Su Bei glanced at Ding Jing in surprise.

How could she, who came here to "take advantage" and prepare to be "favored" by Mo Shangyun, to say such confusing things with confidence?

"What the hell?"

Mo Shangjun's gaze fell on several boxes at their feet.

Five boxes, stacked in two piles, would be about two meters high if accumulated together.

"It's all food. We went to pick up the parcel in the afternoon. He said it was for you, so he asked us to bring it to you." Ding Jing said, then he lowered his head and looked at the outer box of the box, staring at the pattern and words of the mooncakes, and spoke in a deep voice.

He said in a low tone, "I guess it's mooncakes."

"Where's the express delivery order?"

Mo Shangjun walked over.

"My brother!" Ding Jing immediately handed the torn off express receipt to Mo Shangjun.

"Get lost."

Mo Shangjun rolled his eyes at her speechlessly.

When I looked down, I saw that it was indeed frost on the ink.

I sent so much, probably for food for their team.

Ding Jing hinted, "So much, you can't finish it by yourself. After two days of the Mooncake Festival..."

With a quick glance, Mo Shangyun folded the express delivery slip in half and said decisively, "It won't take more than two days, let's split it up now."

"Really?" Su Bei was startled.

"otherwise?"

Mo Shangjun shrugged and opened the office door.

The steps he walked were so graceful.

Su Bei and Ding Jing, who were standing at the door, couldn't help but look at each other.

Didn’t you say that you would make mooncakes yourself during the Mid-Autumn Festival?

Their team is not a group of "smart" people, and they can probably only pick out a mooncake made of Tang poems. There are so many ready-made mooncakes here, and they can be used during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Why does Mo Shangjun have to waste money on buying materials and time on making mooncakes?

The most important thing is - the ones they make themselves are not as good as the ones they buy!

Look at the brand of this mooncake, it's a well-known old store brand...Why can't she think about it?

"Both."

Walking to the desk, Mo Shangyun suddenly stopped and turned sideways.

Su Bei and Ding Jing immediately straightened their backs and stared at her warily.

"Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, get rid of this pile of mooncakes, and let's cancel the debt you two owe." Mo Shangyun said with a smile, "Also, take Yu Yitong with you, don't say you won't play with her.

Son."

Su Bei "..."

Ding Jing "..."

The two looked at each other, and then saw the same thing in each other's eyes - is she crazy?

However, Mo Shangyun was crazy, but they were not crazy.

If you refuse this kind of deal, which provides you with food and avoidance of punishment, you will be really a fool.

Just do it.

The two of them opened the box on the spot and took out boxes of beautifully packaged mooncakes.

All the money was spent on the packaging, and the gorgeous packaging made them feel sick in their stomachs - Brother Mo Shangjun was really worried about spending too much money.

There are six months of cakes in one box.

They left one box for Mo Shangjun and distributed the rest.

The four teams will be given some points, at least one for each team member, and the excess will be dealt with within the second female team.

After all, they are all our own, and they must think about their team.

So, before it got dark, all five boxes of mooncakes were "defeated".

All of them were thanking Mo Shangjun for the moon cakes.

After Mo Shangyun returned to the office after dinner, she suddenly thought of Mo Shangshuang, so she took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Mo Shangshuang, saying that she had received the moon cake.

Mo Shangshuang was no more free than her and didn't reply to messages in time.

However, Mo Shangyun unexpectedly discovered that many people were poking at her on WeChat.

This surprised Mo Shangyun.

Because I have acquainted with many people and rarely uses my mobile phone, I usually get bombarded with messages every time I log in to WeChat.

But, this time...

It's the same time period and the same group of people.

She took a cursory glance and saw that they were all high school classmates she hadn't contacted in a long time.

To be precise, I was a relatively close friend at the time. I didn’t usually keep in touch with her, but if I knew she was free, I would usually ask her to make an appointment for a meal or something.

But, she is really too busy... I haven't contacted her for a long time.

Most people are asking her what she is doing now. The reason is that Shang Ru said she saw her in the hospital and said she was very different from her previous self. Because of the mysterious legend that Mo Shangjun once was in school, so many years later, everyone's impression of her

It was still very deep, so we started chatting immediately. The classmate group was lively and lively for a long time, attracting the attention of many people.

Some people were curious and came to ask in person.

Of course, all of these questions came with good intentions. Seeing Shang Ru's intention to ridicule, I thought of asking Mo Shangjun what was going on.

After Mo Shangyun finished reading the news, he sighed deeply.

I'm jealous, I have so much free time...

I originally planned to pretend I didn't see it, but just when Mo Shangjun was about to quit, he saw Si Sheng's message popping up.

Si Sheng, why do people tell me that you raise pigs in the army?

Mo Shangyun "..." Fuck.

Who did Mo Shangyun listen to?

She is in the same grade as Si Sheng, and they both studied in the capital in their third year of high school, but they are not in the same school. However, they both have a lot of friends, and they have some common connections. They just didn't expect that it would be so irrelevant.

Such bad things can be reported to Si Sheng by someone who is too idle.

Si Sheng said a name.

Mo Shangjun thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out who the other party was.

Si Sheng can you clarify?

Mo Shangjun doesn't need it.

Once a popular figure in the school, Cheng Yi is now raising pigs in the army... This kind of rumor is really hot!

No one will completely believe it, most of them are just trying to have fun.

Such small things need to be clarified...to lower her style.

Si Sheng did not reply to the message again, but with a "smooth move", he informed Yan Gui of the news.

Si Sheng didn't know what Mo Shangyun did in the army, but if it was said that "Mo Shangyun feeds pigs", Yan Gui should also be considered one of the "pigs".

——This is a personal attack. Can you please tell Yan Ergui?

…

That night.

Mo Shangjun was eating mooncakes leisurely, showing off to Yan Tianxing the worry-free members of his team.

In the men's team next door, Yan Gui squatted on a chair in the dormitory. He was so angry that he ate three months of cakes in a row, but he still couldn't suppress his anger.

"What's wrong, so unhappy?"

Chu Ye, who came to visit, poked Yan Gui's bulging cheeks with his fingers and smiled very happily.

It's rare to see Yan Gui acting like a little doormat. Good guy, not to mention how cute he is.

Yan Gui pushed his hand away.

At this time, two figures walked past the door.

Yan Gui was barefoot and didn't even wear shoes. She jumped off the chair and ran outside——
Chapter completed!