Chapter 1019 Conflict
A low and hoarse sound penetrated into Feng Yin's ears.

It's tingling and a little addictive.

The unhealthy and somewhat colorful thoughts in my mind turned into a picture, turning over and over in my mind, making my heart feel hot.

"Practice hard, I'll be waiting."

The wind chanted "I'm waiting", which gave Cheng Yanqiu unlimited motivation.

It seems like he wasn't the one who lost strength just now. He wants to continue practicing!

Feng Yin chuckled lightly, hung up the phone without disturbing Cheng Yanqiu's exercise.

Feng Yin hung up the phone, brushing away the bad images in his mind, his cheeks felt slightly warm.

"Hey - there's still a long way to go."

go to bed.

When I fell asleep, I dreamed of everything.

I don’t know if the idea was too strong, but Feng Yin really dreamed at night.

In her dream, she treated Cheng Yanqiu like this and that, making her very unhappy.

"Oh my god——huhu——"

Feng Yin stood up and started, taking a deep breath and exhaling, taking another breath and exhaling.

Finally calmed down the restless heart.

"Is it because I'm older? Have I been single for a long time?"

Feng Yin, who was analyzing himself, walked into the bathroom and washed up while mumbling something.

Feng Yin packed up, put on work clothes, and went to have a work meal first.

Eating the dry bread, Feng Yin missed Grandma Yun's craftsmanship.

She couldn't imagine eating the same bread for decades, or even a lifetime.

There are very few types of bread abroad, and most of them are dry.

If it's not dry, it must be the kind with a lot of sugar or chocolate.

This kind of bread is too sweet for Chinese people to eat.

After finishing breakfast, Feng Yin went upstairs with his colleagues and got ready for work.

Everything was very calm all morning, and Feng Yin worked smoothly.

It was almost noon, Feng Yin still had a few minutes to get off work, and his brain had already wandered off to prepare for lunch. lunch? It can’t just be bread, right? Is it time for meat?

The desire for meat made Feng Yin work even harder.

“Welcome to stay——”

"Fengyin?"

Feng Yin, who originally lowered his head, raised his head when someone called out his name.

Gorgeous natural appearance, exquisite makeup, and golden high heels.

Well, I’ve matched my number, Xu Qingqing.

"Hello, I'm Feng Yin. I'm glad to serve you."

Xu Qingqing listened to Feng Yin's words, looked him up and down, and said sarcastically, "You are a waiter? Did you work abroad?"

Xu Qingqing didn't know that Feng Yin was also one of the candidates this time. After all, Feng Yin was specially invited.

"There is no way. People are too powerful, and there are too many things to worry about."

Feng Yin retorted back neither softly nor hard, making Xu Qingqing feel uncomfortable and ready to say something.

"Qingqing."

Xu Qingqing's manager reminded him that this was a public place and he had to pay attention to his identity.

"Hmph, in that case, let's get our luggage."

Xu Qingqing understood her manager's reminder, but was jealous and refused to let go of the opportunity to humiliate Feng Yin.

The moment she asked Feng Yin to take her luggage, she had the illusion of being superior.

"Sorry, it's time for me to get off work. We are not allowed to work overtime here. The union requires it."

Feng Yin got off work at a certain time.

In front of Xu Qingqing, she took off the white gloves on her hands, took three steps back, and another waiter took Feng Yin's place.

"You--you stop!"

Xu Qingqing scolded her, but Feng Yin didn't even blink at her, so no one could delay her from getting off work.

She's going to eat meat!

"Feng Yin, stop! I want to file a complaint against her!"


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