"Brother Chen, hahaha, my brother."

"Old Chen, I've long seen that my brother is not ordinary people, what am I talking about?"

The old acquaintance who came, Chen Qiuchen, the boss of Yuheng Group who had interrogated Chen Feng, and Ou Qiuchen, the boss of Yaoguang Group.

The two of them carried gifts, which was a joy to celebrate Chen Feng's move.

Why don’t others come, but these two people come?

It’s not that Chen Feng was promoted to Qiu Chen and officially entered this circle.

The two who had tried him first were not allowed to take this opportunity to eliminate the grudge.

When you reach the same level, no matter whether the person is true or false, in a word, if ordinary people are not stupid, they will take the opportunity to get close to each other. This is social emotional intelligence.

What's more, Chen Fengneng was promoted from the landlord to Qiu Chen, and set the precedent for the Soul-Superior Division. The two of them were also wondering: Who is this person? The backstage is quite arrogant. Such an promotion method has a bright future. Will it be our boss at that time? We tried him in the first place, so it was considered to offend him. Will he take revenge in the future?

That's the mentality.

However, the two of them never mentioned the original story, and only mentioned it with low emotional intelligence.

After a greeting, Chen Mingting, who knew the real names of the two, could roar with a lion, and spoke loudly like a roaring man.

A unique skill of ecstasy, holding a folding fan, a pair of hanging eyebrows, single eyelids, slightly erected phoenix eyes, and a biting word like a biting sound.

Chen Feng vaguely guessed the purpose of the two people, climbed up the pole, and said everything without any leakage.

Two people have the intention to make friends, and one comes without rejecting everyone, and they become familiar with each other after a while.

"Brother, the wise man doesn't say secret words. Last time, it was my brother's, it's not. So, it's just right, I'll treat Qingfeng Tower." Chen Mingting patted his chest, and his loud voice made Chen Feng's eyes lit up.

Qingfeng Tower? It’s exciting to hear this name. It’s worthy of being my own family, it’s so bright.

"It's so wonderful, I'm just thinking." Ou raised his hand and slapped the folding fan, and picked a look that men knew about Chen Feng.

"It cannot be used, it cannot be used." Chen Feng waved his hands repeatedly, his feet still moving.

The two of them had LSPed, but they could not tell that Chen Feng was pretending to be serious and said, "Qingfeng Tower is the first half, and there is still the second half after that."

Chen Mingting took action directly, grabbed Chen Feng and pulled him out, and Ou Julian also stepped on Chen Feng and lifted him out.

Chen Feng heard that there was still a first and second half, oh, I couldn't hold back.

But he quietly left the ground with his feet, his body shrank back, and his mouth was yelling, "No, no, I'll get supper at Aunt Qin's house."

Seeing Chen Feng's behavior, Ou Julian didn't know the trick. He immediately shouted diagonally to the opposite side: "Aunt, don't leave food for him. Brother Chen is going to patrol the night."

Qin Shufen heard the movement and muttered, "What's the night patrol of the horse gang? Oh, yes, the horses don't have night grass, so you have to add more food. This is the reason."

The man didn't go out and replied, "Okay, I'm going to be in a hurry. There's nothing delicious tonight. I'll make dumplings tomorrow. "

Chen Feng was half-supported and ran away by the two of them. When they arrived at Qingfeng Tower, they chose a secluded private room.

That's it?

Chen Feng kept complaining in his heart, and this place was not a thrilling place, but a place to eat chicken.

Young model club to massage and wash feet? Chen Feng felt wronged, but he couldn't show it on his face.

"This family's roasted chicken, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk you will never forget it after eating it." Chen Mingting looked intoxicated, and his mouth was covered with saliva.

Ou Julian hit the folding fan and sniffed Chen Feng, "Brother, I was like you at the beginning, full of disdain, and said, "What's the delicious chicken?"

Chen Mingting was still supporting the role, "Oh, what happened later?"

"Later, hey, guess what, I can't even get rid of the intoxication."

Zuixinfang? Oh, that's where I want to eat chicken, o(╥﹏╥)o

While speaking, there was a knock on the door outside the private room.

Chen Feng sniffed his nose and hissed, let alone, this fragrance has the smell of barbecue in his previous life.

