Qin Feng originally wanted to bring Sansan here for a meal, but then he thought about it, forget it, Sansan worked hard today, so he wanted to express his gratitude.
So, after the two of them walked out of the building, Qin Feng said openly: "What do you want to eat? Rice bowl, spicy hotpot, just choose."
After hearing this, Sansan burst into laughter and said, "You are about to become a multi-millionaire, so you treat me to spicy hotpot? It's a bit out of line."
"Khan, I don't care whether it's money or not. The most important thing in life is truth."
"Okay, if you want to laugh, don't hold it in."
Sansan Bingxue is smart, and it is really difficult to trick her.
Qin Feng smiled and said, "Let me ask you another way, do you want to eat Western food or Japanese food?"
"I want to eat spicy hotpot." Sansan answered without hesitation.
"Hey, you're playing hard to get with me."
Sansan put his hands on his shoulders and said arrogantly: "How dare I? You are my boss now, and I still expect you to pay me wages."
"Hahahaha, the salary is easy to say. If I have a mouthful of meat, you will have a mouthful of soup."
"Okay."
In the end, the two chose to eat Malatang. Qin Feng euphemistically called it, "To eat Malatang that is not defined."
There were a lot of people in the Malatang shop, so Qin Feng took Sansan to grab a Feng Shui spot. The so-called Feng Shui spot was the place closest to the air conditioner.
It was really hot outside. As soon as Sansan sat down, he said two words, "Dejin".
Sansan's arrival attracted the attention of all the male friends in the store.
To them, their spicy meal was definitely the hottest ever, just because they looked at Sansan.
"Keep looking, keep looking, keep looking!"
An irritable woman immediately punished her boyfriend, scaring other men into bowing their heads.
After Qin Feng and Sansan chose their dishes, they sat down and waited.
During this period, Sansan kept staring at Qin Feng, making Qin Feng a little uncomfortable.
"Are you looking at *** like that?" Qin Feng asked.
"Look at how handsome you are." Sansan replied.
"You are too perfunctory. When you praise someone, you have to be specific."
"You have a benchmark-like upright and slender figure, a healthy wheat-colored complexion, sharp eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, thin but tight lips, and a pair of dark eyes that sometimes flash dark green. You are so handsome."
Sansan praised with an admiring tone.
Qin Feng knew as soon as he heard that she was making a living.
"Since you are so sincere, let me sign it for you. Do you have a pen?" Qin Feng asked.
"There happens to be one."
"It's a pity that there is no paper."
"Sign here."
Sansan tugged on her shoulder strap, such a seductive move that could be called textbook level.
If it weren't for Qin Feng's profound skills, he would have been so fascinated that he couldn't find Bei.
Qin Feng signed his name on her shoulder strap, and then said calmly: "From now on, you will be my royal agent."
"Hey, yes, it's an honor to serve you."
"Okay, okay, don't make me look like Huang Ama."
"You are Huang Ama, who am I? Xiang Fei?"
"No, you are Grandma Rong."
Sansan gave Qin Feng a look and let him realize it by himself.
At the table next to Qin Feng, a pair of gay friends were eating spicy hotpot. One of them asked, "Do you want to add some vinegar?"
"Come on, I'm going to die of acidity."
After a while, the Malatang was ready, and the two of them picked up the food according to the number plate.
Sansan ate the spicy hotpot worth 20 yuan very happily.
"This is my first time eating Malatang." Sansan said to Qin Feng.
Qin Feng was shocked and said: "What? Are you kidding me? How could it be the first time? You haven't been here before?"
"No, I think it's unhygienic and unhealthy to eat."
"Um...then if you drink and go to bars every day, you'll be healthy?"
"Drinking for pleasure
,no the same. "
"Are you happy eating spicy hotpot?"
"Well, I'm very happy."
"Then eat Malatang more often and drink less alcohol."
"It's because I eat Malatang with you that I feel happy. It has nothing to do with Malatang, but to do with people."
Qin Feng was so aroused that he wanted to laugh, and he said: "If Malatang could speak, I would definitely curse you as the sixth child. If you eat me, I won't get a word of praise from you."
"hiss……"
Sansan suddenly felt pain.
"What's wrong?"
"I bit my tongue."
"It seems you want to eat meat. I'll give you a piece of meat."
Qin Feng gave Sansan the slices of meat in his bowl, and Sansan said playfully: "Three grams of oil."
At this time, Qin Feng suddenly played a song, "Four and Five Dollar Girl" sung by Lao Fan next door.
So, Qin Feng was going to sing a song to her.
"Sing a song for you, okay?" Qin Feng said.
"here?"
"Right here."
"Now?"
"Right now."
Sansan immediately put down his chopsticks, straightened up and sat down, took out his cell phone to record, and said, "Come on, let's start."
Qin Feng felt this and started singing impromptu.
You say you pity everything in the world
There is no girl with four or five dollars
What's wrong
You only have a little over five dollars left in your pocket
Life is a long road
You said you wanted to see the boundless ocean
There might be an ocean view room there for $3.50
The original song was a sad piece of music, but Qin Feng really couldn't sing it, but his strong musical talent still interpreted the song very beautifully.
Sansan clapped lightly and said, "You are such a little genius. Who was this song written for?"
"It's definitely not you." Qin Feng replied with a smile.
"Why not?"
"You ate more than 20 yuan for this spicy meal. You are definitely not a four-and-a-half dollar girl. You should be a twenty-five-dollar girl."
Sansan wanted to beat Qin Feng to death, but after thinking about it, he couldn't bear it.
After finishing a meal of spicy hotpot, Qin Feng burped loudly, feeling refreshed.
Sansan said with disgust, "Don't burp in my face, it's very rude."
"Then you go and sue me." Qin Feng said with a smile.
"Not only do I want to sue you, I also want to beat you, huh."
Qin Feng perfectly explains what it means to be confident in being favored.
After the two of them finished eating, they prepared to pack up their bags and leave to fight the Zhuomei sisters again.
While Qin Feng was checking out, a young couple happened to walk in.
As soon as the two entered the store, the girl started arguing with the boy.
"You're just going to take me here to eat spicy hotpot?" the girl said angrily.
The boy said awkwardly: "What's wrong with Malatang? So many people eat Malatang."
"It's our first time meeting, Mianji. For our first meal, will you take me to eat spicy hotpot?"
"There's nothing wrong with Malatang. It's numb, spicy, and hot."
When Qin Feng heard the boy's explanation, he wanted to laugh but held it back.
However, the girl's next words directly made Qin Feng break his defense.
"You tortured me fifteen times last night and you brought me here to eat spicy hotpot? Are you a scumbag? I'm blind. Get out of here."
This sentence was so unexpected that all the male compatriots present were stunned.
Does anyone really do that fifteen times a night?
The girls ran away from many doors, and the boys chased after them.
Afterwards, everyone started a heated discussion.
Some girls can't help but complain to their boyfriends: "Look at me, look at you."
Sansan also had a bad smile on his face, and said to Qin Feng interestingly: "Young man, can you do it?"...
Qin Feng said with a smile: "I once lasted for twenty-six hours."
"26 hours, what do you mean?"
"Hahaha, it's nothing. Let's go to Zhuomei, play mahjong and have some fun after dinner."
The two walked out of the store, and Sansan was still thinking about Qin Feng's 26-minute question.
How long is 26 hours?
