Zeling's press conference came to a successful conclusion. Since he took the initiative to go to war not long ago, it was also a beautiful battle to win.

Shortly after the press conference was over, the Internet was full of reports about the conference. There were too many highlights and surprises in Zeling's press conference. With the background of history "putting the media on the pigeons" and "empty city plan", Zeling's popularity suddenly exploded and the public opinion fell to Zeling's side

Seeing everything goes well, Ning Xi's nerves, which had been tense for so many days, finally relaxed. Then he took out his mobile phone and called the cold owl and asked him to have dinner.

In order to show his sincerity, he was invited to come home this time. He also called on Gong shangze, Han Mo Mo, Qiao Weilan and others. Song Lao said that he would not disturb their young people's party, so he did not come.

"Dashen, come to dinner. We all want to thank you. You are so polite. A meal must be invited. I'm here in Taohuawu!" Ning Xi warmly invited.

"Too far." The voice of the cold owl came from the other end of the mobile phone.

"Where do you live? I'll pick you up, God!"

"Longqianshan cemetery."

“……” Hearing these words, Ning Xi's face was suddenly as black as coke, "no I'm sorry, I can't pick up this place. Would you like to change to another place? Should this be closer? "

"Yes." Cold owl finish saying, hang up the phone.

Ning Xi looks at the mobile phone that was hung up, a while speechless.

Nima, does anyone live in a cemetery? Not afraid to be scared to death? She didn't even know where to throw up

However, she seemed to remember that he had said he was still a grave keeper last time?

This guy's career span It's hard to understand

Ning Xi had to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients, went to the Pearl River Dijing to prepare meals, fortunately, although moved home, the kitchen utensils here are all available.

Gong shangze and they have come one after another, Ning Xi is preparing in the kitchen.

Looking at the table Ningxi prepared a meal, Gong shangze, Han Mo Mo, their expressions are somewhat strange.

Han Mo Mo looked at the dishes on the table, swallowing and spitting, "sister Xi, can you do too much?"

Ning Xi "ha ha" a smile, "not much, absolutely not much! I'm afraid it's not enough. Wait, there are still some dishes in the kitchen! "

The doorbell rings, Ning Xi rushes to open the door, and it is really the cold owl coming.

He is still a black and white striped sportswear, the hat on his head is taken off, showing a long straight hair like ink.

It is the first time that she has seen such a beautiful man with long hair

"God, you can really pick the time. The food is just right! Sit down and have dinner

"Well." The owl sat down at the table.

Ning Xi will be the last pot of pig's hooves, and then also sat down.

"Mr. Han, I'd like to propose a toast to you. Your design is really excellent. I hope I can communicate with you more in the future." Gong shangze raises his glass.

Han Mo Mo on one side also said, "thanks to Mr. Han this time, the press conference is a success. History is half angry. Thank you very much!"

Then, Qiao Weilan and Xie Yichuan also said a few words.

However, the cold owl's face is somewhat unsightly

Rather evening see appearance, also don't know which sentence provoked this big God not to be happy, ask in a hurry, "cough, big God, how?"

The cold owl looked up at her, "isn't it inviting me to dinner?"

Ning Xi repeatedly nodded, "yes, yes!"

"Cold owl then opened his mouth," I only eat, not chat. "

The expression of all the people on the table: --

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