Qin slightly tilts his head, grabs the pillow with one hand, and throws it down under Yin Xinxin's gaze. The pillow flies over her head and falls behind her. Yin turns back to see that the pillow just falls back to its original position.

"Put on your shoes and come out."

Yin Xin turns back, Qin Xiaoduan is no longer in front of the bed, walking towards the door.

Wang Yu on one side saw this and quickly grabbed Yin Xinxin's hand. His face was incredible. "Oh, I didn't expect that you were so high at home that you dared to hit president Qin with a pillow."

"Why not? If you don't fight for three days, go to the house and uncover the tiles. " "Hum!" said Yin Xinxin He made a noise, climbed to the bed, put on his shoes and walked out of the room.

Wang Yuwei's admiration behind him made him worship Yin as a God.

Outside, a slender middle-aged man in a suit was talking to Qin Xiaoduan. When he saw Yin Xinxin and Wang Yuwei coming out, he said hello with a smile and handed over two business cards. Yin Xinxin politely took them over. It turned out that this was the restaurant manager of the hotel, surnamed Yang. He said with a smile: "I'll take you to the restaurant for dinner."

Qin nodded a little, and the party followed manager Yang to leave the sixth floor and take the elevator to the seventh floor. There are no guest rooms on the seventh floor. The whole floor is full of dining places.

It's near 12 o'clock at noon. It's the restaurant.

The decoration of the restaurant is very orthodox, the standard Chinese flavor, and the hotel hall is resplendent. The price of the chandelier on the top of the hall is not cheap. It can be seen that the people who open the hotel have paid a lot of money.

Half of the seats in the hall are full. Walking past these dining tables, Yin Xin has been quietly swallowing saliva. The dishes on each table look delicious, and Wang Yuwei around her can't turn her eyes.

Manager Yang led them to the largest and most exquisite super large luxury dining table in the center, stopped and said with a smile, "this table will be your special table in the next six days." Then he looked at Qin Shaoduan, "Qin Shao, can you serve now?"

Qin Xiaoduan looked at Yin Xinxin, and saw that although she was sitting upright, her eyes were aiming at other tables from time to time, bending the corners of her mouth. Qin Xiaoduan nodded, "OK."

The waiting time was not long, and the delicious dishes were put on the table.

Wang Yuwei looked at this table of delicious food, his eyes were straight, he came to Yin Xinxin's ear and whispered: "Wow! So many dishes! That's all for the Manchu and Han people! "

Yin heart quietly swallowed saliva, just want to speak, at this time the mobile phone in the pocket vibrated.

Yin Xinxin takes it out of his pocket and sees a new short message on the screen. Press the read button, Ding Tuo sent: "where are you?"

Since Ding Tuo's last meal, they haven't contacted each other for more than a month. Yin Xinxin recalls what his mother said to her. How can he think and feel incredible? He didn't say a few words with Ding Tuo in high school. They didn't communicate with each other. How can he like himself? Besides, Ding Tuo has been abroad for several years and has just come back recently. If he really likes himself, he can't keep in touch with himself all the time. Therefore, Yin Xinxin thinks that what his mother said is not advisable at all.

Yin Xin hesitated to put her hand on the keyboard of her mobile phone, but she went back to him. After all, it was impossible for her not to contact Ding Tuo, which was a bit too deliberate. Moreover, after several times of contact, Yin Xin felt that Ding Tuo was a good person, a friend worth making, and there was no need to give up a good friend.

After thinking about it, Yin Xin replied: "in Wucun village of Jiangzhou."