Sheng Kuang paused slightly while rubbing his fingertips on the phone.
Lin Jing thought for two seconds and blinked: "You didn't say I couldn't vote, so I thought it was everyone present."
The girl has big eyes, and her soft eyelashes are long and curly. When she blinks her eyes, she looks harmless and innocent.
Her behavior made everyone forget for a moment that she was the one who slapped the table aggressively just now.
It even made everyone feel like they had bullied her.
Lan Bowen opened his mouth and was about to say, "I didn't say no."
Lin Jing met everyone's gaze and spoke again slowly: "If it's not possible, then cross out my ticket. Anyway, everyone else is running with them. With or without my vote, the grand occasion will be the same."
team leader."
Others: "?"
Why did you step on it?
Also, her tone sounded a little proud.
"Besides," Lin Jing met Chen Jing's eyes and glared at him fiercely: "I'm not a ghost."
Chen Jing: “??”
Others couldn't help laughing.
Even in the grand occasion, he chuckled softly.
When Lin Jing heard his smile, he stopped saying "You are the ghost" behind him and continued to stare at Chen Jing for a while before reluctantly looking away.
After everyone had finished laughing, Jiang Xin got back to business, "Okay, okay, let's say a few words on this grand occasion."
Sheng Cheng leaned on the back of his chair and raised his head lazily: "Do you really want to say it?"
"I have to say, do you know what this is called? This is called a sense of ceremony!" After saying that, Jiang Xin took the lead in applauding again as before: "Next, let us welcome our Captain Sheng with applause.
Two sentences."
The entire restaurant suddenly burst into warm applause.
Even Sheng Sheng, who was sitting next to Lin Jing, symbolically raised his hand and applauded himself twice.
Lin Jing felt that this scene was a bit out of place, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to go back upstairs immediately.
But thinking that this was a grand event, she reluctantly gave up the idea of leaving, and raised her hands to applaud twice in cooperation.
Sheng Cheng glanced at Lin Jing's applauding hands. The fingers were white and thin. He slightly flashed his eyelashes, as if he could not refuse the hospitality. He lowered his eyelids and thought for a few seconds: "Okay, then I will simply say
Two sentences."
"Thank you, kid Lin Jing, for voting."
The restaurant was quiet, everyone was watching the grand occasion.
After about ten seconds, Chen Jing couldn't stand it anymore: "What happens next?"
Sheng Cheng raised his eyelids: "Didn't I already say a few words?"
Chen Jing: "?"
Others: "?"
It took Lin Jing two seconds to react. His two sentences were "Okay, I'll just say a few words" and "Thank you, kid Lin Jing, for voting."
Brother, are you here to tell funny jokes? You are so cold.
Lin Jing trembled the corners of his lips and almost applauded the event again sincerely.
"Fuck," Chen Jing, who had recovered from his feelings, couldn't help but cursed Sheng Cheng, and turned to look at Lan Bowen: "I want to terminate the contract! I want to terminate the contract now! I can't stand it anymore, when I think about having to be like this in the future
Being with a slut day and night makes me suffocate, I lack oxygen, my chest feels tight, and I feel short of breath."
Faced with Chen Jing's madness, Lan Bowen turned a deaf ear and looked at the grand event: "Don't just thank Lin Jing, please say something to everyone."
Sheng Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
He first looked at Li Xiaozhou of the second team and said, "Come on," then He Wang, "Come on," and then Qin Yu, "Come on."
Then Chen Jing said, "Come on," he paused, unable to hold back the excitement, and added: "Three times the liquidated damages."
Chen Jing: "Your uncle."
The others burst into laughter.
The calm attitude of the grand occasion fell on the face of Jiang Zui, who was smiling the most happily: "Come on...and you are being laughed at."
Jiang Zui's smile gradually solidified: "What are you mocking me for?"
Sheng Cheng didn't remember much, so he turned around and asked Lin Jing: "Why are you mocking him?"
Lin Jing saw Jiang Zui's gaze and relied on his superhuman memory to repeat all the words of Yang Sinian's fans word for word: "In short, they are just mocking you for being poor, mocking you for being poor, and mocking your low rank.
, mocking you as a pheasant that YLS randomly picked up on the street."
"I'm not going to eat anymore. I'm going to play games." Jiang Zui dropped the chopsticks in his hand and walked away.
It was getting late, and after Jiang Zui left, everyone stayed in a noisy manner and dispersed soon after.
Lin Jing was sleepy and yawned. As he walked slowly outside the restaurant, he suddenly spotted a pile of folded notes scattered on the kitchen table of the western restaurant next to him. He hurriedly stopped his yawn and shouted, "Let's go."
In the previous Rambo post: "That, coach."
Lan Bowen turned back: "What's wrong?"
Lin Jing pointed to the notes in the restaurant and on the kitchen table: "Don't you want these anymore? When auntie comes tomorrow, can I ask her to clean them up?"
Lan Bowen: "Well, no more."
Lin Jing nodded, said nothing, and followed everyone into the elevator looking normal.
Back upstairs, Lin Jing, who had taken a shower, brushed his teeth again slowly, then climbed to the balcony, glanced down, and made sure the lights on the first floor were out before quietly sneaking downstairs.
Lin Jing went straight to the kitchen counter of the western restaurant. The sensor light was on. She used the light to pull out the papers one by one. Then she compared the grand signature printed on the back of her mobile phone case and took up most of the paper.
The piece of paper with the wildest handwriting was folded quietly, held in the palm of my hand, and returned upstairs.
ps: Not long after, Sheng Kuang opened Lin Jing’s phone case and saw this note.