Chapter 63 Dog Food
Qi Dongdong turned around and saw Zhou Yang with a smile in his eyes, which made him even more upset. He felt that the little cabbage was about to be snatched away by the big bad wolf.
Lin Qiyuan got out of the car and walked up to them: "Do you want to go out? I can be your driver."
"No……"
"OK……"
Zhou Yang and Qi Dongdong answered at the same time. Qi Dongdong glared at Zhou Yang and held his forehead: It seems that this little cabbage can no longer be saved.
Lin Qiyuan had already taken advantage of the opportunity to open the car door attentively. He was sensible and only opened the two back doors. It seemed that he wanted to be a driver in peace.
"We're going to Yangyang's studio."
Now that he was already in the car, Qi Dongdong stopped being pretentious and started to say the place names confidently.
Originally, Qi Dongdong wanted to whisper something in Zhou Yang's ear and ask him to reconsider his relationship with Lin Qiyuan, but he was sitting in the car and acting as a hardworking driver, so he couldn't say it for the time being.
At this time on Saturday, there were not many cars on the road. Lin Qiyuan drove steadily and quickly, so he arrived in about ten minutes.
After the car stopped in the underground parking lot, the three of them took the elevator to the 13th floor.
Although Qi Dongdong has seen many grand studios and visited many luxurious companies, and even his father's company is more than ten times larger than Yang Hong's studio, Qi Dongdong still thinks that his family is great in everything and is proud of everything about his family.
However, when he turned around and saw Lin Qiyuan's proud expression, his pride was immediately reduced.
Why does this old Dogecoin feel the same way as I do? Ah! Ah! Ah!
And he always follows Yangyang! He follows Yangyang's every move, as if he's never been here before. Humph, what an old fox!
Qi Dongdong really wronged Lin Qiyuan. He had passed by here countless times, but had never gone inside to take a look.
As for him following Zhou Yang, Dog-headed Military Advisor said that a good man is afraid of being pestered by a man, so he should cling to a man like Zhou Yang who is noble, cold and a little narcissistic.
After all, the studio is not that big. Even if Qi Dongdong and Lin Qiyuan are very curious, half an hour is enough for them to see every corner of the studio clearly.
Lin Qiyuan took several photos of Zhou Yang's desk in his office and asked him about it for a long time. He found out that he was indeed the only one working in the office, and he felt much more relieved.
I heard that men who work hard are the most attractive. If a love rival were sitting opposite him, he would not know what he would do.
After the three of them walked out of the studio, Qi Dongdong slipped through the gap between Zhou Yang and Lin Qiyuan, pushing Lin Qiyuan, who was a head taller than him, aside. He then took Zhou Yang's arm and said, "Yangyang, what are we having for lunch?"
Zhou Yang didn't notice this. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Haven't you been talking about wanting to eat Xu Ji's clay pot rice? It's not far from here, only five minutes by car. Let's go there now."
"That's fine!" Qi Dongdong had only eaten the airplane meal that morning and was now starving. Xu Ji's clay pot rice was a specialty in S City, and he often ate it when he lived in S City. He almost drooled when he heard this, "What about Lin..."
"Then I'll go drive first, you guys just go to the first floor and wait for me."
Damn, so shameless.
Qi Dongdong was very upset. He wanted to send the person away and spend some time alone with Yangyang. While eating, he could talk about his relationship with Mo Huai and put on some eye drops.
Who would have thought that there are such shameless people in this world? Can't they see how much I reject him?
Qi Dongdong didn't say anything along the way. Only when he arrived at the door of Xu's did he become interested.
However, this interest was quickly dampened by the long queue in front of Xu Ji's door.
They all overlooked one thing: on Saturday noon, it would be strange if Xu Ji, located in the commercial street in the city center, was not crowded.
Qi Dongdong suddenly became depressed. He held his growling stomach and thought he couldn't wait that long. "How about we go somewhere else and grab something to eat?"
Zhou Yang also felt a little regretful. He also liked Xu Ji's sausage and beef clay pot rice. He glanced at the crowd at the door with nostalgia and nodded: "Okay, let's just find a place nearby. You must be starving."
Having said that, Zhou Yang turned to seek Lin Qiyuan's opinion.
Lin Qiyuan neither agreed nor disagreed, and smiled: "Wait for me for a moment, I want to use the restroom first."
Xu Ji's business is booming, and the owner is making a killing. To provide customers with a better dining experience, he installed restrooms on the second floor. Cleaning staff come in every two hours, and during peak hours, they come in every twenty minutes. The entire row of restrooms is clean and hygienic, and they've also taken customer needs into consideration, designing them as squat toilets. This makes it easy for customers to use the restrooms.
After Lin Qiyuan entered, Qi Dongdong curled his lips and said, "Look, he could have gone to the bathroom in the studio just now, but he refused to go and had to wait until now. He just wants to starve me to death!"
