The place where Bi Yangqi took him to dinner was a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant called Pinji in the alley.It looks ordinary on the outside, but the lanterns and silver ornaments are unique inside.I didn't feel it in the car, and when Finks looked at the address, he realized that he had made a big circle.

Asked Biyangqi with Google Maps, Biyangqi's dead fish eyes taught him: "Exercising before meals promotes appetite."

"Be grateful, uncle."

"There are so many things to do with a meal." Finks despises: "Hypocritical."

In his opinion, as long as the food can fill the stomach, it doesn't matter so much. Maggie cooks food that can kill people after eating for so many years, isn't she also alive and kicking | jumping upright until now?He is a vulgar person who can't learn the elegance of the leader, he doesn't care what he does in Meteor Street, and he never thought about changing himself.

Biyangqi is a regular customer here.The signature dish is more familiar than the script.Finks thought it sounded better when she reported the name of the dish than talking.

"What do you want to eat?" Biyangqi asked him after ordering.

Finks flips through the menu, which is as fancy as a pictorial.He looked at this impatiently, and just pointed a few casually to complete the task.

Biyangqi ordered another pot of passion fruit tea.

The waiter is a little girl, not very old, with a baby face with a little baby fat.His face was flushed.Just as he was about to step back after a salute, he was stopped by Finx.

"Wait a minute, bring me a bottle of Old Snowflake."

"Sorry sir, we don't have old Xuehua here."

"Then Qingdao Chunsheng."

"This... neither do we."

"Then what do you have?"

"Sorry, sir." The little girl almost cried from his ferocious expression: "We don't have beer here."

"How do you do business? You don't even have beer."

He slapped the banknotes on the table with a mumble, "Go and buy me a bottle."

In fact, he originally planned to take gold cards, but then changed to big money after thinking about his current status as a bodyguard and keeping a low profile.

Ah, I'm really a good employee who works hard and doesn't cause trouble for the employer~~ Finx gave himself a thumbs up in his heart. XD

The little girl looked at Biyangqi for help.

Biyangqi frowned: "Do as he says."

The little girl didn't dare to take Funx's money, and ran away to buy him beer.

"Let's order takeaway next time." Bi Yangqi said, "Or just eat food stalls."

Finks is fine.For him, everything he eats is the same, and it is especially easy to feed.

"Oh right, I almost forgot that you promised to cook for me."

Finx: "..."

"Cough, let's have a discussion, you can just treat my brain as a short circuit, and let what I say be a fart, okay?"

"No problem, I'll just pretend I didn't hear what you said." Biyangqi's tone was very low, and at the end she added: "Pfft."

Finks said it was a fucking pain to shoot himself in the foot.

Hong Kong-style restaurants don’t have a lot of food. Bi Yangqi ordered a table of desserts. After eating, Finx felt very uncomfortable with an empty stomach.

Biyangqi took the bread from the back seat of the car and threw it to him: "If you are not used to eating it, just tell me, no one is forcing you."

"It's good to have something to eat."

Biyangqi looked at him strangely, feeling somewhat vicissitudes inexplicably.

She doesn't like this feeling.

"Pfft, cough cough, what the hell are you doing?!" Finx choked unfortunately as a result of making a forced U-turn during the fast walk.He took a big gulp of water to barely catch his breath.

"Stop talking nonsense, you can do it if you have the ability."

"I will drive." Finks reached for the steering wheel: "Let's switch places."

Biyangqi squinted: "Do you have a driver's license?"

Finks: "No."

"But I have a hunter license."

The author has something to say: Uncle Fen is superior~ The hunter certificate is a good thing (*^__^*)

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