At this time, it was close to noon, and the guests in the club gradually increased, Zhou Qiaofang deliberately chose a restrained and quiet position on the third floor that was neither a private room nor a private room to sit down, because the club was a real-name consumption, and most of the people who came to the third floor were platinum-level VIPs.

Soon, the waiter brought Zhou Qiaofangfei's favorite Romanée Conti red wine and a glass of Zhou Qiaofangfei's Blue Mountain coffee that was characteristic of Mai Gao when he entered the door.

Cheng Cheng's mobile phone rang at this time, and she quickly picked it up, "Ouyang Feng, how is the situation over there?" ”

Ouyang Feng on the other side of the phone smiled easily, "Don't worry, Boss, Aunt Cotton's family has arrived, and besides, her ability to bear it is really not ordinary, except for the fact that her blood pressure is a little high and she is a little excited, everything else is fine, she is lying on the hospital bed and crying and asking me to turn on the computer to help her see the cotton market." ”

Cheng Cheng was stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

"It means," Ouyang Feng secretly pointed the microphone at the female customer in the ward, "Listen-

Lad... Don't you often call me a cotton hero...... Turn on your computer...... I... I've got to work with... Oh my cotton...... Wife, let my son transfer money, I... The margin is just short... Millions... Can't break ......" a miserable but energetic soprano fluttered in the microphone.

Since then, Cheng Cheng hung up the phone with a sigh of relief.

Zhou Qiaofang saw the corners of her mouth raised, so he smiled and asked in a low voice, "Feel at ease?" ”

Cheng Cheng glanced up at him - Zhou Qiao Fangfei's eyes were as gentle as water, her heart moved, and the tense expression on her face was a little unbearable, so she had to pull the corners of her mouth and look out the window.

Zhou Qiaofang was not afraid that she would think about it too much and didn't continue to ask, just smiled and took a sip of wine, and he opened the topic and talked about the origin of coffee.

Listening to what he said interestingly, Cheng Cheng picked up the coffee and just wanted to taste it, but because the coffee was too hot, her hand shook and spilled out dangerously, and when she put it back on the table, the force was too great, so that the coffee splashed a lot.

"Did it get hot?" Zhou Qiao Fangfei was so nervous that he went into cardiac arrest, hurriedly came around and grabbed her hand to look through it carefully, and was relieved when he was sure that there was nothing to do, "Fortunately, it's not hot." After speaking, he raised his hand and motioned to Mai Gao, who was looking at it from a meter away, to approach, "You are getting better at making coffee." ”

"To be a man, you must pursue and keep improving." McGoard hurriedly made a gesture of lowering his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes. He understands that only in this way can he reduce the innocent anger of the beautiful man Chow Tai Meinan, who is eager to protect his beauty.

"Since there is a pursuit, what about the Blue Mountain pearl beans you brought back from Jamaica? Leave it to sprout? ”

"That, I'll ......" Mai Gao was staring at Cheng Cheng to study, and the afterglow in the corner of his eyes suddenly swept to Zhou Qiaofang's displeasure that was gradually closing in his eyes, and quickly changed his words, "I'll serve it in five minutes!" ”

"Really?" Zhou Qiaofang raised his eyebrows and looked at Mai Gao, who was wiping the table, and said lightly, "Then how about packing another copy of the Hawaiian Kona coffee beans you took back last week?" ”

"Of course...... Good! After speaking, Mai Gao was afraid that Zhou Qiaofang would still have a request, so he hurriedly said "Kneel down" and quickly retreated.

"It is said that watching a comedy performance helps to relax the spirit," Zhou Qiaofang asked with a meaningful smile, "I wonder if someone's mood has cleared up?" ”

Cheng Cheng, who had watched the comedy, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes were covered with a little smile, and just about to say something, a vinegary female voice suddenly sounded above his head, "This is your sweetheart?" ”

[I wish all readers a happy new year and all the best - belated Spring Festival blessings!] Hehe, because the automatic update was set up to go wrong, it was broken for a few days, and Flying Fish is sorry here! Start the normal update today! Also, the Spring Festival Flying Fish sent tens of thousands of red envelopes on WeChat, I don't know if it is rain and dew, oh, readers who have not added WeChat, if you like to meet friends with text, Flying Fish welcomes you]