High point

People are really strange animals.

Sometimes moods and feelings are not completely controlled by the brain.

If you are not aware of it, the behavior of the people next to you will almost only be regarded as ordinary behavior in routine communication; but if you have relevant thoughts, you will always think more unconsciously, and you will easily overreact to a little thing.

For example, the last time I ate at Mr. Huo's house, he had picked up vegetables for himself; now that Mr. Huo is also picking up vegetables for himself, Su Ling felt a little uncomfortable. Mr. Huo could easily see what he liked. No matter what kind of dishes, although the frequency of serving dishes is not high, they are always when Su Ling just finished eating a certain bite and needs to add some food next moment.

Mr. Huo... How much does he really care about?He didn't stop eating by himself, and he observed himself so carefully here.

Su Ling's food tastes light, and Hangzhou cuisine, which does not pursue complicated but well-controlled tastes, suits his taste very well.

I used to find this restaurant when I was in school, and I came here a lot. Later, I drove over by myself after a few years, and found that it was still open (probably related to the constant innovation of Hangzhou Cuisine Association). Sometimes Xunkong would come here with friends and classmates while eating.

I called before I came here just now, the boss is familiar with Su Ling, and thanking him for always taking care of the business, he helped him arrange the best seat by the window.

Today I ordered West Lake Vinegar Fish, Lion Head, Longjing Shrimp, Pearl Taro Cake, Tofu and Water Shield Soup, and a Bamboo Leaf Steak. Half of the dishes were ordered by Mr. Huo. The first three he ordered were all Su Ling’s favorites. , Su Ling made the decision to order a few more. Su Ling treats guests, after all, the dishes cannot be too small, and the Hangzhou dishes are originally small, so it shouldn't be a waste for two people to eat.

Su Ling asked: "Mr. Huo, the food here is relatively light, are you used to it?"

Mr. Huo said: "It's pretty good. Although I'm from the north, I also love the serenity and delicacy of Zhejiang cuisine. But I found that your taste is still a bit bland. Haven't you been eating well in the north in recent years?" I hugged him that day , Such a tall person doesn't even weigh much, and he is indeed a little thin.

Su Ling didn't deny it either: "Indeed, there are quite a few delicious places, but there are not many places that really suit your appetite. Most of the time, we usually eat out with customers, and we should take care of their tastes; or we usually eat downstairs in the company. Just eat a work meal and fill your stomach." There are too many busy times, so I can only minimize the number of times I have an empty stomach, and I don't want to make myself too delicate. As time goes by, Su Ling will only regard eating something he likes as a rare treasure. Extravagant, it sounds unbelievable, the boss of a company can't even eat well, but this is indeed the truth.

Mr. Huo frowned slightly, and he said, "You don't care enough about your body and appetite. How much time can you spend eating? To put it bluntly, you are lazy. Don't be so polite when eating with me in the future. Just ask I like it."

Su Ling felt a little bitter in his heart, and it was so reasonable to be "reprimanded" by such a gentle one. Didn't he think about what happened to him a long time ago?But no matter how you face him, you can no longer be polite.He replied: "Of course, today I am not polite to Mr. Huo."

Mr. Huo nodded and didn't speak any more. He just added a piece of pork ribs with the best meat quality to his bowl.

Just as Su Ling was about to reach out to the chopsticks on the plate, he moved them, but they still fell into his own bowl. He picked up the piece he picked up, and put it in his mouth.In this case, even saying thank you is a bit hypocritical, right?

As Mr. Huo said, it really doesn't take much time to eat a meal. After more than an hour, the two of them came out of the restaurant. This time, Su Ling successfully paid for the meal. Guaranteed that this store is not Mr. Huo's property (Author: Why are you being polite to your brother? His is yours. Su Ling (completely ignoring the author): What do you know).

Mr. Huo sent Su Ling to the company. Su Ling thanked him and was about to get out of the car when Mr. Huo stopped him.

"Su Ling."

"Ok?"

"Don't be too late at night, go back early."

Su Ling does have to work overtime at night. This Saturday, all employees of the company will have to work overtime. Su Ling will make an appointment with Wu Hang to play ball tomorrow afternoon. In addition, he will not be at the company next week. There are indeed many things to do, so overtime work is inevitable.But Mr. Huo knows him so well. The last time he was sick, he had someone drive the car from the airport to the company. Although he said he needed to rest more, he never forced others to do things. This is how to get along with Mr. Huo The most comfortable place.

"Okay." Su Ling agreed, got out of the car, and before closing the door, looked back at Mr. Huo: "Then drive carefully."

Mr. Huo gave him a deep look, which replaced his caress.

However, Su Ling was a little shocked by this heavy gaze. He didn't speak for a while, and stopped the hand that was about to close the car door.

After the eyes intertwined for a few seconds, Mr. Huo spoke first, with a hoarse voice: "Go."

Su Ling seemed to wake up from a dream, the embarrassment in his eyes was concealed by lowering his head, and he gently closed the car door.

Seeing the car drive away slowly, Su Ling pursed her lips.

Horsway watched Su Ling walk into the building in the rearview mirror, stepped on the accelerator, and the black Audi disappeared into the night.

The next day, after having a light meal in the downstairs restaurant with several managers of the company, and taking away the soccer uniform and sneakers prepared by the secretary for Su Ling, Su Ling hurried to the stadium again.

The secretary booked a good sports club, and Su Ling would accompany the client to play bowling there.

