Bei Nan couldn't help but laugh. It was already almost mid-March, and all the training would be over in April, so Zhou Bin would be returning to Hong Kong Island. Therefore, there was still enough time.
"You should try to win her over these next few days. Buy her clothes, face cream, and shoes. Starting next week, buy her a gold necklace and a gold ring."
"Be a little cold to her at the end of the month, be nice to her sometimes and bad to her sometimes, and it would be best to bring another woman with you, deliberately let her see you, and then just wait for her to throw herself into your arms."
Zhou Bin looked at Bei Nan carefully. Judging from his words, this guy was a seasoned player in love. So why didn't he have a wife yet? Could this guy be all talk and no action?
Bei Nan immediately saw through Zhou Bin's filthy thoughts. Thinking back to her first crush, she suffered a crushing defeat. It was truly an unexpected turn of events.
"Hmph, what does a real man have to worry about not having a wife? If this one doesn't work out, I can always find another. Why should I be afraid of not finding one?" Bei Nan's confidence instantly returned.
He glanced at Zhou Bin and said, "Complete the task well; you did receive a deposit."
Zhou Bin's eyes darkened, and he followed Bei Nan like a lackey, asking, "Can we get a refund?"
Bei Nan snorted coldly, turned around and left.
Zhou Bin took the money out of his pocket and counted it. The money in mainland China really lasts a long time. He brought three hundred yuan with him, bought so many things, and ate such good food, but it only cost him a little over one hundred yuan.
If only money in Hong Kong lasted this long, you'd be lucky. A bowl of noodles costs over twenty dollars and tastes awful.
Thinking about having to see that woman named Tang again tomorrow, Zhou Bin sullenly pulled up the covers, thinking, "Sleep, sleep, sleep can cure all my worries."
Tang Xiaoling put on her watch, which Yan Xinan had bought for her when they first got married; it was really beautiful.
There's only one small round mirror in the dorm, which doesn't reflect my whole body at all. I thought I'd better not wear it. Yesterday, Zhou Bin said it looked good, so I'll wear it again today.
When Tang's mother saw Tang Xiaoling wearing new clothes, she found it strange. How could someone as stingy as her be willing to buy clothes for herself? Could it be that she had come to a realization? After all, Southwest is the factory director, and it would be unacceptable for her to dress so sloppily.
Seeing that she was about to leave again, he couldn't help but ask, "What exactly do you want to do at the furniture factory?"
Tang Xiaoling glanced at her mother: "Mom, I'm the factory director's wife. I have to show my face so that all the women in the factory know that Southwest has a wife."
Oh, I see. No wonder you wanted to buy new clothes; you were going to show them off.
"Then you'd better take it easy, don't go too far, know when to stop, you have to remember that men have pride, especially in public, understand?" Mother Tang advised earnestly.
Tang Xiaoling nodded repeatedly, agreeing that it made sense, which was why I didn't lose my temper yesterday when Southwest treated a vixen so well.
Seeing that Tang Xiaoling had taken her words to heart, Tang's mother was relieved: "Go ahead, if you can call Southwest back for dinner, then call him; if not, that's fine. Also, take this to your father."
Looking at the basket in her mother's hand, Tang Xiaoling shook her head in disgust. She was going out to look for work; it was inappropriate to bring a basket.
"Mom, don't bring it. Dad will come home when he's craving something sweet. If you bring it, he won't come back."
Mrs. Tang frowned. What did those words mean? She couldn't understand them at all.
As Tang Xiaoling walked out of the dormitory area, she immediately saw Zhou Bin leaning against his bicycle smoking. From a distance, he looked quite handsome, but unfortunately, he was a little short. He would have looked better if he were taller than Southwest.
When Zhou Bin saw Tang Xiaoling, a smile spread across his face: "You're here. You haven't eaten yet, have you? Come on, I'll take you to eat. Today we're going to the Wangfujing Hotel."
When Tang Xiaoling heard about the Wangfu Hotel, she remembered that it was Grandma Yan's birthday but she hadn't been informed. She quickly got on the back of the bicycle. She had to go and see the Wangfu Hotel.
Upon entering the hotel, Tang Xiaoling was taken aback by the spaciousness, brightness, tranquility, and elegance of the Wangfujing Hotel. Such a high-class place! Eating here must be very expensive.
Zhou Bin skillfully picked up the menu. "This, this, this, and this too, I'll have that too, soup too, and a few more plates of dim sum. Hmm, that's enough. Order more if you need more."
Anyway, the North and South are paying us, and if we don't bankrupt you, I'm not a Zhou.
Tang Xiaoling's heart was pounding with fear, but seeing Zhou Bin's calm demeanor, she gradually calmed down. Anyway, since Zhou was paying, she figured she might as well eat.
The dishes were served one by one, and they were indeed a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate. What's that pink thing? Oh, it's called shrimp chips. But this thing is clearly meat, so why is it called lion's head?
What's that yellow thing? A fishpond. What's a fishpond? There are no fish in it. Oh, the wing of wings. I can't read. Dongpo pork. It's clearly braised pork, why did you change the name?
What happened to this fish? Squirrel Mandarin Fish? Where's the squirrel? I can't see it. Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? What's Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? Even after becoming a Buddha, you still jump over the wall? Could it be Sun Wukong in the mouth of a five-and-a-half-pound fish?
Zhou Bin looked at the table full of food that he longed to eat, not understanding why he had suddenly lost his appetite. He glanced at Tang Xiaoling, who still had bits of food stuck in her teeth, and said, "I'm going to the restroom."
"Oh, this restaurant is really high-class. They even have a special room for washing hands," Tang Xiaoling muttered, then picked up her chopsticks and swallowed the Dongpo pork in one gulp.
Mmm, this meat is so delicious! It's much better than my mother-in-law's braised pork. I'll have another piece. Mmm, it's so fatty and tender. It's so delicious! I'll have another piece.
When she wanted to eat more, she found that there was only one piece left on the plate. Tang Xiaoling was extremely dissatisfied. This restaurant was too stingy. There were only four pieces of meat on a plate, not even enough to fill a gap between her teeth.
Let's try the lion's head meatballs. I wonder if they're really made from the meat inside lion's head meatballs? I'll give it a try. They're just so-so, not as good as braised pork belly.
I tried the fish fins. Strange, how can a fish have fins? It must be a gimmick by the restaurant to rip me off. I picked up a piece with my chopsticks and put it in my mouth to chew. Ugh, it's not good.
After finally managing to calm himself down, Zhou Bin punched his chest a few times with his fist when he saw the dishes scattered on the table, finally managing to vent his anger.
Now he knows why Southwest wants a divorce, and he also knows why Southwest can't get a divorce. This stubborn person, how can Southwest possibly get away with it? Poor Southwest.
Zhou Bin's fighting spirit was ignited. Rescuing the Southwest was his duty, and his smile became smug. Tang Xiaoling's heart stirred. Could it be that he has taken a liking to me?
Zhou Bin diligently served Tang Xiaoling food, saying things like, "This is delicious, that's famous, this is quite glutinous, and this is very nutritious. You must try that one, it's very expensive."
The meal cost over three hundred yuan, all of which ended up in Tang Xiaoling's stomach, while Zhou Bin didn't eat a single bite. Oh well, next time he'll find a pretty girl to eat with him.
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