Yang Qingqing held the phone that had been hung up in his hand, and turned around for a long time, and said in a whisper: "Isn't it quite serious?"

"Why didn't you ask him just now?" asked Zhu Beini rhetorically.

Yang Qingqing didn't want to ask, but he didn't dare to ask. She talked to him, and never dared to spread out as she pleased, she was afraid that he would be annoyed, afraid that he would be bored. "A good brother of a female man" is the only suitable identity for her to think about it, at least the only suitable identity at the moment.

Seeing that Yang Qingqing didn't answer, Zhu Beini didn't care.

"Where do you want to eat?" Zhu Beini read Yang Qingqing's loneliness on the phone, and wanted to find someone to eat with, so she asked.

Yang Qingqing thought for a while, and suddenly grabbed Zhu Beini: "Is the VIP suite too expensive?"

Zhu Beini glanced at Yang Qingqing meaningfully: "I heard that he went out to drink for more than a billion business, and the day we went to the hospital, I bumped into his girlfriend Liang Fang driving a car of more than two million." Even if the suite is expensive, it is only 2,000 yuan a day. For people whose girlfriends drive luxury cars and chase hundreds of millions of business orders by themselves, the money in the ward is negligible. ”

"Do you remember? You praised Wen Heng as the most powerful peer you know, praised him for his skills worthy of his ambition, and in less than ten years, he can achieve a career. Looks like you're underestimating him. Zhu Beini added.

It is difficult for Zhu Beini to explain what she feels, happy for Xu Wenheng to live a rich life as he wishes, sad for herself who is turbulent and uncertain in the future? At least she can see some of the situation clearly, Qingqing is more like a frog at the bottom of a well, indulging in personal imagination that is out of touch with reality, and needlessly worrying about thousands of dollars that others can't even look down on.

Yang Qingqing was stunned. She was visibly touched, her chest fluctuating with her breathing, but her expression was forcefully normal. Her gaze stayed in mid-air, avoiding Jubeni's eyes.

Seeing that Yang Qingqing would rather be awkward than share her heart, Zhu Beini was a little at a loss, and her heart to accompany her to eat was much lighter: "Then do you still eat dinner together?"

"I suddenly remembered that I forgot to go home first to feed the little milk cat......" Yang Qingqing finally raised her eyes, but she was a little dodgy.

Zhu Beini smiled dumbly. It's good to have a cat, you can attack and retreat.

"Oops, I'm sorry. I'll make an appointment with you another day. Yang Qingqing slapped his forehead, and the person gradually became natural, and his voice was much louder.

Zhu Beini cooperated to the end: "Go back quickly." Don't starve the kitten. ”

After separating from Yang Qingqing, Zhu Beini was quite unhappy. The feeling of making a fake friend can't get rid of it.

Fortunately, I thought that I was a person with a mission, or it was more reliable to go back to the company dormitory honestly, take her little follower, and go to the community room to read professional books.

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Chen Xiaoxi came out of the coffee shop and looked at the sunset that had disappeared into the city skyline, and only half of his face was faintly visible between the buildings. Raise your hand and look at the time, half past six, it is the time when the bar is about to open.

In the midst of the hurried crowd, he walked leisurely, paced to the nearest bus stop, and boarded a bus. When he got off the bus, he saw a small vendor selling fried radish cakes (known locally as youdunzi) on the side of the road. When I was a child, there was a fixed stall selling this at the entrance of the alley, and every time he passed by, he was greedy when he saw it. When I was a teenager, I held a small amount of pocket money, and I was still greedy when I saw fried radish cake. When I grew up, I thought about healthy trans fats with body fat, and I was still greedy when I saw fried radish cakes.

"How much is it?" asked Chen Xiaoxi, pointing to the fried radish cake. It can't be said that he can't resist the desire surging in his heart, and he doesn't want to suppress it too much at all.

"3 yuan a piece, 5 yuan for two. ”

Chen Xiaoxi silently handed over a 5 yuan bill, thinking to himself, if he indulges in eating one occasionally, his appetite will be satisfied, and he will be promoted to spiritual happiness. The cost of this happiness is very low, and the marginal effect is high!

The aunt who bought the radish cake quickly wrapped two radish cakes and handed them to Chen Xiaoxi. Chen Xiaoxi had to take it silently and swallow the phrase "want one".

Eat while walking. Chen Xiaoxi walked calmly and ate more calmly. After walking a little half a street, I finally finished tasting a fried radish cake. Draw a paper towel to wipe your hands, and when you throw the tissue, you want to throw away the extra radish cake by the way. After a little hesitation, I left it behind.

Chen Xiaoxi took the opportunity to turn into a bar, it was still early at that time, and there were still few people in the bar. Chen Xiaoxi sat on a barstool, chatting with the bartender with a pair or not. The bartender was methodically wiping his glass, when suddenly his hand slowed, and he gently lifted his chin and nodded to a woman who came in later.

Chen Xiaoxi looked back, and a young woman with a delicate posture came in step by step. Suddenly, she was already close, with short purple hair, which set off her skin more and more white and delicate.

Chen Xiaoxi raised his hand: "Here you go." The pouch in his hand was half open, revealing a fried carrot cake.

"Ah Ying, don't eat this!" the bartender laughed first.

However, Ah Ying quickly took over without any worries, and before the bartender could finish speaking, she took a bite.

"No, I don't have to. How many laps do you have to run to burn it off at night!" the bartender looked sorry.

"Zhu Hong, you don't understand this. Chen Xiaoxi shook his head and looked proud: "This is called the taste of childhood, and the charm is unstoppable." ”

The delicate, soft and glutinous steamed and cooked Cantonese radish cake is more well-known to everyone, Chen Xiaoxi's so-called childhood taste, the same cake made of radish, but it is much more original, and the radish is visible: it also has a lot of heavy taste, and it is fried in a hot oil pan. It also has a more modest name: Oil Dunzi.

The bartender known as Zhu Hong heard Chen Xiaoxi's words and shook his head disapprovingly: "I can see that the charm is unstoppable, whether it's because of the taste of childhood, I don't know." ”

He didn't say it seriously, and there was background music in the bar, but it was still heard by Ah Ying and Chen Xiaoxi word for word. Chen Xiaoxi only grinned, pretending not to hear. Ah Ying was far from being so polite, and raised the bag in his hand and smashed it.

"Be careful! High-end glasses! More than two hundred yuan a piece!" Zhu Hong jumped out of the way.

Chen Xiaoxi looked heartbroken, picked up the wine glass and looked at it in front of his eyes: "You really don't use investors' money as money! Isn't it just a container for wine? You are willing to spend a few hundred yuan to buy one!" There are several rows of such wine glasses on the bar, and I have never looked at them before, they are all shiny silver.

"It's called taste. Holding it in his hand, the brightness, transparency, and weight are all talking every second: I am different, noble, and tasteful!" Zhu Hong cushioned it with a white cloth and looked at the glass in his hand with reverence.

Chen Xiaoxi gritted his teeth and looked at the partner in front of him, is the glass talking every second? What should I do if I want to withdraw every second?