Chapter 202: Being humble to Ma Qijun
Ye Xiaomei was stunned, she looked at the man and then at Ye Xiaolin. At this moment, she frowned and looked at Ma Qijun with a puzzled look.
Ye Xiaomei suddenly recalled the scene she encountered at the steamed bun shop this morning. Even though Zhang Hao was a child trafficker, his leg was clearly broken, and he arrived at the scene earlier than the government officials. What did this mean?
It’s terrifying to think about it.
"Our signature dishes, the first one is Drunken Shrimp, the second one is White-Slashed Chicken, the third one is Dragon and Phoenix Fight, the fourth one is Farewell My Concubine..."
At this time, the store manager came in, turned sideways, and let in all the waiters who were carrying all the signature dishes of the Sixi Hotel.
In just a few minutes, the table was filled with delicacies from land and sea.
As the dishes were served, the manager called out the names of each one. Ye Xiaomei looked at them in surprise. Wasn't Farewell My Concubine a Chinese opera? After a closer look, she realized it was stewed black chicken with old tortoise.
Black chicken? Ye Xiaomei's mind went blank. She seemed to have never seen such a black chicken in Murakami's family since she was a child. Why did she feel so sure that this was called a black chicken?
"Do you know my godfather?" Ye Xiaolin looked at Ma Qijun in surprise. He was still as handsome as he was three years ago.
He was working in the fields with the warehouse manager in a military green vest, his handsome face was covered with sweat, his eyes were deep, and the moment he looked back...
Ye Xiaolin still remembers the feeling of her heart pounding.
But there had long been a difference between their looks and expressions; even the tone of his voice lacked a trace of emotion; he might as well have been a stranger asking for directions.
There was always a feeling of "out of sight, out of mind", not to mention that she dressed up carefully today, but Ma Qijun didn't even look at her for half an eye.
Ye Xiaomei, who was standing by, saw the complicated look slowly emerging in her eyes, and subconsciously stared at her intently for a while.
Ye Xiaomei felt a sudden pain on the back of her head and took a few steps back. She finally understood why Wang Juan said that she had deceived her. Her relationship with Xue Wenhao was not simple.
If Ma Qijun hadn't moved quickly to support him, he would have fallen. "Are you feeling unwell? Then don't eat anymore and go back."
As he spoke, Ma Qijun pulled Ye Xiaomei out of the door.
Ye Xiaolin stood up subconsciously: "Ma Qijun, Ye Xiaomei gave you face, right?"
That feeling of superiority has lasted for more than half a year, and she won't allow anyone to ignore her like this.
Ma Qijun said nothing, dragged Xiaomei downstairs, and took money out of his coat pocket to pay the bill.
Ye Xiaomei turned around subconsciously and looked up. Ye Xiaolin was standing on the second floor, looking down at her, eyes full of resentment.
"Brother Ma, let me do it." The salary cards are all in the hands of his wife, so the man naturally has no money.
Just as he was about to turn over the cloth bag, Ma Qijun had already settled the bill.
"Where did you get the money?" Ye Xiaomei clearly remembered that he had said before that one didn't need to spend money in the army, and that one would have no worries about food and drink, and one wouldn't need to buy anything, as all the money would be provided by the logistics department.
"I applied for funds from my superior." Ma Qijun said this without any surprise.
Who knew that just as she was about to leave, a childish voice came from the second floor: "Pretty big sister."
Ye Xiaomei glanced sideways and saw, isn't that Ah Zhi?
At the same time, Xue Wenhao came out of the first private room in the corridor, with a cigar in his mouth and his hands on the railing:
"Ma Qijun, we are destined to be together...haha!"
Xue Wenhao came down the stairs with a big smile, walked up to him with big strides, and said with a big smile on his face:
"I've heard a lot about you, and I've always wanted to date you. How about we chat while we eat?"
Ma Qijun said nothing, but slowly put the change from the service counter into his jacket pocket.
Xue Wenhao wore a black windbreaker, took off the most popular sunglasses, and began to pay attention to Ye Xiaomei:
"Oh, this is actually your wife. I met her once and she is a virtuous and good wife."
