Cannon Fodder Is King

Arc 1.14

At this moment, Xu Yehua opened the door and walked in: "Professor Zhu?"

Zhu Zhengqing then remembered the business: "By the way, in order to celebrate winning the lawsuit, the people in our project team decided to go out to have a dinner together and go to the seafood buffet on Nanmen Street. Professor Meng, you helped us so much. , We just want to invite you to go with us to show our gratitude."

Meng Zezhi subconsciously refused: "You are polite, it's just a matter of effort..."

Xu Yehua quickly said: "For Professor Meng, it may be just a matter of effort, but for us, it is no less than saving our entire project team. Professor Meng is just going to relax. Anyway, staying in the laboratory all day is bored. ,What do you think?"

When it comes to this, Meng Zezhi glanced at Zhu Zhengqing and nodded: "Then, it's better to be respectful."

Zhu Zhengqing's mood couldn't help but jump for two points. He said: "If this is the case, let's set off now. After a while, the rush hour will be off and traffic jams will be easy."

"Okay." Meng Zezhi replied: "Then I will clean up the laboratory first."

"Ok."

The laboratory equipment and medicines were arranged in order, the door of the laboratory was locked, and the group of three people went directly to the elevator. Xu Yehua was on the left, Meng Zezhi was on the right, and Zhu Zhengqing was in the center.

On the fourth floor, the elevator door opened, facing a group of decorators holding tools, the other side smiled politely, and then squeezed in, Zhu Zhengqing backed away with the crowd.

When the elevator door was closed, the mobile phone of the person in front accidentally fell to the ground, and the person bent over to pick it up subconsciously. It was probably because of the slender body that he could not touch Zhu Zhengqing’s butt. On the thigh.

Zhu Zhengqing couldn't stand still, fell backward, and was hitting a wall of flesh.

"Sorry, sorry..." The man picked up the phone, reacted, and apologized.

"It's okay." Zhu Zhengqing slowed over, stood firm, and turned around to face a familiar face.

Vaguely, he smelled a familiar smell of medicine.

Meng Zezhi's voice came from his ear: "It's okay."

Regardless of the other things, Zhu Zhengqing's mood became more and more complicated. He spoke and squeezed out two words: "It's okay."

Then slowly turned back.

Meng Zezhi's eyes drooped, rubbing his fingers, thinking casually, this waist is really thin.

Wordless all the way, when he got there, the big guys had already arrived.

Since it’s a celebration banquet, the place set must be no different. This seafood buffet is considered a relatively high-end restaurant. Group purchases of 480 people, crabs, geoduck, golden shells, Argentine red prawns, and sashimi are also on-site. It's made, and it looks pretty good.

The group directly asked for a private room. Considering that they were taking medicine, Meng Zezhi didn't touch any raw or cold food. They only needed some crab legs, char-grilled oysters, and apple juice for drinks.

As for other people's drinks, it is naturally white wine.

"Come here, let's first wish the professor a drink. I wish the professor stay abroad, I am afraid I haven't drunk the white bar much."

Zhu Zhengqing's eyes were dim, as if he had made up his mind. He did not hesitate to pick up a glass wine glass the size of winter jujube, and drank it with his head up. The spicy wine flowed up his head along the throat, irritating his eyes. Brought a little moisture.