Brilliant

As soon as he got to work today, Jiang Haishan called several employees in the store together, saying that the store was closed at 7 pm, and they went to a newly opened hot pot restaurant for dinner, as a welcome party for Mo Beicheng , asked Xiaoliang to bring his girlfriend, and then called Wen Mingyuan up.

Mo Beicheng sent Wen Mingyuan a message to inform him, and the other party replied quickly, saying that he would come over at night, but it might be a little later.

After packing up in the evening, Jiang Haishan drove a few people to the hot pot restaurant. There were quite a few people in the restaurant for hot pot at this time. Fortunately, Jiang Haishan made a reservation in advance. Jiang Haishan asked others to go up and order first. Wait for the three people who didn't come.

After a while, Wen Mingyuan rode over by himself on a small electric donkey, followed by Xiao Liang and his girlfriend.

Xiaoliang's girlfriend is a fashionable little girl with long hair, a fairy dress with lace and a rough sweater coat, and the voice is sweet when she speaks. up the stairs.

In the private room, Mo Beicheng handed the menu to Wei Qiumiao. He had never eaten hot pot, and Jiang Haishan was treating him again, so he didn't dare to order randomly. Wei Qiumiao took the menu and said embarrassedly: " Why don't we order the bottom of the pot first, my uncle told me that neither you nor Xiao Liang's girlfriend can eat spicy food, so let's order a mandarin duck pot first."

After ordering food with the pad provided by the hot pot restaurant, the two quiet people were relatively speechless. Wei Qiumiao squeezed her cuffs and asked after a long time: "Brother Beicheng, where is your hometown?" ah?"

"Well... I... I grew up abroad." Mo Beicheng replied that his mother and father had settled abroad after they got married, and all his common sense about China came from Mother's dictation and the Chinatown near my home.

"Huh?" Wei Qiumiao looked at him incredulously, "Then you speak Chinese very well."

"My mother is Chinese and my father is Chinese, so Chinese is basically spoken at home, so..." Mo Beicheng explained.

Wei Qiumiao could see that Mo Beicheng seemed reluctant to talk about it, so he changed the subject, "Then what do you usually like to do, Brother Beicheng?"

Mo Beicheng faltered for a long time, and replied: "I don't have anything in particular, just listen to music. What about you? What do you usually like to do?"

Mo Beicheng was afraid that Wei Qiumiao would ask more questions, so he threw the question to her. Wei Qiumiao replied, "Watching TV dramas, checking Weibo, and sometimes chasing stars, but it's true to work in our store." It's very convenient, I often see the assistants of big stars, and sometimes I can see big stars when I sneak into the film and television city."

"Well, who do you like?" Mo Beicheng asked.

"I used to like Lu Siwei who acted in TV dramas more, and then Wang Xiyu who liked to sing, and then I lost it." Wei Qiumiao replied, "Actually, I didn't chase after it later, because the people who came to buy milk tea were celebrity assistants, and they often listened to him. When they complain about celebrities, they know that they are different people on the TV screen than in real life. I feel a little disillusioned, so I don’t chase after them, but I still go to see some good ones occasionally. Let me tell you that Lu Siwei is really good-looking, whether it is in front of the screen or in daily life, he is super good-looking."

During the conversation, Jiang Haishan and Wen Mingyuan arrived. As soon as Wen Mingyuan opened the door, he teased: "Hey, I had such a good chat, little brother, come and tell me what you said."

He sat beside Mo Beicheng without seeing anyone else, and brought his teacup over. Mo Beicheng had already poured out the tea thoughtfully when the few people didn't come.

"Talking about gossip," Mo Beicheng replied.

"Oh~ you want to hear gossip and ask me! I can tell you how many girlfriends a director has, and how many babies a celebrity secretly gave birth to." Wen Mingyuan teased.

Mo Beicheng took him helplessly and replied, "Who wants to listen to your kind of gossip."

Just at this time, Xiaoliang's girlfriend came in, and she saw Mo Beicheng sitting in the left corner at a glance. Originally, she thought that seeing Wen Mingyuan tonight would be comparable to those big stars, but she didn't expect Mo Beicheng to be the one Really like a heavenly man.

"Hello, I'm Yuan Ai." Xiaoliang's girlfriend greeted Mo Beicheng with a smile, and directly ignored Wei Qiumiao who was sitting next to her.

"Hi, my name is Mo Beicheng."

Jiang Haishan invited a few people to sit down, and then held a pad to discuss the order.

"We just ordered a mandarin duck pot." Wei Qiumiao and Jiang Haishan said, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I didn't order it."

"Small belly! Hairy belly! Hairy belly!" Wen Mingyuan hurried over.

