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Chapter 31 Decent

 Feng Yi must firmly control the poison glands and proceed in two steps at the same time.

First, control the venom glands so that they do not store venom. Nowadays, electrical appliances are all about instant heating. His venom glands also have to be of instant poison type. They can release them instantly when needed and not leak even a drop when not needed!

Second, it not only controls the venom glands and nearby muscles, but also the venom ducts. In this way, even if the venom glands store venom, external factors cannot easily discharge it!

Open your bows to the left and right, moving in parallel without conflict!

A two-pronged approach is as stable as a cow!

Feng Yi is very satisfied with his poison gland control method, and he doesn’t have to worry about accidental injuries when dining with friends.

For example, if venomous snakes lose their fangs, how many people are still afraid of them? As long as they are not large, they are basically no threat. People who are bitten only need to pay attention to preventing bacterial infection, and there is no need for antivenom.<

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Of course Feng Yi doesn't think he is a snake, but by analogy, he is not much different from before after controlling the venom glands, right?

I don’t know if evolution is stable or not...

Feng Yi remembered the "January Period" mentioned by Uncle Mute again. Has evolution been completed?

But according to the butler, evolution will definitely not last for such a short period of time.

Does that mean that subsequent evolutions will not have obvious pain symptoms?

Just as he was thinking about where the next evolution would take place, Feng Yi received a new message reminder. It was Lu Yue.

Feng Yi almost forgot the name until he saw it. He pointed out Lu Yue's fake genuine leather bag and fake watch, but paid no attention to the subsequent events and lost contact with Lu Yue.

Lu Yue contacted him this time and said that he wanted to invite him to dinner and talk to him to deepen his school friendship.

Feng Yi agreed. He also guessed that there must be something else behind this thank you.

Afternoon tea at half past two, and then "talking", and dinner at five or six o'clock. Considering how busy Lu Yue is, how big of a deal can it take for him to spare so much time?

However, Feng Yi then thought about it, it was also an opportunity, maybe a big deal was coming!

In the afternoon, Feng Yi arrived at the tea shop Lu Yue mentioned on time. Compared with Wu Ji's down-to-earth and people-friendly shop, this shop is low-key luxury.

After telling Lu Yue's name, Feng Yi was led to a tea room, where Lu Yue was already waiting.

"The afternoon tea here is pretty good. That guy is...a pretty famous star. He had afternoon tea here and showed off on social media." Lu Yue said with a smile.

He checked Feng Yi's previous affairs and knew that Feng Yi originally planned to enter the entertainment industry, so he wanted to give an example to give Feng Yi a sense of belonging. Unexpectedly, he couldn't remember the name of the star after he said it, and he didn't usually do much.

Paying attention to the entertainment industry, he is not familiar with many newcomers in the entertainment industry, and their names and faces don't match up. That is, when looking for spokespersons for his own brand, he takes a look at them, and usually doesn't spend the energy to remember them.

But that’s not important!

I chose this place because, firstly, the taste here is good and the quality is just right. The Chinese-style teahouse is suitable for both men and women of all ages. Secondly, and most importantly, the privacy here is good and suitable for talking about things. The menus are all handmade, not the popular electronic ones.

Edition.

When it comes to talking about things, the fewer electronic products he has, the more at ease he feels.

As for afternoon tea...

He usually drinks leisurely afternoon tea during his free time. If so, it must be work-related.

Handing an exquisitely crafted menu to Feng Yi: "Don't be polite to me!"

Feng Yi was not polite and ordered from the menu. Recently, in order to control the poison glands, he had taken too much poison, which made him hungry quickly. He had a big meal at twelve o'clock, but now his stomach is empty.

Lu Yue glanced at the menu and saw that Feng Yi had ordered a lot, but there was no unusual color on his face. No matter what he thought in his heart, he had to keep his appearance decent. As for himself, the tea and snacks he ordered were on the bland side.

There is a saying, "Sweet goes with green, sour goes with red, and melon seeds go with oolong." On the tea table, the combination of snacks and tea is very particular. Different teas are matched with suitable pastries. This shop can have a good reputation among the elite.

, a lot of thought went into it.

Feng Yi smelled the aroma of tea and looked at these refreshments, and felt very appetitive. Of course, he has always had an appetite recently.

Because he had to talk about something and didn't want to be disturbed, Lu Yue motioned to the tea maker to leave first.

In this way, there were only two of them in the tea room. There were many snacks on the table in front of Feng Yi, and in front of Lu Yue, there was a pot of tea and a plate of unique and elegant snacks.

Feng Yi glanced at Lu Yue.

Being confused by Feng Yi's look, Lu Yue explained with a smile: "I've been getting angry recently and haven't eaten much."

"...Hmm." Feng Yi lowered his head and thought to himself: Your taste is quite bland. You also had beef vermicelli for lunch.

Although Lu Yue had paid great attention to dispelling the odor on his body and even sprayed men's perfume to cover it up, he couldn't hide it from Feng Yi's nose.

People who just ate beef vermicelli and hairy blood at noon now say "I've been suffering from internal heat recently and haven't eaten enough"?

Okay, just keep it light.

We are all decent people and will not expose it to our face.

Lu Yue didn't know that all his cover-ups had been seen through. He still had the friendly smile of a business elite on his face. He took a sip of tea and said: "I haven't heard from you recently, what are you busy with? I need it.

Just tell me where you can help me! Brother Lu, I still have some respect in some circles."

"I recently found a part-time job." Feng Yi said.

"What kind of part-time job?" Lu Yue was shocked and sat up straighter. He thought that if Feng Yi needed help, he would help if he could, repay the favor last time, and lead to the next thing.

"Catch mice."

"..."

The smile on Lu Yue's face faltered. This keyword jumped too much and was beyond his business capabilities.

However, Lu Yue quickly put on a friendly smile, "There are indeed many rodent control companies now, and the market demand is huge and profitable."

It's just that little benefit, Lu Yue doesn't like it, and he doesn't think it's decent enough.

Feng Yi thought of the transfer he received that day and nodded: "Indeed. One for ten thousand."

Lu Yue's hand holding the tea cup shook, and the smile on his face almost collapsed.

Ten thousand one?

Is that rat you fucking caught gold-plated?

During the rat plague, Lu Yue and his company also hired a professional and top-notch rodent eradication team to clean up. Although the price was high, it was not as high as 10,000 per rat!

"How many people are there in your team?" Lu Yue asked. If there are many people, there won't be much left to hand.

"It's just me. I'll take whatever work comes my way. It's relatively free."

"Oh, haha, I didn't know you were capable of this. I must meet you if I have the chance." Lu Yue smiled awkwardly and planned to change the subject to today's business.

Feng Yi picked up the chopsticks and said, "I can demonstrate it. Brother Lu, look, there is a piece of osmanthus cake in this plate."

"There's no need to be so hasty, let's talk first..." Lu Yue opened his mouth to get down to business.

Feng Yi's hand flashed, and the piece of osmanthus cake on the plate appeared on the chopsticks as if teleporting.

Lu Yue: "..."

Feng Yi stuffed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth. After eating, he saw Lu Yue still looking at him.

"Brother Lu, what did you just say?"

"...Let's talk about this ten thousand one thing first!"


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