Zhou Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You have too big a prejudice against him. Maybe we didn't need him before, but we do now. He has been working hard as our driver, what else do you want him to do?"
"I don't care what he wants to do. I just can't stand him. He's just a big bad wolf, determined to take away your innocent little cabbage. You are so stupid that he deceived you. As the guardian of the cabbage, I am not so stupid. You don't know, when I went to his house this morning, behind his back, he showed me no respect at all. He doesn't really like you at all."
"Ah? No way?" Zhou Yang couldn't think of any situation where Lin Qiyuan was disrespectful to others. Apart from being a little arrogant in front of Cheng Fei, Lin Qiyuan appeared to be very well-mannered. Even when he stayed in the house as a "nanny", Lin Qiyuan always spoke politely.
"That's why I said he was hypocritical. He pretended to be good in front of you, but his true colors showed when he was in front of me. I tell you, this is typical..."
"Everything."
I was only halfway through my sentence when I was interrupted by someone who was using the bathroom very quickly.
Zhou Yang warned Qi Dongdong with his eyes, then looked at the empty hand holding the small piece of paper when Lin Qiyuan entered, and asked, "What is that?"
Lin Qiyuan didn't answer his question, but asked, "Which number was called?"
Zhou Yang looked at the display: "Number 135."
"Oh, that's perfect. The number I have is 136."
Zhou Yang: “Ah?”
Qi Dongdong: "What?"
Lin Qiyuan raised his eyebrows: "Maybe someone was impatient to queue and lost their number."
"Then we are so lucky." Qi Dongdong snatched the small note from Lin Qiyuan's hand. Now he finally liked Lin Qiyuan a lot more. "It seems that you are still very useful!"
Zhou Yang pinched his face: "Are you embarrassed?" You were just scolding someone, aren't you embarrassed now?
Qi Dongdong shook his head: "Humph, let's put it this way."
Soon the next number was called, and the three of them walked into Xu Ji's door amid everyone's envious gazes, and were then welcomed in by the waiter.
"Strange, those three people came later than us, how come they can get in so early?"
Xu Ji does not accept online queuing, so customers have to queue up in person to get a number.
"That's easy. They must have hired someone to queue up. Those three guys were driving Aston Martins. Did you see the watch on the tallest guy's wrist? It's worth an apartment downtown. I guess the Aston Martin is probably the cheapest car they own!"
"It turns out rich people also eat clay pot rice. I thought we poor people were the only ones who weren't picky."
"What's clay pot rice? I've even seen rich people eating spicy noodles!"
“…”
The three of them were oblivious to the discussions outside the door. After being led to an empty table by the waiter, who gave them menus and tea, they waited quietly to order.
The three of them had clear goals. Zhou Yang ordered a clay pot rice with sausage and beef, Qi Dongdong ordered a clay pot rice with black bean and pork ribs, and Lin Qiyuan ordered a clay pot rice with cured pork liver, and asked for a few side dishes and a pot of Longjing tea.
Xuji has a lot of chefs, and especially on holidays, the food is served very quickly. The three of them had only been sitting for seven or eight minutes when all the food was served.
Qi Dongdong, who was already drooling with hunger, didn't bother to talk and started eating right away. After taking a few mouthfuls of rice, he realized that Zhou Yang, who was sitting opposite him and had just been shouting about being hungry, had not started eating either.
He looked up and saw Lin Qiyuan moving Zhou Yang's clay pot rice in front of him.
However, it didn't seem like a meal change. Lin Qiyuan stirred the half-cooked hot spring egg with chopsticks, mixed it with all the dishes and rice, poured Zhou Yang's favorite mayonnaise on it, added a few chopsticks of side dishes, and then handed it back to Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang looked calm, as if this was a matter of course and he had done it thousands of times. He took the mixed rice and started eating it with big mouthfuls without even saying thank you.
In fact, Zhou Yang had become accustomed to being "served" by Lin Qiyuan during this period of time. The other party always did everything well, except feeding the food into his mouth, so he didn't notice how incredible this matter was.
Qi Dongdong's eyes widened in disbelief, his mouth wide open enough to fit an egg. Zhou Yang knocked on his spoon: "Why are you looking at me? Aren't you hungry? Eat quickly!"
Seeing that he still didn't move, Zhou Yang glanced at his casserole and asked, "Is your rice not mixed well? How about I ask my brother to help you? He mixes it the best!"
What's with that proud little tone in your voice when you say that last sentence?
Is it something to be proud of if the rice is mixed well?
Qi Dongdong looked confused and speechless:...Why do I feel like I've eaten a mouthful of dog food?
The author has something to say: Qi Dongdong: I always feel like I just ate dog food!
Lin Qiyuan: Do I need to feel it?
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