After Xu Lin and Chen Jing returned, nothing happened in the afternoon.They work with each other too busy.

Chen Jing's goal is very simple, requiring the "essential" wine sales, to reach half of Hongwei wine industry.This is a new wine, put on others absolutely crazy dream.And she and Xu Lin, on this miracle road, step by step.

In a sense, Qiao Song came to share Xu Lin's work, but also indirectly to help Chen Jing.After work in the evening, the three people who were tired of vomiting blood walked out of the business together.

“To go to the party together?Or go back to rest.”

"I want to play you, I want to go back to sleep."

Xu Lin and Chen Jing went to the parking lot, after the dialogue ended, one to the left and one to the right, all came to their respective cars.

Josson stood in the middle, not even coming to say a word.And Xu Lin, who started the vehicle first, stopped next to him.

“Going there?”

“Eat with Chen Chen, together?”

“No, eat more.”

After leaving this sentence, Xu Lin looked at Qiao Song, also gently stepped on the throttle and drove forward.He quieted, what purpose?

It seems that there is no purpose, which is also normal for old friends to eat together.But as a person who knows Josun, Xu Lin has an expectation.She was a smart person, so she left early.

And Chen Jing only did not start the vehicle, Josong has already reached the front of the car.

“Don’t shoot your boss’s ass, why are you here?”

“I want you to have a meal.”

“Drink!Joe is generous.”Josing with Josong, Chen Jing's soft body, directly from the driver's seat to the co-pilot position.

After Jossing got into the car, he drove out of the parking lot.As a guest, he also did not have to ask the other party what to eat, directly to the snack street.Chen Jing does not like high-end restaurants, but has a unique love for all kinds of snacks.

After a while, in a snack bar, Chen Jing held a bowl of Korean cold noodles, and the food was really relish.This day is tired enough, it is rare to relax, and Josson has a little conscience.

"Don't you think, Miss Tang Hongwei, eat a cold noodles, so sweet as to your mouth?"Looking at Chen Jing, Josong couldn’t help but make fun of her.

“Sir, you are joking about my identity.“Grandma, I’m suffering and suffering less than you?”

“No, more than me.”

When the two were working in Shanghai, they rented a basement together and came in the rain together, and as a girl, she suffered more than Josong.

Most importantly, her current achievements have nothing to do with identity, but with ability.You can imagine how much this little girl could suffer.

“Josson, why are you looking at me so lovingly?”Give me the cold noodles in your bowl."

“Oh, give it.”

The amount of food is big in the girls.It may be due to the large consumption, except for the chest and the ass are fat, and other places are so fine.

In the bowl of Qiaosong, Chen Jing also noticed again that Qiao Song looked at his eyes indeed ancient.It seems to love itself, and some...

Why would he confess to himself?The ate face of Chen Jing, can not help but start to think in the direction of feelings.

“That... that...”

“There’s something to say, shit.”

“You girls, can you be Sven?”

“I want you to care, what do you want to say?”

“I just wanted to ask, what do you mean by that shotgun chasing you?”I don't know how to open it, Jossong turned a corner and asked this.

“Didn’t you tell him I was your girlfriend?”How do you say he’s chasing me?”What the hell is this Josson fucker paying attention to?Chen Jing finally realized that he had a problem today.

"This... I am your brother, and of course I will test all the pursuers for you."

"Oh!What was the outcome of the brother test?The little sister respects your opinion.”Since the bastard swallowed and vomited, Chen Jing was not welcome.

“This man, he, he...”

The mother gun is Chosson's discriminatory name for Ye Qiu.But to be honest, the man gave the first impression, in fact, quite good.Be polite, polite, and look really nice.

"Ye Qiu is really good, and when I reach my goal, he is the standard for me to marry."Josun did not say the words, and Chen Jing gave the answer.

“Aon...”

“Your father’s!”When he heard Josson say the word "Ang", he knew that he was not happy.After a word of scolding, Chen Jing continued to eat noodles with his head down.

And Josson, sitting opposite her, had an impulse to smoke his own mouth.But listening to Chen Jing's words just now, he did not know any reason to oppose it.

Ye Qiu is a good person, whether Josson admits it or not.And he knows that his fascination with Xu Lin has become more than a fascination.

Then, between Chen Jing, the "love" that has never been there before should be cut off.Several times to open his mouth to talk, but watching her tasteful eating, Josong could not bear to interrupt.Do you like silence yourself?Did Chen Chen like himself?

In unconsciousness, Josson said, “Why didn’t we become lovers?”

Just out of the mouth, Josston regretted it.Why, ask yourself this?And Chen Jing was still eating noodles, didn't she hear?

No, she already knew the answer: "Because between you and me, there is a lack of final push."When he answered, Chen Jing's mouth was still chewing on his face, and the expression on his face was very relaxed.

After Chen Jing slowly swallowed the following article, he continued: "We have known each other for six years, have you ever given me a gift?"

“...”

"In the past in Shanghai, when we were very poor, we were on the way to work again... remember?"Not far from the basement we rented, there was a night market.”

"There's a lot of selling gadgets."

"I'm a girl, you gave me a comb, you didn't give me a comb."Saying this sentence is that Chen Jing's expression is obviously aggrieved.

"I am poor again, I will break the door again, and a comb will be given."Suddenly, there was some pain in Josun, and he quickly explained.

“Hm!”But it was obviously quiet, more depressing.Look at Josun like that, obviously forgot about it.

Yes, more than five years.But fuck, why does the bhena matter he remembers so clearly?

“No, no, don’t be angry.There is also a night market next door, can I buy a comb?”

“No, pay the money.”Knowing that Josson's face, scolding is useless, can only use tricks.

"Little Jing, just asked you to eat cold noodles, this time to account is not appropriate!"

“Please, pay me back.Before and after, I owe ten thousand."

“Isn’t it twenty thousand?”

"Aung, twenty-one thousand to me."

The debt forgot the amount, and the debt was specially reminded.It’s funny for my old friends.Josong thought that Chen was confused, but he did not know that the other party did not expect him to give him two hundred thousand to Baihua's father.

Most importantly, Joss suddenly remembered something.

It was raining that day, right?

“Huh?”

“When we left work that day, when we were in the city, you wanted the comb...”

The two hundred thousand owed to Chen Jing, in order to give back to the brus of the father.Then Josong remembered why he had not sent Chen Jing comb at first.

[Author's topic]: I am a fan of literary play, and now the dishes are Bodhi root and the dragon wood.Brothers and sisters who have the same hobby, please leave a message and exchange ideas.