"Is it enough to rent only one year?" He Jia asked again, "Do you want to sign another year?"

Fu Song shook his head and said, "It's almost a year, let's talk about it then."

A year later, the first batch of villas of Lizhi company should be listed and handed over, and he plans to buy one for Xu Qian.

He Jia suddenly pointed to a building on his right and said, "Mr. Fu, I live here, on the third floor."

Fu Song looked in the direction she pointed, wondering: "When did you move?"

When Xu Qian came to Mucheng last year, she stayed at He Jia for a while. Fu Song had been there twice, so I remember it very clearly.

He Jia blinked and said, "Immediately, sign a contract with the landlord tomorrow."

Fu Song was stunned for a moment, then gave her an admiring look and said, "You are still considering it carefully."

He Jia just smiled and didn't say anything else.

After getting on the bus, Fu Song asked, "What do you want to eat?"

He Jia tilted her head and thought for a while, saying, "On the way to the afternoon, I saw a hot pot nearby. I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time!"

Fu Song suddenly remembered something and asked with a smile: "I remember you are from Yuzhou, right?"

"Yes." He Jia nodded, "What's wrong?"

Fu Song looked her up and down, "Everyone said that the youngest girl in Yuzhou has a tough personality, but why can't I see it from you?"

He Jia burst out laughing: "Mr. Fu, in front of you, I can't be so arrogant even if I want to be arrogant."

Fu Song looked at her deeply and said, "I will give you a chance tonight."

He Jia suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him, her heartbeat like a deer ramming, and she stuttered: "Fu..., Mr. Fu, I..., what do you mean?"

Fu Song stared at her pink face for a while, but in his heart, he was fighting with heaven and man. In the end, reason prevailed and smiled: "Haha, what can I mean? I mean..., you can speak Yuzhou dialect tonight, so that I can enjoy my ears."

He Jia: “….”

Fu Song also felt that the excuse was too lame. He laughed dryly, started the car and asked, "How to get there?"

"Come right after leaving the community, just south of the road."

Hotpot restaurants are common local shabu shabu, clear soup base, sesame paste and chili oil dipping sauce, but He Jia still enjoys it and is very happy.

Fu Song took a sip of beer and asked, "Don't you treat your taste?"

He Jia said: "It's definitely not as authentic as my hometown. It's not spicy enough, and it's not numb. But just make do with it, it's much better than eating it in the United States!

Mr. Fu, you don’t know that there was a time in the United States where I dreamed of eating hot pot every night. I woke up the next day and saliva was everywhere on the corner of my mouth.”

Fu Song smiled and said, "Then you eat more."

Seeing Fu Song drinking beer one cup after another, He Jia said, "Mr. Fu, why don't you eat it?"

Fu Song said: "I don't have much appetite. If you eat yours, don't worry about me. If you don't have enough, order it."

He Jia looked at the meat on the table and hurriedly said, "Enough is enough, I can't eat these. Mr. Fu, don't worry, I won't tell Olivia, just eat some, it's boring for me to eat too much by myself!"

"You have a lot of fallacies." Although Fu Song said that, he still picked up the chopsticks, picked up two slices of mutton and put them in his mouth.

The mutton is a slice of local goat meat. It is full of mutton flavor, full of umami and mutton flavor. It throws out the frozen mutton rolls for several streets.

If mutton has no mutton smell, is it still called mutton?

"Why is it a fallacy?" He Jia said seriously, "Isn't eating hot pot just a fun place? How can you be alone?"

"That's right." Fu Song nodded with a smile, swallowed the mutton in his mouth, and said, "To be honest, Mucheng's hot pot is indeed not as delicious as your Chongqing hot pot."

"Yes, right!" He Jia felt honored when she heard Fu Song praise Chongqing hot pot, and was so happy that her eyes narrowed, "When you go to Yuzhou, I will take you to eat the most authentic hot pot!"

Fu Song stared at the bright red chili oil on the corners of her lips and smiled: "I heard that the youngest girl in Yuzhou is like the hot pot there, which is numb, spicy, fresh, fragrant, and full of color and flavor. I have basically eaten the hot pots in other places, but it is just Yuzhou..., the hot pot, I must try it."

He Jia was not stupid at all, so he naturally heard his pun. He raised his eyes and met his gaze. He blurted out: "If you want to eat, go to my place later, I... will give you food."

Fu Song was stunned. He was not stupid either, so he naturally understood what He Jia meant.

The steam steamed from the hot pot had not dissipated in front of him for a long time, making him unable to see her face clearly, but her black and white eyes were extremely shining, as if they had a magical power, as if they were about to suck his soul in.

He quickly turned his eyes away, looked at the street lights outside the window, and asked, "The key to Chongqing hot pot is the base material. Do you have the base material?"

"The basic material is dead, people are alive. With me, a living person, are you afraid that you won't be able to eat authentic Chongqing hotpot?" He Jia's voice was ethereal and distant, and every word was full of temptation.

It took Fu Song a lot of time to come back to his senses, quickly picked up the cup and drank the beer inside.

The cold beer was like a ripples of dry ice, pressing down the violently burning flames in his heart.

Fu Song smiled and said, "It's just your mouth, it's really a waste not to do sales."

Seeing that He Jia was talking about him again, he couldn't help but feel angry. People were talking about this, why are you still pretending to be confused?

