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There is a self-operated cafe inside Mingque. It is small in size but has an elegant environment and delicious drinks.

Players from the guild often gather here after training. The owner of the cafe is a very beautiful sister who claims to be divorced and has two children, so she avoids any intrusions.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and the hard-earned rest day is coming soon. Xiao Jun promised that he can move around freely after six o'clock. Now the players gather together in twos and threes to discuss where to play.

At this time, the business in the coffee shop is quieter than usual. After all, there are so many fun places waiting to go, so there is no need to waste time in the guild.

But today is different.

The seats in the cafe are divided into one side by the window and one side near the corridor, separated by green plants.

There was only one table sitting near the window, but the half near the corridor was full of people.

As for the only window seat that was occupied, three people from the guild occupied the four seats.

Three people are talking about things, and a bunch of people are listening to gossip.

Zheng Xun sat alone. He didn't like coffee because it would make his heart beat faster, so he ordered the only freshly squeezed juice on the menu.

Cheng Jie, who looked impatient, and Mo Qian, who was smiling, sat opposite him. Each of them had a cup of coffee in front of them, and neither of them moved.

silence.

Zheng Xun pinched the straw and stirred the orange juice in the cup.

He spoke first.

"You two are sitting on the same side, it looks like you are interrogating me."

Cheng Jie, who was sitting outside, rolled his eyes at him, said, "There are too many things to do," and moved the chair to the empty side.

Now the three of them each occupied one side of the table, and Zheng Xun felt comfortable.

Mo Qian replied two messages, then clicked on the page to scan the QR code, handed the phone to Zheng Xun, took back his hand, and crossed his fingers on the table.

"Can I add more this time?"

His questioning tone was gentle, but Zheng Xun felt a chill in his back.

"Captain Mo," Zheng Xun did not give in and wanted to struggle again, "We met by chance. I have never interacted with you Jiuding before, and I have never pried into your mark book... Why are you so persistent in wanting to be my friend?"

"It's just to make friends. We go out to eat or drink tea occasionally," Mo Qian still smiled good-naturedly, "Why don't you exclude me, Xiao Zheng?"

Zheng Xun glanced at Cheng Jie who said nothing.

Cheng Jie mouthed back to him silently——

Three moves in a row.

Treat guests to buy gifts to send home.

"..."

Zheng Xun gave up on himself.

"Anyone who adds me as a friend either wants to settle a score with me, or I want to settle a score with him. Which one does Captain Mo think he is?"

"Then which kind of He Yuxing do you think Wanshi is?"

"..."

"Whatever he is, I am."

Zheng Xun finally understood why Cheng Jie warned him and Xu Guan also warned him not to get involved with Mo Qian of Jiuding.

Now he finally understands.

It’s so difficult!

From the time we sat down to now, we only chatted for a few words. Zheng Xun felt as if he had been pushed to the ground and beaten by the boss in 3S for half an hour.

Zheng Xun once again looked at Cheng Jie asking for help.

Cheng Jie lowered his eyelids. This table was really a table.

…

He didn't want to have any conversation with Mo Qian either!

When Zheng Xun saw Cheng Jie looking away, he stepped on him angrily.

Cheng Jie endured it and said nothing.

Mo Qian kept the corners of his mouth raised, as if he didn't notice the small interaction between him and Cheng Jie.

He's already at the scene, can he still let someone run away?

When the screen went dark, Mo Qian thoughtfully lit it up.

Zheng Xun was sitting on pins and needles.

At a loss, he glanced to the side and suddenly said -

"Ah, it's Brother Xiao!"

Before Mo Qian could say anything, Cheng Jie couldn't bear it anymore.

"Brother, your ability to change the subject is so bad. Why don't you tell me that there are aliens outside blowing up towers? Who is it, Brother Xiao?"

Xiao Jun was standing outside the coffee shop, wearing a suit and leather shoes, separated from them by a window, still answering the phone, and seemed to have an appointment with a friend or partner.

When he saw a table of strangely matched guests inside the transparent glass window, he couldn't help but glance inside the window.

