Chapter 18: Seems to be Talkable, Isn't it?

Zhanlan City is a city with four distinct seasons, this season, the morning is very cool, a breath of air can cool the lungs, and at ten o'clock and eleven o'clock, the sun gradually intensifies, and there is a scorching heat in the warmth.

After getting out of the taxi, I saw a small street that was quite lively, this place is very close to the CBD, so most of them are for office-related supplies, there are a few restaurants and restaurants, but they are not too big, just general fast food snacks.

Ye Lang thought that Shen Meimei's gold medal editor would find some petty bourgeois places, such as a high-end café, or a themed bar or something.

Dodging a takeaway electric car, Ye Lang said in his heart, what time did he start eating, and the scream of his stomach told him that it was almost time to eat.

He secretly laughed at himself, thinking that he could live a leisurely life when he returned to China and try not to interact with people, but he actually dealt with people in the past few days. Of course, he is not such a good talker, and the reason why he was invited by Shen Meili was because when he was talking on the phone before, he vaguely heard Xiao Yi's voice on the other end of the phone.

After walking for a while, he saw the orange sign of the 'good taste fast food' in the distance, which was the meeting place that Shen Meili had made with him.

This store looks pretty good, the façade is clean and tidy, and the large floor-to-ceiling windows are very clean, but they are too deserted and look lifeless.

It's the 'Korean-style delicious' restaurant that is closer to him, the area, decoration, and façade are almost the same, but the people are constantly coming in and out, eating, eating, and taking takeaways, the main reason may also be that there are three eighteen or nineteen-year-old waitresses at the door soliciting customers.

"No wonder business is so bad. ”

Ye Lang smiled, refused the waitress's solicitation, walked into the good taste of fast food, and the angry voice of the waitress who pulled him faintly came from behind him: "Go to that broken restaurant to eat, be careful of gastroenteritis." ”

And he just stopped, and before he turned around, the waitress realized that she was talking too loudly, and her face changed and she hurriedly went to the other side to pull other guests, for fear that Ye Lang would turn around and scold her.

Smiling helplessly, he walked into the good taste restaurant.

The inside of the store is also quite spacious, a bit of Hong Kong-style snacks, the business area is less than 100 square meters, the decoration, tables and chairs are also very clean, the light is also good, but there are too few customers, it looks a little uncomfortable.

However, Ye Lang thinks it's good, he has always disliked going to places where many people are, unless there is a last resort.

"Mr. Ye, here!" Shen Meimei, who was sitting in the middle of the room, immediately beckoned.

It's the same if she doesn't beckon, there are only a few tables in the store, and the blind people can see her......

It was Xiao Yi next to her who made Ye Lang smile with satisfaction in his heart, as he expected, otherwise it would really be in vain.

"Hello, so you're here too. Ye Lang pretended to be surprised and smiled.

"Well, Sister Mei said that I might be better off, and I like the food here. Xiao Yi put down the spoon and stood up, his expression slightly stiff.

It can be seen that she is indeed very introverted, even if she has no precautions against Ye Lang, and she still thinks that others are good, but she still shows a little restraint in her speech and smile, which is similar to the first sentence she said to him a few days ago.

However, he knows that a person with Xiao Yi's personality is actually a kind of slow heat, just talk and be familiar with it.

"As soon as you smell it, you know it's good. Sitting down casually, Ye Lang took a sip of rice.

"Mr. Ye Lang hasn't eaten it yet, right? That's great, you can try the stir-fried pork, crispy vegetable rolls and fried stuffed tofu here. Seeing that Ye Lang seemed to be interested in the food here, Shen Meimei's face bloomed with a smile and quickly introduced the signature dishes of this restaurant.

"Sounds good, okay, just these three, and then let's have a bowl of wontons like Miss Xiaoyi, it looks delicious." Ye Lang tugged at his sleeve casually, looking like he was about to start.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Yi couldn't help but smile beside him.

