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    After taking the last shrimp pincer, Fu Jiu felt almost ready to go, and was planning to give Qin Da Shen a, “Thank you for the lobster, see you next time.”

    I heard Qin Mo ask beside me with a smirk, “Have you eaten? “

    “Well, eat well. “Fu Jiu nodded his head, his mood is still okay, not bad, Qin Da Shen has already learned to exchange pleasantries with people, it turns out that the face-to-face strategy is still useful.

    Qin Mo laughed a little, looking at his languid and lazy appearance, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his fingers lifted up.

    The waiter immediately handed over the menu with both hands.

    Qin Mo glanced at the waiter, “Go get the bill. “

    The bill?

    The waiter was puzzled, the president didn’t need to pay the bill for dinner?

    COCO and Fatty don’t understand what’s going on either.

    But then they heard their family president fling out a sentence without panic: “Hand it to your ninth master, he’s buying dinner today. “

    COCO: “……”

    Fatty: “……”

    Fu Jiu: “……”

    Even the waiter: “……”

    Fu Jiu reacted the most directly, and his eyes that were still trying to discharge toward Qin Mo jerked a bit.

    When did this …… meal become her treat!

    And isn’t the hotel’s last name “Qin”?

    “Great God, I remember this is your family’s property, are you sure you want me to invite?”

    Where’s the poise? Fu Jiu raised his eyebrows.

    COCO and Fatty were a little embarrassed to be listening.

    After all, the president had never let anyone else have a guest, or in his own hotel.

    The waiters who were standing around, also looked at me and me, and did not go any further.

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