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The lights in the restaurant are bright and pedestrians hurry outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

After Zhang Xiaojian said this shameless remark, the man sitting opposite didn't smile, but the girl in extremely hip-hop smiled slightly.

Gao Qingsong looked at Zhang Xiaojian and said seriously: "It's okay, it's just a bit worse than me."

The inch-length man said: "You really are good friends."

The girl said the second half of what he wanted to say: "It's all the same shamelessly."

Gao Qingsong ignored these two sentences and said casually while looking at the menu: "Zhang Xiaojian, Zheng Jiakai, Zheng Jiaxuan."

"Is your introduction a bit too sloppy?"

But it is logical to think about it. Zhang Xiaojian knew that besides himself, the male must be named Zheng Jiakai and the female must be named Zheng Jiaxuan. Of course, Zheng Jiakai and Zheng Jiaxuan also knew that only Zhang Xiaojian could be called Zhang Xiaojian.

So Gao Qingsong's introduction is not sloppy, but the simplest way to let them know each other's names.

"Jia Xuan, what do you want to eat, this is a treat by the sacred hero next to me."

Zheng Jiaxuan looked at Zhang Xiaojian and smiled. A pear vortex on the left cheek appeared. She asked, "Brother Shenhao, how proud are you? This is more convenient for me to order."

Zhang Xiaojian felt that the first time he met, he should not be too arrogant, so he said: "It's not too arrogant, but you can do anything you want."

"Really?" Zheng Jiaxuan's eyes lit up.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded: "Really."

Zheng Jiaxuan thought for a while but said: "Forget it, I won't kill you when I first met."

Gao Qingsong glanced at Zheng Jiaxuan, and suddenly felt that the little girl seemed to be a lot more sensible than before, but he looked at Zhang Xiaojian again.

I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Zheng Jiakai can understand what Gao Qingsong's eyes mean.

Zheng Jiaxuan could also understand, and immediately glared at Gao Qingsong fiercely: "You said, why did you call my brother this morning to have a meal with me and ask not to bring me!"

Gao Qingsong was also blunt: "I'm not afraid you will damage Zhang Xiaojian in the future."

Zhang Xiaojian: "Huh?"

Here Zheng Jiaxuan's eyes fixed on Zhang Xiaojian's face: "Should I take him badly? Just kidding, you can just ask your friend not to pester me every day and go out together."

Zhang Xiaojian: "..."

Zheng Jiakai rarely speaks here: "Well, you guys, why the noise makes my head hurt as soon as I meet."

"Brother, you can't always favor Gao Qingsong because he is your comrade-in-arms. I'm still your sister!"

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Gao Qingsong and asked, "Have you ever been a soldier?"

Gao Qingsong ordered the dishes first, waved to the waiter, and then showed a look of recollection: "Recalling the past, the prosperous years..."

"Okay, I don't want to listen."

"Puff, you really are good friends."

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In fact, today’s meal is a bit strange.

The acquaintance of a friend with a friend of a friend is generally a natural acquaintance in the bureau of a friend.

Few friends will specially send WeChat to tell their friends that they have dinner together tonight and want to introduce friends to you.

This is not a tongue twister, just what Gao Qingsong did today.

Of course, because of the few people sitting there, except for Zheng Jiakai, the other three can talk very well, and they won't look strange after they talked.

Zhang Xiaojian learned that Zheng Jiakai was a firefighter, which was not unusual, because his military temperament was too strong.

But when he heard that Zheng Jiaxuan was a policeman, Zhang Xiaojian was indeed shocked.

Zheng Jiaxuan looked at Zhang Xiaojian's expression: "Why do you show this expression, don't I look like a policeman?"

Zhang Xiaojian shook his head and looked at Zheng Jiaxuan, who was wearing a baseball cap, and said, "It's not like, when I just slapped my eyes, I thought you were doing REP."

This time Zheng Jiakai also laughed and said: "Don't say, my sister is REP for singing, and her talent is outstanding."

"Brother~~~!"

Gao Qingsong said: "I've heard Jiaxuan sing the pure REP version of "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" before. That's a nice one."

"Gao Qingsong, do you want to die!"

There was talking and laughing when a little boy came over.

"The waiter is just right, give me another plate..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaojian's gaze froze, looking at Hong Xinshu wearing a small vest, he did not speak any more.

The appearance of Hong Xinshu here is unexpected.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't know it was an accident. He first looked at Gao Qingsong and saw the surprise in Gao Qingsong's eyes. He looked at Zheng Jiakai again and found that he frowned.

Finally he looked at Zheng Jiaxuan and found that her eyes were full of disgust.

Then why are you here?

And why is it dressed like a waiter...

Hong Xinshu showed a slightly awkward smile at this time: "Brother Jiakai, Sister Jiaxuan, Brother Qingsong, Brother Xiaojian, hello."

"Uh~~!" Zhang Xiaojian let out a slightly surprised voice, which was extremely long.

Zheng Jiakai could see that Hong Xinshu seemed to know Zhang Xiaojian, so he said: "Xinshu, haven't you caused trouble recently?"

After hearing this, Hong Xinshu glanced at Zhang Xiaojian, and then did not dare to say anything. It can be seen that he is very afraid of Zheng Jiakai.

Although Zhang Xiaojian did not understand the specific relationship between these people, he did not have a good impression of Hong Xinshu, but since he and Zheng Jiakai knew each other, he could not coax Hong Xinshu away.

Who knows, after Hong Xinshu avoided answering, he actually said, "Can I sit down?"

Facing a child who seemed to be very polite, he greeted everyone in a very polite way, and said something very polite to sit down.

If he is not Hong Xinshu, of course he can.

It's just that he is Hong Xinshu. Gao Qingsong raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Zheng Jiakai didn't know how naive Hong Xinshu had done at the party before. He felt that Qingsong was a bit too much, so he said, "Sit down."

Hong Xinshu just sat down as a matter of course, the key is to sit down without speaking. The originally good dining atmosphere suddenly became a little solid.

Zhang Xiaojian discovered at this moment that Zheng Jiaxuan glanced at Hong Xinshu again in disgust, and then said to himself: "Xiaojian, you already know what our job is, then do you have to report to your family?"

Zhang Xiaojian knew that Zheng Jiaxuan wanted to treat Hong Xinshu as stinky shit, and he and she did not like Hong Xinshu, so of course he had to ignore Hong Xinshu's answer.

It's just that he hasn't spoken yet, Hong Xinshu actually replied for him: "The owner of Huating Records, the shareholder of Shanghai Magic Entertainment, the big boss of Jianxing Culture."

Zhang Xiaojian wrinkled a pair of sword eyebrows, narrowed his eyes and looked at Hong Xinshu.

Your kid still touched my bottom?Sure enough, it was a dogskin plaster, and this meal today seems to be unhealthy.

Who knows at this time, Hong Xinshu looked at Zhang Xiaojian with extremely sincere eyes and added: "Brother Xiaojian, can I mix with you in the future?"