Chapter 11 President: I Am Thick-Skinned

The curvature of the corner of Feng Xinglang's mouth deepened, "Since Subei is so hungry, then give him something to eat."

These words frightened North Jiangsu to hiccups, and then he covered his mouth and smiled at Feng Xinglang to please.

Subei just finished eating the dumplings and drank Cheng Qianxiao's soup, during which he was subjected to Cheng Qianxiao's multi-eye knife.

Subei, who was eating very well, looked at Feng Xinglang with anticipation, he was so miserable, isn't it worth giving away a little strategy?

Looking at North Jiangsu's bright eyes, Feng Xinglang couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his head, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

Then Subei got his wish and heard 748's kind mechanical voice, "The strategy value has increased by 5%, and the current strategy progress is 39%."

Thankfully, Subei, who had achieved his goal, withdrew without hesitation.

When Feng Xinglang came back to his senses from his suddenly empty palms, there was only a back in North Jiangsu left at the turning corner on the second floor.

Feng Xinglang laughed and scolded, "Not only is he a little liar, he is also a white-eyed wolf."

Subei thought that, given his level of sleepiness, he should have fallen asleep at the end.

But after falling on the bed, he found himself a little sleepy.

After turning over a few more times, I still felt hot all over.

Subei is a little puzzled, whether it's dumplings or soup, it's not salty, why is it still dry.

Gradually, Subei felt something was wrong, and he seemed a little excited.

He also reacted a little bit, could it be that Cheng Qianxiao added something to the soup.

Originally, Feng Xinglang should have been recruited, but now he has become himself.

Subeicheng lay on the bed with big characters and kept his eyes open all night.

Fortunately, it was almost calm at dawn, otherwise he would have gone to Cheng Qianxiao!

Subei, who had not slept all night, was as sleepy as a dog sitting next to the breakfast, and his head was about to fall on the plate.

Feng Xinglang's voice seemed to pass through the clouds before reaching his ears, "I will come back for dinner in the afternoon, you did it."

Subei nodded randomly, not listening carefully to what Feng Xinglang was saying.

When he remembered Feng Xinglang's words, it was already afternoon.

Seeing that it was almost time for Feng Xinglang to come back, Subei was still in a daze.

Cheng Qianxiao didn't forget to sneer, "I don't think you seem to know how to cook. I'll leave after apologizing to Mr. Feng. If I were you, I would be ashamed to stay here."

Subei nodded solemnly, "You're right, but I'm not you, I'm thick-skinned."

Looks like it's time to use the killer weapon.

Subei took out his mobile phone and dialed an order number.

The five-star service is amazing, and the dishes are delivered to your door quickly.

Cheng Qianxiao looked at Subei in shock, "Mr. Feng asked you to do it, but you actually ordered takeout?"

Subei, "Give the money."

Cheng Qianxiao couldn't get up in one breath, "Why should I give the money and I didn't order it."

"I have no money." Subei said confidently.

In the end, Cheng Qianxiao reluctantly gave the money.

North Jiangsu specially asked the delivery person to throw away all the packaging, so it should be able to fool it.

And Cheng Qianxiao was calculating how to dismantle Subei, and it was not for nothing that she helped pay.

Two people with different thoughts welcomed Feng Xinglang back.

Feng Xinglang glanced at the dishes on the table, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Subei pretended to say: "Try it, it took me a long time..."

Feng Xinglang opened a photo and put it on the table. It was the back of the food delivery person going down the mountain. He said lightly, "This is a villa."