"Understood," Jiang Haishan ordered three servings of Maodu on the pad, "Is there anything you want to eat or something you should avoid?"

Yuan Ai, who was about to strike up a conversation with Mo Beicheng, quickly turned around and said, "Well, I don't eat brains, mutton, or duck intestines. These things smell too disgusting. I don't think you will eat these disgusting things." something."

"This..." Jiang Haishan was in a complicated mood, how could he order after excluding so many things, "Let's order some fat cows."

"It's okay, you can just order whatever you want. Xiaoai doesn't eat these things, so you can eat them." Xiao Liang hurried over to smooth things over.

Yuan Ai frowned, and complained with a deflated mouth: "But if it is cooked in a pot, the smell will pass."

Jiang Haishan, Wei Qiumiao, and Wen Mingyuan glanced at each other, and Wen Mingyuan had no choice but to say, "Then tell the waiter to make it into a four-square grid, and leave her a separate grid."

"That's fine." Jiang Haishan called out to Wei Qiumiao, "Miaomiao, go talk to the waiter."

"No, I'll go." Xiao Liang hurriedly stood up and went out to find the waiter. Jiang Haishan lowered his head and continued to discuss with Wen Mingyuan about ordering food.

Wen Mingyuan moved closer to Mo Beicheng, "Hey, is there anything you want to eat?"

Mo Beicheng replied: "I'm free, you can fight whatever you want. I'm not picky."

"Okay." Wen Mingyuan went back to continue working on the menu with Jiang Haishan.

Wei Qiumiao originally wanted to continue the half-way conversation with Mo Beicheng, but was about to speak when a sweet female voice sounded beside her, and Yuan Ai asked, "Can I call you Brother Beicheng?"

Mo Beicheng nodded, "Yes."

"Brother Beicheng, are you an actor too?" Yuan Ai asked.

"No. Like Xiaoliang, I work in a milk tea shop." Mo Beicheng replied.

Yuan Ai was surprised: "I thought you must be an actor if you have such a good appearance...Why are you so reluctant to work in a milk tea shop?"

Jiang Haishan, who was arguing with Wen Mingyuan about ordering a few Lo Mein, paused when he heard this, and then continued to discuss the menu with Wen Mingyuan.

Mo Beicheng smiled awkwardly, "Well...anyway, it's just a part-time job..."

Wei Qiumiao couldn't bear it when she heard this, and hurriedly interjected: "Oh, by the way, Brother Beicheng, why don't we get the dipping sauce first, I don't think there's anyone at the dipping sauce table over there."

Mo Beicheng had never eaten this kind of hot pot, and he didn't know about the dipping sauce. It happened that he didn't want to continue chatting with Yuan Ai, so he followed Wei Qiumiao to get the dipping sauce as if he was running away.

As soon as she left the door, Wei Qiumiao began to complain: "What's wrong with this woman, why does she speak so badly?"

Mo Beicheng comforted her a few words. Just at this time, the phone rang. Mo Beicheng turned on the phone and received a picture of Wen Mingyuan, which said, "The secret recipe of dipping sauce is necessary for eating hot pot", and then attached a message from Wen Mingyuan " Brother, give me a copy according to the picture above.", followed by an emoticon pack of a little penguin surrounded by love.

Mo Beicheng replied with a smiling emoji, and then followed the instructions on the picture to make seasoning for him.

Soon Wen Mingyuan sent another message: "Little brother, let me tell you, if you use this emoji to go out, you will be beaten."

Mo Beicheng was holding two bowls of dipping sauce in his hand, and it was really difficult to reply him, so he went back to the box. At this time, the bottom of the hot pot was already up, and Wen Mingyuan was fiddling with his mobile phone.

Mo Beicheng sat down and replied, "Why?"

Soon Wen Mingyuan replied: "Don't you think this expression is very superficial? This smile is a bit numb."

Mo Beicheng replied: "You think a lot...then if I want to express the meaning of a smile, why should I send it?"

After a while, Wen Mingyuan threw over a dozen emoticons, the general meanings of which were "How can I have you as an unfilial son", "I know it", "You know too much", and there are quite a few emoticons mixed in The cute picture of the kitten may have been posted by Wen Mingyuan, and he accidentally posted a condom emoji.

The emoji was hand-painted, and it looked like a square with a circle inside it. Mo Beicheng didn't know this thing, so he clicked on the big picture and asked Wen Mingyuan who was sitting next to him, "What is this?"

Wen Mingyuan came over to take a look, and hurriedly withdrew the picture in a panic: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"What?" Before Mo Beicheng could figure out what happened, the picture had already been withdrawn.

"Just pretend you haven't seen anything."

However, Mo Beicheng was a little confused, he really didn't see anything.

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