Chapter 506

"Ask Ding Li again to see if he has arrived."

The pimple brothers quarreled and were thirsty. Finally, they took a taxi to find a coffee shop to drink tea to quench their thirst.

Ding Li was sent by Gao Mu to pick up people at the airport before they met Tong Mengyao and Bai Xiaobing at the school gate.

Calculate the time. It should be almost received. It will be sent to them soon.

"Who the hell did you ask him to pick it up? You look very serious?"

When asked, Ma Yiming honestly picked up the mobile phone on the table, moistened the coffee and dialed Ding Li.

Following Gao Mu is heroic. Not only Ma Yiming, the vice president, is equipped with a mobile phone, but also Ding Li, the driver.

The purpose, of course, is to facilitate contact.

"Soon, I said I could arrive in half an hour at most."

Put down your cell phone, put down your coffee cup, and put a French fries in ketchup into your mouth.

eat with appetite!

French fries, Ma Yiming's favorite, are more popular than delicacies.

"He can't find it here, can he?"

The cafe they are now in is some way from their school and is not within the scope of their usual activities. Gao Mu is worried that Ding Li is not familiar with the road and can't touch the place.

After all, in the era of no navigation, the route depends on the driver to find it.

"Ann, you think Ding Li's car is for nothing. You don't know. He studies the map of the whole Shanghai at home when he's free, and has agreed with the old man at the newsstand outside the community that he will give him a copy of the new map as soon as he has a new version. Then when he's free, he will drive around the street and get familiar with the route. Do you really think we drive your big run out every day to drink flower wine ！”

In terms of familiarity with the roads in Shanghai, Ding Li is no worse than those taxi drivers.

"Really? Then I really wronged you. I just don't know what happened to the money spent in KTV?"

For a period of time, Ma Yiming used Gaomu's credit card, and all the consumption of Gaomu was clear.

Work in just ways, he can't help but make complaints about what he said.

"Cough, cough, that's also a business need, okay?"

Ma Yiming coughed violently. It was so fucking embarrassing. The boss's money was really not so easy to spend. He had a small book to keep an account.

Fortunately, those bank cards have been returned to Gao mu. It's safe to use cash and spend your own money!

"I think it's your need. With your ghostly crying and Howling music, you can sing. You're not afraid to scare those little girls away?"

"Che, Gao mu, that's why you underestimate me. At least I taught you all your guitars and even questioned my musical quality. Grandma, you are cheating on the king and betraying the school!"

"No, I'm better than blue. You can only blame yourself for your complacency. Apart from ah Zhe's love songs, other songs sing sparsely."

"Don't be complacent. Are you free tonight?"

"Why, something?"

"About singing, the resplendence next to the school. We sing all night. Who loses will pay."

"Naive, no time."

I really don't have time. The person I want to see today is too important to him.

To be exact, the thing that this person is doing is too important to him and related to half of the future business empire.

For such an important thing, where does he have time to go to KTV singing competition with Ma Yiming.

When the dust settles, go to KTV to celebrate the victory and sing a song.

"Why are you childish? I think you are afraid. Hey hey, uncle Ma, I don't have to show real kung fu. I can scare you out of fighting in momentum. Ouye!"

"Send you!"

Two middle fingers were sent up in the air and hooked by the way.

But what Gao Mu didn't expect was that such a wonderful scene happened to be seen by the service younger sister.

However, to his surprise, before the embarrassment, the little sister went to their table and asked with a pure and lovely smile, "Sir, what else do you need?"

"Ha ha ha..."

Ma Yiming laughed wildly. Later, he realized that this was the lobby of the cafe. It was not good to laugh wildly, so he hurriedly covered his mouth.

Just this smile, still can't stop, can only be in the hand covering his mouth, plus a hand.

Under the dual action of his two hands, the laughter could not be heard, but his violent shrugging shoulders still puzzled the little sister.

He looked at him and Gao mu in confusion. He didn't know what he had done wrong and what was funny.

Gao Mu didn't know whether the little girl was real or pretended. However, from her expression reaction, she felt that she probably didn't understand that meaning.

In this age, there are not many such innocent and simple little girls. It's fate to meet one today.

Can't you really explain the true meaning of "eryang finger" to her?

His mind turned quickly. Gao Mu nodded to her with a smile. "You don't need anything. Is the piano you put in the lobby decorated or can you play?"

Although Ma Yiming smiled on the table, Gao Mu asked with a serious face, so the little girl replied seriously: "our piano is not a decoration, it can be played. Do you want to play or listen to the music yourself?"

