"What the fuck, it's their food, what about ours?"
Zhou Ye rolled his eyes, and before the waiter brought Kung Pao Chicken to the table, he stood up and came to Shao Mo.
"Miss Shao, what a coincidence, we meet again."
Shao Mo put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at the other party with calm eyes, "Who are you?"
"I'm Zhou Ye. I met you last time at Miss Shao Er's birthday party. You played the erhu very well. I still remember it fresh."
"Oh, is there something wrong with Mr. Zhou?"
Zhou Ye chuckled and said, "Miss Shao, you see there are so many dishes on your table, and you won't be able to finish them in a while. Can you do it conveniently and give us the dish you just served? Don't worry, When our food comes later, I will return it intact."
Shao Mo didn't want to cause trouble, so he asked Zhou Ye to take the dishes away.
Seeing Zhou Ye bringing the Kung Pao Chicken back, everyone except Shen Zhen couldn't wait to pick up their chopsticks. As soon as the plates landed on the table, they immediately rushed to the table.
Zhou Ye didn't move his chopsticks, but tilted his head and asked Shen Zhen for credit in a low voice, "Brother Zhen, am I smart? Hehe, when we return the dishes later, go ahead, you are so handsome, just twitch your fingers, Then Miss Shao, why don’t you pounce on me obediently?”
Shen Zhenpi looked at him sideways with a smile, "You are really smart."
Zhou Ye didn't hear Shen Zhen's sarcasm, and instead felt complacent.
"Brother Zhen has given me the award. This is all trivial."
Zeng Fang and Shen Zhen were back to back, with a distance of no more than 10 centimeters. She could hear Zhou Ye mumbling something, but she couldn't make out the specific content.
She wrinkled her nose in disgust, tilted her head and spoke to Shao Mo in a low voice.
"You are just too talkative. If it were me, I wouldn't let you. It would be best if they starve to death."
Shao Mo picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pigeon and put it into Zeng Fang's bowl, "Okay, eat quickly. After dinner, I'll treat you to a movie in the afternoon."
"Really? But just watching movies would be boring. It would be much more interesting if we could have popcorn and Coke."
Shao Mo was amused, "Okay, you have the final say."
Zeng Fang was so happy that she no longer cared about Zhou Ye's "borrowing food".
Yao Liang, who was opposite, was the leader of the debate team. When he heard that the two of them were going to watch a movie, he couldn't help but interject, "Zeng Fang, you are going to watch a movie in the afternoon. I just don't have anything else to do in the afternoon." , can I go with you?"
"ah?"
Zeng Fang was a little confused. Although Yao Liang and she were in the same class and in the same debate group, they were not familiar with each other.
Perhaps realizing that his proposal was too abrupt, Yao Liang said to the others: "Do you want to go? It's the weekend anyway, let's go together, I'll treat you."
The other people at the table looked at each other.
"How can this be so embarrassing? You're the one who invited us for lunch, and we invited you to watch a movie in the afternoon. Let's forget it. Let's buy the tickets ourselves."
Yao Liang smiled and said: "I used the pocket money I saved during the summer vacation to start a small business with Fa Xiao. The income is not bad, and I have more money than everyone else."
This statement immediately aroused everyone's interest.
"What kind of small business?"
"Selling floor-standing electric fans, you can earn about 10 yuan per unit."
"Hiss, the profit is so high?"
"My uncle owns an electrical appliance factory. I get the goods directly from him and then find a way to sell them myself, eliminating the need for intermediate links, so the profit is quite considerable."
After hearing this, Shao Mo couldn't help but look at Yao Liang one more time.
These days, household appliances are in short supply, but Yao Liang's uncle owns an electrical appliance factory, which is as powerful as a real estate boss in the 21st century.
Zeng Fang didn't pay much attention to Yao Liang's news that her uncle owned an electrical appliance factory. Instead, she was more interested in Yao Liang's process of selling electric fans.
"Then how do you sell them? Electric fans are big and heavy, so you can't sell them door to door, right?"
"We first find the street committee in the area and ask the street committee to gather people. Then we use a small truck to pull the electric fans there. For every unit sold, we give the street committee a commission of two yuan."
There is a saying that Yao Liang is still a bit smart in business.
Zeng Fang gave a thumbs up and said, "Yao Liang, I really didn't realize that you are quite good at doing business."
"Stab-"
As soon as Zeng Fang finished speaking, there was a harsh sound of stool legs scraping the ground from behind.
Everyone subconsciously turned around and saw Shen Zhen's arrogant, tall and thin figure striding towards the door of the cafeteria.
"Brother Zhen, where are you going?"
"Stop eating and walk around."
Zhou Ye stood up and urged others.
"Don't want to eat? This dish hasn't been served yet?" Everyone else on the table was still holding their chopsticks and couldn't react.
"Brother Zhen is gone, and you still have to eat shit!"
"Ah, oh."
Shen Zhen and Zhou Ye both left, and the others could only put down their chopsticks and leave.
The group of people came and left quickly, and soon disappeared.
"There must be something wrong with them."
After Zeng Fang turned her head back, she couldn't help but whisper to Shao Mo.
"Oops, they borrowed our food and haven't returned it yet!"
Just as he was talking, the waiter came over with two plates of dishes, namely sweet and sour pork ribs and braised squab.
"Waiter, you must have served it by mistake. Our sweet and sour pork ribs and braised pigeon have already been served."
The waiter quickly explained: "They are the guests at the next table. They have already paid the bill. I asked them to bring all the dishes they ordered here as a way of repaying Miss Shao's favor."
After hearing this explanation, Zeng Fang looked at Shao Mo suspiciously. The next second, she seemed to understand something and hurriedly whispered to Shao Mo.
"Momo, does that person named Zhen have a crush on you?"
Zeng Fang didn't know Shen Zhen's identity, but when she heard Zhou Ye and others calling him Brother Zhen, she mistakenly thought that Shen Zhen's surname was "Zhen".
Shao Mo couldn't tell for a moment that Shen Zhen came to the cafeteria to eat on purpose.
"No wonder he is lingering around, he must be plotting against you! This playboy, he was flirting with you in the morning, and then he turns around and comes to seduce you again, bitch! He will do it in the future If he dares to harass you again, I will scold him to pieces!"
Shao Mo persuaded in a funny way, "Maybe we are overthinking it. Okay, leave him alone and let's eat."
After coming out of the cafeteria, Shen Zhen did not leave Beijing directly, but found a shady place to sit and smoke.
Zhou Ye and others gathered around him, "Brother Zhen, is the food not to your liking or is someone annoying you? Just tell him, and the brothers will help you teach him a lesson."
Zhou Ye still had some winks, guessing that Shen Zhen's unhappiness might be related to Yao Liang.
Any man will not feel happy if he sees another man showing off his power in front of the woman he likes.
Shen Zhen squinted his eyes and smoked without making a sound.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, but suddenly he felt very unhappy. He wanted to lose his temper or beat someone up, but he couldn't get angry. He felt as if there was a sandbag in his heart.