Chapter Seventy-Three: The Moon Shines and the Shadows Are Thin
Shang Xiaxia and Liang Sipeng returned home and saw that Xia Xia's mother was already dressed, as if she was about to go out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info Xia Xia asked, "Mom, how do you know we're going out tonight?" β
"Huh? I don't know? Are you going out? Xia Xia's mother asked.
Shang Xia Xia wondered: "You don't know? What are you? β
"Didn't Xiao Huang ask us to go to his house yesterday, so I changed my clothes. Hurry up and get ready. Xia Xia's mother said.
"Are you really going to go?" Xia Xia asked, "But Spen and I are going to take you out to dinner." We went to Wang Moxuan's company just now, and the work was all negotiated, ready to celebrate. β
"Isn't that just right? Let's go to Xiao Huang, and we don't have to spend money! "The essence of Xia Xia's mother's money fan is exposed." But Mom, it's not good for us to trouble Huang Quan in our own affairs. Let's go out by ourselves, and don't go to Huang Quan's place. Xia Xia said. Of course she doesn't want to go to Huang Quan's place, who knows what kind of moth Huang Quan will come up with, last time she gave her an alpaca, this time maybe she will give Shang Xia Xia a moose. She can't stand it!
"But what do I tell Xiao Huang?" It seems that Xia Xia's mother has also figured out the stakes here. It is indeed insulting to take advantage of others.
"What's so bad about this," Xia Xia said, "You just tell the truth, anyway, what you said yesterday was to think about it, and you didn't promise him that he would definitely go over." β
"Okay. I'll brew it first. Xia Xia's mother said. Shang Xiaxia pushed her mother and said, "You brew slowly on the road, go quickly, the restaurant will be full in a while." β
Liang Sipeng booked a seat in the Red House. Looking at Xia Xia's mother yesterday, she should like to eat Western food, but in fact, Xia Xia's mother doesn't like to eat Western food, because Huang Quan took her there. So she thinks that Western food is very high-end. Liang Sipeng is going to bleed profusely tonight, and it is impossible to enter a Western restaurant and ask for a plate of salad. Fat Jack said yesterday that he would have a break at the bar for the holidays tonight, and he gave Liang Spong some money when he left. Liang Sipeng said: "I can't ask for this, the remuneration you usually give me is already the highest." β
"If you take it, you should wish you to be discovered by the brokerage company in advance." Liang Spong hadn't said anything about signing last night, but apparently Jack's fat man was prescient.
Xia Xia's mother sat in a taxi and called Huang Quan a few times, but no one answered. Xia Xia said then wait a while. Huang Quan was busy at this moment, and he didn't hear the phone ring at all. He was busy all day from morning to night, and finally arranged the villa up and down according to his ideas. But it seems to others that it is unsightly.
The chef who had been booked by the finance and accounting director arrived on time. The door was not closed, but the chef was still very polite and called Huang Quan first. Huang Quan was rummaging in the attic looking for something, and said, "You can come in first, the door is not closed." β
The chef looked at the big villa and felt a little weird because it was so quiet. He reassured himself that he should stop thinking nonsense. There's nothing out of the ordinary. Relax a little. Suddenly a shadow flashed behind him, and he looked back, but there was nothing. He got nervous: there can't be anything! Walking further in, I felt a shadow flashing from the left, and suddenly I turned around, but there was still nothing. "Scare yourself......" the chef muttered to himself. wiped the sweat from his head, and when he turned around, there was a white fluffy thing with a long neck and small eyes standing in front of him, and the huge nose hole was facing him. "Mom!" The chef took a few steps back and sat on the ground. The thing ran away, too. Huang Quan heard something upstairs, but he didn't hear it clearly, so he didn't care about it.
The cook stood up and froze: "I'm scared to death, it turned out to be an alpaca." Rich people are really idle and panicked......"
Pushing the door in, the cook shouted into the room, "Is there anyone?" "Huh? He had just talked to Huang Quan on the phone, how could he shout "Is there anyone?" shouldn't he ask "where are you"? Maybe he was scared a lot by Meng Meng.
"Is anyone home?" The chef asked again. But no one answered. Huang Quan had already heard it upstairs, and hurriedly walked down, but he forgot to say yes.
"It's really good at setting scores...... "The chef said. But he was actually a little scared, although the house was well-lit, there was nothing strange and scary, except for the decoration...... But it's still quite bluffing that no one is in such a big house. The chef rests the bun on the table and spins around the living room. When I saw the photo in the flower ball, I was shocked. I thought: You didn't tell me when you called me here, it turned out to be a funeral banquet......
Suddenly, someone slapped him from behind, and when he turned around, he saw a man with a dark face and thick eyebrows baring his teeth and smiling at himself. What's even more terrifying is that this person is exactly the same as in the photo. "Hell!" The chef fainted instantly.
Huang Quan's black line: "Am I so ugly......"
After a while, the cook woke up and saw Huang Quan, struggling to run, but was held down by Huang Quan. "Hey! See, I'm human! I hired you! β
Only then did the chef calm down: "But the picture ......."
"Look good, art photos, Renaissance style!" Huang Quan didn't understand what he meant, and was still showing off his unique aesthetic.
"Okay......" the chef thought the man was not a ghost, but also a psychopath.
"Without further ado, let's get down to business, my guest is about to arrive." Huang Quan pulled him up. Take him to the kitchen and say, "You can use whatever you want here, and the ingredients have been used before, and they are all here." β
"Let me talk to you about the menu first." The cook said, pulling out a piece of paper. Huang Quan took it and said, "The name of your dish is concise, just one word." β
"You're taking it wrong, it's a sideways ......"
