Ze Ling's press conference ended successfully. Since it took the initiative to issue a challenge not long ago, it can be said that it won a beautiful battle this time.
The press conference just ended and the internet was already full of reports about it. There were too many highlights and surprises in Zeling's press conference. With the background of the historian "standing up the media" and "empty city plan", Zeling's popularity exploded for a while, and public opinion also turned to Zeling's side...
Seeing that everything went smoothly, Ning Xi's nerves, which had been tense for so many days, finally relaxed. She then took out her cell phone and called Han Xiao, inviting him to dinner.
In order to show sincerity, they invited him to their home this time, and also called Gong Shangze, Han Momo, Qiao Weilan and others. Mr. Song said that he did not want to disturb the gathering of young people, so he did not come.
"Master, come over for dinner. We all want to thank you very much. You have given us such a generous gift, so we must treat you to a meal. I'm at Taohuawu!" Ning Xi invited warmly.
"Too far." Han Xiao's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Then where do you live? I'll pick you up, okay, Master!"
"Longqian Mountain Cemetery."
"..." Hearing these words, Ning Xi's face suddenly turned as black as charcoal, "No... Sorry, I can't take it here. How about another place, Pearl River Royal View? This one should be closer, right?"
"Okay." Han Xiao said and hung up the phone.
Ning Xi looked at the hung up phone, speechless.
Damn, is there anyone living in a cemetery? Aren’t you afraid of being scared to death? She didn’t know where to start complaining…
However, she seemed to remember that he seemed to have said last time that he was also a gravekeeper
This guy's career span is simply incomprehensible...
Ning Xi had no choice but to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients, and then went to Zhujiang Dijing to prepare meals. Fortunately, although she had moved, the kitchen utensils here were all available.
Gong Shangze and the others came over one after another, and Ning Xi was preparing in the kitchen.
Looking at the dishes Ning Xi had prepared on the table, Gong Shangze, Han Momo and the others all had strange expressions.
Han Momo looked at the pots of food on the table and swallowed, "Sister Xi, aren't you making too much?"
Ning Xi laughed, "Not much, definitely not much! I was afraid it wouldn't be enough. Wait, there are still a few dishes in the kitchen!"
The doorbell rang, Ning Xi hurried over to open the door, and it was indeed Han Xiao who came over.
He was still wearing the black and white striped sportswear, and he had taken off his hat, revealing his long, straight hair as black as ink.
It was the first time for her to see a man with long hair who looked so good...
"Master, you really know how to pick the right time. The food is ready! Come sit down, we can eat!"
"Yeah." Han Xiao sat down at the table.
Ning Xi brought up the last basin of pig's trotters and sat down.
"Mr. Han, I'll toast to you. Your design is really amazing. I hope I can have the opportunity to communicate with you more in the future!" Gong Shangze raised his glass.
Han Momo on the side also said, "This time, it was really thanks to Mr. Han that the press conference was a success. The historian was so angry. Thank you so much!"
Then, Qiao Weilan and Xie Yichuang also said a few words respectively.
However, for some reason, Han Xiao's expression looked a little ugly...
Ning Xi saw this, not knowing what words had upset the great god, and asked hurriedly, "Hey, great god, what's wrong?"
Han Xiao raised his head and glanced at her, "Didn't you invite me to dinner?"
Ning Xi nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes!"
Han Xiao continued, "I only eat, not chat."
The expressions of everyone at the table: “…”