At noon, Ji Peng came to eat, and he looked at the kitchen first, "Boss, what do you have for dinner?"
There were only three major events in his life recently: breakfast, lunch and dinner.
The waiter Baobao stuck her head out from the side and said loudly, "It's a pig!"
Liu Yan threw the heavyweight bomb with a calm face, "Roast suckling pig."
Ji Peng sucked in a breath, "I want it! Book first, how much?"
After hearing the amount, the tanned-skinned boy shut his mouth.
He ordered lunch mechanically, then walked to the corner and suddenly began to pull out his phone to make a call.
In Huaxia, eating has multiple meanings, and a small dining table is the beginning and end of many love-hate relationships.
How many deals are reached in this way.
Boss Ji is the same.
When his son called, he was pushing a glass to change, and he hung up.
