"Hahaha." Meng Zhiqiang couldn't help but laugh. You. You're like this. Won't scare opponents away. Only. I'm just going to be laughed to death."

"Cut. What do you know?" Yu Cuiwei stood up. Teacher Qi taught. There must be no mistake. Teacher Qi. Don't listen to him. He's such a person. I don't like anything to look at."

"Do I have it?" Meng Zhiqiang crossed his arms in front of his chest. All right. Don't talk about that. Let's order."

Take the menu. He handed it to his girlfriend Yu Cuiwei first." Cuiwei. You order it first. Wait until you're done. I'll give you two more points."

"Then I just need a sweet and sour fish. Teacher Qi, Sister Lin. You can order it." Yu Cuiwei simply ordered a dish. Just put the menu. It's actually just a piece of paper. You can take a pencil and tick the paper on it. Handed it to Lin Xiaodan.

"Let's order it. I can do it all." Lin Xiaodan handed the menu to Murong Hong again.

Murong Hong looked down. My eyes lit up immediately.

"Signature potstickers. Good. Come in three."

"Three copies. Can you finish eating?"

"Finish eating. I've been digesting really well lately." Murong Hong pouted.

"Ruyun. You. Can your stomach stand it?" Lin Xiaodan, who had not spoken, finally spoke. Aren't you still having diarrhea today?"

"I eat the same with diarrhea. Just because of the diarrhea. That's why I want to eat more. How much to lose. Make up as much as you want." Murong Hong said eloquently.

"Oh. Miss Qi, your stomach and intestines are not digested well. I'm still having diarrhea. Then I might as well eat a food that is a local specialty of ours." Meng Zhiqiang turned his head. asked the little girl who was standing on the side. Do you have a pitchpot plant here? I don't see you have one on the menu."

"Nepenthes. Yes, there is. But no one orders this dish." The little sister frowned. Do you want to stir-fry or add to the soup?"

"Let's stir-fry."

"Okay." The little girl who ordered food is gone.

"Nepenthes. What is this thing?" Murong Hong had never heard of this thing.

"Oh. This is a local specialty of ours. Only in the mountains." Meng Zhiqiang said. My dad and I used to be collecting medicine in the mountains. Dig this pitcher plant often. This grass. It's for chickens. That's why it's called the pitcher plant."

"Poof." Yu Cui almost squirted out the tea in her mouth." Zhiqiang. Please. You're going to let us eat this grass."

"You don't know anything. This pitcher plant. It is mainly used for the treatment of kidney deficiency and liver hyperactivity. It's a good medicinal food." Meng Zhiqiang said. But. A lot of people don't know. This herb can also cure gastrointestinal disharmony."

"You and your dad have gone up the hill to dig grass before." Yu Cui was slightly stunned. Your dad is a doctor."

"No. Can only be counted as a barefoot doctor. My dad used to have a bad stomach. It was only after eating this pitcher plant that I gradually got better." Meng Zhiqiang said. My dad also sued me. If this copentine plant is combined with the special medicine in the temple of the medicine ghost king Bodhisattva on Yuanbao Mountain. It can cure all diseases."

"Ahh What the. Medicine Ghost King Bodhisattva Temple." Murong Hong was stunned.

"yes. That is a temple on Yuanbao Mountain. There is a Bodhisattva called the Medicine Ghost King in the temple. I used to go up the mountain with my father. Been to that temple. Heard. The bodhisattvas there are very spiritual. A cure for all diseases." Meng Zhiqiang took a sip of tea. But. I don't believe it anymore. If only it could cure all diseases. Do you need hospitals and doctors to do that?"

"That's it. That's feudal superstition." Yu Cuiwei also nodded. All right. I'd like to try this pitcher plant too."

"You still don't want to eat it."

"Why?"

"That grass doesn't taste very good. It's kind of like."

"What. That's what you order." Yu Cui frowned slightly.

The dish is up. Murong Hong held chopsticks. Just clip a few pitcher plants.

But. The pitcher plant is placed in his mouth. The first feeling is: I want to vomit.

Paralyzing. What is this? Why does this smell of poop? Why are the people here so weird. You think such a stinky thing is food on the table.

But Meng Zhiqiang picked up chopsticks. Chewed it unhurriedly. And nodded.

"Zhiqiang. Isn't this stuff delicious?" Yu Cuiwei asked.

"It's fine. You eat and eat. Just get it."

"Really." Yu Cuiwei picked up the chopsticks. Clip a few. Just put it to your mouth.

But. She immediately shook off the pitcher plant that had been put to her mouth.

"What is this? It smells so bad."

"Have you ever eaten stinky tofu. Stinky tofu just smells stinky. It's delicious." Meng Zhiqiang chewed the pitcher plant with relish. Said.

"Forget it. I smell nauseous. Stopped eating. I'll eat sweet and sour fish." Yu Cuiwei still stretched out her chopsticks to the sweet and sour fish that looked appetizing.

Murong Hong didn't eat the pitcher plant either. Instead, he looked at Lin Xiaodan beside him.

Didn't expect. This Lin Xiaodan also lowered his head. Chewing on that pitcher plant little by little. Didn't say anything. Very quiet.

Odd. Why has Meng Zhiqiang and Lin Xiaodan never interacted at all? As soon as Meng Zhiqiang saw me and Lin Xiaodan. But they only talk to me. But he didn't say a word to Lin Xiaodan.

Maybe. It's because Lin Xiaodan is introverted. She doesn't open her mouth herself. How can people talk to her?

