"Sir, you can't take this bottle of wine-the party hasn't started yet." A petite waitress next to it cautiously reminded: "We are not ready yet. This will ruin the beauty of the snowdrift wine rack. "Her face is round and red, reminiscent of a mature apple.
"It's okay," Luo Ye smiled badly, "I put the bottle back in place after taking two sips."
"But..." The waitress seemed a little dissatisfied. "Other guests can only drink leftover wine. This is never allowed before the party." She worked hard for more than half an hour for this row of snowdrift wine racks. According to her estimation, when the guests showed up, Snow would bury all the wine on the wine rack. She thought that this would achieve the perfect effect, but she was ruined by Luo Ye abruptly.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about the two of us." Luo Ye raised his eyebrows.
"No, sir, no!" Seeing that Luo Ye was about to leave, the waitress hurriedly reached out and grabbed Luo Ye's sleeves. Although the party company wants to treat the guests as gods, each bottle of wine is counted. Before the party starts, one less bottle of wine will cost her herself. Luo Ye holds the blue square bottle of "Johnnie Walker". A bottle of 3980 foreign wine is more than her monthly salary, she doesn't want to be taken advantage of.
"What's the matter?" The fleshy female director leaned forward with a straight face.
The waitress finally looked forward to the savior, and loosened Luo Ye's sleeves. "Supervisor, this guest wants to take Johnnie Walker..."
The female supervisor waved her hand to the waiter and said sternly: "How do you usually teach you that the party guests are God! How can you stop the guests from taking wine?"
"But..." the waitress felt aggrieved, "but if it is taken away before the party, I have to pay the price."
The female supervisor sneered, "Then you can only be considered unlucky."
Luo Ye had already walked out, but when he heard this, he turned around and turned back.
The female supervisor was a little surprised. She looked at Luo Ye with a smile. Although the clothes looked a little shabby, Luo Ye's figure was still very good. "Hello, I'm the party director, Rebecca, you can call me Rebecca~ Is there anything I can do for you?" She pretended to be elegant and stretched out her hand.
Luo Ye smiled and stretched out his hand. His hands were cold to the bones, as hard as steel. "Hello, I am your God."
"God!" Luo Ye gently shook the female director's hand, and immediately screamed in a high-decibel voice, "It's so big, so powerful, ah, ah... God!"
"As a god, I want to tell you that this bottle of wine has nothing to do with that girl. You can't punish her with money, do you understand?" Luo Ye exerted a little effort on his hand.
The female supervisor suddenly felt that the bones were being pinched by the iron tongs, she nodded desperately while yelling "Ah, ah". "Definitely, must not punish her money!"
Luo Ye nodded and gave a bad smile at the horrified waitress around him, then picked up the wine bottle and swaggered towards the wallless tent that stood in front of the villa.
The long tent was filled with tables and chairs, only the canopy, and all sides were empty. The cold air flowed unimpeded in the canopy, but the snowflakes were blocked by the canopy. Several waitresses were busy in the tent, while Li Yifeng was standing outside the tent, observing the arrangement of the whole party.
Luo Ye smiled and walked to Li Yifeng's side, patted him heavily on the back, and Li Yifeng was startled.
Li Yifeng had been standing in the falling snow, and the snowflakes on his body were slapped and scattered by Luo Ye.
Li Yifeng's body language is perfect. He was obviously offended, but out of politeness, his face did not mean to blame Luo Ye for his reckless behavior. "Brother Luo, have you all finished eating?"
"To be precise, I ate it all." Luo Ye said with a smile, "How's your girl doing?"
Li Yifeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Brother Luo, don't always make fun of me." Yuan Xingmei's woman is like a rose in the ice and snow, with thorns in the cold. Li Yifeng tried several times, but none Ways to muster the courage to approach her.
There is another reason for not being close to Ge Lan: this party is not for picking up girls, but for meeting Luo Ye and Lin Wanyu. He must focus on Luo Ye and them.
"By the way, where's cousin Wan Yu?" Li Yifeng asked.
Luo Ye opened Johnnie Walker and poured him a glass of wine, "You are asking a very strange question."
Li Yifeng hesitated. The malt smell of whiskey is the real water of life, and the aroma is tangy, but now he is full of thoughts and does not want to drink.
"At first you enjoyed the wine, then the wine enjoyed yourself, and finally the wine enjoyed you." Luo Ye drank it all.
Li Yifeng thought about the meaning of the words and couldn't help but smile, "A good drink to enjoy you, Brother Luo, you can really persuade you to drink." He finally picked up the wine glass. "Just now you said that the question I asked was very strange, why did you say that?"
"It seems that you should ask where Hu Jiyao went first, but what you are asking is about the fish bowl. Are you not afraid of Hu Jiyao seeing you when you pick a girl here, but afraid of being seen by the fish bowl?" Luo Ye made no secret of it. Pointed out.
