Chapter 87: Roast Suckling Pig

Hehe.

You're really bothering me!

Chen Aiqing stared at the text on the screen expressionlessly for a while, and rolled his eyes disdainfully.

A dog's day is a dog's day, and even "sorry" is so insincere.

Thinking like this, Chen Aiqing pressed the lock screen button, put the phone back in his pocket, and ignored it.

……

After sending the three WeChat messages to Chen Aiqing, Rong Yi forwarded the photo of the thermos pot to the work group.

These people in the group are the leaders of each team, although several are older than him, but when I usually see him, I am like a chick, and he is very well-behaved.

The photo of the thermos pot was displayed on the screen, and after a while, Rong Yiyi, who was the leader of the group, moved his fingers and began to type.

You're a pig @ everyone: "See the photo of the buckle 1." ”

In less than twenty seconds, everyone in the group, including Ding Zhiyang, sent a "1".

Immediately after, you are a pig @ everyone: "Stay in formation, send a sentence, I don't see it." ”

A row of "I don't see" is displayed on the screen one after another.

Rong Yi first set the nicknames of the group members not to be displayed, and then took a screenshot of the full screen of "I didn't see".

When his subordinates were operating, there was a sudden "drip" sound at the door of the office.

Rong Yi quickly snapped the phone screen on the desktop and raised his head.

Ding Zhiyang walked in with his mobile phone.

"Rongrong, I just found out that your WeChat name has been changed!"

"You're a pig?"

"Rongrong, who are you scolding?"

"Scolding?" Rong Yi frowned in surprise, "Why do you think I'm scolding?" ”

"Isn't it?" Ding Zhiyang blinked, "The last time there was a bug in the program, didn't you say that only pigs would make such low-level mistakes?" ”

Rong supported the table with his elbows and supported his chin with the back of his hand: "The pig who has this IQ to play with the computer is already a genius among geniuses." ”

Ding Zhiyang: ......

I told you all about the co-authorship?

So what else can I say?

Rong Yi picked up the phone again, entered WeChat, and clicked on the chat box at the top: "And don't you think that after watching it for a long time, pigs are also very cute?" ”

Especially the one who was so ruthless that he even scolded himself, the little sow.

Ding Zhiyang rolled his eyes and looked at him with a neurotic look: "If you order a roast suckling pig for me to eat at dinner, I will think you are very cute." ”

Rong Yi stood up calmly, grabbed his mobile phone from the table, and walked straight to the door of the office.

Passing by Ding Zhiyang's side, he slowly dropped a sentence: "Forget about roast suckling pig, I will ask for takeaway overtime at night." ”

Ding Zhiyang stared at his back without giving up: "Can you order roast suckling pig for takeaway?" ”

Tolerance: "The limit is ten yuan, and it can't be more." ”

Ten yuan, you let me eat a hammer, the takeaway I usually order is not even enough for the delivery fee!

……

After walking for a while, he finally found the subway station, and Chen Aiqing swiped the WeChat QR code at the ticket vending machine.

After the payment was successful, the subway ticket jumped out of the ticket machine.

Just when she habitually clicked on the prompt message of WeChat Pay, she suddenly noticed that there was a refund amount before.

Five hundred and seven pieces.

Looking at the refund date, Chen Aiqing remembered.

Isn't this the day she gave her forty cups of coconut sago on the day she had her wisdom teeth removed, and then she returned thirty-nine cups to him?

It was obviously transferred to him in person, why didn't he receive it?

Is it hard to forget?