I love you, Mr.Commander

Mu Li said with a smile, "thanks to Lord Feng's blessing and helping to find children, it's natural to have a lot of peace of mind."

Hearing his answer, Lord Feng laughed, made an invitation gesture, let them go to their seats, and then sighed: "it seems that even if I hide on the 18th floor, I can't escape the debt of the commander."

After hearing this, Mu Li couldn't refuse to smile: "there must be news about children. After all, small things are not worth mentioning in Feng Ye's eyes."

He first put on his high hat to Feng Ye, which was not too big to embarrass Feng Ye.

If there is no news of orange, it seems that you have a false reputation. If you tell him the news of orange, it's not time yet.

However, Lord Feng was Lord Feng. He just stopped a little. He laughed again and changed the topic. "On the 18th floor underground, does the commander feel so?"

"It's very good. It's no different from the 18th floor on the ground. It shouldn't be better. The air is also very fresh. Moreover, the environment here is also good. The stairs are full of flowers and plants. It seems that there are butterflies and birds." Although Mu Li tried to suppress his emotions, his voice still trembled slightly. The underground buildings really shocked him.

"Really? But the underground 18 floors never seem to be a good pronoun. For example, the underground 18 floors of hell means that there is no transcendence forever. " Lord Feng had a strange smile on his face, but he said that the clouds were light and the wind was light.

Mu Li can't help but be alert. Is there any special significance of the eighteen floors underground?

If not, why do you have to invite yourself to dinner here?

"Manpower is better than heaven." I don't know the intention of Feng Ye. He can only be so perfunctory.

"Yes, that's right. It's the saying that manpower wins the sky. The underground has always been the place where the king of hell lives. The 18th floor underground is hell, but here I clearly feel like heaven. As the commander said, even the 18th floor on the ground may not be as good as here." Lord Feng's charming face was covered with a layer of light dignity, which surprised Mu Li. What does he mean?

What hint do you want to give yourself? Or do you want to warn him of something?

"This is Fengye's industry?" Mu Li asked tentatively.

Lord Feng narrowed his slender Danfeng eyes and asked with a smile: "Why are you curious about the ownership of these eighteen floors? But don't forget that we're here for dinner today. "

Hearing his words, Mu Li was embarrassed. Yes, they came to dinner, but he asked about the ownership of the hotel. It was really silly.

Lord Feng glanced at him gently, quickly took back his eyes and yawned: "I'm hungry. Serve?"

Mu Li nodded and changed the topic: "OK, serve."

Lord Feng snapped his fingers, so the waiters dressed in bright traditional clothes of country x poured in and put the dishes on the long table in the flowers not far away.

Hong Qiang almost screamed. How can he eat at such a long table?

"Please. I hope you like it." Saying this, Feng Ye got up and made an invitation gesture.

Mu Li is more calm than Hong Qiang. A man like Feng Ye can't look at him from the perspective of ordinary people. He is definitely a person who doesn't play cards according to common sense.

He and Hong Qiang walked to the long table. They were still hesitant about how to sit, but they found their name cards on the table. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Now, don't waste more words and don't make mistakes.

Lord Feng sat in the upper master's position, while Mu Li sat opposite him, and Hong Qiang sat next to him on the side.

Looking at Feng Ye, who is tens of meters away, Mu Li and Hong Qiang are whispering secretly. How can we eat vegetables like this? Is it that Lord Feng doesn't eat with them? Is it because of cleanliness that you can divide meals at such a large table?

Their idea was soon confirmed. The servant put the dishes and bowls in front of the three people, that is, the same dish was divided into three parts, one for each person, so it doesn't matter how far you sit.

Hong Qiang breathed a sigh of relief. Now it's good. He thought he couldn't get it when eating vegetables.

Mu Li was not so relaxed. He always felt that Feng Ye's arrangement for Jedi today was not random. Every word he said should have deep meaning. Maybe he can't think of it for a while, but he will understand it.

There are ten plates and bowls in front of each person, which are full of meat and vegetables, delicacies, soup, pasta and so on.

In fact, with guests, ten dishes are definitely a grand reception. Although they didn't expect such a reception mode, they are still very satisfied with the dishes.

With an attitude of not eating for nothing, Hong Qiang threw away his arms and began to eat.

Mu Li didn't have such a good appetite, but he took a few bites of each dish.

Ten minutes later, Lord Feng noticed that Mu Li tasted almost all the dishes, so he raised his eyes and looked at the waiter standing on one side.

The waiter immediately bowed to her and went out. Then a team of people followed in. It was the waiter holding the tray. Hong Qiang couldn't help looking at the dishes in front of him in surprise. He hadn't eaten much yet. Why did he serve them again? How can I put it?

His worry was completely superfluous. The waiter pushed the ten dishes in front of them aside, put down the new dishes, and then took away the rest.

Shit! So rich? Ten dishes, Lord Feng and commander didn't move chopsticks much, so they withdrew. Thanks to him, he ate more, or it would be wasted. If they were removed, they would be thrown away?

Hong Qiang couldn't help slandering in his heart, but his hands were not idle. This time, he was smart and ate it in a big way, so as not to withdraw when he couldn't finish eating again.

