The basics of game design, from getting started to entering the grave

Chapter 13 The Secret of Song Meiliu
As soon as the word "cool and cool" came out, Jiang Qiuqi immediately realized that the person on the other side of the phone was his amiable and respectable mother.

The person across the table had a flattering face and a soft tone.

Jiang Qiuqi had a flash of inspiration and instantly grasped something important.

According to the usual way of getting along with the two girlfriends, daily phone calls are indispensable, unless the two of them work overtime; but today the young mother seems reluctant, answering the phone and acting coquettishly, obviously there is something she doesn't want to do, but she has to listen matter.

If this is the case, the mother's phone call is just in time!Two people who want each other, who is nobler than the other.

"With whom?" The voice of the person opposite suddenly raised an octave, and Jiang Qiuqi was startled.When she realized it, she immediately shook her head desperately.

Song Meiliu didn't seem to see her hint, raised the corner of her mouth, and replied loudly: "With my dear goddaughter, Xiao Qiqi."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed the phone in front of Jiang Qiuqi, motioning for her to explain herself.

Naive, so naive.

Jiang Qiuqi sighed in his heart, the adults have too many twists and turns!How can I pass it!

She resignedly picked up the hot potato in front of her face, smiled all over her face, coughed lightly, and adjusted her voice to the mode of a good girl acting like a baby: "Mom, it's me. I'm in touch with my little mother."

"Why didn't I bring you? Haha, I just happened to meet you while shopping. Besides, my mother's birthday is coming up, so I have to come out to pick out gifts. Yes, we ran into so many shopping malls. You say it's a coincidence, hehe. "

Jiang Qiuqi smiled dryly, the sentences in his mouth were illogical and all coincidences.

"Ah? Hello?" She lifted the phone away, "Why is the signal so bad? Mom, I'll tell you when I get home, hang up first, bye!"

The red button is pressed and the screen turns gray.Jiang Qiuqi let out a long sigh of relief, it must have been muddled through.As for the last thing about going home... Who knows when Superwoman will go back, and she will forget about this matter by then, so she doesn't have to worry about making excuses anymore.

"Yo, it's a good excuse to go to your father's company to buy gifts."

The woman who brought the crisis on the opposite side teased leisurely.

Humph, your little secret had better not be discovered.

Jiang Qiuqi didn't answer, put his hands on the table, and stared closely at Song Meiliu.

Below the willow-leaf eyebrows are a pair of almond-shaped round eyes, thin lips and a pointed chin, delicate and alienated.

Good-looking but not easy to mess with, most people see this face, the first impression should be like this.

The person opposite was a little uncomfortable being stared at by her, his expression remained unchanged, but his left middle finger rubbed against his palm repeatedly.

Jiang Qiuqi keenly caught this little movement and immediately understood.

"That thing again?"

Song Meiliu sighed and nodded decadently.

Jiang Qiuqi was not surprised. After all, such a situation had happened countless times in the past two years.Every time, Song Meiliu reacted like this.

Who said that people change with age?I am afraid that these small details will be maintained from birth to rebirth.

The strength of the mother is the same inside and outside.Her thinking is that if she loves you, she must treat you well in her own way and give you everything she thinks is best.

For example, the mother's "goodness" to my little mother is to constantly find excellent men and introduce them to her.

In her heart, she originally wanted to accompany Song Meiliu for the rest of her life, but her family and career prevented her from spending so much time on her good girlfriends.Especially the year before last, when Song Meiliu was admitted to the hospital with acute appendicitis, there was no one around her.

At that time, the "loneliness diagnosis table" was popular. Tang Zhiliang saw that performing surgery by himself was the highest state of loneliness, and immediately decided that he must find the best company in the world for his best friend.

Her original words, Jiang Qiuqi, are still fresh in my memory: "In the future, in those lonely nights, you will feel warm without me."

As for Song Meiliu, who has been in administration for more than [-] years, she knows all about those bosses with a little money and status.Except for Jiang Qiuqi's father, who has no flair.It is too difficult to find an SSR with equal status.

And she had figured it out a long time ago, there is no man in her heart, she draws her sword to be a god of nature.I am free and happy, if I am sick, I spend money to solve it, and if I am unhappy, I spend money to solve it.Everything can be solved with money, she just needs to make money.

She accepted those blind dates just to give her best friend a reassurance.

For the operation that year, Tang Zhiliang returned to China early for her, and accepted the condition proposed by the other hospital: two months of voluntary support.

If she accepts these, her best friend can work with peace of mind, without having to make unnecessary sacrifices, and it's not a big deal.

After all, what an administration is best at is dealing with people.

"Is anything different this time?"

Jiang Qiuqi noticed that the other party's mood was heavier than before, so he simply asked the reason directly.

"Do you still remember... Wait, let's not talk about this first, you know about me, in exchange, shouldn't you talk about yours first?"

Jiang Qiuqi choked. Is this woman so clear-headed that she won't be swayed by her emotions?
The answer was on her lips, but she couldn't say it.Song Meiliu's little trick is simply not up to the same conditions as her situation.

According to the previous situation, Song Meiliu can easily preset the follow-up scene: helping to conceal, one day was discovered by Tang Zhiliang, and the anger spread to her; Zhiliang's acceptance can make the road ahead smoother.

No matter from the perspective of profit or favor, you will choose the second option, right?Moreover, in their eyes, she should be just a kid who just graduated, and it would be weird to give up the opportunity to continue her studies, to do uncertain things, not to inform the mother who has the most decision-making power in the family, and to give her full support.

Of course, except for Dad.

"Hello, the appetizers are here. Next, the chef will make sashimi and sushi here."

The door of the box was pushed open, and the fat chef pushed the cart in, temporarily interrupting the conversation between the two.

The four-piece appetizer set was brought to the table one by one. Jiang Qiuqi buried her head in the food and drank the soup with a guilty conscience. Unexpectedly, the soup was boiling hot, so she could only endure the heat and swallow it.

I don't know if it was because the pain on his tongue was too strong, but Jiang Qiuqi felt aggrieved suddenly, tears almost filled his eyes.During this time, no matter how tired and nervous she was, at least she was doing her best.But now, she suddenly faltered when everything was about to start.

She was afraid that Song Meiliu would not agree, and she was even more angry at herself who suddenly retreated.

"The one serving you now is monkfish liver~"

"What I'm serving you now is abalone and fish liver~"

"The one serving you now is mackerel sushi~consistent~"

After the chef finished the dishes, he served them briskly.

"Xiao Qi, do you think that the food here is very delicious?"

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuqi secretly wiped away tears, without looking up, took another bite of mackerel sushi carefully.The mackerel, which had a strong fishy smell, was added with chopped unknown vegetables, and it instantly became delicate and smooth. After the fishy smell was suppressed, only the strong seafood flavor remained.

Really good, Jiang Qiuqi nodded, looked at the chef politely, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Then why do you think it's so delicious?"

Jiang Qiuqi didn't quite understand, and tentatively replied: "How many times have you cooked it? Experienced? ... Or the precise grasp of the ingredients, and the help of everyone in the back kitchen."

"Very comprehensive and very official."

Song Meiliu put down her chopsticks and commented with a smile.Then he turned to look at the chef. "Master, why do you think your dishes are better than others?"

(End of this chapter)