"There are unclean and nutritious junk foods out there. Don't eat those now. Just sit here and eat a bowl of noodles." The man's face was still paralyzed, and he could not see any emotion.
Feng Ling: "But boss, it's my first time to visit the snack street, and the smell is pretty good."
Seeing the young man's expression that seemed a little regretful for not eating those delicious foods, it seemed that since Feng Ling appeared in the base, it was the first time he saw this usually calm young man eager for something. look.
"I'll bring you over if I want to eat after I'm healthy. I'll just bear with it for the next few days."
Feng Ling's eyes fell on a clearly labeled drink list in both Chinese and English spread out on the table. After ordering a bottle of mineral water, he raised his eyes and looked at him: "Can you come over again in the future?"
He said: "If the base is not busy, I can bring you here again during the weekend afternoon break."
After finishing speaking, Nan Heng ignored her and ordered two bowls of beef noodles with the best reputation in this chain store from the waiter who came over.
Seeing that the boss clearly said he wanted to go out to eat, but turned out to have an attitude of "I don't want to be enthusiastic about you", Feng Ling didn't say anything more while waiting for the meal.
When the waiter brought the noodles, Feng Ling thanked him, and at the same time turned around and asked politely: "Is there a barber shop nearby?"
Li Nanheng's hand that had just picked up a magazine on the magazine rack by the dining table paused, turned his eyes, and looked at the waitress standing aside with a dangerous look.
The waitress saw such a handsome and fair boy asking her questions politely. She didn't notice the look in the eyes of the other tall and handsome man opposite her for a moment, and she answered very cheerfully: "Three hundred meters away." There is a barber shop behind the most popular barbecue food stall."
Behind the BBQ food stall
That barbecue place you passed by just now
Feng Ling's expression paused, and he suddenly turned to look at Li Nanheng.
Seeing that nothing happened to him, the waiter smiled again and turned around and left.
Li Nanheng had no expression on his face and didn't explain anything. He spat out three clear words: "No cutting allowed."
Feng Ling: "Why?"
He still had no expression: "No reason, I am your boss, this is an order."
"Boss, you still care whether I cut my hair or not?"
"There are too many boards in the base. I'm tired of aesthetics. Your hair style is not bad." As he said, Li Nanheng casually asked another waitress passing by, and said lightly: "Is his hair style good?"
The waitress was confused by the question, but when she looked carefully at the handsome young man opposite him, she smiled sincerely and said, "Yes, he is very handsome and good-looking, like he stepped out of a cartoon."
Feng Ling could only smile at such a comment. When he raised his eyes again, he saw Li Nanheng raising a stern eyebrow. Although he was stern, there was obviously a hint of pride hidden under the cold expression.
If you don’t want to cut it, don’t cut it.
Feng Ling picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles directly.
No one spoke while eating noodles. Boss Li's temper was unclear, and Feng Ling couldn't say much. Feng Ling herself was usually a talkative person, and the boss didn't speak, so she was especially quiet.
After eating noodles, the two went to a supermarket in front of the snack street.
Feng Ling will stay in the hospital for a week. Although the hospital has everything, daily necessities are not brought out from the base.
She doesn't have any relatives who can help her buy daily necessities. Now that she is out, she can buy some directly. After all, she can take them directly back to the base after using them, so there is no waste.
When they arrived at the supermarket, Feng Ling looked at a lot of things, including shampoo, shower gel, toothpaste, toothbrushes, towels, and sunscreen that could be used at the base, including some other daily necessities.
However, she was not very fast in picking things, or even very slow. She always looked at the price, compared the prices of similar products, and figured out which one was the most cost-effective before finally deciding on it, picking up bottles and cans and putting them in the shopping cart.
Li Nanheng was watching her from the side, and after a long time he asked lukewarmly: "The bonus that the base usually gives you is not enough? Even if some of it is with me, it will not be less than 10,000 per month. , you don’t have enough money?”
Feng Ling selected another toothpaste, put it in the shopping cart and said, "It's enough."
"Since it's enough, why are you so frugal?"
Feng Ling paused and raised his head to look at him: "I'm used to it. I don't spend much money before entering the base. After entering the base, there aren't many places to spend money. It's rare to go out and buy things by yourself and feel the choices. The pleasure of something."
Li Nanheng: "..."
In fact, Feng Ling was much hungry when she was a child. Some people can describe her as poor, but she was not poor. It was because she had no concept of money or life when she was a child. She just could eat and live, like Animal instinct, she gradually understood the importance of money, but she would not waste every penny, otherwise she would only feel uneasy.
Li Nanheng felt irritated as he watched her choosing and comparing.
The reason for the irritability is not because I am impatient to wait here.
But you can see how bad Feng Ling's life was, otherwise he wouldn't be so careful.
When I think of this good-looking young man who once passed by the window of a hotel and was almost kicked out just because he wanted to take a bite of other people's leftovers, it's not difficult to think of the days when she lived a worse life and even went hungry.
There are many members in the XI base whose family conditions are not good, but no matter how bad they are, at least they still have someone to rely on, but most of them are people from wealthy families who choose to train in the XI base because they have ideas and ambitions.
But Feng Ling was obviously different.
"Do you still want to eat barbecue?" The man suddenly asked in a deep voice.
Feng Ling, who was picking a toothbrush cup, paused and raised his eyes to look at the man.
It was as if she could see the indescribable emotions in the man's eyes. It seemed that he couldn't satisfy her with what she wanted to eat just now, and she would have some particularly uncomfortable feeling of guilt. However, this emotion was not obvious, and Feng Ling just looked at it. Probably, the man's expression turned coldly to the other direction, looking at the other shelves behind her.
Feng Ling held the toothbrush cup and smiled: "Boss, I was full just now. Now you ask me to eat again and I can't eat anymore. Besides, it's already very late and I have to go back to the ward soon." Go lie down, aren’t you afraid that I might have digestive system problems?”
"Then let's go out to eat tomorrow night."
As if his purpose was too obvious, Nan Heng was silent for a few seconds and said: "I suddenly remembered that my gang of boys said that there is a snack street nearby with good barbecue. After walking for so long, there is only one restaurant. I guess the taste at that restaurant is pretty good, so I’ve decided to bring you to eat tomorrow night.”