Chapter 113: Digging Behind the Scenes 8

I whispered back, "Who's called?" ”

…… Then, we were silent together.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

My stomach answered directly......

He looked at me sympathetically: "I'll bring you something later." ”

It seems that this squid Tianliang has not yet lost his conscience and has not been completely extinguished, I can't nod my head, I can't stretch out my hand, I can only express my gratitude with teary eyes.

"No need." The always cold and worried voice that had just woken up sounded in my ears, Song Ziyan raised his body and straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes: "Let's go down together." ”

The three of us went to the dining place together, and I kept rubbing my left shoulder along the way, Song Ziyan looked at me several times, and finally asked thoughtfully: "Is it numb?" ”

I complained: "It's still sour." ”

He muttered, "It looks like it won't work later." ”

With tears in my eyes, you finally have a little conscience.

He then muttered, "Then change to the right." ”

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What kind of logical mouth is this!! My spirit crumbled along with my shoulders and I staggered into the dining room. As soon as we entered, the colleagues who had eaten well all stood up and greeted: "General manager! He nodded calmly, and I followed helplessly all the way.

When he arrived at the table and sat down, Manager Tian asked, "It's all a buffet here, I'll buy what the general manager wants to eat." ”

Song Ziyan said lightly: "She knows best what I eat, so let her go." ”

The people around me looked at me with that kind of surprise again, and I pity that my ass is not hot and I have to go to the shop as a junior.

When I arrived at the place where I ordered, I picked up the plate, only to find that my left hand trembled as soon as I held the heavy things, and I could only hold the plate in my right hand and the spoon in my left hand, and clumsily put the dishes on the plate.

was working miserably, the plate in his hand was taken over, and when he looked up, it turned out to be the condescending Song Ziyan.

While serving himself food, he also put on an impatient look: "Why is it so slow? ”

Isn't it because my hands have just been numb from sleep?! I dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, so I could only bow my head and pull out another plate and continue to clumsily serve it to myself.

He rebuked, "Go back and sit." ”

I moved slowly for a while, and I didn't even let me eat!!

I glared angrily, and he glanced at me, "Still not going back?" ”

I immediately put away my angry eyes and walked to my seat in a daze......

Sitting in my seat and watching others eat deliciously, smelling the food in the air, my face collapsed like the national football team. With tears in my eyes, I looked at Manager Tian, who had already bought the meal and lowered his head to eat: "When you finish eating, remember to help me bring some back." ”

He looked at me strangely, "Aren't you in the restaurant right now?" ”

I complained: "The general manager is ......"

"What's wrong with me?" A gloomy voice sounded from the top of his head, and Song Ziyan took two plates and sat down.

I'm sad +1, for a little, I won't be allowed to eat, and I still eat for two!

He sat down slowly and placed a plate in front of me.

I'm sad +2, just don't let me eat it, and put the food under my nose!!

"Hurry up." He said in a deep voice.

I kept my eyes on the plate and swallowed my saliva until Manager Tian stepped on me underneath before I suddenly looked up, and saw Song Ziyan looking at me impatiently, and repeated: "Hurry up and eat." ”

I looked at the fiery food in front of me, full of red peppers that he was grateful for, and then looked at him, a little incredulous: "This ...... This is for me? ”

He pursed his lips and didn't speak, and his expression began to be gloomy.

Afraid that he would change his mind, I hurriedly buried my head in eating, but the more I ate, the more strange it became, I have always been a picky eater, which is one of the reasons why I have to cook at home, because I have had the painful experience of being too picky and being chased by my mother with a spoon. But the five or six dishes on this plate are all my favorites among the ingredients that I don't have much to eat......

Secretly glanced at Song Ziyan, who was dining elegantly and quietly, God really submerged him, so he was so lucky that he even picked a dish so punctually......

After eating, I got into the birdcage again, and Song Ziyan leaned on my right shoulder and slept soundly. I kind of understood, he couldn't get in the car, except that he drove himself and slept as soon as he got in the car, and woke up naturally when the car stopped. No wonder he doesn't participate in this kind of activity "generally", it's because he didn't find a human pillow as good as me!!

Luckily, the human pillows didn't last long in the afternoon, and three hours later we got out of the car and enjoyed the sea breeze. The first impression of Qingdao is that it is clean and fresh. Although the ground is clean there, the air is full of dirt, and a person who sleeps on his back will automatically be dusted with dust. But Qingdao is simply a spotless spaciousness, and breathing seems to be particularly smooth.

Although it is the peak tourist season, the company has pre-booked the hotel and it is not too crowded. I have to be glad that I have entered this company again, there are more than 60 people, the manager and above are single rooms, and the other small employees are also standard two-person suites, so big.

But...... But if you have such a big pen, why is my room missing?!

I asked the front desk in disbelief, "Is there a mistake?" ”

The front desk waiter's voice was very good: "There is absolutely nothing wrong, your company originally booked thirty-two rooms, and the person just came to cancel one." ”

My eyes narrowed and drifted towards the person in her mouth: "Manager Tian, I heard that you just canceled a room reservation?" ”

He nodded: "What's wrong?" ”

"What's wrong?!" I was angry: "No room for me!!" ”

He looked at Song Ziyan who was standing over there, and said ambiguously: "Your room is not ......"

"Nonsense!" Song Ziyan interrupted him with a lock of eyebrows: "Go and order another one." ”

The suspicious expression on Manager Tian's face only flashed, and he went to the front desk again. After a while, he came back with a difficult face: "It's the tourist season, and there are no empty rooms." ”

Song Ziyan said: "Then look at other hotels." ”

Manager Tian went out and made a few more calls and came back, and his face was even more difficult: "The nearby restaurants are all booked, and the rest are too far away." ”

Song Ziyan pondered for a while and said, "In this case, I am one with you, and Qin Qing will live with me." ”

It is estimated that there are some "good things" to be lost, and Manager Tian's fat face collapsed: "General manager, this is not good!" ”

I saw his horizontal meat, and then looked at Song Ziyan's thin skin and tender meat, some GV clips flashed through my mind, and I also lost my voice and said: "Absolutely not!" ”

Manager Tian and I denied it in unison, and Song Ziyan looked at me suspiciously: "Huh? ”

Although you have a bad heart, your skin is too good, which makes the rotten girl who is Yan Kong suddenly rise into a desire for protection, and keeps you away from the clutches of the bald and fat obscene uncle.

The ghost blows the lamp