211 It's a coincidence that the younger brother is also there.
The call was from Professor Ma. The general idea was that he had returned from Guangzhou and wanted to ask Feng Xuan to go out for a meal. By the way, he told him about his problems after graduation.
Feng Xuan said hello, took Ah Guai back, threw him a bone, put a white sweater under his coat, and walked out.
The big dog stared blankly at his master's leaving figure.
The teeth bit the food on the paws hard.
What's wrong with giving it a meatless bone?[
What I want is not bones, but girls, girls!
It gets dark at four o'clock in the afternoon in Beijing, and the air-conditioning penetrates into people's bones from all directions, making their legs hurt from the cold.
Feng Xuan wore a thick scarf, revealing a pair of star-like eyes, looking at the brightly lit high-rise buildings in Xidan, and finally focused on the three characters of Haidilao.
When he walked in, he was greeted by no less than a hundred diners waiting in line. Feng Xuan had long heard that it was hard to wait for food at Haidilao, so even though he liked food such as soup pots, he didn't bother to hang out.
When I saw it today, it was indeed extraordinary, there were so many people.
"How many gentlemen are there?" the waiter in work clothes asked.
Feng Xuan told the waiter the table number that Professor Ma had mentioned before. The man smiled and stretched out his arm: "As you go in, the fifth table on the left is No. 29."
The location of the table was easy to find. It was a large private room with a crystal curtain hung on the sandalwood. After Professor Ma saw Feng Xuan behind the curtain, he waved to him.
Feng Xuan walked in and called him "Professor" politely.
Professor Ma looked at him kindly: "Is it cold outside?"
"Yes." Feng Xuan responded and took off the scarf: "When did the professor come back?"
Professor Ma took a sip of tea, his scholarly temperament becoming more suspicious: "On the plane this morning, your dad called me and said, you don't want to go to graduate school?"
"I have this plan." Feng Xuan was surprised at first, and then said calmly: "I want to enter society as soon as possible.
Professor Ma nodded: "It's better to go out and practice early. I happen to have an assistant job here. With your ability, you are definitely qualified. You should practice first. Later, if you want to go back to City B, then talk about it."
"Thank you, Professor." Feng Xuan's thank you was sincere. When he said it, his usually cold face was a little uncomfortable.
Professor Ma patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Your father and I have been classmates for so many years. How can I say thank you? You kid is good at everything, but you are too raw!"
Feng Xuan smiled and said nothing more. He just picked up the kettle and poured a cup of tea for the professor.
"Sir, would you like to order food for your table now?" There were too many people waiting for food outside, and the waiter couldn't help but come in to urge them.
Professor Ma raised his hand and looked at the hands of his watch: "There is still a friend who hasn't come. Please wait for another two minutes."[
As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked in from the door, with gold-rimmed glasses and a smile. A well-tailored suit was thinly pressed against his body, bringing out his ability and sharpness without missing a beat.
With his pampered aristocratic temperament for a long time, even if he is standing in the noisy Haidilao Hotel, Tang Yan will never be forgotten. His radiance is natural, and he exudes the charm of a mature man in every move he makes...
Tang Yan walked over and was just about to say hello to Professor Ma, but unexpectedly he met a pair of cold and indifferent eyes. He couldn't help but be startled, and an evil arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Junior brother is here too, what a coincidence."
Probably because he was too close, Feng Xuan always felt that that smile was indescribably strange. Remembering the incident where this man snatched the cigarette from his mouth two days ago, he frowned and said lightly: "Senior brother."
"It seems that you two have become very familiar while I was away." The professor held the tea in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.
The waiter was still standing between Tang Yan and Feng Xuan. He felt a chill coming out of him. He couldn't help but start to wonder if there was something wrong with the old man's vision. These two people were clearly incompatible, okay?
Tang Yan smiled, took off his black coat, and sat on Feng Xuan's left hand side. His long fingers were clasped together on his folded legs. He was so elegant and restful, and the posture of a noble nobleman was clearly revealed.
Feng Xuan glanced at him and took a sip of tea in silence.
"Let's order." Tang Yan smiled at the waiter beside him, his voice was low and his voice was intimidating.
The waiter quickly calmed down and took out a pen to draw and write in the notebook.
Tang Yan was very polite when ordering. Every time he ordered a dish, he would ask Professor Ma for his opinion.
Professor Ma was not picky and only said a few words casually.
Tang Yan turned his head and whispered: "Where is junior brother, what do you like to eat?"
Feng Xuan, who was suddenly called, raised his head, with a teacup in his mouth, a pair of cold eyes shining, his sweater was a V-neck, and he could vaguely see the jade-like chest under his neck, but he was completely unaware of it.
He leaned back and said, "Meat." Tang Yan suddenly felt his mouth was dry and his tone was hoarse: "A few more plates of meat."
The waiter nodded and made a note of it. After running out, he exclaimed, "He's so handsome and his voice sounds great."
The shabu-shabu dishes were served quickly. Tang Yan rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt sideways, revealing his silver watch and bronze arms and wrists. He took serving chopsticks and placed the dishes on Professor Ma's side, while all the meat was on his side.
It was poured into the bottom of the pot in front of Feng Xuan.
His movements are very elegant, and even doing this kind of thing is very pleasing to the eye.
only!
Professor Ma looked at the soup pot with only vegetables and no meat in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Xiaoxuan loves meat, and he is not a vegetarian, okay? This kid keeps throwing vegetables over, what's going on!
Probably sensing the teacher's dissatisfaction, Tang Yan first took a look at the situation in the pot, and then said very calmly: "Professor, eating more vegetables is good for your health." After saying that, he threw another chopstick of lettuce over.
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Professor Ma's nose opened and closed, and the corners of his eyes hurt with anger. He really wanted to pick up the pot and put it on the kid's head!
The guy next to me started eating meat when he saw it. Why didn’t you see him pick up some vegetables with chopsticks?
Feng Xuan raised his head and saw that the teacher had been looking at him, and then looked at the situation on his side, and suddenly realized: "My wife said you were fat a few days ago, does the teacher want to lose weight? Then eat less meat." [
Now, Professor Ma's eyes no longer hurt, and he was so angry that he almost chewed his dentures!
These two students are really like a nest of snakes and rats!
We can't finish today's meal, so let's finish talking about business and tell these two boys to get out of here, so that they won't be upset!
Good education and long-term elegance suppressed the anger in Professor Ma's heart. After he calmed down his emotions, he returned to a kind smile: "Tang Yan, I heard that you are short of an assistant recently?"
"Yes, it's the end of the year. The company is very busy and there are too many social events. I need an assistant to help me stop drinking." Tang Yan put down his chopsticks and tried the corner of his mouth with a napkin. After eating Haidilao, he was forced to eat the steak.
Western food rush.
Hearing his straightforward words, Professor Ma did not beat around the bush and pointed at Feng Xuan, who was still fighting the mutton: "What do you think of your junior brother?"
"He?" Tang Yan smiled inexplicably, and an unexplained light flashed under his gold-rimmed glasses...