"Mr. Jiang," Goblin put on an awkward smile, waved his hand towards the handyman Jiang Ke, and then said with a dry smile, "You rich people, don't you love to experience life?"

Jiang Ke ignored Goblin.

He took out a menu and a pen and handed them to Mo Qing: "What can we eat?"

Mo Qing took it and gave it to Goblin: "You choose."

"Me?"

Goblin was flattered.

Mo Qing nodded: "Yes, please."

"oh."

Goblin was dizzy.

He took the menu, found a seat, sat down, and started ticking off items.

But after two strokes, Goblin suddenly felt two eyes. He suddenly became nervous. He looked up and saw Mo Qing looking at him with a very meaningful look.

Goblin didn't know why.

Then, after looking at her for four seconds, Goblin hesitated and crossed out one.

Mo Qing's eyes changed instantly.

Goblin: QAQ OK, I understand.

Under Mo Qing's "caring" eyes, Goblin made a difficult choice and finally controlled the cost within three digits.

With tears in his eyes, he handed the menu to Mo Qing.

Mo Qing was very satisfied and checked two more bottles of drinks according to the balance in his pocket.

Jiang Ke was already holding his forehead next to him.

"That's all."

Mo Qing returned the menu and pen to Jiang Ke.

After taking it, Jiang Ke lowered his eyes and glanced at the two of them, asking, "Is it over?"

"It's over."

"..."

Jiang Ke pinched his eyebrows, said nothing, and went to the kitchen with the menu.

"What's wrong with Mr. Jiang?" Goblin felt that Jiang Ke's attitude was strange.

"Who knows."

Mo Qing walked to the opposite side of Goblin.

Goblin leaned forward, half-covered his mouth with his palms, and whispered: "I know why he went to the set to be a stand-in."

Mo Qing raised his eyes and looked behind Goblin.

But Goblin didn't notice.

"I have the quirks of role-playing." Goblin rolled his eyes and continued furtively.

"cough."

Mo Qing suddenly spoke out.

Goblin was startled and looked back.

He saw Jiang Ke standing behind him like a mountain, holding two bottles of drinks in his hands. His dark eyes were calm, but gave people a feeling of pressure.

Goblin: "..."

Jiang Ke put the drink on the table.

He left without saying a word.

"Is Mr. Jiang open-minded?" Goblin's heart was pounding.

Mo Qing opened a bottle of drink and replied: "Just the opposite."

"..."

Goblin could only hope that after saying goodbye to the town, he would never see Jiang Ke again.

This is too embarrassing.

The BBQ will take a while.

After Goblin took a sip of his drink, he looked at Mo Qing carefully and asked, "You invited me to have a barbecue alone. Do you have something you want to tell me?"

"Yeah." Mo Qing responded calmly.

Goblin waited for her to ask.

"Do you still remember the files I tore up?" Mo Qing asked.

"certainly."

Goblin cannot forget.

However, Mo Qing's mention of this matter at this time is worthy of suspicion.

"What, you suspect..." Goblin felt some thin lines appearing in front of his eyes, connecting various information. He was stunned, "The person we met this time is related to the special person recorded above?"

Mo Qing didn't answer and threw the question to him again: "What do you think?"

"impossible."

Goblin shook his head and was determined.

Mo Qing turned his hand over and tapped it on the table: "Reason."

Goblin was stunned and speechless.

"I'm just making a guess. Why are you so sure?" Mo Qing asked.

She still had that laid-back and lazy attitude, but it brought a psychological pressure that was difficult to ignore.

Goblin swallowed.

After a long while, he said: "The files record that our department was established for this group of people. Logically speaking, this task should be passed on to our department. However, our task was obtained from the operations department. Isn't it unreasonable?"

"That's it?" Mo Qing had a sharp look in his eyes.

Obviously, Mo Qing could not be convinced.

"……that's all."

Goblin echoed, lowering his eyelids and avoiding looking at Mo Qing.

His scalp was numb and he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, waiting for Mo Qing to ask further questions.

However, after Mo Qing looked at him for a while, he suddenly leaned back on the chair, folded his legs, and said lazily: "Forget it."

Goblin was surprised: Why don’t you ask?

He felt a little unreal.

"Are you planning to open a canteen in the future?" Mo Qing's tone was casual, as if chatting.

"No." Goblin shook his head, "The canteen will be transferred before school starts. Let's talk about it later."

He has always wanted to open a small shop.

Now the wish has been fulfilled.

With such losses, we must stop the losses in time.

Mo Qing frowned: "No goal?"

"..."

Goblin became mute.

According to his living age, he was a little older than Mo Qing, but when Mo Qing asked him this question, he felt extremely guilty.

"Peng Ren all has the goal of being the best assistant." Mo Qing drew a comparison.

"..."

Goblin was shot in the heart.

At this time, Mr. Jiang, who had Peng Ren as his assistant, came over with a plate of barbecue: "If you have it, it's not of much use."

"We are very tough." Goblin immediately spoke up for his good friend.

Jiang Ke's face was expressionless: "It would be better if you learn to shut up."

Goblin: "..." It's hard to disagree.

Jiang Ke placed the barbecue on the table.

Goblin, who still wanted to say a few words to Peng Ren, was immediately attracted by the smell of barbecue, but when his eyes fell on the mountains of barbecue, he couldn't help but be stunned.
To be continued...