Chapter 422

Although he felt uncomfortable, Qi Hongbai also knew that ye Mo did his best, otherwise he wouldn't be so weak.

If it weren't for the other party, his mother would only die in the hospital bed in the future,

"Mr. Ye..."

Qi Hongbai just wanted to say some thanks, but he found that ye Mo had left and there was no Ye Mo at the door.

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After leaving Yanjing hospital, ye Mo took a taxi with a ginseng in his mouth and reported the name of a famous hotel. The best way to recover his anger is to eat besides taking drugs.

The driver looked at the guy on the bus. His face was pale. The first thing he did after he came out of the hospital was to go directly to this high-end hotel. His eyes immediately revealed a clear look.

Along the way, perhaps out of humanitarian heart, the driver kept talking to Ye Mo about truth, goodness and beauty. What life needs to be laughed at right, as long as the heart is strong, everything can defeat yunyun. Ye Mo was shocked.

Finally, fortunately, the distance was not far. The driver sent Ye Mo to his destination in a mood of tears.

On earth.

A seemingly vulgar but actually elegant name is not particularly famous in these 49 cities, but it is particularly famous mainly because of the authentic taste of cooking.

However, because status is always more important than fame, in this earthly world, the Yamen circle or the political and business circles with the real core of Yanjing will not come, which is indeed in line with the word "land".

There are two classes separated by one word, which are not as obvious and dazzling as those in ancient times. However, in Yanjing, the four or nine cities, this country capital with mixed fish and dragons and the most prosperous spirit of the ninth five year plan, these hidden rules have long gone deep into the soul of no "insiders".

No one will surpass, only abide by.

Because only in this way can we be real "insiders" and not "out of the circle".

Yemer chose to be here because he didn't want to go to a higher place to avoid meeting people he didn't want to meet.

After entering the earthly world, the welcoming guest in charge of reception saw the uniqueness of the medical box carried by Ye Mo at a glance.

What Yanjing needs most is "players", antique flowers, birds, fish and insects... Therefore, Miss Yingbin has divided Ye Mo into the circle of "players". After smiling, she took Ye Mo to the second floor of the circle of "players".

The welcoming lady didn't say anything. She just took Ye Mo to the area on the second floor and left.

No matter whether they have money or not, the "players" will not go to the box room alone before they are really ready to discuss. Instead, they will sit on the scattered platform in order to be "accessible in all directions and transparent in ears and eyes", so that they can find out what they are interested in, find a good seller, or consult who wants what, and find a good buyer.

With such a pair of eyes, the two talked about speculation, and then moved on. Another table was set up in the elegant tea room and began to talk about business alone. This time, it was not possible for outsiders to hear it, so as to keep it confidential and safe.

This kind of, especially common in old Yanjing, is the doorway between normal "players".

When ye Mo saw the noisy state on the second floor, he couldn't help shaking his head and was speechless.

He didn't return to Yanjing for a long time. As a result, he almost forgot the way he looked at people in Yanjing stores. He was carrying an antique in his hand and wearing ordinary clothes. In addition, his face was so ugly that he was probably regarded as a black sheep or lost his wealth and collected objects!

Ye Mo shook his head speechlessly and then sat down. Anyway, it's the same everywhere. Now the biggest problem is to have enough to eat, otherwise he can't do anything well.

After greeting the waiter, he ordered some authentic Yanjing tonic dishes, which made the waiter's eyes look a little wrong.

With a weak look on his face, he came up with some big tonics... He was deeply aware of his shortcomings and wanted to remedy them!

Ye Mo is too lazy to worry about these tasteless people. He waves to order them first, then closes his eyes and leans back on the back of the chair.

While quietly listening to this group of old players, they boasted and quarreled with each other, and stretched out their fingers and slowly rubbed their little thumbs to stimulate his body to recover as soon as possible.

The speed of serving food on the ground is also very fast. Not long after ye Mo ordered, a row of service personnel brought plates of exquisite and large quantities of dishes to the table.

For a moment, the smell of vegetables poured into Ye Mo's nose. Ye Mo directly opened his eyes, picked up chopsticks and was ready to start.

However, when the chopsticks just picked up a piece of fried kidney flower with just the right temperature to be sent to their mouth, there was a noisy sound from the scattered platform downstairs, and then faintly came the sound of broken wine bottles and the cry of women.

"Start again..."

Ye Mo shook his head, put the kidney flower into his mouth and tasted it. He was not surprised and used to the noise downstairs.

The more this mixed place, the more likely it is to have some friction. After all, the position of the segment is there.

Ye Mo kept chopsticks. When other people went to watch, only he kept holding food in his mouth.

As various foods with nourishing effects enter the stomach, the stomach is gradually filled, and the sense of emptiness caused by the lack of raw Qi is gradually weakened.

"Kill!!!"

Just as ye Mo was about to order another pot of tea, someone downstairs suddenly burst into a howl. Suddenly, the crowd that had been watching the excitement suddenly became noisy. Ye Mo also stood up and looked downstairs.

Quarrel is quarrel, quarrel is quarrel, fight is fight, but there are few events that can kill people in the street in 49 cities. Even the government and dandies can't do such stupid things.

Yemo looked down. Sure enough, he saw a young man whose face was as white as gold paper. He was carried out by a group of people and put it on the table in the lobby. It was obvious that the young man had lost his breath, and his limbs were drooping and soft. He looked like he was no longer able.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Shit. Get out of the way, you fools!"

At this time, carrying out of the box of the dead man, a group of people covered their heads with coats and ran outside while pushing and shoving the crowd.

Although the common people watched the excitement, they were mostly afraid of things. After a burly guy in this group showed a sharp and bright butterfly knife, they all made way for the road and didn't dare to stop again, for fear of being given such a sudden by the blade.

As soon as the crowd retreated, the group had room to escape and ran away directly.