Chapter 87

After listening to Feng Yunting's words, Li Nanfang, who pasted them like brown candy, immediately released his hand, turned around and left. He rushed to the waiter at the door and said, "you heard that just now, boss Feng paid for me."

Feng just realized something was wrong. As soon as he wanted to say something, he thought of the company of a jade man. Naturally, it was hard for him to repent. He nodded in front of the waiter's eyes.

With a bang, after Li Nanfang closed the door, Yue Zitong also woke up: after a long time, the scum ran in to run Feng Yunting and pay for him.

OK, Li Nanfang, we'll see!

Yue Zitong's teeth itch with hatred. Looking at Feng Yunting who is still pretending to be arrogant, he suddenly feels that this fool will not be slaughtered. I'm really sorry for his jade tree like temperament. On the pretext of going to the bathroom, he let go of his arm.

When Li Nan Nan came back to the opposite box, Bai ling'er was a little bit sober and stared at him with strange eyes.

To tell you the truth, Li Nanfang really didn't pay attention to the director of the Department, Lao Liang. He was just an old guy who came to help him and liked to bully him by relying on his elders. What's the big deal? As for Bai linger's ghost?

Mr. Li is not in officialdom. Of course, he doesn't know that Lao Liang is heaven like in Bai ling'er's eyes. Don't say it's her. Even if the Bureau seat wants to say hello to Lao Liang, it depends on whether he is appreciated.

But what about Li Nanfang?

Bai ling'er saw it with his own eyes just now. He dared to give Lao Liang a shameless and impatient look. He was very good.

"Do you know him?"

Li Nanfang just sat down. Bai ling'er, who was sitting across the table, leaned forward and asked.

"Who is it?"

Li Nanfang raised his hand to the waiter to take the menu, and said with a smile, "Oh, you said that the two people in the opposite box, of course, I know each other. One is our boss, the other is a big head named Feng."

Just now Bai ling'er didn't notice who was in the opposite box. Now he didn't plan to care. He shook his head and said, "it's not them. I mean Liang Ting - do you know Liang Ting?"

"Who is Liang Ting?"

Li Nanfang began to play dumb: "is there anyone else who calls this strange name?"

"The old man who greets you on the second floor."

Bai ling'er now has a good temper and patiently introduces: "Liang Ting is not his name. He is the new chief leader of the Provincial Department of our eastern province. His name is Liang Yunqing."

"You're talking about the old man. He's so big that he'll be your leader?"

Li Nanfang was surprised. He quickly put down the recipe, blinked a few eyes and asked, "how many levels higher than you are, is it as big as a governor?"

Bai ling'er didn't speak, just looked at him.

Li Nanfang shrugged, spread out his hands and made an action: "do you think I'm lying to you? To tell you the truth, before today, I really didn't know who he was. We knew each other a few days ago. It rained that day and the road was slippery. When I crossed the road, I saw that he was old and kind-hearted. I helped him cross the road -- "

When it comes to lying and deceiving people, Li Nanfang is definitely a top expert. He has been living in a robber's den since he was 14 years old. He lies with his eyes wide open and his face remains unchanged, which is one of the most basic functions for him to survive.

No matter the expression, action or the tone of speech, there is no flaw. Bai ling'er is not a city girl who can see through, even though she is a criminal policeman with bright eyes.

Does he really not know Liang Ting?

Well, it should be like this. Otherwise, as a scum, how dare he show his face to Liang Ting?

Besides, if they really knew each other, he would not go to jail.

After thinking this, Bai ling'er believes that Li Nanfang can know Liang ting. It's just that a blind cat meets a dead mouse.

Especially when the scum asked her curiously, how big is Liang Ting, and whether he can transfer him to the city Bureau, so that he can become an honorable criminal policeman, and fight side by side with her. In the first line of protecting people's life and property, Bai ling'er's last doubt disappeared, and he turned his lips and asked, "just you? Che, do you think it's a person who can do our business? "

Bai ling'er's disdain deeply hit Li NanFang's self-esteem. He decided to revenge on her. He rolled his eyes, raised his hand, slapped the table and cried, "serve, little boy! Marseille fish soup, foie gras steak, Paris lobster, red wine pheasant, saffron chicken, chicken liver steak -- "

Every time he called out a dish name, Bai ling'er's heart would beat.

This guy is the most right to eat nothing but the most expensive. Whether it's Paris lobster or foie gras, the unit price of each dish is hundreds or even thousands of yuan.

Just order it. Anyway, Bai ling'er is ready to be slaughtered today. But the problem is that he is eating high-quality Western food. It's not a buffet. He ordered more than a dozen signature dishes at a time, which shocked all the waiters who were in charge of ordering.

Finally, the man knocked on the table with his fingers, and the local tyrant asked with great temperament: "is there Lafite of '82? what? No, Shit, I don't even have this. What kind of western restaurant do you still have

"Sir."

The waiter quickly explained: "slow down, our Western restaurants, even those famous Western restaurants in France, will not necessarily provide consumers with authentic Lafite of the year 82."

