Soon the car stopped at the entrance of Longcheng Hotel, and Jiang Xiaobai and everyone walked in.

Yan Dan and Zhang Juan are the first time they have been to a Longcheng Hotel for dinner. Looking at the grand decoration of the Longcheng Hotel, they are full of curiosity.

Although Liu Feng was having dinner at the Longcheng Hotel for the first time, he had been to college and had seen the world, so he was too rustic.

"How many?" a waiter came over and asked.

"Five people, just be in the hall." Jiang Xiaobai said, and the waiter led a few people to find a table and sat down.

Jiang Xiaobai asked Yan Dan and Zhang Juan to order dishes. They held the menu and looked at the level of the mark above. After looking through for a long time, they only ordered two vegetarian dishes.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled, took the menu, ordered four more meat dishes, and then ordered soda for the three girls. Then he looked at Liu Feng and asked if he could drink some white wine.

Liu Feng nodded, Jiang Xiaobai asked for a bottle of Fenjiu.

After dinner, Jiang Xiaobai checked out and walked out of the hotel.

"Brother-in-law, can we take a photo with your car?" Yan Dan asked as she looked at Jiang Xiaobai.

A middle-aged man who came out of the hotel was also on the side. After waving his hand to say goodbye to someone, he staggered into a jeep. One minute later, the jeep started and drove out staggeringly.

Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile while handing the car key to Zhao Xinyi.

"You have to ask your sister Xinyi about this. I can't drive after drinking. I want to go to the photo studio. I have to drive over."

In fact, there are regulations that people cannot drink when driving, but no one checks on the road, so there are many people driving and drinking, just like the middle-aged man driving a jeep I saw just out.

However, Jiang Xiaobai himself abides by the traffic rules. He ordered a bottle of Fenjiu at noon, and shared half a pound of wine with Liu Feng, and then drove again.

There are few people on the road to the underworld, and there are always cars fighting for the gods.

The hillside is still there, and the old driver is gone.

Dear God of Cars, please, I have finally reborn on this road and will not be with you anymore.

"Sister Xinyi? You can drive, can you?" Yan Dan turned around and looked at Zhao Xinyi in surprise.

"Yes, there is no problem with taking pictures." Zhao Xinyi said with a smile. In fact, she was not going to learn how to drive.

It is a skill to drive at this time, and she is not going to be a driver in the future, but Jiang Xiaobai said that when she can buy a car in the future, she would buy her a car to drive.

It was convenient to go out, so Zhao Xinyi learned how to use Zhao Gang's car, and then Zhao Gang asked someone to get her a driver's license.

Zhao Xinyi drove, and Jiang Xiaobai sat in the passenger seat.

Liu Feng was very happy and sat with Zhang Juan and Yan Dan, drank some wine, smelled the faint smell of Yan Dan, and thought about Jiang Xiaobai Bapurov's magic tricks on his sister, and felt itchy for a moment.

Then Liu Feng turned his head slightly to look at Yan Dan and said, "Let's take a photo later."

"Okay." Yan Dan was sitting in the car excitedly, and agreed without thinking.

When they arrived at the photo studio, Yan Dan and Zhang Juan excitedly pulled Zhao Xinyi to take photos.

Even Liu Feng took a photo with Yan Dan and the others with satisfaction. After paying the money, he agreed to pick up the photos, and then returned to Longgang from Yan Dan and the other two.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at a overturned jeep on the side of the road and the ambulance next to him, his eyes shrank.

If you remember the license plate number correctly, it should be the middle-aged man who came out of Longcheng Hotel to drink and drive after driving at noon and bumped into the wire rod.

"Let's go." Jiang Xiaobai said to Zhao Xinyi beside him. He was not worthy of being pitiful.

At the door of Longgang Factory, looking at the Crown Car that was leaving, Yan Dan was still a little unconscious. He held Zhang Juan's arm and asked without looking back: "Juanzi, what do you think Jiang Xiaobai is doing? He drove such a good car at such a young age?

After saying that, before Zhang Juan answering, he turned around and said, "Do you know how much we spent at noon? I saw it when I checked out. It cost 110 yuan, which was enough to make up for our two-month salary.

But when I saw that Jiang Xiaobai felt no pain at all, he just paid the bill, and there was so much unity in his wallet."

"Who knows, rich people, Xinyi's family is not ordinary, how could she marry an ordinary person?"

Zhang Juan said, "Stop watching, go, I'm going home, do you want to go together?"

"Let's go home." Yan Dian responded, then turned around and looked at Liu Feng and said, "We are going home, goodbye, college students."

"Goodbye." Liu Feng stood at the factory gate and waved his hand to watch Yan Dan leave.

Just when Jiang Xiaobai was already sleeping at home after drinking.

In the conference room of the Provincial Design Institute, everyone was still busy.

On a table next to it, lunch boxes were piled with a hot pot of hot water. If anyone is hungry or free, he would go and eat.

Drink some hot water when the food is cold.

Liu Hui, a college student who just joined the school, looked at the design drawings and wrote and painted, while eating the cold meal in the lunch box next to her.

It’s just that if you take one bite, the next bite will often be five minutes later.

Liu Hui stood up, frowned, then carried the thermos and added some hot water to the lunch box, and continued to eat with satisfaction.

Song Weiguo saw that everyone was a little distressed. He went out in the evening and packed some meat and vegetables from the hotel.

"Director Liang, stop and let everyone have some food before doing it?"

Song Weiguo said.

"It's okay, thank you Director Song, please leave it there. Whoever is hungry will eat you later." said Dean Liang.

Song Weiguo shook his head, pointed to the lunch box on the table next to him and said, "Director Liang, everyone didn't eat much at noon. Look at the lunch box next to him, most of the lunch box has not been moved. Even those who eat, they have slaughtered a few bites.

If this doesn't work, everyone will not be able to withstand it."

President Liang thought about it and nodded and said, "That's OK,"

"Comrades, comrades, stop the work on your hands, listen to me." Dean Liang clapped his hands and said loudly.

"We have been working for a day. We are very hard and tired. Now let's put down our work. Let's have a meal first and then continue to do it after we finish our meal."

President Liang said, Song Weiguo had already packed the table and placed the fragrant food in front of everyone.

Smelling the scent of the meal, the designers in the conference room immediately felt protesting in their stomachs, and there were even two inexpensive ones swallowing.

"I packed it back from the Bingzhou Hotel outside. Everyone tasted it. I didn't bring the wine to everyone, but there was soda,"

Song Weiguo took all the expressions of the people and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!