"Stir-fried pork, crispy vegetable rolls, fried stuffed tofu and three fresh wontons. Shen Meili turned around and shouted to the kitchen.

"Right now!" a voice came from inside.

The dishes were quickly served, Shen Meili didn't eat them, Ye Lang and Xiao Yi chatted while eating, little by little, they were not so rusty, but like friends who had known each other for a long time, they were very comfortable.

The matter of this invitation is very simple, it took Shen Meili for a while to say it, Ye Lang had already guessed that they had no other intersection point except for the theme song of the Mortal Immortals under the moon.

The reason why Shen Meili didn't open her mouth well was because Xiao Yi said that she had a conversation with Ye Lang that day, knowing that Ye Lang was a somewhat arrogant person, and he might not be willing to take out his songs.

In fact, Ye Lang really doesn't care, that day was mainly to attract Xiao Yi's attention, and now that they are acquainted, they can still sit together and eat wontons, even if it is because of business, the relationship has still made some progress.

"Then Mr. Ye Lang, do you agree?" Shen Meili was overjoyed!

"You guys think this song is more suitable, I'm okay with that. Ye Lang nodded and smiled, and then said, "What about the song that was ordered before? ”

"That Mr. Ye Lang don't worry, the upper echelons of the company have already communicated, as long as you are willing to nod. For the mistake of the last selection, the leader also seriously criticized Deng Kai, he didn't expect such a simple truth, and he didn't do the most basic work at all. Shen Meili was very happy to successfully solve the problem of the theme song, "By the way, as for the remuneration for the creation of the song......

"You just have to buy the bill for this meal. Ye Lang said suddenly.

"This ......" Shen Meili was stunned for a moment.

Xiao Yi too, just because Ye Lang promised to use his songs, he was immediately at a loss.

What does that mean?

"Look at what I'm doing, I don't have the money to pay, can't you invite me to this meal as a gratuity? My song won't be so worthless, right?" Ye Lang looked at the two of them.

"No, that's not what it means, Mr. Ye Lang's songs are very popular on the Internet now, so you can get ...... in the honorarium"

Shen Meili was just about to say the price, but Ye Lang raised his hand to stop her and said, "I said before, I wrote this song for my daughter, I don't want money or other impurities in it, as long as you think it's suitable and good, it's fine." ”

Ye Lang's words made Shen Meili a little embarrassed, but she was also very admirable, in her opinion, Ye Lang was only twenty-one or twelve years old and was still a very young man, and he had such a calm character.

The business was quickly over, but in fact, it was not a big deal, just like the nagging that the people in the Northeast said, it was done in a few words, and it was not at all as complicated as imagined.

What followed was some small talk, all of which were inconsequential topics, but Xiao Yi could see that she seemed to have hesitated for a long time about something, and finally walked away after the person at the nearest table finished eating, she plucked up her courage, took her bottle of peanut sauce and said to Ye Lang embarrassedly: "That, happy cooperation." ”

"Cooperation?" Ye Lang blinked, and quickly understood that the cooperation she was talking about was his songs, her comics, "Oh, happy cooperation." ”

Smiled and touched a 'bottle' and took a sip, Ye Lang felt quite interesting, and at the same time, he also felt that the time seemed to be almost over.

It seems that I can tell Xiao Yi about my relationship with her.

In any case, even if it is impossible to call him dad like Xiao Xiao, at least he is the legal guardian, and this relationship is still quite close.

At this time, the door of the store opened, and two people walked in.

A middle-aged man in his forties, with a fat head and big ears. A young man about twenty years old, he looks quite handsome, but his temperament seems a little obscene.

Sure enough, when the young man saw Xiao Yi, that obscene smile ......

The two of them walked towards Ye Lang's table, and the middle-aged man also glanced at Xiao Yi several times first, and then put his eyes on Shen Meimei's face, and said with a smile:

"Boss, you're here too, what about what I said before?