In the Zhong's villa.
Zhongyi stares at Wang Yong with beautiful eyes.
Wang Yong was a little flustered by her. He felt his nose and said, "don't you hate me?"
Zhongyi replied coldly: "how can it be? I'm a woman of measure. "
"That's good, that's good!" Wang Yong clapped his chest happily, and put his heart into his stomach.
"Shall we have dinner?" Wang Yong turned his head and saw that the nanny of the Zhong family had already brought up the meal.
However, I didn't know what I like. I glanced out of the window and said, "it's getting late. Mr. Wang, your class today can be over. If you go well, don't send
"..." Wang Yong finally understood the meaning of "women's heart needle".
If there is one thing in the world that can never be figured out, it is the mind of women.
It doesn't seem like a joke to see my favorite look firm. Wang Yong could only stand up reluctantly and murmured discontentedly: "just now, you said you had a measurement!"
Zhong Yi was not ashamed, but solemnly explained: "yes, I do have measurement. It's just that the measurement is a little small! "
"You are cruel Wang Yong stopped for a long time to spit out two words.
Then he left the Zhong's house with a little complaint. Of course, Wang Yong didn't forget to drink the water in the cup before he left.
Don't let me eat, drink some water? All for you! Drink poor you!
Wang Yong, who won psychological comfort with ah q's spiritual victory method, slowly walked out of his favorite sight.
I like the cold face, which has a smile, and then instantly board up, cold hum: "let you dig the corner of my mother! You deserve it
Walking in the night, Wang Yong felt his hungry stomach and could not help complaining about his love again.
However, to be able to exchange a meal for Qin Zheng, no matter how it looks, is a bargain.
Wang Yong felt that it was worth it.
But we still have to eat food, and it's free.
Touch out the mobile phone, Wang Yong dial someone's phone.
"Hello, have you eaten yet? I invite you Wang Yong felt that he was full of hegemony.
But the person on the opposite side obviously didn't buy it, and his voice was extremely cold: "I've eaten. Can I help you? "
Wang Yong said in his heart that he didn't play according to the common sense, but his face was quickly changed into a flattering smile and said: "have you eaten? Oh, that's not a coincidence. But I haven't eaten yet. Why don't you treat me? "
"..." the other side did not speak.
Wang Yong thinks that the opposite side must have chosen the default way of expression, which is really in line with her style.
So Wang Yong hung up the phone cleanly, leaving a sentence: "20 minutes, I'll see you at the restaurant downstairs of Lu real estate."
Dudu, Ziyu Fengqing looked at the mobile phone with the signal cut off. For a moment, I suspected that the shameless evaluation score of Wang Yong was a little too low.
Look at the pile of papers and reports on the desk. These are all necessary for the meeting tomorrow morning. That means it has to be done tonight.
According to reason, Ziyu Fengqing can't squeeze out any time at the moment.
But she hesitated for a long time, still left the pen in her hand and walked out of the office.
A tea restaurant downstairs of Qilu real estate.
Wang Yong and Ziyu Fengqing sit face to face. Wang Yong has been eating since he came in, as if he had never had enough to eat when he visited Europe.
Ziyu Fengqing watched Wang Yong wolf down quietly, and his face became more and more confused.
Is it really that delicious? How come I never felt it before?
Try to pick up a crystal bag, Ziyu Fengqing chews it, then frowns.
She didn't like the feeling of chewing but not rotting, which made her have the illusion of eating leather.
Just want to put down the crystal bag, who expected a hand fiercely stretched over, all of a sudden put the crystal bag into Ziyu Fengqing's mouth.
"You are not what you should be. This kind of crystal bag is made for the convenience of one mouthful at a time. If you swallow the whole bag and feel the stimulation of steamed stuffed bun soup splashing in your mouth, that's the happiness of your taste buds. " Wang Yong's mouth was bulging and he said.
There was a flash of anger in Ziyu Fengqing's eyes, but after hearing Wang Yong's words, he bit the whole crystal bag in his mouth in a suspicious attitude.
This kind of eating method is not very elegant. Ziyu Fengqing, who was taught well by her family since childhood, has been asked to chew carefully and swallow slowly.
If Ziyu Fengqing was seen by his grandfather, he would get a chopstick on his skull.
But when Ziyu Fengqing bit through the whole bun, he felt a kind of stimulation like Wang Yong said.
Ziyu Fengqing's suspicious expression suddenly turned into surprise. She quickly swallowed a steamed bun. She picked up another one and threw it into her mouth.
Such a two, until the whole drawer of steamed buns were eaten, Ziyu Fengqing just showed a trace of lingering look.
She swears that this is an interview for her.
By introducing Guobang, a special country of China, National Geographic reporters put Peng Jiasheng's interview into the article.
In the article, the reporter greatly appreciated Peng Jiasheng's initiative to reconcile with the Burmese government and jointly develop and build a beautiful Burmese border, praising him for taking a big step towards peace.
In addition, Peng Jiasheng's anti drug measures have added a lot of points to Peng Jiasheng and won repeated praise from reporters.
Finally, the reporter asked Peng Jiasheng why he suddenly proposed the idea of reconciliation, but Peng Jiasheng mentioned Wang Yong's name without taboo.
Peng Jiasheng said that he would like to thank a teacher named Wang Yong, who does not belong to China or the United States. He is just an ordinary middle school teacher who comes to travel. But he taught Peng Jiasheng a lot of truth in a short week of traveling. These principles are like enlightening Zen words, which open Peng Jiasheng's mind. So he made the decision.
Peng Jiasheng deliberately conceals Wang Yong's appearance and identity, deliberately blurs Wang Yong's deeds, and talks about Wang Yong in an ethereal way.
But it greatly aroused the interest of magazine reporters.
At the reporter's strong request, Peng Jiasheng described the general image of Wang Yong. Finally, the reporter put the silhouette of Peng Jiasheng and Wang Yong into a picture and put it on the cover of the current National Geographic.
The matching text is legend.
legend.
A legend of the leader of Guobang, a legend of the people behind the leader.