Liu Ruixuan glanced at Xia Yang twice, then lowered his head and muttered in his heart.
Do you want to ask about the arrangements for tomorrow?
He also wants to go to the library tomorrow to find a book on psychology.
"Brother?" Xia Yang gently knocked on the table.
"Huh?" Liu Ruixuan responded and looked towards Xia Yang.
"What are you thinking about?" Xia Yang chuckled and inadvertently turned his head and glanced at the door of the restaurant on the right.
Huh? Second brother, what are you looking at? Do you want to go back to the dormitory?
Liu Ruixuan followed Xia Yang's gaze and glanced at the door. Several more groups of people came in.
It seems they arrived early!
It’s just time for someone else’s midnight snack!
Liu Ruixuan lowered his head and glanced at the plate in front of him. Their late-night snack was coming to an end.
Looking at the last two chicken nuggets on the plate, Liu Ruixuan stretched out his chopsticks again.
Eat quickly and go back to the dormitory after eating.
The braised pork trotters will be packed soon.
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but look at Xia Yang opposite him. Should he go to that boss Wang to ask for the packing box, or should he let Xia Yang go?
This issue is still worth considering.
"What are you thinking about?" Xia Yang smiled at Liu Ruixuan and inadvertently glanced at the door of the restaurant again.
"Nothing." Liu Ruixuan grunted, stuffed the chicken nuggets into his mouth, glanced at Xia Yang and then at the door of the restaurant. Another group of people, about twelve or three, came in at the door, talking and laughing as they walked over.
Ahem, are you urging him to hurry up?
Liu Ruixuan blinked slightly, chewed harder, and glanced at the braised pig's trotters on the table.
Should you let Xia Yang get the packing box, or should you be shy and do it yourself?
This overlord meal is only for Xia Yang's sake. It seems a bit excessive to ask him to get it again, right?
However, if I go to get it myself, it seems that I am too out of touch, trying to look familiar again and again.
Mixed, confused and familiar?
Liu Ruixuan suddenly remembered the windows of several other restaurants that Xia Yang mentioned just now.
So can he go there again in the future?
This issue is also very important.
After swallowing the chicken nuggets in his mouth, he glanced at Xia Yang, hey, he was staring at me.
Ahem, why don't you look at the door of the restaurant?
That's right, after all, it is much more eye-catching than the restaurant's door.
"Well," Liu Ruixuan thought for a moment, cleared his throat, and asked, "Are those windows you mentioned just now free of charge?"
Xia Yang smiled, looked left and right, but didn't answer.
No answer?
Is that the default?!
Liu Ruixuan looked at Xia Yang's familiar smiling face and felt a sigh in his heart.
Where will he go from tomorrow?
Xia Yang seems to be inseparable from him in the next 15 days.
He had a bad conscience every time he had this overlord meal.
"That's right," Xia Yang laughed, "If the eldest brother is willing, we can pay for each meal for free."
What? Liu Ruixuan shook his hand, and the last chicken nugget he caught suddenly made a free fall again.
An idea suddenly flashed in my mind.
Why aren't you a girl?
This is a free meal ticket!
Alas, Zhu Yan is so stupid.
"Brother, is there anything you like more?" Xia Yang tapped the table gently, "The breakfast and desserts at window 4 of the first restaurant are pretty good."
"Ahem," Liu Ruixuan couldn't help coughing, "No, no, no."
The second brother must have investigated him!
Otherwise, the second brother said that these windows are his favorite places to go.
No, no.
Liu Ruixuan calmed down. Maybe everyone has the same aesthetic taste. After all, food and beautiful women are both aesthetics.
"What's wrong?" Xia Yang smiled brightly and leaned back in his chair, "That's right. My eldest brother is a boy, so desserts are not suitable."
What?
Not suitable for dessert?
How could it not be suitable?
Desserts are his favorite!
What Pan Meichen said, I like Chinese mung bean paste!
He likes it too.
He also likes red bean paste, double-skinned milk, mango sago, and poplar nectar. He also likes Maytree pudding and Ode to Joy. Of course, these are just for toothpaste.
After all, it's too bourgeois.
In fact, the only things he usually eats are sesame paste, walnut paste, eight-treasure rice, glutinous rice porridge, sweet potatoes, taro, melon and taro puree.
"Then we can go to window 3 next door in the morning. Their porridge and cakes are pretty good." Xia Yang's voice came over again.
"You, are you familiar with them?" Liu Ruixuan held the last piece of chicken between his hands and looked straight at Xia Yang.
"Not very familiar." Xia Yang laughed.
"Oh!" Liu Ruixuan nodded and stuffed the chicken nuggets into his mouth.
I dare you to tease him!
It scared him.
Eh, isn't that right? Liu Ruixuan chewed the chicken nuggets in his mouth twice, then looked up at Xia Yang, "Then what did you mean by free of charge?"
"You and I can eat together without paying." Xia Yang laughed, glanced at Liu Ruixuan, and then towards the window No. 12 in the distance, "Just like Uncle Wang just now."
"Pfft!" The lumps in Liu Ruixuan's mouth spurted out instantly and sprayed onto the empty plate in front of him, scattered in bits and pieces, like the stars in the night sky.
"So excited?" Xia Yang reached out and handed over a piece of paper.
Xia Yang reached out and handed over a piece of paper.
"Well, I was scared by you." Liu Ruixuan reached out to take it, wiped his mouth, and wiped the plate in front of him, "Didn't you just say you weren't familiar with it?"
"Well, I'm not very familiar with them." Xia Yang responded, "They are friends of Uncle Wang."
"Oh!" Liu Ruixuan responded, that's it.
"This is a second-level connection." Xia Yang said lightly, "This is how people make friends with each other."
What? Second-level connections?
Liu Ruixuan rubbed his hands, and this taught him another real-life lesson on interpersonal relationships!
Xia Yang, what a treasure!
Then he is considered a third-level connection, right?
"Then we'd better try not to go there in the future." Liu Ruixuan blinked slightly and looked towards Xia Yang.
"That's okay. But it's okay to go, they." Xia Yang laughed and paused, "They are actually similar to Uncle Wang."
"Ah?" Liu Ruixuan blurted out, "Did you also give them the secret recipe?"
"No," Xia Yang laughed loudly, "I just helped them plan the dishes a little bit."
Planning a dish?
Liu Ruixuan's eyes blinked again and again, and when he blinked the last five times, he finally understood.
It seems that the windows of these companies have specific categories but are not single. They are indeed different from other windows.
planning?
Liu Ruixuan's mind turned around and he extracted another keyword. Did his second brother help them with brand planning two years ago?
Two years ago?
What is he doing?
Liu Ruixuan thought about it again and again, and remembered that during the summer vacation of his senior year in high school, he was busy competing with Liu Xiu to watch TV. Then he and Hu Lai went to a nearby town to boxing!
Ahem, this difference, alas!
Liu Ruixuan sighed heavily in his heart.
Staring at the braised pig's trotters in front of me for five or six seconds, I suddenly remembered that the previous topic seemed not finished yet.