Lafite of '82 is more meaningful to be collected than to be tasted. If an authentic Lafite of' 82 is put on the auction, it is possible to sell one hundred thousand or hundreds of thousands of it. Now those selling for three or five thousand yuan in Western restaurants are all Xibei goods used to deceive local tyrants.

The waiter has a conscience. He can tell from his clothes that neither Bai ling'er nor Li Nanfang is like a rich man. So he patiently explained to him.

In fact, Li Nanfang knows more about this than she does. She yells that she's going to be Lafite in '82. She just enjoys the pain of peeping at Bai linger's mouth. She almost laughs in the dark, but on the surface she stares and pats the table again: "Damn, I don't care if the wine is used for collection. I only know that when wine is produced, I'll let people drink it! "

The bursting point of woodlouse looked very displeased with the waiter, smiled and nodded and decided not to remind him of his kindness.

"I've heard for a long time how amazing Lafite was in '82. I've always wanted to taste it, but I don't have a chance. Today, the local tyrant finally invited me, but your family didn't. It's really a disappointment."

Li Nanfang frowned and said, "it doesn't look like you have any good wine in your restaurant. Well, I won't embarrass you. Take two of the most expensive ones. I heard that it's beauty. "

cosmetology?

Do you need a hairdressing man with colorful tattoos?

Bai ling'er really wanted to stand up with a roar, patting the table and questioning the scum.

"Officer Bai, what's the matter with you?"

After the waiter was sent away, Li Nanfang seemed to find that Bai ling'er's face was not right. He asked with concern: "is there something wrong? Oh, I see. You look so ugly. Is it because I ordered too much money? If you think you can't afford it, it doesn't matter. Let's just not eat this western food. Let's go immediately. "

Do you think I can't afford it when you've finished counting?

Bai ling'er looks at Li nan'nan without tears, and the little white tooth rattles.

When Li Nanfang saw something wrong and was ready to stand up and run to the door, Bai ling'er said with a smile: "cut, just a meal, I can't afford it?"

"That's good. I'm afraid you think I'm killing you. I'm afraid my liver is pounding."

Li Nanfang took a long breath of relief, picked up the glass bottle and filled the water for Bai ling'er.

Not long enough, the waiter pushed the dining car in and filled the table. When he left, he looked at Li Nanfang with disdainful glance. He said, "woodlouse is woodlouse. Two people ordered twenty thousand yuan of wine and food. Do you really think this is a roadside stall?" Oh, 307, the boss has such a subordinate. It must be very painful.

"Come on, come on, officer white, drink."

Li Nanfang lifted his glass, shook it and said to Bai ling'er, "officer Bai, I wish you today every year. You are always young and beautiful. You are going higher and higher in the officialdom

Today is your height. My aunt only has that little money every month. What do you expect to have today every year?

Bai ling'er scolds him in his heart, but he is too lazy to pay attention to him. He drops his eyes and takes a sip of wine. He thinks that he should call someone to borrow money and pay the bill later.

Li Nanfang is a bit stuffy. After drinking it all, he smashed his mouth and muttered that the most expensive red wine tastes like horse urine. It's not as good as a ten yuan bottle of Erguotou.

Bai ling'er naturally didn't want to tell him that when he drank red wine, he had to gently shake the wine glass to wake up from the "deep sleep" state, and then take a SIP to let the taste buds on the tip of the tongue fully enjoy its unique charm.

As for seeing him use a spoon as chopsticks, pick up a plate of foie gras and pull it directly into his mouth - I don't want to see him. I fork up a piece of calf and put it on the plate and cut it with a knife.

Li Nanfang didn't care to show off his true colors in front of the beautiful women. He soon swept away half of the dishes, picked up the napkin under his neck, wiped his mouth, and gave a pleasant burp: "Er, officer Bai, are you not full yet? I can't believe that you have a bigger appetite than me. You can't judge your appearance. "

What a lady I have to eat. I just ate a steak!

Bai ling'er put down his knife and fork and said, "why don't you eat?"

"Almost."

Li Nan Nan glanced at the dishes in front of Bai ling'er. He wanted to pull them over to continue to eat. He held back: "officer Bai, as the saying goes, there is nothing to be gallant about. Everyone is a happy person. You can tell me straight away. Why do you want to invite me to dinner today?"

"Nothing. I just want to invite you to dinner to express my apology for your irrational behavior the other day."

Bai ling'er is sure now that she doesn't have to follow what the psychiatrist said and have a good chat with Li Nanfang, and he won't bring nightmare to himself.

After all, disgust with a person, and fear of a person's meaning is completely different.

"Well, that's it. In fact, you don't have to. You already - well, I'll tell you seriously that I've completely forgiven you. We'll be friends in the future. How about that? "

In order to express his sincerity, Li Nanfang also extended his right hand.

But was ignored by Bai Ling Er, cold a small face.

"Ha, it's OK not to be friends. The so-called Tao is different, and we don't plan for each other."

Li Nanfang sneered and found a way for himself to resolve the embarrassment of being ignored. He stood up and walked to the door: "I'll go to the bathroom, and you can drink it slowly. Don't waste that red wine. There are thousands of bottles."