How come you are so funny? After you tease melon, you don’t care about it. You are so clumpy!

No, you must not miss the opportunity and never come again. You are a baby who is not proactive, but I must seize this opportunity today and let you kiss my beauty!

He Jia made up her mind, but before she could speak, she suddenly heard someone shouting: "Mr. Fu, you are having dinner here too!"

This sentence is like a small stone throwing into the quiet lake, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere between the two, and blocking He Jia's words back.

He Jia almost sprayed out an old blood, and she felt so depressed. It felt like you were fishing and the fish were biting the hook. At this time, a slutty man suddenly threw a big stone into the water.

However, why is this sound a little familiar?

He Jia looked up and saw Wu Xi standing by the table with a smile, with two men and women standing beside her.

Fu Song was thinking about how to bite off the fat meat on the fish hook without being hooked by the fish hook, but Wu Xi suddenly appeared, not only interrupting his thoughts, but also scaring him.

Being a thief is guilty, which is what he is talking about at this moment.

But after all, he is a tried and tested veteran driver. He instantly adjusted his mindset and asked with a smile: "It's Xiao Wu, are you here to eat hot pot too?"

Wu Xidao: "Mr. Fu, I am here to accompany the guests to have a meal."

Wu Xi is now the director of the Office of the Vision Research Center and the grand steward of the entire research center. She is in charge of everything except academic research within the research center.

Fu Song had actually seen a man and a woman beside her for a long time. He pretended to notice, stood up from his seat, and said in confusion: "These two are..."

Wu Xi quickly introduced: "This is the boss of Guangwei Group, Mr. Chen Guangwei and Mr. Chen."

"Hello, Mr. Chen!" Fu Song shook hands with Chen Guangwei.

"Hello, Mr. Fu, hello!" Chen Guangwei grabbed Fu Song's hand with both hands and shook it hard, "I have heard of Mr. Fu's name in Mucheng for a long time, and I finally saw the real person today!"

Fu Song was embarrassed by the other party's enthusiasm and was almost incurred by cancer. I am not a pretty girl, so what?

But when he reached out and didn't hit the smiley person, Fu Song smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, you are too polite. Judging from Mr. Chen's accent, are you also from Mucheng?"

Chen Guangwei smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I'm from Dengzhou."

There were only two prefecture-level cities in the eastern Shandong Peninsula, Qindao and Mucheng. Dengzhou was separated from Mucheng in 1987 and upgraded to prefecture-level cities. It has only been six years since the past, and many Dengzhou people have habitually called themselves Mucheng people.

In fact, this kind of psychology is very easy to understand. It’s like you originally had a rich father, but one day you suddenly asked you to call a pauper, and no one would be happy about it.

If you don’t believe that you can divide a certain area of ​​the imperial capital into Northern Zhili, the people in this area will definitely break the sky.

After a few greetings, Wu Xi introduced him again: "This is the boss of Huaxi Group, Ms. Zhao Yan."

Zhao Yan is not very old and looks about the same age as Wu Xi and He Jia. She is as famous as her name, and looks gorgeous, but her thick eyebrows and big eyes reveal a sense of heroism.

However, when Fu Song saw the two braids on her shoulders, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

What era is this? How can you dress up like a village girl?

Such a beautiful little girl, why not leave black and long straight?

Although Fu Song was overjoyed, he shook hands with Zhao Yan calmly and said hello: "Hello, Mr. Zhao."

"Hello, Mr. Fu!" Zhao Yan lowered her posture and bowed slightly to hold Fu Song's hand. "I heard about your name when I was in Hainan. Everyone said that you are a master of the entrepreneurial world.

My little sister has been looking forward to meeting you and listening to your guidance. I got what I want today, I am so happy!”

Fu Song heard the other party whispering a little girl, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and he laughed dryly: "Mr. Zhao, I'm just a businessman, I don't have much ability, I can communicate with each other, and I dare not be accustomed to it."

"Mr. Fu, you are too modest!" Zhao Yan did not climb up the pole and stopped when she saw it was good. "I would like to give you some advice in the future!"

Fu Song smiled without comment and reached out to make a gesture of invitation: "Since you are a guest, if you don't dislike me, let's have something together."

"This..." Chen Guangwei and Zhao Yan looked at each other, "I'm afraid of disturbing Mr. Fu... It's better to obey your orders than respect, Xiao Zhao, sit down."

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "I'm so lucky today. I can get rid of Mr. Fu's fairy spirit. In the future, I can tell you that Mr. Fu and I have had a meal on the same table!"

Fu Song met the man and woman opposite each other, and the old and the young cooperated tacitly, and he found it funny.

Although He Jia was a little dissatisfied with these two uninvited guests, as Fu Song's secretary, she hid her little emotions very well and smiled and said to Fu Song: "I'll go change the bottom of the pot and order some more things."

Fu Song nodded and asked the two people on the other side: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Zhao, what should I drink?"

Chen Guangwei saw a few beer bottles in front of Fu Song, and smiled and said, "Just beer."

Zhao Yan echoed: "It's best to eat hot pot and some beer."

Seeing that Wu Xi was still standing next to him, Fu Song waved and said, "Xiao Wu, why are you standing there? Sit!"

"Hey!" Wu Xi quickly moved a chair and guarded the table.

Zhao Yan glanced at Wu Xi and smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, can I ask you a question?"
To be continued...