When Su Ling got there, he was still late for a while. Wu Hang and other young people were already doing warm-up exercises there.

Su Ling quickly changed his clothes and entered the arena. Wu Hang threw the ball to him: "Shoot a few shots first, or you will be injured easily." Pointing to a few tall and healthy boys beside him: "The yellow hair is big Y, The one wearing the James jersey is Bluetooth, the one wearing the hat is Fan Fan, and the one who is tying the shoelaces is Crab, they are all my high school classmates—hey!" Wu Hang called them over.

"This is Su Ling, big boss, haha." Wu Hang said jokingly.

The yellow-haired Big Y looked at Su Ling and said to Wu Hang, "Hotpot, I thought it was an uncle from your description before, but I didn't expect him to be such a handsome brother! Hello, my name is Ye Lan." It seems This Ye Lan is the most mature among these children, and she can speak quite well.It turns out that Wu Hang's nickname is hot pot, which is quite fun.

"James" smiled and said with a dimple on his mouth: "Brother Su, I'm Lan Ya."

Fan Fan took off his hat and threw it aside, his hair curled up naturally: "Brother Fan Xin."

The crab wearing Jordan boots stretched out his hand lazily: "Pang Lu."

Su Ling shook her head and smiled: "Hello, there was a traffic jam just now, it's a bit late, I'll treat you to dinner tonight, but why is Wu Hang called hot pot?"

Wu Hang heard his question and glared at him.

Ye Lan laughed loudly: "Because this kid likes to eat hot pot very much, every time he says please eat, it's always hot pot, whether it's Dai style hot pot or Chongqing hot pot, or Jinsuizi Yipin hot pot, Donglaishun or something, when we hear him now If you want to treat him to a meal, just say, 'Can I skip the hot pot, buddy'? As time goes by, I call him hot pot."

Wu Hang threw the ball to him: "What nonsense, hurry up and start playing!"

Ye Lan took the ball handsomely, and said to Su Ling softly, "This kid is actually shy, haha."

Su Ling watched them fight with a smile, and thought: It's nice to be young.

After rock-paper-scissors, they were finally divided into two teams: the first team of Su Ling, Ye Lan, and Pang Lu; the first team of Wu Hang, Fan Xin, and Lan Ya.

Three-on-three basketball, also known as "bullfighting" (very vivid), is flexible, does not require a high number of people, and can be played with only half a basketball court, so it is very popular among teenagers.

Some rules of three-on-three games are different from those of five-on-five full-court games (that is, the regular ball games we usually see). After that, the scoring side serves the ball at the top of the arc; for example, the 30-second violation rule is changed to 20 seconds; People who like too many little tricks).Of course, sponsored competitions and school-level competitions across the country will have different interpretations of the rules, but generally speaking, three-on-three is still very interesting.

At the end of halftime, Su Ling's team was temporarily behind by three points, Su Ling asked the staff to bring water to everyone.

As soon as halftime was played, the shots of several young people were basically obvious. For example, Wu Hang played really well, bounced well, grabbed rebounds well, moved well, and was flexible outside, and he was also good at three-pointers. Yes, it is indeed as he said: both inside and outside; Ye Lan has comprehensive skills and a sense of teamwork, which is very rare; Cute, but the style of play is quite fierce, especially the fast break awareness is very strong, basically unimpeded in the basket; and Lan Ya is very good at dribbling, running fast, three-pointers should be the most accurate among these children of.Su Ling praised: "Sure enough, they are all from the school team. You played very well. I also learned from you today. Ha ha."

Lan Ya showed her dimples and said: "Brother Su, you play very well. You said that you haven't played for a long time, and you really don't believe it."

Wu Hang said: "This guy wakes up every morning for morning jogging, is his physical strength weak?"

Ye Lan flicked his head: "Don't be too big or small. Wait for the second half to be abused."

In the second half, Ye Lan was indeed more aggressive, but Lan Ya, who was defending him, did not relax at all; when the time was running out, Su Ling received the ball, and Ye Lan moved to cover for him. When he was about to cut into the inside, Fan Xin from Running over from the right and Lan Ya shouting over there, the situation at the basket was very tense for a while, Su Ling felt that someone was coming to snatch the ball, and he was about to pass the ball, when suddenly a strong force hit him, his feet slipped, and he was completely crushed. He fell to the ground and landed on the back of his head.

It was dark for a moment, and I couldn't hear any sound.

Gradually, the ears suddenly opened, and several people stood on it with magnified faces in their eyes. Wu Hang waved in front of his eyes: "Are you okay?" He stretched out his hand and said.

Su Ling reached out and pressed his eyes, feeling his head buzzing.

He climbed onto Wu Hang's hand, stood up, and smiled: "It's okay."

In the end, it went to overtime, and Lan Ya made a three-pointer to end the game. Wu Hang and his team won.

Su Ling said, "Let's go, take a shower, and then we'll have dinner."

Su Ling originally wanted to help them pay for the taxi, but a few boys said that it's okay to be crowded, so Su Ling's BMW set off with six people.

Because Wu Hang's team won, they decided where to eat. Lan Ya was a good boy, and Fan Xin didn't like to talk too much. Under Wu Hang's "pretentious power", both of them had no objection to eating hot pot.

But when Ye Lan and the others heard about the hot pot, they immediately died, which made Wu Hang very dissatisfied.

Su Ling also felt very happy listening to them playing and playing, as if she was much younger.