On a new day, Mo Feng got up angrily and vowed to forget his troubles, forget his sorrows, and work hard.

After washing, I had breakfast with Liang Yu, and then I drove to the restaurant, because it was too early, and the restaurant was inevitably a little deserted.

Back in the office, Mo Feng was still frowning, and so far he still hadn't thought of a good theme and what kind of decoration should be done.

Mo Feng almost didn't rest all night last night, his mind was full of Ina's reluctance to look at his back, Mo Feng made countless assumptions, how could Ina not believe in herself like this, and leave herself so ruthlessly.

Due to the exhaustion of the night, coupled with the fact that he was almost drowned by the raging water in the small bathroom, his physical function was not completely recovered, and Mo Feng, who was sitting in the boss's chair, couldn't help but fall asleep tiredly.

After falling asleep, Mo Feng quickly fell asleep, and after falling asleep, he had a dream that he had missed in his subconscious.

In the dream, Mo Feng put himself in a small town, standing on the bright and sunny stone arch bridge, and holding a parasol, Ina stood beside Mo Feng with a smile on her face, holding Mo Feng's arm, making a lifelong vow, and then happily swam all over the town, the rippling lake, witnessing the moment of true love, the spring breeze rippling spring, giving the illusion of the future.

The blue sky, the swinging swing, how quiet and leisurely it is, and at this time, Ina who was standing beside him holding Mo Feng's head and walked away without looking back, no matter how Mo Feng shouted and looked for it, he couldn't find it

"Ina, Ina, don't go, don't go."

Mo Feng, who was leaning on the boss's chair, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted extremely loudly, but when he came to his senses, he realized that this was just a dream, a beautiful and painful dream.

Although it was a dream, it still aggravated Mo Feng's heavy thoughts, the cold sweat on his forehead proved the horror of this dream, Mo Feng took out his wallet with a blurred look, and then opened the wallet tremblingly, looking at the photo in the wallet, it was the photo when he and Ina were playing the town, Ina was full of smiling photos, it was so charming, Mo Feng looked at it for a long time, and also left hot tears, and some trembling tears fell on the photos in the wallet.

When Mo Feng wanted to put his wallet in his pocket, he suddenly saw the building behind Ina in the photo, which was an old and cozy house, even if he was in the office now, he seemed to be able to feel the quiet and comfortable at that time.

Suddenly, Mo Feng's elm head flashed, and when he thought of something, he immediately stood up excitedly, and his sad face just now disappeared.

"Town, town." Mo Feng stood up and muttered excitedly.

As soon as the words fell, he quickly walked out of the office and walked towards the back kitchen.

At this time, the kitchen has begun to get busy, Mo Feng has been sleeping in the office for a few hours unconsciously, after coming to the kitchen, I saw that Zhang Zi was wearing a white hat, wearing white clothes, tying a scarf, holding a spoon, and constantly holding the wok to control it up and down, the whole kitchen is particularly clean and tidy, this may also be Mao Lao's strictness, every young or middle-aged man, is solemnly arguing with food, in addition to hot dishes, there is also a place for the production of cold dishes, Mo Feng stood at the door of the kitchen and watched quietly, a beautiful woman who is not too old, wearing a yellow scarf, guides a group of people to make cold dishes.

Seeing the people who were busy and not too anxious in the back kitchen, he couldn't help laughing, and then walked quickly behind Zhangzi, who had just finished arguing with a dish, and gently patted Zhangzi's shoulder.

Zhang Zi hurriedly turned around, and found that it was Mo Feng with a puzzled look, Mo Feng made a gesture, and then came quietly, and then left quietly, otherwise any chef who cooks seriously.

After Zhang Zi came out, he asked Mo Feng suspiciously: "Boss Mo, what is the matter with me, the little chef?" ”

"I'm rubbing, what Boss Mo, I'm awkward to call." Mo Feng said with an indignant smile.

"Haha, let's say, what's the matter? I still have to cook. Zhang Zi said with a smile.

"Hey, I looked at the flow of people in our hotel yesterday and found that it can only reach half of the seats, which is not good, I am going to redecorate the style of the restaurant." Mo Feng hid his smile and said extremely seriously.

Hearing Mo Feng's words, Zhang Zi pondered for a moment, and said with some melancholy: "I also think that the decoration of the restaurant is a little uninspired, even if the food cooked by the master is delicious and the environment is not good, it is in vain, but the master has a nostalgic plot for this restaurant, if you want to renovate, it is estimated that the master will have opinions." ”

"I'll tell you this chapter, this restaurant must be renovated, otherwise there will be no future, there will be fewer and fewer customers, since I have won this restaurant, I must do my best, where is Mao Lao, I will personally go and tell him, I think he will agree."

Mo Feng said firmly.

Seeing Mo Feng's determined look, Zhang Zi nodded in agreement, and when he returned to the back kitchen, he also reminded Mo Feng to plan for the worst, thinking about what to do if Mao Lao disagreed.

Mo Feng was about to talk to Zhang Zi about the theme of decoration, but after knowing that Mao Lao might disagree, he didn't say anything, and Mo Feng, who returned to the office, sat on the boss's chair and thought silently, turning the gel pen in his hand.

After pondering for a moment, he finally stood up, and then dialed the landline in his office.

"Xiaomei, help me invite Mao Lao."

"Okay, Mr. Mo."

When Mo Feng was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly thought of something, so he hurriedly said to his secretary: "Xiaomei, if Mao Lao is busy, just tell him to come to the office when he is not busy, don't worry." ”

"Okay."

Mo Feng hung up the phone, and as soon as he hung up the phone, the phone rang, and Mo Feng looked at the normal ringing phone with a little confusion, and connected the phone.

"Hey, hello."

"Mo Feng, I'm Liang Yu." Liang Yu said in a slightly anxious manner.

"It's Sister Yu, what's the matter?" Mo Feng asked unexpectedly, because Mo Feng was wondering how Liang Yu knew the phone number in his office.

"What's wrong with your phone? How did it shut down? It's been shut down since last night, and it's still turned off today. ”

Hearing Liang Yu's words, Mo Feng thought that his mobile phone had been scrapped by the water in the bathroom, and he forgot to buy a new one.

"Sister Yu, my phone is broken, and I forgot to buy it when I was busy today." Mo Feng sighed.

"Well, I'll buy you a phone in a moment, and I'll send it to you."

"No need, I can buy it myself, so I don't need Sister Yu to break the bank for me." Mo Feng hurriedly refused.

"Are you still out of sight? It just so happened that we were having lunch together in the restaurant, and I was waiting for me, and I would be there shortly. Liang Yu said a little angrily, and then hung up the phone.

Mo Feng, who was about to speak, could only listen to the blind sound from the phone in a daze