In this way, ten rounds of dishes were served, that is, each person had eaten 100 dishes.

Of course, it's impossible to finish these 100. Hong Qiang vomited all he ate at last, but he still didn't give up those delicacies, kept filling his stomach, and filled his face with beef in his heart: "shit, is this vegetable spring? How long will it take to finish? If you don't eat, you can't resist the temptation of delicious food. Eat, your stomach is going to explode. "

He couldn't help turning around and looking at the commander. He was calm and relaxed. The commander was indeed the commander. He didn't eat like him at all. It's no wonder he had to be a follower.

Mu Li only took a few chopsticks for each dish. He also met this way of serving for the first time.

Naturally, I am also indignant. Even the ancient emperor may not have such luxury. It's really a sin for him to exaggerate. If he knew that Lin Qing dined with Lord Feng at the headquarters of Mingyou hall every day, and there were eight dishes and bowls and ten rounds of serving specifications, wouldn't he have to spit blood.

The ancient emperors never had such treatment. It would be good for them to eat dozens of dishes at a meal.

Finally after dinner, Mu Li stood up relieved and sat at the table, suffocating him.

Hong Qiang got up and sat down again. He was too full and his stomach was too heavy. He suddenly got up and his center of gravity was unstable, so he fell back to his seat. He smiled awkwardly and stood up again.

Lord Feng did not look at him, but whispered to Mu Li, "commander, are you interested in taking a walk with me? Helps digestion. "

After that, he took a special look at Hong Qiang. Hong Qiang wanted to cry without tears. If you hadn't served some wheel tactics, would I be so miserable by you? It's good for me to digest.

Lord Feng quickly removed his eyes from him. He didn't pay attention to him at all. Naturally, he wouldn't pay attention to his emotions.

"OK, it's good to walk." Mu Li didn't refuse. He hasn't opened his mouth about orange. He can ask while walking. If the environment is good and the mood is good, he won't be rejected.

Lord Feng was very happy to see his promise. His face was white and red, as bright as clouds, "please follow me."

Mu Li and Hong Qiang walked forward with him. After twists and turns, there was a big garden in front of him. It was no different from the garden on the ground. There were all kinds of flowers and plants and fitness equipment, which could be described as a good place to exercise.

"Is it still underground?" Hong Qiang asked suspiciously.

"Do you think you went up?" Lord Feng did not answer him, but asked softly.

Hong Qiang shook his head. He didn't seem to feel it. Then he was still on the 18th floor underground. Unexpectedly, there was such a garden. At this time, it was dusk in the garden. The faint sunlight shrouded everything in mysterious gold. It was beautiful. Who can believe that it was on the 18th floor underground.

The three walked among the flowers. Hong Qiang couldn't help sighing. They were just three big men. They really wasted the beautiful scenery on this auspicious day. If their wife and children were nearby, they didn't wait for him to finish thinking. Suddenly Feng turned his head and asked him with a smile: "I heard you sent your wife and children home?"

Hong Qiang couldn't help but be alert. He didn't know what Feng Ye meant, and nodded subconsciously.

"It's a pity. Wouldn't it be a great thing in life if they weren't brought to accompany you to enjoy the flowers?" Feng Ye's lips opened slightly. After saying so, Hong Qiang was sweating.

God, can he read his mind? What he thinks in his heart, he can know. It's terrible. It's terrible.

"Shall I help you pick them up?" Seeing his nervous appearance, Lord Feng continued to joke.

"No, no, no, they are very good in China. I won't serve here. Adults and children suffer." Hong Qiang knew that Lord Feng could do what he said. He was afraid that he would really return to China and bring Bai Wei's mother and son back again.

Lord Feng didn't say anything, just smiled and went on.

Now Hong Qiang doesn't dare to think about things. He's afraid that his mind will be noticed by Feng Ye again.

His wife and children were finally sent away. He didn't want them to be in any danger. Maybe they were brought back to country X.

Naturally, Mu Li also saw the scene just now. His face remained indifferent, as if he hadn't seen it.

The three men walked for about ten minutes. Mu Li asked: "Lord Feng, I don't know how the children are going. These days..."

Before he had finished his words, Feng Ye said, "some eyebrows, but I can give you news in two or three days."

At the beginning, he was sad to be admired and complimented. Now he has already figured out his countermeasures.

Hearing what he said, Mu Li was not happy, but his heart was more heavy. His words just showed that what they had guessed before was not bad. Orange is likely to be in Feng Ye's hands, and even Lin Qing's whereabouts are in his hands.

But he refused to say it. Maybe he wanted to take the opportunity to blackmail something.

"Really? Can you tell me now? If there are any conditions, just mention them. As long as I can do it, I will try my best to meet them. " Mu Li asked, pretending to be surprised.

"It's not a matter of conditions, but there are some things that need to be handled and communicated. We have to wait another day as soon as possible." Lord Feng shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment. "I've tried my best. Since you ask me for help, I hope you can abide by my rules."

Mu Li listened to him, so he no longer insisted, nodded and said he was willing to wait.

While talking, I suddenly felt that the wind seemed to be suddenly different, and the space suddenly opened up. Wide roads, bright street lights and busy traffic. Hong Qiang suspected that he had crossed. Would there be such a scene underground?