"Damn it! I'm so tired. "
Half an hour later, ye Tianlong, who had been running for a whole morning, leaned against the wooden post at the door of a Beijing noodle shop to breathe. Then he took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was all here.
He thought that Wu lingshuang's meal was over, so he got up and walked into the noodle shop, and found a place to sit down from the crowd.
Smelling the delicious food, he had a big appetite. He ordered a bowl of noodles with shredded chicken soup, two fried eggs and a portion of fried liver.
He felt that he could eat clean.
Before long, a middle-aged waiter came over to Ye Tianlong with a tray, which was just the noodles and fried liver he ordered.
"Here it is
Ye Tianlong happily took a pair of chopsticks and excitedly waited for the hot food to be served.
"Bang!"
But as the waiter approached the table, he was hit by a young man in a couple and the tray shook.
The soup noodles and fried liver are about to fall out with a slap, and the direction is the head of a little girl at the next table. If the hot soup falls down, the little girl will go to the hospital
but without waiting for ye Tianlong to help stabilize her, the waiter takes a quick half pat and moves, and at the same time points to the antelope hanging horn twice.
The sliding bowls and plates stop instantly and fall back to the tray steadily.
Then, the middle-aged waiter put the tray on Ye Tianlong's table and said respectfully:
"Sir, your food is ready."
Ye Tianlong's eyes narrowed slightly and glanced at each other's left hand. He had only three fingers.
When the middle-aged waiter saw Ye Tianlong looking at his hand, he shrunk back with a smile, and then said, "slow down." he lowered his head and went back to the back hall.
"Wuxiangjiezhi!"
Ye Tianlong looked at his back and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect that there were Shaolin experts in this noodle shop."
Although the middle-aged waiter's hand is fleeting, ye Tianlong has been able to recognize that the opponent is using wuxiangjiezhi, one of Shaolin's unique skills.
This is the highest realm of Buddhism, which is colorless and formless. It is also the martial arts that the Dharma Institute specializes in. Most martial monks can't even touch the door, so they are somewhat curious.
However, his attention was quickly attracted by the couple who hit the man just now.
The young man didn't feel that he had nearly run into an accident. He walked to a long narrow wooden table opposite and sat down.
Later, he called the girl over.
Ye Tianlong just thought that young men were familiar, but when he saw young women, he immediately remembered their names, Fu Dajun and Zheng Xiaolan.
Although the weather has become cold, but Zheng Xiaolan or knitted jacket and skirt collocation, coupled with black stockings, still beautiful and moving.
Compared with Zheng Xiaolan's fashion and beauty, Fu Dajun is much more conservative, wrapped in a black jacket and wearing a pair of black framed glasses.
He was dressed like an intellectual in the 1980s, with a proud face similar to the pride of the day. He was arrogant, but he had six black bags around him.
Bags are brands, but also men's clothing, clothes, shoes, belts are.
At the moment, he is holding the dish card to instruct Jiangshan:
"serve me these dishes quickly and with good quality, or I will give you bad comments."
After Fu Dajun ordered two bowls of mixed sauce noodles and four meat dishes, Zheng Xiaolan took out her wallet as usual, but Meili's eyes were more puzzled:
"we don't have a big appetite. Two bowls of noodles and one sauce skeleton are enough. Can you finish the four dishes? Why don't we lose two? "
"One can't be less, four dishes and two sides, just right."
With a big hand, Fu Dajun asked the waiter to place an order quickly: "how can you be so humble when you come out for dinner with your girlfriend?"
"It's my incompetence that I didn't take you to eat Western food on Friday. If I don't order some hard dishes to reward you in this shabby noodle shop, people will think my boyfriend is incompetent."
"Let's make do with it first. In the future, I'll make money and take you to Manchu and Han banquet."
Fu Dajun was very forthright, and then added: "don't worry, I can't finish eating. I can't pack it. I can eat it at night."
Zheng Xiaolan didn't speak any more. She took out 200 yuan from her wallet and handed it to her. Her pretty face was a little ugly.
The waiter first looked at Fu Dajun with appreciative eyes, and thought that this guy looked very rampant, but he was still very good to his girlfriend. Who knows, it was Zheng Xiaolan who paid for it.
He took two hundred dollars and snorted. The curious guests at the nearby tables all laughed contemptuously.
Ye Tianlong gave a wry smile. He didn't say anything. He just lowered his head and ate his own noodles.
"Dajun, I'm not feeling well. I want to go back to the rental house to have a rest after eating."
After taking back the change, Zheng Xiaolan squeezed out a smile: "I won't go to the apple store."
"What are you saying?"
Fu Dajun's smile stopped in a moment, staring at Zheng Xiaolan coldly, he said, "if you don't go to the apple store, what's the point of my going?"
"You're not feeling well. What's wrong with you? It was fine just now, but I didn't feel well in the twinkling of an eye? Do you think I'll ask you to pay for Apple seven later? "Zheng Xiaolan gently shook his head: "no, I'm really uncomfortable."
"Don't cover it up."
Fu Dajun showed a touch of disdain on his face and snorted heavily: "you are just worried about paying. I have told you many times that the pattern should be bigger."
"Eighteen thousand is a ball in your life? What's more, when I become the richest man, I will be rewarded thousands of times. "
Ye Tianlong was choked by the soup and almost spewed it out. He had seen shameless people, but he had never seen such shameless people.
"I'll tell you frankly, when I go to the apple store later, I really want to buy Apple seven, and I really want you to pay in advance."
Fu Dajun pushed his glasses and hummed, "but I didn't ask you to pay for it in vain. I'm also thinking about you."
"I now have apple six. When I have apple seven, apple six will be given to my father, and apple five from my father will be given to my mother. In this way, my mother's apple four will be used for you."
"Then you can replace your rotten millet, and you can use apple four. Isn't that something to be happy about?"
Ye Tianlong coughed. This time, he was really choked. Fortunately, Fu Dajun was not his friend, otherwise he would have gone forward to fight and break up with him.
Seeing Fu Dajun's aggressiveness, Zheng Xiaolan's mouth touched him for a moment. She was very reluctant. She just wanted to talk but stopped several times. She didn't seem to dare to refuse Fu Dajun.
At this time, Fu Dajun patted her arm and made the final decision: "it's settled. We'll buy a mobile phone later."
"You can go if you don't want to. Just give me 8000 yuan later. I've seen your salary. There was a lot of commission last month."
Zheng Xiaolan couldn't bear it. She whispered: "I'm going to pay the rent next week."
Fu Dajun impatiently waved: "eighteen hundred things, just find a colleague for relief."
"If you feel that the salary is not enough, you can consider Guo Shao's suggestion that you go to work in his company and double your salary."