Zheng Xun looked at him eagerly, almost carving the word "help" on his forehead.

Xiao Jun's voice paused, and the friend across from him asked, but he replied that it was nothing.

"We have an impromptu appointment tonight. The cooperation you mentioned, Songque will consider it and give you a reply as soon as possible."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and turned back to the guild building.

Now the atmosphere in the cafe became even stranger. Zheng Xun and Xiao Jun sat on one side, Mo Qian sat opposite, and the unruly Cheng Jie was alone on the other side.

Zheng Xun also enthusiastically gave up his seat to Xiao Jun. Now Vice President Xiao and Captain Mo are sitting face to face, both of them smiling.

"Captain Mo is coming, why didn't you inform us in advance? We can make preparations in advance."

Xiao Jun struck preemptively, and the subtext was——

You have nothing to do, why do you come to us?

"It's not good to stir up trouble because of a personal matter. Vice President Xiao is busy with affairs, so it's too rude for me, an idle person, to trouble you."

Mo Qian shows off his tactics as soon as he sees them——

You’ve already come here, but you still have to choose a date to visit your little shabby guild?

"Captain Mo is being modest when he calls himself an 'idler'. Jiuding is a wealthy guild, and we, Mingque, cannot be compared to each other."

——Get out of here, get out of here, don’t come near our little guild.

"You can't say that. Under the White Tower, all living beings are equal. Our Jiuding is just a rising star. Compared with established guilds like Mingque, we still have many shortcomings."

——The guild is neither big-tempered nor short-tempered. Who doesn’t know how to be weird?

The two of them went back and forth, but no one had the upper hand.

Zheng Xun and Cheng Jie next to them were also winking at each other and frantically sending messages to each other's mobile phones.

——Why didn’t you help me out just now?

——Damn it, Mo Qian is not easy for me to deal with either! He has a powerful mouth.

——If he comes to sing, won’t you stop him? Or I'm not here. How come anyone can enter your Mingque gate?

——You still have the nerve to say that. What did I say when you kept eating and living with me? Besides, it’s not like I didn’t want to help you at the time. I was about to say that Zheng Xun was not in Mingque when a man next to me came down to pick up the car and saw Mo Qian. He greeted him enthusiastically and said that he wanted to strengthen friendly exchanges between guilds, so he invited Mo Qian, a big-tailed wolf, into his guild. .

——Which man? Such a great skill.

——The idiot financial owner dad.

…

——Who is it? ? ?

——Idiot is characterizing him. I call him dad because he pays me a salary.

——No future! At this time, you should bravely resist capital oppression! Cover for your brother! A knife at both sides!

——I'll stab you twice first! When the time comes when my brother has no money, one of us will drink from the northwest wind and the other from the southeast, squatting at the gate of the guild begging for food, right?

Zheng Xun couldn't help but kicked him under the table again. This time Cheng Jie was not used to his faults, so he shook the cup while he was drinking juice.

If Mo Qian and Xiao Jun were fighting openly and secretly between adults, then Zheng Xun and Cheng Jie were fighting each other in preschool.

When Zheng Xun looked around for a tissue to wipe his mouth, he found Xiao Jun and Mo Qian looking at him.

"...The look in your eyes makes it look like you two are joining forces to sell me a good price."

Mo Qian smiled and took the phone back.

"Let's end our conversation today. I have something to go first. Goodbye Vice President Xiao and Cheng Jie. Zheng Xun... If you are interested in making friends with Jiuding, you can contact me at any time."

"No, no, no."

Zheng Xun just drank juice.

Mo Qian did not continue to pester. It seemed that there was something urgent.

When there were only three people left, the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Zheng Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's time to leave."

Xiao Jun replied to the messages he had accumulated just now, and then listened to Zheng Xun asking him next to him.

"Brother Xiao, what did you say? How could Mo Qian be willing to leave? He was so persistent just now."

Xiao Jun didn't even raise his head, his fingers were still flipping through the messages.

"I said you are allergic to humans. If you say more than one sentence, your face will turn pale. If you say more than two words, you will foam at the mouth. If you say too much, you will lie down on the board with your legs together."

"..."