After settling the matter of the courtyard, Zhu Zixuan suddenly had the idea of hosting a small barbecue dinner to celebrate the upcoming establishment of Xiangxieju. This immediately attracted loud cheers from a group of sisters. Wen Liang and Ning Xi smiled bitterly at each other and agreed reluctantly.
With Lei Fang's means, he managed to get everything done in seconds. He also hired four chefs wearing tall hats and four beautiful waitresses from somewhere and set up a place in the middle of the courtyard. In a moment, the place was filled with smoke and fragrance. It was true that a capable person could do anything.
However, Wen Liang has always been lax about cooking. While Zhu Zixuan and others were chattering around the chef to learn skills and flipping skewers with great joy, he was sitting carefree on a chair, sipping Pu'er tea leisurely - to be honest, he was not a die-hard tea fan, he was a little tired of drinking Biluochun, and it felt good to change the taste occasionally.
Ning Xi sat next to him, opposite Lei Fang. When talking about today's stock market, Lei Fang stared in astonishment and asked, "Is it really that much?"
Wen Liang nodded affirmatively. Today, the worry about the war has crushed the rationality of many people. The floating chips below 7 yuan have been reduced by 10% in one day. In other words, the chips currently in their hands have reached about 75%, and they can almost completely control the market!
Lei Fang didn't expect happiness to come so quickly. He thought it would take another five days to complete this goal. He said happily, "Then can we ship the goods next Monday?"
Wen Liang and Ning Xi smiled at each other and said, "Let's wait and see on Monday. I think the higher-ups will come up with policies to save the market. We can't let the military exercise affect the good situation of the stock market. If there is good news, we can take advantage of it and sell the goods without anyone noticing, and save a lot of money on the increase."
Lei Fangteng stood up and said, "I'll go ask around..."
Wen Liang pulled him to sit down and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there are still two days of adjustment during the weekend. It's not too late to ask tomorrow. Let's eat meat and drink wine tonight, just celebrate in advance!"
At this time, Zhu Zixuan ran over, pulled Wen Liang up, and said with a sweet smile: "Brother Lei, Sister Xi, wait a minute, I'll take this lazy guy to grill something for you."
Ning Xi smiled as she watched Wen Liang being dragged away by Zhu Zixuan like a dead dog. Lei Fang quickly glanced at her, then calmly looked away. He bravely said, "Brother Wen is very popular with women..."
Ning Xi's eyes suddenly turned cold, staring at Lei Fang and slowly freezing. Lei Fang could almost hear his own heartbeat for a moment, his hands and feet became stiff, and he stammered: "I... I was just joking..."
Ning Xi's gaze slightly narrowed, her eyelids lowered, and she said calmly, "He only treats Zixuan as an ordinary friend, don't worry!"
Lei Fang grinned awkwardly and secretly wiped a cold sweat. He had been afraid of Ning Xi for a long time, almost like an instinct! He regretted the words he had just said. What he regretted even more was that after so many years, he had been drained of courage by alcohol, sex, money and power, and he still couldn't look her in the eye.
Even if it's only for a moment!
The barbecue party lasted until 2 a.m., but ended hastily because Wen Liang's cooking skills were not up to standard, which made Yanxunzhuang and another girl have diarrhea. It was really an unintentional mistake for Wen Liang, but Yanxunzhuang thought he did it on purpose, and left in a rage, as if they were irreconcilable.
When he returned to the apartment building and entered the lobby, he happened to meet Miao Qingyan again. Wen Liang greeted her with a smile, but she suddenly became a different person. She walked past him, pressed the button and waited outside the elevator door without even looking at Wen Liang.
Wen Liang scratched his head and thought, "Don't try to guess what a girl is thinking. Guessing will only hurt yourself." So he stayed five steps away from her and prepared to wait for the next visit before going upstairs.
But the elevator today was as fast as the internet speed in China. Not to mention the high latency, it stopped at the 8th floor, then the 7th floor, and almost every floor. What the hell was this? What was even more tragic was that he and Miao Qingyan were the only two people in the hall. Wen Liang once wondered if they were the only two residents in the entire building.
A strange atmosphere began to spread in the air. Miao Qingyan obviously felt it too. She suddenly kicked the elevator door fiercely and said, "Is it difficult to give birth? At this rate, will the baby masturbate after it is born?"
Wen Liang lowered his head silently. After a while, the elevator finally arrived. Seven or eight people walked out, including young, middle-aged and old people, boys and girls, and children. This dispelled Wen Liang's horrible guess that this apartment was a haunted building.
After waiting for a while, he could still hear the sound of the elevator door opening and closing. He looked up and saw that every time the door closed, Miao Qingyan would reach out to open it again, but her head would still be raised proudly, and her eyes would never fall on Wen Liang for even a second.
Wen Liang coughed, acted arrogant, and said: "I'm waiting for someone..."
Before he could finish his words, a hand reached out, grabbed his collar and pulled him in!
In the elevator, Wen Liang rubbed his neck and said with a smile: "I thought it was just a dream last night and you didn't recognize me!"
Miao Qingyan rolled her eyes at him and said coldly, "Spring dreams leave no trace. If I really had a dream, I certainly wouldn't recognize you!"
Wen Liang corrected: "It's a dream, not a wet dream!"
This time they arrived safely on the 8th floor. Wen Liang said good night and entered the room. Not long after, he heard the doorbell ring. When he opened the door, he saw Miao Qingyan standing outside with a freshly washed bathrobe. The smile on her face could almost drown all the men in the city.
Wen Liang was surprised and asked, "You are born in the Year of the Dog? Your expression changes so quickly..."
"You are born in the year of the dog, and humans are born in the year of the snake, a snake with a slender waist."
Miao Qingyan twisted her waist proudly, turned back to the house and said, "Be careful, I will pinch your vital points, come in!"
Miao Qingyan took the bathrobe to the bathroom, came out and sat on the sofa, took off her slippers, revealing a bruised big toe, and asked pitifully, "Do you have safflower oil?"
Wen Liang couldn't help but laugh and said, "You're kicking the door? It's not good to just pretend, are you really going to kick it?"
"I'm happy when I'm happy and angry when I'm angry. I don't pretend!"
"Okay, you're awesome, but no matter how awesome you are, don't you still need to use safflower oil?" Wen Liang opened the drawer and looked around, making sure that Fan Bo didn't prepare these things for him. He then found two bottles of Wuliangye in the cupboard, poured them into a small bowl, lit it on fire, and placed it at Miao Qingyan's feet, saying, "Wipe it with your hands!"
Miao Qingyan looked at the flame timidly and said, "Does it work?"
"It's more effective than safflower oil in promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis! You're a graduate student at a medical school, don't you know this common sense?"
"I... I'm afraid of fire..."
Wen Liang sat down helplessly, placed her feet horizontally on her legs, frowned and said, "Have you washed your feet?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)