"Mark, at dinner just now, you said something was wrong with foreign wine. Is there a problem?" The foreign wine agency was obtained by my brother-in-law who lost all his money. Although the foreign wine business is good, the more so, Shen Dapeng Yue will be afraid of some unnoticed and very serious problems.
Baijiu looked at what Shen Dapeng had suddenly faced. Mark glanced at Shen Dapeng with a casual glance. "Actually, it's nothing. I feel a little strange, not like whisky, and more like your country's baijiu. Before I thought that Baijiu was white, I saw bamboo leaves green today, and I knew that liquor can also have other colors."
"Hehe, not only the green of bamboo leaves, but also pink cherry wine, Luoshen flower wine and Shaoxing flower carving yellow rice wine, huh? Yellow rice wine, yellow rice wine... It's a bit like the color of foreign wine. "
The more Shen Dapeng said, the more he felt that he had no bottom in his heart. He looked straight at mark, "do you have friends who know wine in America? If you have time to ask me about the foreign wine we drink today and why it tastes strange. "
"Just ask me. I have a good friend who runs a winery at home. If you ask Jason, he really doesn't understand. I'll call him tomorrow and let you know." Mark will try his best to do what he promised Shen Dapeng, but Uncle Benshan's crooked cap on TV... Is obviously more attractive to him.
The next morning, the sky was misty and pale like a fish belly. Through the thick shading curtains in the room, the sun could not shine into the room.
However, after getting drunk last night, everyone slept early and soundly, so very early, Shen Dapeng woke up from his chaotic dream, opened his hazy sleep eyes, and looked at mark and Jason who were still sleeping. Shen Dapeng carefully moved his muscles and bones, and stretched his arms and legs.
Just as he was quietly preparing to wash, the phone suddenly rang and subconsciously pressed the mute. First, he looked at the phone in his hand.
"Wang Yuying!"
Shen Dapeng rubbed the blurred corners of his eyes, "Hey, did you wake up too early?"
"I don't want to. Sobbing, my aunt called me early in the morning to ask about your friends."
Wang Yuying's voice was also lazy, with a bit of helplessness and grievance in her tone. "It's only... At six o'clock, just after dawn, my aunt said to invite me to dinner. I don't have an appetite. Besides, I have to lose weight."
"Lose weight? It's hard to see how much you ate last night! " Shen Dapeng walked quietly to the washroom and saw a disposable razor placed on the washstand. He touched the soft but real stubble, sighed and shook his head.
"You said I could eat? Believe it or not, I'm in a stew with you? Stewed vermicelli with pork. "
"No, I'll be sticky when your meat is cooked."
"I'll eat it when it's sticky. I have a good appetite. How about it?"
Wang Yuying was very proud to answer one second before. The next second, she suddenly felt something was wrong. The noodles would not stick until they were stewed for a long time. If Shen Dapeng was noodles, what was he?
"Shen Dapeng, dare you say I'm a pig..."
"Well, I didn't say, don't wronged me."
"You wait in the house and see how I deal with you."
Wang Yuying actively hung up the phone, while Shen Dapeng smiled like a simple child. After washing, in order to avoid Wang Yuying's "pursuit", he was about to rush out of the door, and the phone rang again.
Shen Dapeng thought it was Wang Yuying. He didn't want to answer it. He glanced at it inadvertently. It was a strange number that had not been stored. Only those who had a good relationship knew his telephone number, and he saved the telephone numbers of his relatives and friends around him.
In other words, the strange number must be unfamiliar. Shen Dapeng wiped his face and pressed the mute button first. He was wondering whether to answer it. Mark suddenly opened the door of the washroom, half squinting his eyes vaguely. One hand scratched the thick sweat on CHIGUO's chest, and the other hand did the standard pants off posture of going to the bathroom after getting up in the morning.
"Hey, wake up, don't help me." Shen Dapeng clapped his hands to wake mark up.
"Well, see, hurry out. I want to go to the bathroom. I drank so much wine last night and didn't go to the bathroom. I'm all holding it in my stomach." Mark yawned with his mouth wide open. He couldn't speak clearly, but judging from his impatient state, he must have been suffocated.
"Ha ha." Shen Dapeng dodged and flashed for fear of bumping into Ma Keyuan's bulging stomach. He came out of the washing room and was trying to pick up the phone in his hand, but the phone suddenly hung up.
Shen Dapeng shrugged indifferently. A stranger called. He didn't have so much curiosity to call back. If the caller really had something urgent, he would call back.
"Dong Dong."
"Shen Dapeng, open the door."
Not noisy knocking at the door and Wang Yuying's gentle voice sounded at the same time. Shen Dapeng was stunned in place for a few seconds. Wang Yuying said that she should teach herself a good lesson. Why would she be so gentle? It's not like her usual temper. Is it because of mark and Jason?
"Cough, wait." Shen Dapeng didn't want to look for abuse all morning. He turned and went back to the washroom.
"Hi, I'm t ayuduin? I'm peeing. It's rude of you. " Mark subconsciously pulled half a sentence of his mother tongue and turned half a body. The booming liquid almost didn't Zi Shen Dapeng's pants.
"I want to hush, too. Someone knocks at the door. Open it." Shen Dapeng is glad he hid fast, but mark has peed for a minute and hasn't solved the battle. It seems that he has been holding it all night.
"Who knocked at the door so early?" Mark shuddered. His soul trembled out of his body.
"I don't know. It's probably the waiter. Go quickly. I can't hold it." Shen Dapeng pushed and shooed mark out. The closed door opened a gap and observed quietly.
"Dong Dong!"
The knock on the door continued. Mark was still in a confused state when he just woke up. He didn't want to open the door. At one glance, Wang Yuying was stunned outside the door, "President Wang? What can I do for you? "
"Uh, uh, ah... It's okay."
Wang Yuying hesitated. Her eyes looked like a curious baby, staring at Mark's chest full of thick hair. She secretly sighed that foreigners are indeed another completely different species on the other side of the ocean.
Usually, I see the strong and strong foreign men in the movies. Today, it's really different. In fact, Wang Yuying used to wear sexy and charming people like monsters, but she hasn't even seen the upper body of a foreign man CHIGUO. Even the body of an ordinary man, Wang Yuying hasn't watched it so close as now.
"Hey, hey, wait a minute." Mark couldn't see whether he was crying or laughing on his embarrassed face. His arms twisted and crossed in front of him. Even his legs were slightly inward, looking like an X-shaped leg.