one night love

They got out of the subway, took a taxi for another ten minutes, and at least swarmed into the store before they fainted from hunger.

"Sir, don't be so hasty," the waitress girl said authentic Trump, and stopped them at the door, "Don't panic, where's your number?"

Fatty Liang quickly took out his mobile phone, found his information on Meituan, and sent it to his little sister.

"It's the seat reservation number, not the group-buying ticket," the little girl said with a grim expression.

Fatty Liang turned pale with shock: "It's not the same thing?"

Everyone looked at him in unison, what kind of IQ is this?Isn't it purely courting death to go to the old restaurant to eat hot pot before the meal time and not reserve a place in advance?

Fatty Liang was breaking out in a cold sweat. He touched the back of his neck and smiled a little forcedly. It's all right now. He thought to himself, this is only the first day, and he offended the boss.

"It's okay, there are a lot of hot pots in this street, why don't we change families?" Lin Zifeng said with a smile, making it impossible to tell if he was unhappy.

"Don't, just eat this." Fang Yue, who had been silent for a long time, stepped forward with one foot and raised her chin at the little girl, "Is your boss Mo here?"

The little girl was stunned for a few seconds: "Here, on the second floor."

Hearing this, Fang Yue took out her mobile phone and called Mo Xiaobei: "Come down, find me a table, I'll bring someone to eat hot pot."

Fang Yue herself couldn't explain why there were so many hot pot restaurants in the city, why did Lin Zifeng choose this one invested by his brother.

Later Fang Yue said to Lin Zifeng, do you remember the first time our department went out to eat hot pot?Let me tell you, this is a fucking destiny, don't struggle Lin Zifeng, you can't beat God.

Get the hell out, Lin Zifeng thought of the hot pot in his mouth, and wanted to beat him to death.

The old shop's butter hot pot tastes spicy and spicy. The water in the big iron pot is rolled with pepper branches and chili cubes, and it is red, like a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire. You will never stop being spicy.

Lin Zifeng only ate a few pieces of Melaleuca tripe and felt his stomach was on fire, and regretted that Fang Yue didn't ask for a mandarin duck when he ordered the bottom of the pot just now.

Fang Yue asked, "Oh, does anyone want clear soup?"

Just as Lin Zifeng was about to speak, Fang Yue whispered, "Women only eat clear soup pots."

Lin Zifeng was bending over to tie his shoelaces at that time, and happened to be next to him, and he really heard it.He straightened up and wanted to refute, don't we still have two little girls who are interns with us?

Unexpectedly, the little girl smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "We don't need it."

Lin Zifeng closed his half-opened mouth.

"Brother Lin, do you want to order a mandarin duck hot pot?" Fatty Liang smiled, "This one is really spicy."

Lin Zifeng's compulsion was inexplicably aroused by the words "lady" and "very hot", and he didn't believe in evil!Although I am not a local, I have lived in this city for more than ten years. What haven't I seen?How about a hot pot?How spicy can it be?Can it make people's chrysanthemums hot?

With this in mind, he leaned back in the chair and raised his legs chicly: "No, it's better to be spicy."

Fang Yue let out a sigh, turned her head and said to the little girl, "Come here, it's spicy."

Lin Zifeng has a big head.

"Why don't you eat it?" Fang Yue picked up a chopsticks of beef slices and put them into her bowl, "I'm getting old if I don't eat it."

Lin Zifeng's mouth was almost numb, and he didn't want to talk at all, so he kept pouring tea into his mouth.

Fang Yue stared at him for a while, then laughed, and asked the little girl to bring a few bottles of Weiyi, chose a bottle that was not particularly cold and stuffed it for Lin Zifeng, and whispered in his ear: "If you are afraid of spicy food, tell me earlier. .”

Lin Zifeng didn't have time to quarrel with him, so he grabbed the bottle of life-saving elixir and drank half of it in one go, the burning sensation in his mouth finally eased a lot.

Fang Yue looked at Lin Zifeng's reddened eyes from the stimulation, and felt that it was both funny and sinful, since she couldn't eat such a spicy food and had to hold on.This is great, I'm afraid I can't eat anything from this pot of food.

After the hot pot boiled down for a round, Fatty Liang, a good-natured fellow, started to encourage everyone to toast Lin Zifeng.Fang Yue's heart skipped a beat, he had seen Lin Zifeng's wines before, if he went crazy in a hot pot restaurant, it would be fine.

"Hey, hey," he picked up his chopsticks and tapped the side of the pot, "Brother Lin is allergic to alcohol, don't you know that if you drink too much, you will be sent to the hospital? I think you are doing it on purpose, right?"

hold head high?I do not know?I haven't heard of it... Fatty Liang shrank his neck and picked up a bottle of Weiyi from the ground: "Brother Lin is young and promising! Brother, I will drink with milk today, toast you! I hope that under your leadership, our department's performance will be even better." Do better!"

Lin Zifeng didn't express much about Fang Yue's rescue, just nodded, picked up the glass bottle with the bottom left at hand, touched the fat man, and prepared to take the last sip of drink.As soon as he put it to his mouth, Fang Yue stopped him: "The last bit is full of milk dregs, don't drink it." He opened a new bottle with his teeth and handed it to him.

Lin Zifeng looked at the bottle of soy milk, hesitated for two seconds, reached out to take it, and said thank you.

Fatty Liang finished his respect, followed by the team leaders and team members of several other teams, as well as the new interns.

Lin Zifeng drank with them for a while, each took a sip, and the bottle almost ran out.After drinking the soy milk, they chatted about the company's business and customers, and Fang Yue was listening, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

"What? You don't respect me and you don't talk?" He squinted his eyes and looked at Fang Yue, who was focused on eating beside him, with a slightly dissatisfied tone, "There are no rules."

Fang Yue chewed the piece of chicken liver in her mouth, and it took a long time to swallow it: "How boring is it to drink milk here, and we will drink it alone? I invite you."