Chapter 309: A Call from Jingbei

On Sunday, night gradually descended.

On that nameless road at the back door, Yueda Catering entered a busy period again.

Vans and Ivecos went in and out, and craft beer barrels came and went.

With the rapid expansion recently, the total number of Yueda Catering employees had officially exceeded one hundred. The main base at Harbin Institute of Technology had over forty people, and various branch bases were gradually starting to operate, including a factory.

The company’s daily supply quantity had already gone from 2.4 before the Spring Festival.

"Don't believe me? Ask Jin." Xiao Mobai turned his head and looked at Qin Shijin, who was like air on the side.

The elegant and gentle smile was like an Epiphyllum blooming at midnight, but it was even more desolate than an Epiphyllum, because the fate she faced next was withering.

The weather was abnormally dry and hot, the sun overhead baking people’s faces until they were burning. After the carriage walked in a hurry for half a day, it finally stopped.

An Yujing looked down at her sleeping appearance, smiled beautifully, and then hugged her tighter.

Feng Sumei always said that there is no love without reason, and no hate without reason. She could feel that Ai Molly hated her, but she didn't know when she had started to make her hate herself.

"Subordinate, Seaweed." Speaking to the end, he discovered that he actually didn't like his real name either. Thus, he chose the title Fenghua was most familiar with.

Although the Crown Prince looked cold, overbearing, and unapproachable, looking at his attitude toward his sister, he could still be considered approachable.

Feng Sumei’s chatterbox was opened by Tang Chen. At the dinner table, she chatted with Tang Chen about dishes for more than half an hour, making Tang Chen feel that he could become a chef immediately.

"Qiu Lingyang, I want to ask you something." The man’s eyes were very serious, as if he were going to ask something very important.

Wang Xiao glanced at the almost untouched meal on Pu Hong’s tray and immediately put down his chopsticks and left.

"You?" Dad’s face turned livid instantly, glaring at people in anger. "Told you so many times, not allowed to mention it, not allowed to mention it, just pretend you don't know. How did you forget again? Do you want to turn over all the past things before you can be at ease?"

Because there was a performance on the sixth day, the dinner party was set for the evening of the fifth day, and the dinner was set at Jingxiang Tower, a very good Beijing-style restaurant.

Sure enough, Linghu Xuanzhou’s forward-leaning head suddenly twisted three hundred and sixty degrees, his neck stretched infinitely, green scales grew on the surface of his skin, and he simply turned into a snake, biting Qianqian’s neck in one bite.

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish!" The sudden sound made the three of them alert, tightening their grip on the immortal swords in their hands, but they saw a fluffy white rabbit jump out from the side of the rockery; it turned out it was chasing grass to eat.

Ijuin Goro looked at the miserable situation on the sea and couldn't understand where these naval forces of the Yong Kingdom had popped out from.

Skillfully deactivating the optical camouflage system on the time machine, Ji Feng slowly crawled out of the time machine.

"That is to say, even Captain Hu saw it personally?" I tried my best to steer the topic to the main point to resolve Captain Hu’s embarrassment.

Just like that, except for his clothes, cigarettes, and blue electronic watch, almost everything else of the Hound was taken away by Ruizi as trophies.

The stag felt pain, jumping and struggling hard, but it was a deer after all, not a flexible and agile leopard, nor a large and thick black bear. A deer is a deer; unless it can evolve wisdom and start cultivating, it will never be able to transcend the shackles of its body. Under these shackles, the deer’s back is its greatest weakness.

The current Wuji Hall Master already regarded me as an existence that could be his opponent, completely without the previous contempt. Now the Wuji Hall Master had already started thinking about how to defeat me.

Mu Yi naturally shook his head, sneered, and looked at this tall sarira pagoda, his eyes even more melancholy.

Guan Honglie threw the fire axe aside, then took a bathrobe from the wardrobe at the entrance and threw it to Ou Tong.