However, Lin Chaoyang attended this day. After the symposium, he left Yanjing Publishing House with a few tailgaters behind him.

"Squeeze! Squeeze further!"

Lin Chaoyang drove here today, so the tails behind him naturally couldn't walk on their legs.

Counting Lin Chaoyang, there are six people in total, and it’s just a four-seater car. What should we do?

Squeeze hard!

Several people squeezed around and finally got into the car. Wang Shuo, a fat boy, ran over and said that he also wanted to have a meal.

It is better to leave a group behind than to leave alone one person.

Everyone started talking, so Lin Chaoyang naturally found it hard to refuse, but there was really no room in the car, and there were four strong men crammed into the back seat, making it as crowded as in the photo.

Upon seeing this, Wang Shuo calmly climbed onto the legs of several people.

"Ouch!" Li Tuo moaned under pressure.

"Hey~ Where are you touching your hands?" Zheng Wanlong asked angrily.

Wang Shuo smiled apologetically, "Hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't touch anything, I didn't touch anything!"

His attitude was so humble that Zheng Wanlong was too embarrassed to argue with him.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel that something is wrong with what I just said.

Chen Jiangong was running the fastest just now. As soon as he got into the car, he grabbed the passenger seat. He sat in front and watched the people behind him huddled together, gloating about his misfortune.

Lin Chaoyang turned his head and glanced back at the back row. Acheng, Su Tong, Zheng Wanlong, and Li Tuo were squeezed into a row from left to right, and Wang Shuo's "jade body" was lying on their laps.

Seeing Lin Chaoyang turn his head and look over, he smiled cleverly, "Let's go! Let's go!"

Lin Chaoyang smiled and shook his head, "Sit down, everyone!"

After saying that, he started the car.

The car was driving on the road, and everyone was chatting casually. There was no longer a meeting, and the topics of conversation were more casual.

The difference is that while others are sitting and chatting, Wang Shuo is lying down and chatting.

When he got off the bus, he was the first one to get off, and several people in the back row couldn't help but let out another whine.

"A good car is comfortable to sit in, much better than a 212!"

After getting off the car, Wang Shuo reflected on his feelings along the way.

The four people in the back row glared at each other. Is that a car? You don’t know what you are sitting in?

Before entering the courtyard, Li Tuo said: "Chaoyang, let's make fried mandarin fish tonight. I haven't eaten it for a long time."

"I want to eat Mapo Tofu!"

“Let’s have a plate of twice-cooked pork.”

A group of people started ordering food in a flurry. Lin Chaoyang's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, "You've got the aura of an uncle while eating, do you think I'm a restaurant?"

Everyone was laughing and joking, but no one took his words seriously.

It doesn’t matter whether you do it or not, let’s order it first and then talk about it. What if you do it?

It was the first time for Su Tong and Wang Shuo to come here. They had heard about the Cultural Salon and Lin Chaoyang's cooking skills for a long time, and they did not dare to speak when everyone was ordering.

When Lin Chaoyang was cooking, he even took the initiative to help.

After more than two hours of busy work, the food and wine were finally served. Everyone ate a lot, and in the end, they were full of food and wine, burping with satisfaction and planning to leave.

That posture is similar to that of a poor relative in Qiufeng, poor and poor!

"Chaoyang, let's go!"

The eating and drinking group headed by Li Tuo waved their hands to Lin Chaoyang and left Xiaoliubukou Alley gracefully.

Compared with those few old men who were just enjoying their meal with peace of mind, Wang Shuo and Su Tong were still conscientious and thanked Lin Chaoyang several times before leaving.

Still young and simple!
Chapter completed!