally found out that one day in the corner.

I don't know what happened, Mo Tian's face was depressed, and his body was full of decadence. At this time, there were several beer bottles on the table, and three or four bottles were empty.

"What's the matter, Lao Bao?" Ding He held the deposit slip in his hand and walked over directly, asking with great concern.

Mo Tian raised his head, looked at Ding He, and did not answer, but raised the beer bottle in his hand and said into the phone: "Come, sit down and drink!"

Ding He stepped forward, snatched the wine bottle from Mo Tian's hand, and said angrily: "What to drink? What's wrong, say!"

The wine in his hand was snatched away by Ding He, Mo Tian picked up another bottle from the table, and without using a screwdriver, he directly bit it open with his teeth and poured it hard.

"What the hell is wrong, Lao Bao, you speak!" Ding He said worriedly looking at Mo Tian's decadent appearance.

Mo Tian didn't raise his head, looked at the wine bottle in his hand, but said angrily: "Say what, come and drink!"

Looking at Mo Tian's bird appearance, Ding He was angry and snatched the beer bottle in his hand again.

snatched the bottle, Ding He raised his head and poured it violently, approaching a whole bottle of beer, and poured it all in one go. Opposite Mo Tian, he sat down and said to Mo Tian: "Don't you want to drink? I'll drink with you, drink you to death!"

Mo Tian watched Ding He pour wine by himself, and felt a little reluctant in his heart, glanced at Ding He, and then said slowly.

"His daughter's horse, Lao Tzu's interview, the manuscript he wrote, but his name was ranked second, what is it?" Mo Tian was very excited, and scolded in a low voice.

Ding He didn't drink well, a bottle of beer was in his stomach, he was a little anxious, and his head was a little confused. After hearing Mo Tian's words, he was also filled with righteous indignation, and scolded: "How can this be? This is too shameless!

"Oh......" Ding He didn't say that it was okay, but after he finished speaking, Mo Tian became even more angry and put the wine bottle in his hand on the table. The bottom of the bottle collided with the table, making a dull noise, and the beer foam overflowed.

"Why didn't you look for it?" The editor-in-chief said, okay, I know!" Mo Tian was very angry, his right hand clenched the beer bottle tightly, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out.

"And then...... What about the after?" Ding He picked up the wine bottle on the table, took two sips, pressed it, and continued.

"Then he was a girl, and the next day, I was transferred to the third edition as a bullshit assistant reporter!" Mo Tian gritted his teeth and said, "Niang Xipi, I just knew that he is the nephew of the editor-in-chief!"

When Ding He heard this, he was dumbfounded, looked at Mo Tian and sighed: "This is too shameless! Mo Tian's luck is also bad enough!"

"What do you want me to do? Lao Tzu is no longer serving, I will stop doing it!" Mo Tian was very angry, picked up the beer, and drank it again.

As a friend, you have the obligation to help each other get out of your life predicament and find your career direction!Quest Requirements: Help each other develop a suitable career plan!Quest Reward: Skill Level +1. Teacher Zhao Zhongxiang's magnetic voice sounded in his mind.

Unconsciously, grabbing Mo Tian's two bottles of beer, Ding He had already drunk them, his head was a little dizzy, and he didn't care about Teacher Zhao Zhongxiang.

"Why should Lao Tzu look at their stinky faces!" Mo Tian drank much better than Ding He, although he was very angry, but he was not a little drunk, and he scolded and scolded, "Broken newspapers, who is rare?

"I didn't ...... I'm ...... You, old bag!" Ding He came up with a strong wine, and said with a big tongue.

"That's it, to hell with the newspapers! I'm going to replan my life!" Although Mo Tian scolded, his face revealed a trace of reluctance and confusion.

"That's right, I ...... Look after you......! In other words, I'm pretty ...... Admire you!" Ding He came up with wine, thinking of something and saying something.

"Don't make a fuss, you admire me!" Mo Tian looked surprised, looked at Ding He and said, "You billionaire, what do you admire me?"

Ding He shook his head and said, "I admire you...... Just go...... Walk in style! Enough for you! I used to ...... I admire you!"

"It turns out that your grades are better than mine, what do you admire about me?" Mo Tian said, feeling even more heartbroken. Are you comforting me, or are you here to hit me, don't care about the original and now, it seems that you are not as good as Ding He.

"Sincerely, I feel ...... I think you're amazing! I don't have you...... Something to know!...... Inquiry, what a cow!" Ding He stammered.

Speaking of the past, Mo Tian found a trace of confidence, and on the grapevine, he was not much stronger than Ding He. He said confidently, "That's a must! Don't care how you know, when we were in high school, there was nothing I didn't know!"

"I'm ...... Come on, drink again!" Ding He touched the wine bottle on the table and put it in his mouth, but there was no wine in the bottle, and he didn't know.

"Actually, don't talk about high school, even in our Communication University, I know it all!" In this matter, Mo Tian was proud and said loudly, "That is, I went to class and did this bad reporter, otherwise I ......"