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    Even the posture of holding the cell phone was different from a moment ago, the fingertips gave a lurch, and chills brewed in his upturned eyebrows.

    Secretary Liang stood next to him and inexplicably winced.

    When he tried to get a good look at their president’s expression, Qin Mo had already paced over towards that side, his voice was very light: “Tonight’s first gathering, what does everyone want to eat, tell Secretary Liang to book the place.”

    When the Imperial League Warriors had a new member, they celebrated with a big meal, a tradition that happened every year.

    “I want fondue! “

    “Fondue again, can’t you be a little creative? “

    “Anyway, if there’s meat, I’m not picky! “

    “How about a roast? “

    “No amount of baking can supply you with food, pig one.”

    “Are you nuts, it’s not like we’re at the beach with a waiter grilling for us.”

    “Oh yeah, I forgot, roast pork then! Grilled meat with beer, must have a dozen!”

    Saying that, Lin Feng turned his head to ask Fu Jiu: “Little Spade, can you drink? “

    “Sure.” Fu Jiu licked his thin lips, “Budweiser can come a dozen or so.”

    Lin Feng’s eyes lit up, reached out to Fu Jiu’s shoulder, and the other hand didn’t forget to reach out and shake Fu Jiu’s hand: ”Fellow travelers! I’m really a fellow traveler! Look at you, surely you have not spent much time in bars! “

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