After Tang Butian finished saying cruel words, she took a sip of milk tea, "Qingyang Taoist is a Taoist priest, and the idol steals Taoist incense." ”

"Yes, hot pot for dinner?"

"Okay."

When Jiang You and Tang Butian walked towards Jiumei Square, Zhang Lin knocked on the door of Xu Jiaqi's room.

Xu Jiaqi stood diagonally at the door, one hand on the doorknob.

Zhang Lin looked into the room, the suitcase was opened and placed on the ground next to the bed, there were a few folded clothes on the bed, and the screen of the mobile phone was on.

He asked, "Packing your bags?" ”

"Sort it out now, and you won't be in a hurry tomorrow morning."

Zhang Lin hesitated, and he said, "There is a dinner party in the evening." ”

"Go eat, I'm not too hungry."

"Jiajia, I didn't make arrangements for this time, and it was the first time I went out on a trip with a girl, I just wanted to live well, and then I wanted to introduce my friend to you, but I was too anxious."

He saw that Xu Jiaqi's expression softened a little.

"We will go back to Tangjiang tomorrow, and it is rare for them to fly from all over the country."

"I'm changing my clothes." Xu Jiaqi said.

Zhang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Jiajia." ”

The door was pushed shut.

Xu Jiaqi walked back to the bed, she found a cashmere skirt, and then picked up her phone.

Her best friend Guo Miaoting asked her on WeChat: What time will you arrive in Tangjiang tomorrow?

Xu Jiaqi: He came to apologize just now.

Guo Miaoting: What did he say?

Xu Jiaqi: He said he hadn't dated a girl before.

Guo Miaoting: Will he lie to you? He came back from the United States, and it was very open.

Xu Jiaqi: Let's go back and talk about it, I'll change my clothes and go to dinner.

She changed into a dark gray cashmere dress and went to the bathroom to brush her hair.

After changing her shoes, she opened the door to her room again.

Zhang Lin was still standing outside the door.

"Let's go." Xu Jiaqi said.

They made their way to the elevator.

Jiang You poured all the luncheon meat into the spicy pot, "The luncheon meat in this house is homemade, and there is very little starch, so you can take it out and eat it when you open it." ”

Tang Butian looked at a spicy pot and a bubble appeared on the surface of the water.

With a pair of chopsticks, he pinched out a piece of luncheon meat.

After eating, she looked at the clear soup pot, "Why hasn't it been opened yet?" ”

"The surface of the spicy pot is a layer of oil, which keeps warm."

"Will the book club kill you?"

Jiang You also took a piece of luncheon meat out, and then he put the old meat slices in, "It will always come out, it's actually quite interesting." ”

"Interesting?"

"Punching in every day, about the same as praying every day, pulling people in, about the same as pulling people into the church, beautifying yourself with the label of reading, being wronged outside, the people in the club will always be patient and warm to comfort you from your point of view, the cohesion of the whole circle is slowly improving, and the world outside the circle is separated, it's fun, right?"

"What happens then?"

The pot of clear soup is boiling.

Jiang You slid the bamboo shrimp down into it, "This must be put in a clear soup pot, if you put it in a spicy pot, the umami will be covered by the spicy taste." ”

He sandwiched a slice of old meat, "This is also cooked, and the fan ring is also such a routine, so I especially like to watch the fan ring fight, I call it the battle of the gods: pseudo." ”

"So what?"

"The faith in the circle, the friction between the circle and the outside of the circle, can be regarded as providing some snacks, but there must always be a purpose for worshipping evil gods, right? Gather the strength of the members? The entry mechanism of this reading club basically screened out those who had IQ and momentum, and those who couldn't do anything could not be sent out as cannon fodder during the war years.

"It's like it's hard for the fan circle to control and evaluate the data, I heard that you have to stay up late on duty when you vote, which traffic has become a superstar by relying on the fan circle operation?"

Tang Butian scooped up a piece of bamboo sunflower shrimp slippery.

"Gods and demons are fed with blood," Jiang You followed and scooped up a piece and put it into the sauce, "There is no such thing as mild, right?" What do you think of me training Jiang Mo to be a star? ”

Tang Butian chewed seriously.

Xu Jiaqi followed Zhang Lin into the small restaurant on the first floor of the hotel.

A small buffet meeting.

Zhang Lin took Xu Jiaqi to sit down at an empty table.

"You sit down for a while, and I'll say hello to them."

Xu Jiaqi nodded.

She looked at the people in the restaurant, all dressed formally.

"Hello, I'm Wu Ya."

Xu Jiaqi turned her head and saw a woman in a black velvet dress standing at the table, she asked, "Can I sit down?" ”

Xu Jiaqi nodded.

"Zhang Lin kept telling us that he found the best girl in the world after returning to China."

Xu Jiaqi felt a little embarrassed when she heard this.

She's thirty-six years old, and she's not a girl anymore.

"I originally thought he was exaggerating, but now when I look at it, I know that he really has a vision."

Xu Jiaqi smiled.

Wu Ya looked at her expression, "You have been here for a few days, what do you think needs to be improved in the facilities and services of this hotel?" ”

Xu Jiaqi had a puzzled expression on her face.

"I'm the one who owns this hotel."

"In this way," Xu Jiaqi understood, she thought for a while, "There was a smell of smoke in the room, I asked the front desk, and she said that this is the feature of the hotel." ”

"Yes," Wu said, "the incense is exclusively imported from the United States. ”

"I have rhinitis and can't open the windows in winter. I think it is the guests who pick the hotel, not the hotel who picks the guests, and incense can be selected rather than mandatory. ”

Wu Ya nodded, "Very good advice, worthy of a university teacher." ”

Xu Jiaqi smiled, "I'm doing administrative work." ”

Zhang Lin came back with two plates of food, and after he sat down, he said, "Jiajia, this is my good friend Wu Ya, who often gives lectures at the university. ”

"Lecture tour?"

Wu Ya nodded, "Regarding the awakening of women's consciousness, I will spare a few months every year to give lectures in various universities, and Huaxia is still lagging behind in this regard. ”

At this time, a man in a gray suit walked to their table, he lowered his head and said a few words in Wu Ya's ear, Wu Ya showed an apologetic smile at Xu Jiaqi, she said, "I'll go out for a while." ”

Xu Jiaqi nodded.

"She's amazing. When I first arrived in the United States, I encountered a lot of difficulties, and she helped me a lot," Zhang Lin looked up at Xu Jiaqi, "Let me take you to meet them?" ”

Xu Jiaqi shook her head, and she said, "Zhang Lin, we are not suitable. ”

"Jiajia, I know I didn't arrange it this time......"

"That's not the reason."

"Why is that?"

"I'm too picky, my personality is not suitable."

"I can change it."

Xu Jiaqi shook his head, "It's my problem, I will transfer the money to you for the cost of this trip." ”

At this time, Wu Ya walked in again, she stood in the middle of the restaurant, her eyes looking at Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin glanced at Xu Jiaqi, and after hesitating for a moment, he stood up and walked to Wu Ya's side.

Speeches, speeches.

Xu Jiaqi quietly watched the interaction between Zhang Lin and his friends.