Naturally, it was another obstruction and noise, and the noise and shouting did not look good.

Knife Moldy stood aside and watched silently, thinking: Even if there is no me, the blessings in this store will be lost by Sister Feng sooner or later.

Just when the clerks were at a loss, Zheng Qian returned. He looked at the commotion in the store and reprimanded: "Smoke miasma! ”

The timid clerk immediately let go of Sister Feng and explained: "Manager, it's Sister Feng who wants to go to Luo Pang to settle accounts..."

"Luo Pang is back?"

"Well, Luo Pang came with his master."

When Sister Feng saw Zheng Qian, she was not as impulsive as she was just now. But the knife in his hand refused to let go.

Zheng Qian waved his hand and told the clerks to step back. His eagle-like eyes lingered on Sister Feng for a while.

Sister Feng took the lead in softening: "Manager, don't persuade me." Ever since my brother left, my days have not been like the walking dead. Now I can't fight the number one in the world, but Luo Fat... Why can Luo Fat, the culprit, still live well. My brother was 24 years old when he left. ”

"24 years old, a person's best youth, why don't you think about it like that."

I don't know how many times Sister Feng read this sentence, at first there were still people who were willing to listen to her suffering, but slowly, everyone became numb and bored after listening to it too much. No one wants to pity her and consume their sympathy.

Sister Feng also became a character like Xianglin's sister-in-law one day later.

But she is different from Xianglin's sister-in-law, Xianglin's sister-in-law only knows how to cry, but she has the motivation to survive, that is-to avenge her brother and make the enemy's life worse than death.

Zheng Qian rarely didn't persuade Sister Feng, a pair of shrewd eyes turned around the store, and said to Sister Feng: "You come with me." ”

Knife mold secretly paid attention to them, only to see that after walking to Zheng Qian's office, he secretly closed the door.

Knife mold can't eavesdrop if he wants to.

But for such a small role, how could he be a fairy?

The unlucky god with great powers picked up the broom leaning against the base of the wall and began to clean up today.

On the other side, after Luo Pang entered the first place in the world, he asked Xiao Ci for a few jars of wine to drink.

Xiao Qizhen couldn't help but feel distressed when he looked at Luo Fat's strength to eat and drink. When Luo Pang took the wine glass and raised his head to finish, Xiao Qizhen snatched the wine glass in his hand: "What are you doing here?" The old cow drinks water. ”

"Such a good wine, you are not afraid of spoiling it."

Of course, Luo Pang knew that this was a good wine, and it was pure and mellow and sweet in his mouth. The belly was warmed by the wine, and it was very comfortable.

Of course, Xiao Ci didn't care about such a little wine, so Luo Pang just let go of the drink. Wait until the food festival and there are many more goodies.

Luo Pang was not polite anymore, and poured a glass of wine at Xiao Ciyao: "Then thank you Boss Xiao." If there's anything I need to do, just ask. ”

In the evening, when the guests dispersed, the world's number one internal members, plus Wan Qianqian, Luo Fat, Xiao Qizhen and others gathered around a large square table to eat. Under Xiao Ci's strong suggestion, a table of people ate hot pot.

Wan Qianqian mixed a sesame hoisin sauce, looked at the boiling chili oil in the copper pot, and drooled greedily.

"I was about to go to Sichuan City to eat hot pot, but I didn't expect to eat here."

"It's lively when people eat hot pot!"

As a hot pot fanatic, Xiao Ci naturally seized every opportunity to eat hot pot.

Of course, he had a bad stomach, and he was caught by Chu Yanling to eat the tomato pot.

"I'll just eat a little, they're red and hot, and I'll eat the pot alone!"

"Nonsense, obviously you are also popular."

"Yes, it's another soulless hot pot!"