This is impossible. Just pickling seasonings, this Dashunchao cannot be made up.

Chen Mingting rubbed his hands and couldn't wait to get up. He picked up the tray from Xiaoer at the door and put it on the table, "Not only did I order roast chicken, but I also ordered pig's faces. It's a perfect match for wine."

Two pots of wine, one plate of whole chicken, one plate of braised pork face shreds, one plate of peanuts, and one plate of sour radish skin.

"Smell, it smells fragrant." Ou Julian sniffed, frowned, smelling the smell intoxicatingly, and almost lying up his whole body.

While pouring wine, Chen Mingting ordered Ou Julian, "You tear the chicken, I pour wine. Let's invite brother Chen to dinner today. One is the joy of moving to the house, and the other is the friendship between colleagues. Come and leave."

Chen Feng just raised his glass, and the two of them were clamoring to the bottom. Let's go, hesitate, this wine is so hot, it's really exciting to burn fire.

"Brother, let Brother Ou tear it first, are you shameful?"

"Ha?" Chen Feng didn't react. Chen Mingting held pig's face meat on his chopsticks and wanted to put it in his bowl, but he was afraid that he wouldn't eat it.

"You're shameless." Chen Mingting added.

Chen Feng was so amused that he pushed the bowl over, "You want shame, can I still refuse?"

Chen Mingting was stunned for a moment, then he realized that the three of them looked at each other and then laughed happily.

Then I drank, and then I drank another drink.

The European and Europeans said, "One cup of love, two cups of meaning, and three cups are good brothers."

Bang, another cup is up to the sky.

After three cups of bird's belly, Chen Feng didn't eat a bite of the dish and was drinking. He quickly pinched the peanuts and squeezed them into pieces.

The peanuts are crispy and fragrant, and the reviews are good.

Pick a chopstick with sour radish skin, khaki, crispy and spicy, with a good taste.

Let’s have another pork face meat, which is delicious and fragrant. The heat is well controlled, and the praise is good.

Then, the roasted chicken that was blown by two colleagues into the sky and the ground was filled with expectations, and Chen Feng's sense of anticipation was full of his heart, and the greed in his stomach was salivating.

"Okay, please." Ou Julian wiped his hands, reluctant to let go of the smell, and even stuffed his fingers into his mouth and whispered them twice.

"We are not outsiders together, so we don't care about these things. Come on, come on, get the chopsticks." Chen Feng waved his hand and just asked politely. He saw that Chen Mingting and Ou Julian were really rude. He rolled up his sleeves and started to do it.

"It's so delicious?" Chen Feng was suspicious and stood in a daze in the air with his chopsticks.

The two of them had no time to care about it, humming, eating, their mouths were full of oil, their eyes were green, and they even chewed the bones.

Chen Feng picked up a small piece and put it in his mouth. Before he could chew it, he spit it out with a spit.

This is not the taste of chicken, definitely not, the taste of Chen Feng, it is the flower-growing stomach developed in the previous life. Whether it is chicken can be seen at one taste.

Chen Feng opened his eyes and his heart skipped a beat.

broken.

Sure enough, the chicken in front of me is a chicken, not a chicken.

It is a roasted chicken that is vividly carved with human hearts.

"Old Chen, Lao Ou, stop talking." Chen Feng grabbed the two of them and pointed to half of the meat on the plate and said, "This is not a chicken, it is the heart of the human being."

"How is that possible?" Ou Julian rumbling his throat, his face full of disbelief.

Chen Mingting didn't believe it either, but seeing Chen Feng's face turned pale, it didn't seem to be false. Besides, isn't this sincere disgusting person with this matter?

Without saying a word, Chen Mingting opened the door with a dark face and found the waiter in Langfang, and twisted it into the house like a chick.

Ou Julian understood what it meant, his eyes were clear, and his soul-absorbed technique was given to the waiter.

Chen Mingting's lion roar was shocking, and he asked questions and answered the questions and tricks.

"Ni Pama, vomit...", "Voe...wow..."

The bile on the ground was wet.

In Chen Feng's eyes, that waiter was not the waiter, he was clearly a rat demon with a thief-eyed look.
Chapter completed!