Qiao Mianmian picked up a braised egg and took a bite. She replied: [Snail noodles, super delicious.]
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On the other side.
Mo Yesi was waiting for Wei Zheng to return with the food and saw her message. He immediately called Wei Zheng.
"Hello, Chairman Mo."
"I canceled the takeaway. Go get a set of snail noodles now, I'll have it for lunch."
His wife said it was super delicious, so it must be really good.
Wei Zheng did not respond for a while.
Just as Mo Yesi was about to run out of patience, Wei Zheng's trembling voice rang out again. "Chairman Mo, did you just say that you want to eat snails?"
"Is there a problem? Don't tell me you can't get it." Mo Yesi sounded unhappy.
"Of course not," Wei Zheng immediately replied. "But, Chairman Mo, are you sure you want to eat river snails? Do you know what they are?"
"Why?"
