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186 Faith in Western Food

Dean Huang said with emotion: "The ancients said that the world has changed a lot, and today's development speed is even more rapid. A lot of changes will indeed happen in just a few decades."

Jiang Hua leaned back in his chair and said: "Since the Middle East war, the oil crisis broke out all over the world, and Chou Country is no exception. So its economy is now in a sluggish state, with a large number of unemployed people. From a professional point of view, going forward

Ugly country will not be able to get out of this pit in two or three years. Therefore, if you say that you want to work to earn tuition, it is basically a daydream. Of course, it is also possible that you will work illegally, such as washing dishes, etc. In this way, the salary will be relatively low, and your dignity will be lost.

If you don’t make it well, the evil boss may even eat up your salary, so you have to choose what to do.”

Meng Xiaojun thought for a while and said: "Aren't there any jobs with technical content?"

Jiang Hua stared at Meng Xiaojun with wide eyes: "What skills do you have?"

Meng Xiaojun blurted out very proudly: "My foreign language is very good!"

After he said this, not to mention Jiang Hua, even the other classmates were happy.

In an English-speaking country, if you say that you are very good at English, doesn’t that mean that you don’t have any skills?

Meng Xiaojun blushed with embarrassment. He lost the energy to point out the country and wave Fang Qiu just now, and squeezed out of the crowd.

Cheng Dongqing and Wang Yang were his good friends and hurriedly followed him out. Cheng Dongqing, who was not very understanding of the world at the moment, followed him and shouted: "Meng Xiaojun, Meng Xiaojun, wait for me."

Wang Yang grabbed him and said, "Stop shouting. Meng Xiaojun has been completely embarrassed today. Stop attracting attention."

Cheng Dongqing shut up and chased after Wang Yang.

The students in the room burst out laughing. Even though this kind of social media buying of celebrities, everyone still loves to hear about it on WeChat. After all, gossip is human nature, and Meng Xiaojun is also considered a celebrity in the School of Foreign Languages.

Dean Huang patted the table: "Okay, that's the end of today's lecture. Study when you need to study, rest when you need to rest, don't hang around here anymore."

The students began to pack up their personal belongings, and within a short time, no one was left in the classroom.

Dean Huang said to Jiang Hua: "Let's go. I've been waiting for you for so long today. I'll treat you to our canteen. The food now is much better than what you had at that time."

Jiang Hua complained: "Director Huang, you still dunk as usual."

Dean Huang said proudly: "What I call diligence and frugality."

After all, it’s a laugh. This meal still has hard dishes. The small stove made by the chef of the school cafeteria is indeed delicious. At least Lan Jieying tastes it quite delicious.

After dinner, Jiang Hua said to Dean Huang: "Director Huang, you go and have a rest. My girlfriend and I will go shopping by ourselves. If you take me with you, I guess I will have to give a lecture in the afternoon."

Dean Huang said arrogantly: "If someone wants to give a lecture at Beijing University, we have to consider it. Let you give it to praise you. This is a great opportunity for you to repay your alma mater. If you don't cherish it, huh, I'm going to take a nap."

."

Jiang Hua watched Dean Huang leave, and then took Lan Jieying's hand and wandered around the campus.

Lan Jieying looked at Jiang Hua with admiring eyes: "What you just said was so good that it shocked everyone. I didn't expect your eloquence to be so good?"

Jiang Hua smiled and said, "Don't you know I'm very eloquent? I kiss you every day and you still can't feel it."

Lan Jieying giggled: "Shameless!"

"Those two classmates over there, let go of your hands, say something like that, and hold hands in broad daylight. The social atmosphere has been corrupted by you."

Lan Jieying subconsciously wanted to let go of her hand, but Jiang Hua held her tightly, and Lan Jieying failed.

Jiang Hua scolded without looking back: "Zheng Tong, my uncle, aren't you a history student? Why are you still working part-time in the security department?"

Zheng Tong smiled and said, "I heard it."

"With your broken voice, I can tell you from eight hundred meters away."

Zheng Tong came to Jiang Hua with a smile. Seeing that they were still holding hands, he said with envy: "You two have such a good relationship, and you are holding hands. If I want to hold Jiang Biyun's hand in public, there is no way.

"

Lan Jieying said curiously: "Why is there no way?"

Zheng Tong said cheerfully: "Do you know how many old ladies with little feet specialize in watching men and women find partners? Holding hands seems to have ruined the social atmosphere. At least it can give you a lesson, but at worst, the old lady can turn people into trouble."

Lan Jieying didn't quite understand why the little-footed old lady would put men and women in love into trouble. She could only say that the social situation was different.

Jiang Hua and Gu Zuoyan asked indifferently: "Why are you at school today?"

"Huazi, you are stupid." Zheng Tong asked in surprise: "I had a rest on Sunday yesterday, but today is Monday, so I won't come to school."

Jiang Hua smiled awkwardly: "The days have gone by and I have forgotten the day of the week. How is your postgraduate entrance examination going?"

Zheng Tong patted his chest and said, "Is that a big deal? When I returned to school, I told our professor about it. The teacher immediately agreed and gave me a postgraduate guarantee without taking the exam."

"Are you usually doing well?"

Zheng Tong held his head high and said, "That's right, I have been a good student since I was a child, but later I failed to study for various reasons, and then I got involved with Zhong Yuemin, which turned me into a bad boy."

Jiang Hua laughed and scolded: "Don't do this, Zhong Yuemin is not that powerful. Before you got involved with him, you were just such a thing. Don't forget, we grew up in the same courtyard. Whatever your virtues, I will never

It’s clear.”

Zheng Tong said without any embarrassment: "Okay, if you brag, it doesn't matter. We are thick-skinned anyway."

Jiang Hua shrugged his shoulders. This boy has learned the essence. As long as he is not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

Jiang Hua could only change the topic: "Seriously, Zhong Yuemin will come back tomorrow, and we have an appointment with everyone the day after tomorrow. How about we give it a try?"

Zheng Tong nodded: "You can have this. I'll make a reservation and make a reservation. Then you, a rich man, will pay the bill."

"No problem, let's go to the sea a little bit. We are now truly wealthy."

Zheng Tong and Jiang Hua exchanged a few words and hurriedly walked towards the teaching building. Lan Jieying took Jiang Hua's arm and asked curiously: "What is Lao Mo, and what is a rub?"

"Lao Mo is a Western restaurant. It is a time-honored Western restaurant in Beijing. It is our generation's belief in Western food. It may not be very delicious, but it represents a kind of honor. A meal is a meal."

Lan Jieying smiled and said: "Since it is your belief in Western food, then I will go too."

Jiang Hua scratched her little nose and said: "Since I pay the bill, then I am the host. How can the host's wife be absent?"

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