"Uh......" Huang Quan was a little embarrassed. What is this mandarin duck match? β
"French gras grat and Chinese white chicken with my secret sauce." The chef said proudly. "This is my original!"
"Oh. That's what you do to win the tires? Huang Quan asked. He said in his heart that he had never heard of it being original when other people's were put together.
"Huh?" The chef was puzzled.
"Okay, I won't look at it anymore, you're a professional." Huang Quan threw the menu aside: "Anyway, it's just a little bit, tonight's meal is very important, you must do it well." I'll give you a bonus. β
"Don't worry." The chef draws a cross on the chest for assurance. I didn't expect him to be a religious believer, so he was scared like this by Huang Quan just now!
Anna carried a box of mooncakes to He Wei's office to find him. It was already night, but she thought that He Wei must be here. Anna wanted to surprise him.
He Wei really didn't know that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival. Li Dahong came in just now and said, "You're off work, and you're not going back?" β
"One more point, I'll finish it right away." He Wei stared at the computer without raising his head.
"Okay, then I'll go first, and I'll make an appointment to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with me tonight!"
"It's the Mid-Autumn Festival today?" He Wei asked.
Li Dahong smiled and said, "You are dizzy when you write the program, I don't remember this." β
"Oh no, Anna and I made an appointment to spend every festival together." He Wei said nervously. "What's wrong with me," Li Dahong said, "Why don't you go to her now?" β
"But I haven't bought sachets and dumplings yet!" He Wei said. Li Dahong looked at him speechlessly: "Eh...... These two things, one is for the Dragon Boat Festival and the other is for the Lantern Festival, and it is normal not to buy them during the Mid-Autumn Festival. β
"Huh?" He Wei didn't know what he was surprised by, whether it was his confused memory or the profundity of Chinese culture, there were so many festivals!
Li Dahong sighed and said, "Okay, I'll help you, there's a phone number for the mooncake shop here, for you." But if I were Anna, I wouldn't be romantic about eating mooncakes. β
He Wei didn't think about this, he thought it would be good to have moon cakes, and went over to take the business card that Li Dahong gave him. As a result, he tripped over a computer cable under his feet, fell, and overpowered Li Dahong, and his head was placed between Li Dahong's two heads. Coincidentally, Anna just pushed the door in. Seeing all this in front of me, I couldn't believe my eyes. βAnnaοΌβ He Wei was stunned, and the nosebleed came down. Li Dahong hurriedly pushed him away and said, "It's not what you think!" β
Anna came over and put the mooncake box in her hand on He Wei's head, and turned away.
βAnnaοΌ AnnaοΌ He Wei chased him out. Li Dahong sat on the ground and said, "At least she is willing to eat moon cakes as you think." β
Huang Quan waited left and right for a long time, it was already dark, and Shang Xiaxia still didn't come. "Lost?" He comforted himself.
"Mr. Huang, when will I do it, I still have to catch a plane!" The chef urged.
"Okay, you do it first, I'll call and ask." Huang Quan wanted to call Shang Xia Xia and felt that it was inappropriate, so it was better to call Xia Xia's mother. Picking up the phone and seeing that it was Xia Xia's mother's missed call, she quickly dialed it and said with a smile, "Auntie, when are you coming?" β
"Oh, Xiao Huang, I'm sorry, we have something to do, so let's go. I just wanted to tell you, but you can't get through. β
"Ah, that's right." Huang Quan extinguished the fire at that time. "Well, that's fine, I'm just asking. Well, I still have a lot of friends here, I'm going to greet them, hang up. Huang Quan hung up the phone. Looking at the empty house, there was a burst of anger. "I don't believe it, how many people can't be found?" He called Zhang Yang: "Yoko, what's the matter?" Bring Xiaoxiao over, and I'll treat you two to a big dinner. β
On the other side of the phone was: "Ah~~Ah~Force~ Ah-Wait, I'll answer the phone-Hey?" β
Huang Quan's black line: "Yoko, what are you doing?" β
"Lao Huang, we're not going, I'm exercising with Xiaoxiao!" Zhang Yang spoke, and the background was still uh-huh.
"Okay, I see." Huang Quan hung up the phone. In fact, he didn't understand, Zhang Yang and Liu Xiao were really exercising, and they were too idle to practice yoga at home during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I don't know what Huang Quan wants to become.
He called He Wei again, but no one answered for a long time.
In desperation, he had to call the director of finance and accounting: "Where?" Come to my house for the holidays! β
"I'm sorry Mr. Huang, I promised to live with my family."
"Isn't your home from out of town? Your family is here? Huang Quan asked.
"No, it's a few dogs I have, and I agreed to accompany them."
"Okay, okay." Huang Quanxin said, uncle, I'm not even as good as a dog. He went out into the yard, looked at the alpacas running around, and said, "You're with me." Then Meng Meng ran out of the yard. Come back! Huang Quan chased.
When the chef finished cooking, he found that Huang Quan was gone. scolded: "I've never seen such a defaulter!" Looking back at Huang Quan's photo, he said, "Is this all fake?" There's no one here all the time? Mom-" screamed and went out.
The moon and stars are scarce, how many people are reunited tonight, and how many people are heartbroken. On the contrary, on this special day, the feeling of loneliness will be infinitely magnified, making people even more sad.
"Meng Meng - come back!" (To be continued.) )