Ye Xiaomei was so flattered that she didn't know what to do. She could only subconsciously hold the man's hand tightly. Was this considered guilty? In fact, she didn't want to be the so-called virtuous woman at all.
"Beautiful big sister..." Azhi on the second floor waved at Ye Xiaomei.
Ye Xiaolin beside him was obviously stunned for a moment. Wasn't he a powerful boss? Why was he talking to Ma Qijun with a smile like a grandson?
At that moment, Ye Xiaolin even felt that she had recognized the wrong person. This person was definitely not Xue Wenhao.
A single word from him could shake Chaocheng's economy; a stomp of his feet could break Chaocheng's entire economic chain like cremated ashes.
He was swift and decisive in his actions. Once he found someone who was disloyal to him, he would kill one or two of them without even blinking an eye.
Have you seen it before? Ye Xiaomei subconsciously grabbed the man's hand.
Ma Qijun understood what he meant: "Then let's see if there are any dishes my wife likes on Mr. Xue's table."
Xue Wenhao was slightly startled. He was still a romantic man! He laughed and made a gesture of invitation.
Ye Xiaomei screamed in her heart, this Xue Wenhao is not a serious person, don't go...
Ma Qijun disagreed.
In the private room.
The man pulled Ye Xiaomei over to sit on his left side so that it would be easier for him to pick up food for his wife.
"Father, I just ordered all the signature dishes of the Four Happiness Hotel. How about moving them over here?" Ye Xiaolin looked at Ye Xiaomei with a strange look.
Unexpectedly, Xue Wenhao just laughed and ignored Ye Xiaolin:
"How can we eat leftovers when entertaining such an important person as Chief Ma? Send them down and make it again."
After these words were spoken, Ye Xiaolin, who was bending beside Xue Wenhao, looked particularly ugly. Even if she wanted to embarrass herself in front of everyone else, she just didn't want to embarrass herself in front of Ye Xiaomei.
Ye Xiaomei's heart shuddered. Damn it, what a waste! That table would cost at least several hundred yuan. How many days would she have to work in the dumplings business? How many times would a man have to risk his life to earn the job allowance to be able to afford this?
But Ah Zhi clung to Ye Xiaomei, calling her "beautiful elder sister" over and over again: "I like you so much, elder sister, do you still remember my name? We met this morning. I'll be very sad if you forget."
Ye Xiaomei didn't have time to feel sorry for him anymore. She rubbed Ah Zhi's head and said:
"I will definitely not forget, Azhi, your name is Azhi."
Ah Zhi was particularly happy, and he gently touched Ye Xiaomei's belly with his little hand:
"Pretty sister, when the little brother is born, can you let him call me brother?"
Ye Xiaomei's pupils shrank.
The older generation said that a child can tell whether the baby is a boy or a girl just by looking at the pregnant woman, and she thought it was superstition.
It seems that this saying is true. Yes, when she looked inward, she could see that she was pregnant with two boys.
She said that at first just to get angry at Wang Lan. Who made her unwilling to admit that she missed her grandson so much that she went crazy?
But, I have said this to the men, and to our two daughters.
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously looked at the man sitting upright next to her and found that his eyes were fixed on Xue Wenhao.
It was as if they were going to dig a hole in his face.
The old man who had been in the business for half a lifetime laughed and said, "Commander Ma, you are in a high position and have made great achievements in the war. I, a commoner who only knows how to do business, have to thank you for giving us China a peaceful place. I will drink first to show my respect."
Xue Wenhao raised his head and drank a glass of white wine. When the glass fell on the table, he took a breath of alcohol and quickly picked up the chopsticks to rinse his breath. He found that Ma Qijun had not touched the chopsticks, so he gestured:
"Chief Ma, pick up your chopsticks. I come to this hotel quite often. If you want to entertain guests, you can put it on my account. It will be a token of my support for national defense."
After these words were spoken, Ye Xiaolin took a deep breath to suppress the imbalance in her heart.
She couldn't understand why her godfather, who had the power to control everything, was so polite to Ma Qijun?
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