My Terrible Life in Those Years

When I sent a text message to Miss Panpan, she immediately replied with one word: Huh?

Then came the second message: Add my QQ number.

I laughed and said, "This idea of ​​mine will definitely surprise her, right?"

Fortunately, the company required us to apply for a Tencent QQ account.

She passed through quickly.

"Pretty boy?"

"Big sister?"

"How did I become an older sister?"

You're older than me!

A hammer came crashing down.

"Why did you think of inviting me to dinner here? Was it your idea, or Shu Mei's?"

"That's what we all mean!"

……

"Okay, that's somewhat creative. I'll cancel my other appointments. Pick me up early!"

"OK!"

Then, she sent me a screenshot with my name and a note on it:

Jiang Ning, the pretty boy!

Holy crap, how can I tolerate this?

Backhand: Sister Hong is eating young grass, Panpan!

Then, a series of violent images of hammers, scissors, and other weapons were sent over.

Trying to take advantage of me like that? Not so easy!

Satisfied with the offline process.

A little after four o'clock in the afternoon, Aunt Shu took me and Xiao Zhoutong to pick her up downstairs at her workplace.

I went straight to my designated place for hospitality: Corning Barbecue Stall!

Everyone at the stall, including Xiao Luo and Uncle Ye, was dumbfounded when they saw me come alone with three beautiful women, each with her own unique charm.

Xiao Luo was a little flustered. What did that mean? You even want to take my early shift job?

Uncle Ye gave me a thumbs up and gestured with his eyes: Kid, you're doing great, even better than I was back then!

Fortunately, it's still early and there aren't many customers yet; otherwise, I reckon the customers eating here today would be glancing this way the whole time.

It's rare to see even one such beautiful diner, let alone three at once.

Hong Panpan asked me with a smile, "I heard you're going to cook something yourself?"

I nodded helplessly.

I have a feeling that this woman and that Aunt Shu are going to start messing with me by using food as a prank!

"Hmm, Jiang, the barbecue chef, tell me, what kinds of food are both delicious and challenging to grill?"

"Chicken wings!" I replied curtly.

"Huh? Why?"

"Because this thing needs to have a crispy outer layer that isn't too burnt, while the inside needs to be tender, but it also needs to be fully cooked. If you're not careful, the outside will burn while the inside remains uncooked, and the flavor won't penetrate!"

Hong Dapanpan said without any hesitation, "Okay, you can each cook two chicken wings to try first. Then, you can cook eggplant, chicken feet, oysters, whatever you want. Anyway, you're paying, so I won't be polite."

Aunt Shu nodded with amusement. This girl is quite interesting.

I put on a barbecue outfit, draped a towel over my shoulder, held a menu, and tucked a pen behind my ear, looking quite professional.

Jiang the Barbecue Worker is a better name than Jiang the Pretty Boy!

I was so angry I could have punched a ton of bricks. I had already made up my mind that I would first make a lot of slits in the chicken wings, then sprinkle a ton of ghost peppers in them, and then stuff a lot of salt into the slits.

I'll make her proud, I'll make her really think of me as a barbecue worker!

"What would you like to drink? Three beautiful ladies?"

Hong Panpan waved her hand dismissively: "Barbecue must be paired with beer, right, President Shu?"

Aunt Shu nodded of course. Today was mainly to invite her, so her wishes would definitely be the priority.

Alright, I picked out a dozen strong drinks, packed them with some side dishes, and let them drink first.

Uncle Ye saw me angrily slicing the chicken wings and stuffing them with chili powder.

"Hey kid, what are you doing? Bringing three of them over at once? Aren't you afraid Wan Ning will see?"

I chatted with Uncle Ye while playing with the knife.

"The petite and pretty girl on the left is my colleague in the same group, named Zhou Tong."

"The older one on the right, the one who looks familiar, is my superior, Vice President Shu of the company."

"The young lady in the middle, whose face screams 'I owe her three to five thousand,' is Reporter Hong from a major newspaper!"

"It's all work-related. It's okay if Wan Ning sees it!"

Uncle Ye squinted as he added charcoal to the fire for me.

He scrutinized the three beautiful women, each with a distinct style.

He sighed, "Yeah, youth is wonderful!"

I laughed. Ever since Uncle Ye and I became familiar with each other, he's been making more jokes.

My hand slipped, and damn it, I spilled chili powder on the ones next to me.

Alright, let's share the good times and the bad times, ladies!

He shook his head with amusement: "Kid, these are all your lucky stars, don't overdo it!"

That old guy has a sharp eye; he can tell what I'm thinking and what I want to do with just a glance.

"Don't worry, Uncle Ye, I know what I'm doing. The hope for our business largely rests on these beautiful ladies!"

I called out with a long, drawn-out shout, "The chicken wings are here!"

The hot, fragrant grill was placed in front of them, the skin grilled to a golden brown, sprinkled with a thin layer of cumin, and decorated with a few slits, revealing red chili powder inside. I felt that my grilling skills had reached a new level today.

Hong Panpan's eyes lit up: "Hey, Jiang, I didn't know you had this skill."

I smiled smugly, pulled up a stool, and sat down with an air of nonchalance.

"This is just one of my 108 techniques. Don't be surprised!"

The three women laughed and reached out to take the food.

Aunt Shu and Xiao Zhou Tong, who looked like elites from big companies, chewed their food in small bites, unlike Hong Panpan, who could bite off more than half of it in one go.

"Hong Daji, the way you eat is nothing like the behavior of a lady from a respectable family, a renowned clerk!"

I never missed an opportunity to make fun of her.

Hong Panpan ignored me, rolled her eyes at me, finished the first chicken wing, and then put it down with satisfaction. She picked up the wine bottle and clinked glasses with me.

"It's alright, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, flavorful, but..."

"What is it?"

"This chili powder isn't spicy enough. Next time I'll get some real bird's eye chili powder!"

……

I was speechless for a moment, and when I looked at Aunt Shu and Zhou Tong, who were already scrambling to rinse off the spiciness with ice-cold beer, I realized that my little plan to roast Pan had failed again!

I want to apologize in my heart to Aunt Shu and Xiao Zhou Tong who were implicated.

"Hmm? You guys can't handle this much spice? Perfect, the rest are mine!"

Hong Panpan unceremoniously moved the rest to her front and began to eat heartily.

Well, Aunt Shu and Xiao Zhoutong didn't mind and ate other less spicy dishes.

After a few bottles of wine, the food on the table was almost completely gone.

I looked at Hong Panpan with a smile.

"Young Miss, are you satisfied?"

Hong Panpan took a tissue to wipe her mouth and patted her belly contentedly.

"Ah, that feels good."

He picked up the bottle and raised it towards the three of us.

"I'll remember today's meal."

Aunt Shu understood perfectly, and she was satisfied. The three of them raised their glasses and drank with her.

Aunt Shu gave me a flirtatious look: "Kid, you're one of us! You've done another good deed today."

It's my turn to play.

"Eat as much as you like, because in a few days, you won't be able to get any even if you want to!"

I then let out a soft sigh.

A performance needs to be complete, with words and expressions conveyed in order to truly resonate with the audience.

The three of them put down their cups and looked at me in surprise.

"What's going on, Jiang boy?" The three of them were all perceptive women, and naturally they could tell that there was something hidden in my words.

"Someone has taken a liking to this street, and many stalls at the street entrance have already moved away one after another."

Aunt Shu frowned slightly. She knew about the street renovation; I had told her.

The question is, why say something so important at this time, in this place, in front of Miss Hong?