"Local tyrants, but you can't waste food like this. You don't know, there are a lot of poor people who haven't eaten up."

"That is their business."

"Hello, ruthless."

Mobson smiled. "Everyone comes out with a pair of hands and legs, a head, except for people with physical defects. They can work on their own hands, feet and brain to make themselves live a good life." And I can't give up eating because they didn't make a meal."

"Philosophy." Huang Ling snorted.

"I said that I was wasting, it is better to say that the restaurant is not good."

“Why is the restaurant not good?”

"They can list several prices in one dish. Different price parts are different, I will choose the one I can finish."

"Mu brother, your proposal is good." Huang Ling raised his thumb to Mobson. "I think you should propose this plan with the manager."

"Yes, maybe, the manager will reward me for my proposal."

"Cut, do you care about that money?"

"I don't care, but I can take the money and give it to my brother."

"Oh, my brother, you are so kind to me."

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From the restaurant, Mobson returned to his car and returned to her with Huang Ling's clothes and shoes.

Huang Ling put it back in her car, and then they strolled around.

They are together and have a high rate of return.

Mobson told Huang Ling about his interesting things in the army. He heard Huang Ling from time to time covering his mouth and laughing.

Such a funny thing, Huang Ling almost hugged her belly.

but……

The rate of return is so high, she has to pay attention to the image, can not give her Mo brother lost face.

Her Mo brother is so handsome, she laughs wildly, and others have to question his vision.

They will definitely say, "Oh, it’s really awkward to be a handsome guy. Such a good-looking guy is going to be with a rude woman."

God knows that they are just "brothers".

They went to work at Huang Ling and they returned to the bar.

"You won't drink the bar again?" Seeing Mobson followed the bar, Huang Ling looked at him in surprise.

"Yeah." Mobson hooked his lips.

"Do you drink so much wine every night?"

Mobson looked at her with a smile: "No, only when you are working night shifts."

When Huang Ling heard it, her heart was soft.

She looked at Mobson. "Are you accompanying me to work?"

Mobosen’s big brother touched Huang Ling’s head. “That’s right.”

Huang Ling was moved. "Mu brother, you are very good. Tell me the truth, you are my life, the first such good friend! No matter male or female!"

"Yeah." Morason accepted her words. "So, don't be moved to cry. You cried tonight."

"I don't cry." Huang Ling raised her hand and gently took a few of Mobson's handsome faces. "You are not a person who will make the brothers cry."

"Go, go to work, then give me a bottle of wine, I will taste it slowly."

"You must taste slowly, don't drink too much." Huang Ling laughed.

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After Huang Ling gave Molson a bottle of red wine, she was busy.

At about ten o'clock, there was a movement on the stage.

After Huang Ling’s gossip, the most popular singer in the bar suddenly became sick and could not sing.

But the guests who came to listen to her singing did not understand, nor believed that the other party was sick, clamoring for the manager and letting the other party come back to sing.