Military training is giving water to the school belle, I am thirsty and I am so drunk

In the study.

The butler had someone serve them hot tea again, and the aroma of the fine tea was fragrant.

When the old man was not around, Mo Jiayan's demeanor changed immediately. He fell on the chair in the study as if he had no bones, yawned, and took a sip of the teacup.

To be honest, he walked home right after getting off the plane without any rest. His back and waist ached, and he also had to maintain his image in front of his elders, which was really tiring.

"Boss Mo, aren't we here in the study to discuss cooperation?"

Lin Feng was speechless.

How can we talk in this state?
Yawning again, Mo Jiayan raised his eyebrows lazily:

"What to talk about?"

"We've already said everything we need to say. All that's left is to go look at the shops. What else is there to talk about?"

Besides, it's just a small matter. Is there any need to be so serious and talk about it over and over again?
Mo Jiayan has been the president of the Mo family for such a long time, and he has handled many more contracts than this. It’s just a small matter like opening a hot pot restaurant. If it weren’t for Lin Feng, he wouldn’t even take a second look at it.

Looking at him helplessly, Lin Feng took a deep breath.

When he first met Mo Jiayan, he felt that this man had the eyes of a wolf. Just one look from him could make people feel the creeps all over their bodies. He felt that this man was not simple.

But after being in contact for a long time, Lin Feng saw through it.

It's true that Mr. Mo has the eyes of a wolf, but in fact, all his cruelty is just a pretense to make people afraid of him.

He is very similar to Mo Qingyan. He is cold and ruthless in front of strangers and people he doesn't know well, but when facing familiar people, he is so willful and is completely different from the first time he meets him.

In order to cooperate with Mr. Mo, they pretended to talk in the study for an hour before walking out one after another.

Just as he walked out of the study, President Mo was so stimulated by the smell that hit him that he stepped back.

The door slammed shut.

My goodness, what is this smell?
Mr. Mo, who has been pampered and high-handed since childhood, has never seen something like snail noodles, let alone smelled such a strange smell.

Outside the door, Lin Feng was startled by his sudden action and didn't react to what happened.

Ten seconds later.

He reached out and knocked on the study door, tentatively asking, "Boss Mo? What's wrong with you?"

"Ah... cough... nothing..."

Mo Jiayan coughed awkwardly to hide his inner urge to vomit.

Mo Jiayan digested it for a while, then carefully opened the door and looked at the expression on Lin Feng's face.

However, Lin Feng was already very familiar with the taste of snail noodles.

So Lin Feng's face remained calm.

Mo Jiayan looked confused and dumbfounded, and then began to wonder if there was something wrong with his sense of smell.

With such a strong smell, didn’t Lin Feng smell it???

You know, sometimes when Su Ruoxi didn't want to cook, she would drag him to eat snail noodles, and he was resistant at first.

Most people don't want to eat something that stinks as soon as it smells, and Lin Feng is no exception.

But there was no way. Su Ruoxi kept calling him to eat, and Su Ruoxi didn't cook. He was so hungry that he had no choice but to eat with Su Ruoxi.

I remember that when Lin Feng was eating, he pinched his nose while eating, and Su Ruoxi laughed beside him.

He also said that he wanted to record this moment and show it to him later.

At that time, Lin Feng wanted to give Su Ruoxi a good beating.

The snail noodle is something that smells bad but tastes delicious.

So later on, Lin Feng got used to it. Although he was not addicted to the taste of snail noodles, he was not resistant to it either.

"???What's wrong?"

Lin Feng looked at Mo Jiayan's weird expression and looked at him with a questioning look.

"……vomit……"

Mo Jiayan was just about to ask Lin Feng why he was so calm, but Mo Jiayan couldn't help it.

Because the whole hall was filled with the smell of snail noodles, Mo Jiayan ran straight to the bathroom and tried to vomit, but nothing came out.

Mo Qingyan, who was downstairs, also heard the noise upstairs. He was holding a few snail noodles in his hand and looking at Lin Feng with an innocent face.

There was still something that Lin Feng didn't understand. He knew at a glance that Mo Jiayan couldn't stand the powerful biological weapon, the snail mantis powder.

So Lin Feng didn't say anything, he just went downstairs, and then said to Mo Qingyan: "Your brother... probably can't accept the taste of snail noodles."

"Ah...Is that so? Then...should I still eat?"

When Mo Qingyan heard Mo Jiayan vomiting heavily, he felt that this was not a good thing. After all, it was he who wanted to eat and then caused Mo Jiayan to vomit.

Mo Qingyan silently touched the tip of his nose and blinked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Well...eat it quickly, and then wait for the smell to dissipate."

Lin Fengsi said after a moment of hesitation.

"Oh, so my brother will be okay, right?"

Mo Qingyan silently sipped a mouthful of noodles, then spoke softly.

"No, it's just snail noodles, you'll get used to it."

Lin Feng said to Mo Qingyan.

By the way, he patted Mo Qingyan's shoulder to comfort her.

at this time.

Lin Feng began to have a playful thought.

"By the way, Xiao Mo, I'm hungry too. Is there an extra portion in the kitchen?"

Lin Feng asked.

Lin Feng ignored Mo Jiayan who was vomiting in the bathroom.

Thinking about how he was tortured by Su Ruoxi in the past, he now also wanted to see Mo Jiayan's expression.

It’s fun to think about.

"Well... yes, but... Brother Feng, are you sure?"

Mo Qingyan was delighted when he heard that Lin Feng also wanted to eat.

But he asked carefully, after all, his brother was still in the bathroom...

"What's wrong with it? It's just river snail noodles. It's no big deal. Just go to the kitchen and prepare two bowls."

When Lin Feng said the latter sentence, his tone unconsciously became higher.

Mo Qingyan originally thought that it was not nice to eat snail noodles in the hall, but he didn't expect that Lin Feng didn't mind at all and even ate with him.

By the way...

I also want to take my brother who is in the bathroom right now.

Mo Qingyan just laughed.

Said: "Brother Feng, you are so bad, how could you treat my brother like this..."

"Hahaha, your brother Feng is not bad, it's just that your brother doesn't like you... you know... go and tell the chef to remember to put more pickled bamboo shoots."

Lin Feng gave the order with a wicked smile.

"Okay, I'll go now."

When Mo Qingyan heard what Lin Feng said, she was not afraid at all.

I went straight to the kitchen and told the chef that I wanted two bowls of snail noodles with more pickled bamboo shoots.

It was Mo Jiayan's fault for rubbing his head until it looked like a chicken coop, huh!

Mo Jiayan finally came out of the bathroom, only to be greeted by an even stronger smell.

Mo Jiayan went back to vomit again, and in this way, Mo Jiayan vomited back and forth four or five times.

Until Mo Jiayan became immune, he no longer cared about his image as a president and just lay down on the sofa exhausted.

But Lin Feng didn't want to let Mo Jiayan go just like that.

Lin Feng walked straight to Mo Jiayan and pulled Mo Jiayan up.

Hiding his inner ecstasy, he said seriously:

"What? A small bowl of snail noodles knocked you down?"

"Then how can others discuss projects with you in the future? Won't you be gone if you just take out a bowl of snail noodles?" (End of this chapter)