Although it was troublesome to be Shen Ying's assistant, he did not think there was anything bad about it. However, anyone would be willing to take a step further. Although he had previously complained about them forcefully dragging him into the water, he actually didn't have much resentment towards them. This had nothing to do with feelings. It was an opportunity that anyone with the slightest bit of ambition would want to grasp.
He tried to think about it. If he had known from the beginning that Chef was already a manager. Although it wasn't to the extent of jealousy, he would still feel a little pressured. If Shen Ying had asked him to be the manager of Hongmeng's plane at that time, he would have agreed in the end. On one side was a successful manager chef, while on the other side was a prospective manager. Their mentality would naturally be affected.
Taking over the plane was so dangerous, so it was better to not know anything from the start.
For some reason, he suddenly understood why Shen Jing objected so strongly when Shen Ying wanted to take over the plane. It was because she had experienced that period herself, so she was even more afraid that she would be in danger.
Shen Jing had always suggested that she reopen the plane. Now that she thought about it, this new plane was indeed a lot easier for her. So … was Shen Ying giving him the safest task?
"Shen Ying …" He suddenly felt a warmth in his heart.
"Huh?" Shen Ying turned around.
The corners of Lonemoon's mouth unconsciously widened. The words were at the tip of his tongue, but he did not know how to say them. He felt that no matter what he said, it would be a little pretentious and not in line with his noble persona. Hence, he reached out and touched her head. After a while, he squeezed out two words, "Silly!"
He was clearly so lazy that he would starve to death if he wasn't watched closely. But he thought more than any of them. However … she was still a good daughter who knew how to dote on her father. He suddenly felt that he could raise her a little more.
Shen Ying was stunned. She looked at the claws on her head and quickly finished the fruit in her mouth. Then, she grabbed her storage bag tightly.
"Father Niu …"
"Yes."
"Let's get straight to the point. Can you stop smiling at me? I'm a little confused! "She kept having the illusion that she was missing something.
"…" Lonemoon's outstretched hand stiffened, and his expression darkened. His hand, which was originally stroking her hair, turned around and forcefully rubbed her head. He successfully rubbed her hair, which was originally not very smooth, into a bird's nest.
Sure enough, she was still that troublesome one. He must have been blind to be touched just now!
Shen Ying, "…"
Yi Qing: "…"
Sigh! Indeed, Father Niu, who had entered menopause, could not understand at all.
— —
When Hong Meng came over with a tired but excited expression, the people from God's Domain just happened to be eating.
Lonemoon and Shen Ying sat on the left and right of each other. It was as if they were comparing hand speeds. The chopsticks in their hands moved like shadows across the table. More than ten dishes on the table disappeared quickly. Yi Qing was standing behind Shen Ying, one hand holding onto her hair, the other holding a comb. He was seriously … combing her hair.
Perhaps it was because Shen Ying was snatching the food too fiercely, and Yi Qing's movements were light, so strands of hair slipped through his hands from time to time. He had no choice but to let go and smooth them back from the beginning. He seemed to have been combing for a long time, but he still tirelessly combed his hair over and over again.
Hong Meng vaguely felt that something had been stuffed into his mouth. He turned his head and looked at his manager, who was busy fighting for food. Speaking of which, did Boss Lonemoon not feel it, or was he used to it?
"Ahem, Boss!" He coughed and couldn't help but shout. Ever since he knew that Lonemoon was their manager, Hong Meng very sensibly changed the way he addressed him.
The two people fighting for food paused. The three people present turned to look at him, and then … turned back again. The one fighting for food snatched the food, and the one combing his hair. It was as if they didn't care about his arrival at all.
Hong Meng: "…" He suddenly felt a little heart-wrenching.
It wasn't until all the food on the table had been wiped clean, Yi Qing's hair was tied up, and he began to clean up the bowls and chopsticks that the few of them had time to pay attention to him.
"Why are you here again?" Lonemoon glanced at him. He still looked like that sage-like Daoist. There was no trace of the bold and fierce look he had when he was fighting for food just now.
"Boss, I've completed the task you gave me." Hong Meng answered with some excitement. "In the future, our plane is complete."
"Who's with you!" The corner of Lonemoon's mouth twitched. He said it as if there was something going on.
Hong Meng: "…" He suddenly felt a sense of danger of being fired.
"What are you here for?" Lonemoon asked.
Hong Meng then pointed to the plane tree at the side and answered, "Boss, the division has been completed."
It was only then that Lonemoon turned back to look in the direction of the plane tree. Indeed, the plane tree that was just a small tree earlier was already as tall as the one beside it. It extended out countless branches, and even intertwined with the golden branches of the plane tree beside it. Especially because the purple one was smaller, and the two trees were so close to each other, it gave people the illusion that they were leaning on each other.
As the manager, Lonemoon could naturally sense everything that the entire plane tree sensed, including the manager of the golden plane tree — Chef.
Lonemoon instantly felt goosebumps all over his body. He subconsciously turned his head and happened to meet Chef's gaze. Their eyes met and they both trembled. Then, they turned their heads in unison.
Ugh …
Hong Meng: "…"
Shen Ying: "…"
"Sir, Boss Lonemoon, what's going on?" Hong Meng looked confused. Why did the two of them suddenly vomit?
"Hey, you don't understand if you're not in the circle!" Shen Ying patted his shoulder. "Continue growing straight!"
Hong Meng: "…" What did she mean? Did he miss something?
"Shen Ying, do these two plane trees need to be so close to each other? Can't they move a little? "She made it seem like he was hugging Chef. It looked disgusting.
"Master, since the purple one is still small, why don't we plant it again?" Chef also suggested.
Hong Meng's face paled. "Don't be rash!" Do you really think it's a tree that can be planted everywhere? This is a plane.
"There's no other way." Shen Ying took out a fruit and said while biting. "These two planes were originally close to each other." Back then, they were too lazy to run so they directly opened it beside them. "Unless we reopen one."
The two frowned. Thinking of Shen Ying's hibernation, they could only give up on the idea of moving the tree. The two exchanged another look, then turned their heads and continued vomiting!
Shen Ying went forward to take a look. That newly grown purple tree, compared to the luxuriant one beside it, looked a little pitiful. There were only one or two visible leaves on the branches.
"Sir, this plane tree is divided into three realms in total." Seeing that the other two were vomiting and really couldn't listen, Hong Meng immediately introduced to Shen Ying like he was presenting a treasure. "I divided it according to the boundaries of this plane."
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