The chat box has not moved.

The smile on Zhuo Jiu's face was even worse, in his opinion, although the attitude he had shown before was single, it was undoubtedly extremely effective.

Especially that set of combination punches, it hit the soft underbelly directly, so that until now, the coffee has not replied.

"Next, give in, and then, give me a price increase......"

Zhuo Jiu muttered, looking forward to it.

Wangjing, the terminal headquarters.

The coffee, which Zhuo Jiu thought had been pinched, was eating snacks with a calm face on his feet.

After casually flipping through the gossip on the Internet, she seemed to have thought of something and switched back to the chat box.

"Tut-tut......"

Looking at the large paragraphs of text sent by Zhuo Jiu, she just smiled disdainfully, then took out a tissue and wiped off the remaining oil stains on her hands.

Hit the keyboard and reply: "Okay, big, then we have a chance to work together again." ”

Then he closed the dialog box and looked at the clock on the side.

"Oops, it's all here, it's time to get off work......"

……

in the room.

Zhuo Jiu looked at the conversation in the chat box with a stunned expression.

Shouldn't this plot develop like this?

According to what he envisioned, this coffee should not be intimidated by his domineering spirit, and then crying and shouting to raise the price for himself, and then desperately trying to sign himself, how could this be?

He didn't understand.

Subconsciously, he wanted to reply, but when his fingers touched the phone screen, the coldness still made him calm down instantly.

"No, you can't be in a hurry!"

He lowered his head and pondered, "Sample, you're still playing with me here!" ”

Smiling, he tossed his phone aside, then lay flat on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

After all, this day was still too long for him......

And the appearance of coffee, for him, is just a trivial episode experienced in a long day.

Although it set off a little waves, it didn't hurt after all, and he didn't take writing books as a necessity in his life anyway.

As for this abrupt conversation, he also has his own judgment:

It's more likely that coffee needs to be applied up, after all, this kind of thing is not something that a small editor like her can decide.

After thinking about it, he still picked up his mobile phone, opened the codeword software, and prepared to code a few words casually in the dead of night.

It was only a few words that he put down his phone again...... Because he found that he couldn't calm down at this time.

After all, you still care a little, right?

He said secretly, then sighed.

Helplessly tossing and turning in bed, constantly switching software, passing the time, until the sky outside was slightly bright, he fell asleep.

……

This night, I slept until noon.

When they came, he hurried to the market and prepared all the ingredients and ingredients.

Fortunately, most of the ingredients he wants to buy are those frozen ingredients, so he doesn't have to rush to buy them early, anyway, when the marinade is poured out, the taste will not be much different from those fresh.

When he returned to the hotel, he began to marinate it.

Fortunately, he was already familiar with the old man and Qing Yao, so there was no problem in borrowing the kitchen.

According to the recipe, he quickly processed all the ingredients, and the rest was to boil for a long time to absorb the flavor, and he could be regarded as making time to stay at the front desk boredly, killing time.

"Wow......"

The sound of dull footsteps sounded.

Zhuo Jiu raised his head and saw that the first brother was slowly coming down from the upper floor.

His face was still gloomy, but his condition was obviously much better than the previous few days, and he should have been a little stricken, so he didn't look as embarrassed as he was that day.

When he saw Zhuo Jiu, he was a little surprised, but he still nodded at him slightly.

"Get out?" Zhuo Jiu got up and greeted politely.

"Hmm."

The first brother hesitated slightly, and his eyes wandered: "Just ...... Just go out and find something to eat. ”

"So early?"

"Well, I didn't eat at noon."

"Oh."

Both fell silent at the same time.

In the hall, the atmosphere was inexplicably a little awkward, probably because there was Mengmeng as a buffer before, so the communication between several people was quite smooth, but now, only the two of them remained...... The atmosphere, on the contrary, has become weird.

After hesitating for a moment, the first brother scratched his head and took another step, "Then, then I'll go out first!" ”

Zhuo Jiu nodded and watched him walk out of the door.

In fact, he was still a little curious, what happened between Brother Yi and Mengmeng, but at this time he was also in a mess, so he could only secretly guess in his heart.

In this way, squatting at the front desk, it was not until late at night that the figure of the first brother reappeared.

However, at this time, his state is completely different from before:

The face was excited, the steps trembled slightly, and there were even a few touches of flushing on the face, which had not yet faded.

As soon as he entered the door, he didn't rush upstairs, but just swayed to Zhuo Jiu and sat down, tilting his head, squinting his eyes slightly, and looking out of the world.

As he entered, a strange smell began to fill the air.

Obscene, sticky, with an inferior sweetness, like bursting hormones, inexplicably a little sultry.

Zhuo Jiu looked at the first brother who seemed to have lost his mind in a daze, a little unfamiliar.

He's not a serious guy either.

So he could probably guess what he was doing before.

It's just that this contrast, after all, is a little bigger, and after contact, the impression that the first brother gave him was that he was a fairly cheerful teenager, although he was occasionally a little gloomy, and he seemed to be thoughtful.

But now, it shows a kind of obsession, with a little debauchery and lewdness for no reason......

It took a long time for him to breathe a sigh of relief and slowly wake up from his chaotic state.

He sniffed and turned his head to look at Zhuo Jiu, "Are you making lo-mei?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhuo Jiu subconsciously responded and explained: "No, I'm going to go out of the stall tomorrow, let's marinate those ingredients today." ”

"It's good, it's good."

The first brother gave a dry polite snort, and then lowered his head again, thoughtfully.

His conversation was obviously not very high, and his previous remarks were only based on the most basic politeness.

After a moment of silence, he stood up and pointed upstairs, "Then I'll go upstairs first." ”

"Well, hey......"

"Huh?"

The first brother stopped and looked at Zhuo Jiu suspiciously.

Zhuo Jiu lowered his head weakly, his eyes flickered, and after thinking about it, he still shook his head, "No, it's nothing." ”

"Hmm."

The first brother turned around again, walked on a vain footstep, and returned to the room.

Close the door, and it's two worlds again.

He stared at the pile of money on the table in a daze, his eyes glazed.

The money Mengmeng left him, he has never been willing to use.

It's not reluctant, maybe it's because Mengmeng's departure has given them a different meaning.

It is like a wound on the heart, which can be touched, but it can never be erased.