"Did any of you play?"

"Yes," the little girl looked up at the bar and pointed to the piano. As a result, the person at the bar shook his head, and the little girl's smile immediately stiffened, "ah, sorry, sir, our piano teacher is absent for the time being. I'm sorry."

"No, that's a pity. I still hope to drink coffee and listen to piano music."

The piano music is not piano music. Gao Mu is not so elegant. He just wants to ease the embarrassment before and let Ma Yiming close his thief smile.

"I'm really sorry." the little girl said again, "do you think it's ok? I'll ask when our piano teacher can come back?"

"OK, you ask."

Gao Mu originally thought that since the piano teacher was not there, even if it was, this page would be turned over.

But the little girl's sincere apology really moved him so much that she didn't mind asking.

"What piano music do you really want to listen to? It's so high-end."

Laughing and saying, Ma Yiming can't believe Gao Mu will come. It's true.

"There are not many such simple little girls. They are warmly entertained. You mean to refuse coldly. Listening to more piano music can cultivate your sentiment!"

"Hahaha, OK, then I'll cultivate my sentiment with you."

If he has love, fuck is not necessary.

"Excuse me, sir, the bar doesn't know where the piano teacher has gone. So..." hesitated, "do you want to hear it very much now?"

Looking at the coffee in the cup in front of Gao mu, the little girl hesitated and asked one more question.

Once again, Gao Mu was ready to say it. As a result, he was intrigued by the little girl's words.

"Well, why, can you think of a way without the pianist?"

"The way is yes, but I don't know if Mr. would mind?"

"Tell me."

Gao Mu's interest has greatly increased. If no one plays the piano, he can still listen to it. Is there any way?

"I can also play piano music. If you don't mind, I can try it?"

Big surprise.

If she hadn't said it herself, Gao Mu and Ma Yiming would never have guessed. An ordinary waiter in a coffee shop can also play the piano?

You know, it's still 2000. The piano doesn't mean you want to play today and you can practice tomorrow.

It is impossible to play the piano on such an occasion without the boy's skills trained since childhood.

Visually, the waitress is about the same age as Gao mu. That is to say, at least in the late 1980s and early 1990s, she will contact and train the piano.

"You're not a regular employee in the store, are you?" guessed the answer.

"Yes, I'm just doing odd jobs here."

"Student, what major, from that school?"

"Well, modu art college, music college."

No wonder I don't feel as beautiful as the average waiter. I have a special temperament. I turned out to be an art student.

There's nothing strange about being able to play the piano.

"Is modu art school nearby?"

Generally speaking, students who work part-time will not go far. It is safe and convenient around the school.

"Not far. It's next door."

Modu art school is not a large school, nor is it particularly famous. It is just a part of the crowd, so Gao Mu doesn't understand it.

Just linked to art, it is always reminiscent of the scenes of handsome men and women.

"Well, since you can play it, please help play it. The cost is the same."

Gao Mu doesn't know if listening to piano music in this cafe is the same as listening to people singing in the night stand. Anyway, there will be no mistake in giving money.

"Thank you, sir."

For the little girl, whether she has a tip or not is secondary, mainly because her hands are itchy.

Usually, listening to the pianist play that song from time to time, she actually has itchy hands. Today, the pianist is not here, which just gives her a chance to relieve the itch.

"What can you play?"

Knowing that the other party is an art sister, Ma Yiming knows that she really can, and there is no meaning to continue laughing.

"What do you gentlemen want to hear?"

She is very confident. She is not afraid of Gao Mu and Ma Yiming saying a song she can't sing. Obviously, she is very sure of her music library.

"Well..."

It's typical to lift a rock and hit yourself in the foot. Ma Yiming doesn't know any piano music. He hasn't heard much of it.

He plays the guitar very well, but he hasn't touched the piano.

Look for help and stare at Gao mu. The ball depends on whether Gao mu can catch it. If he can't catch it, it's really embarrassing.

Gao Mu really wants to put a plaster on Ma Yiming's mouth. Can he die without talking or pretending?

He doesn't understand piano music. The ball turns on the tip of his heart. He doesn't know the southeast, northwest and northwest.

If Ma Yiming hadn't asked, he could have answered the little girl. We'll listen to whatever you can.

With Ma Yiming's words, he, an "elegant person" who likes to listen to piano music and drink coffee, would not be a failure if he can't say a song.