When I walked into the Little Wolf Dog Hotpot Restaurant, I found that the business was really good.
There are more than a dozen tables in the hall, and the consumption at each table is more than 200 yuan.
From several private rooms, the sounds of clinking glasses and shouting could be heard.
I looked towards the bar.
Du Fuling stood inside. She had an ordinary appearance and figure, but she was also a very attractive girl.
"The boss is here."
Du Fuling speaks with a very authentic Beijing accent. She lives in the Second Ring Road and works in Chaoyang.
"The private rooms are all occupied. You and your friend can sit over there."
Du Fuling looked at the corner.
I nodded at her, then walked over with Chen Haonan and sat down.
"It's better to have a light soup base." Chen Haonan reminded.
"Because Luohe has a light taste?" I asked with a smile.
Chen Haonan curled his lips and nodded: "I went to Hangzhou, saw West Lake, and fell in love."
I suddenly wanted to tease him: "If Zhou Xuefei showed up and called out Haonan, how would you respond?"
"Where?"
Chen Haonan looked towards the store door.
Just then, a balding man in his fifties, weighing over 200 pounds, walked in.
Hua Qiuxia said with a laugh: "Old Zhou, you're here."
I looked at Chen Haonan and said mysteriously, "This Old Zhou is Zhou Xuefei's father. He recently came to Beijing on a business trip from Yanbei."
"real?"
Chen Haonan had an expression of disbelief.
"It's true. Sister Xia told me. Go say hello and ask about Zhou Xuefei's situation."
Chen Haonan suddenly stood up, took half a step forward, and sat down again, sighing, "This old Zhou speaks with a Beijing accent, there's no way he's from Yanbei, Shanxi. Bro, forget about it. If the old doesn't go, the new won't come. Hangzhou Luohe is much better than Yanbei Zhou Xuefei."
I've eaten hot pot.
Chen Haonan left with his suitcase.
I was standing alone on the street, confused. After hesitating, I walked towards the Bashu Restaurant.
"Dong Hang!"
Behind me, I heard excited shouts.
Looking back, I saw the pharmacy owner Cao Dongsheng running towards me.
"Where did you go some time ago?"
"Hangzhou City Tour."
I looked at him and smiled, "Lao Cao, you look more than ten years younger in that Armani casual suit. You tell people you're in your early twenties and unmarried, and people believe you."
"No matter how fancy your clothes are, they can't hide the wrinkles on your face. Lately, I've been having card games every day, and I'm waiting for you."
"Don't talk about card games on the street. Be careful if someone calls the police to arrest you for gambling. I'll come to your store to play later."
I walked into the Bashu restaurant.
"Uncle Zhao."
"Well, Dong Hang is back."
Zhao Yun handed me a cigarette.
The business in the store was booming, but he seemed to be used to it and there was no joy of making money on his face.
"Has Lin Chan called you recently?"
"She's gone back to Bashu. She won't call me unless there's something important. If she has something on her mind, she doesn't have to tell me. She has so many friends in Bashu."
Zhao Yun looked at me and smiled. "You and Lin Chan have only been neighbors for a while. You don't have to keep thinking about her. She lives in Bashu Rongdu, so she probably won't miss you all the time."
"Sister Lin is my good friend, I don't want anything else..."
"That's good."
Zhao Yun must have seen through my hypocrisy, but he didn't expose it.
"Leaving now."
I left the Bashu Restaurant.
I returned to my home in Fuyuan Community, took a shower, lay on the bed and fell asleep.
I don’t know how long it took, but I seemed to hear someone talking in my dream.
"Yes, right here."
"It's ridiculous that Wang Lian's son lives in such a simple house."
Half asleep and half awake, I couldn't tell what accent this person spoke with.
I suddenly came to my senses, listened carefully, and realized that someone had broken into my house.
I picked up my pajamas and ran out quickly to see three people sitting on the sofa in the living room.
"Who are you? How did you get in..."
I already had the answer in my mind, but I still asked it excitedly.
"Shanghai, Shen Haobo."
The man sitting in the middle stood up.
He hunched over slightly, his neck stiff, and looked at me with his eyes rolled back.
"Who was I thinking? I actually broke into a private house by picking the lock. Aren't you afraid of being hacked to death with a kitchen knife? It turns out to be Master Shen from the Demon City."
I had to look at him a few more times.
Shen Haobo is over 35 years old and is about 1.7 meters tall.
She is neither fat nor thin, and her appearance and figure have no obvious features.
Even his clothing style and temperament do not seem to be outstanding.
But he should be the famous Master Shen in the Magic City.
His father is Shen Quan, a wealthy man in Shanghai with a strong background.
His mother is Du Lanxiang, a socialite in Shanghai with a complicated background.
Both the Shen family and the Du family have large populations and considerable power in different fields, enough to compete with the Xiao family and the Tang family in the capital.
"Dong Hang, I'm not as handsome as you, you don't have to keep looking at my face."
"How about you turn around and let me see your back."
I have also made up my mind not to have a conflict with Shen Haobo for now.
Otherwise, I won’t be able to get any bargain even in my house.
There were three people on the other side, and I was alone.
With my fighting skills, I might not be able to handle a three-on-one fight, let alone just any one opponent.
But what I didn't expect was that after hearing what I said, Shen Haobo really turned around and faced me with his back.
"Dong Hang, please enjoy."
“I’ll go…”
Unable to control the anger in my heart, I raised my leg and kicked him.
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