"Miss Qi. Don't you eat it. Don't you have diarrhea? Eat this. Promise you won't pull again." Meng Zhiqiang looked at Murong Hong. Said.

"Okay then." Murong Hong had no choice but to bite the bullet. The pitcher plant that smells like to vomit. I just stuffed it in my mouth.

Didn't expect. This pitcher plant is chewed in the mouth. And it doesn't have any special taste. But after a few more bites. Instead, it feels a bit like mint-like freshness.

Not bad. Then I'll take a few more bites.

Unconsciously. Murong Hong ate several bites of chicken coveniter.

Of course. He didn't experience anything special. The food has not yet been absorbed into the body. It shouldn't have an immediate effect.

But. Murong Hong's gluttony came up.

The three plates of potstickers came up. Murong Hong was also not polite. Three under five divided by two. I ate up one of the potstickers.

This one. Meng Zhiqiang and Yu Cuiwei were stunned.

"I said. Teacher Qi. You. You're eating too hard." Yu Cui looked at Murong Hong in surprise. Aren't you still struggling with your stomach?"

"Ruyun. You can't eat less." Lin Xiaodan also frowned.

"Oh. I'm sorry. I've eaten all of you." Murong Hong was eating. Wipe your mouth." These plates of potstickers. It's all on my head. Younger sister. Three more sets."

"What. Three more sets." Yu Cuiwei was so surprised that she almost fell off her chair.

Less than a moment. Those plates of potstickers on the table. Almost all of them were swept away by Murong Hong alone.

The remaining three people. They all looked at this "lady" who didn't care about her image. They simply can't associate this beauty with the "big stomach". But. It's all like this. It's really an out-and-out big stomach. No. This is simply a hungry ghost king who has just been released from prison.

"You all eat. Why are you looking at me like that?" Murong Hong was overwhelmed. I hiccuped." I'm so embarrassed. I. I ate all the potstickers."

"Teacher Qi. You. Are you the reincarnation of the Pure Altar Messenger?" Yu Cui's mouth opened wide in surprise.

"Messenger of the Altar of Purification. Who is the messenger of the altar of purification?" Murong Hong touched his head.

"Who else. It's Zhu Bajie." Yu Cui pouted slightly. You eat so much in one sitting. I'm not afraid to become a fat woman."

"Cuiwei. How can you talk like that?" Meng Zhiqiang couldn't help but want to laugh. How can someone be Zhu Bajie? There's such a beautiful Zhu Bajie."

"Oh. I thought she was a beauty that Zhu Bajie turned into." Yu Cui shook her head slightly. Expressing incomprehension of this big foodie.

"What. Miss Qi is leaving." Hear this. Meng Zhiqiang raised his head.

In addition to eating. Chatting is an essential part of this kind of dinner. This is one difference between humans and pigs. Pigs will only eat. I don't talk while eating.

"yes." Murong Hong hiccuped. Our company just doesn't like me. Just because I kicked that pervert. Oh. No. It's two feet. She fired me. Oh. No. I fired her squid myself."

"I'm not unfamiliar there. What's the big deal? I've sold 20 houses in one day, 20 houses, no matter what, you're going to keep me for the sake of my results." He continued. But she doesn't. You have to drive me away. Hum. Murong Xue's little girl. Why do you want to find someone like this to be the director here?"

"Murong Xue." Lin Xiaodan, who had not spoken, raised his head. Is it the general manager of the group company?"

"That's right. It's not her or who. I'll tell you. Because I have offended her in the past. And she drove me here. Hum. This little girl. It used to be a pervert to be my leader. Now let a dead woman take care of me. She's clearly trying to run me off." The more Murong Hong thought about it, the more angry he became.

"You offended the general manager of the group." Yu Cui was slightly stunned. Why?"

"No, it's not." Murong Hong hesitated. Never mind. Say no more."

"Just say it."

"Cuiwei. Don't ask anyone." Meng Zhiqiang interjected. Miss Qi. Since you don't want to work here anymore. That. Simply. You'll find another company. With the ability to sell 20 houses a day. It's not popular somewhere."

"That's it. Teacher Qi. Don't fret. Work in a different place. It's only going to get better." Cuiwei also nodded.

"Miss Qi. I have a friend who also works for a real estate company." Meng Zhiqiang said. Or. I recommend you go to him. I believe. to your abilities. You can definitely get this new job."

"Really. Zhiqiang. It's just wonderful. Teacher Qi. You just go to Zhiqiang's friend's company. You're going to have to take a good look at it in the future. I'm mad at that narcissist." Yu Cui shook her head slightly. Said.

"Narcissist." Murong Hong was stunned.

"Don't you know. This even Twilight is a narcissist. Look in the mirror in the office every day. Every time she visits the sales department, she inspects it. Always look at it for half a day in a place where there are mirrors. Even. Even the reflective stone pillars are not spared. It's not narcissism. That's still what."

"Hahaha." Murong Hong laughed. Narcissist. Well. Somewhat. No. The more I think she's the case. Narcissistic dead eight women."

"Originally. She's a narcissist."

"Mr. Meng. What kind of company is that friend of?" Murong Hong asked.

Now he. You have to find a new job as soon as possible.

"Oh. That friend of mine works for the Dragon City Group."

"What. Longcheng Group.". Murong Hong was stunned.

Longcheng Group. Don't. Is it the Longcheng Group that bid for the project with the Qiangsheng Group that day?

"Yes. My friend is the deputy general manager there. His name is Han Sheng." Meng Zhiqiang nodded.

"Han. Manager Han." Murong Hong was stunned??????