Li Yifeng sweated, and quickly took a sip of wine to cover up the panic, "Jiyao must be back to her own room. Cousin Wanyu is a guest. Of course I have to care more about it, and—" Li Yifeng Emphasized: "I'm not picking up girls."
Luo Ye put on an expression of "Everyone is here", and said: "They are together, and they won't show up in a short time. You can pick up girls with peace of mind."
Li Yifeng smiled helplessly, "Brother Luo, I think you want to pick up girls, right? Did you fall in love with the little girl who fiddled with the wine rack? Alas, it's a pity that this party company is a new one. These services I’m not familiar with it at birth, otherwise I can really introduce it for you."
Luo Ye laughed, "Xiao Feng, look at your disappointed expression. It seems that you haven't gotten it right yet. Come and tell me, which girl actually didn't even buy the account of Daddy Li?"
The smile on Li Yifeng's lips gradually faded, "Brother Luo, I won't tell you, so don't bother."
Luo Ye smiled badly, and suddenly knocked on the glass in his hand. The glass made a crisp beating sound, which attracted the attention of all the people present. He stood on the chair, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly: "Who wants to sleep with Li Yifeng?!"
Several waitresses blushed with enthusiasm in their eyes, and some hesitated and hesitated, biting their lips, secretly aiming at the embarrassed Li Yifeng.
Li Yifeng pulled the corner of La Luoye's clothes, "Brother Luo, let me go."
Luo Ye asked loudly: "Does anyone raise their hands? Are you reluctant to go to bed with Li Yifeng, the owner of Jinghua and Nanshan Real Estate Company?"
A worker in charge of unloading a truck asked weakly: "Can a man accept it?"
Luo Ye turned his head and asked Li Yifeng, "Can you accept a man?"
Li Yifeng's miserable expression, "Brother Luo—"
Luo Ye immediately turned his head back, "Li Yifeng did not explicitly object!"
The previous worker raised his hand smugly, and took a long look at Li Yifeng. He is chubby, his eyes are shining strangely, and the eyebrows on his face are barely visible—
Li Yifeng couldn't help but shudder.
"Very good," Luo Ye nodded with satisfaction, "Is there anyone else? Li Yifeng can attack and defend, can go up and down. Wen Neng can control loli with his pen, and Wu Neng can go to bed with his wife. Press Zhengtai, you can lift your hips to welcome the crowd!"
Several waitresses laughed happily, and raised their hands teasing each other.
Li Yifeng's face flushed, "Brother Luo, stop making trouble-don't take it seriously, this is just an active joke, keep busy!"
The crowd let out a disappointed sigh, the male worker with bare eyebrows being the most intense.
After the crowd finally dispersed, Li Yifeng looked at Luo Ye dumbly, "Brother Luo, you killed me, I am afraid that soon Jinghua City will spread your sentence that Li Yifeng can attack and defend, and can go up and down. Up."
Luo Ye jumped off the chair and drank the wine in his glass. "Ha, Xiaofeng, that girl is the one who refused you, right?" He raised his hand and pointed to Yuan Xingmei who was wiping the glass of wine in the tent.
Li Yifeng was startled, "How do you know?" He originally thought that Luo Ye did it just to make a fool of him, but he didn't expect it to determine his goal.
Luo Ye smiled softly. When he shouted and teased, almost everyone was attracted by him and Li Yifeng, but the woman who wiped the glass was only looking at the glass in her hand, her eyes as cold as a deep well. "Either she is deaf, or she hates you deeply." That kind of look is definitely not a pretentious scheming, but a naked hatred.
Then Luo Ye asked: "What's her name?"
Li Yifeng pursed his lips and thought for a while, and finally said, "Yuan Xingmei." It is obviously not a wise thing to admit to Luo Ye, but it is obviously more unwise not to admit it.
Luo Ye tapped his lips with a wine glass, lost in thought. Yuan Xingmei was wiping the glass quietly, not caring about the crowds frolicking around with snowballs. She stood there, as quiet as snow, snow fell silent, and she was silent.
"Snow Fox." Luo Ye murmured.
"What?" Li Yifeng was puzzled.
"The woman you like is like a snow fox." Luo Ye said and smiled, his words full of warnings.
Li Yifeng squinted his eyes, looked through the fluttering snowflakes, and then shook his head hard, as if he wanted to get rid of some dark thoughts in his mind. "Brother Luo, I'm not interested in listening to ghost stories." His tone was a little too sharp, "If she is really a Xuehu, it would be better, then she would be me."
On the window of the villa, Hu Jiyao was looking at them. Li Yifeng couldn't help but shudder, he had never seen Hu Jiyao's face so ugly. He put down the wine glass in his hand and Luo Ye leaned slightly, "Brother Luo, I have to discuss the guest's affairs with Ji Yao, please feel free to do so."
"Wait." Luo Ye called him from behind.
"What else is there?"
"The wine in your glass has not been drunk yet."
"how about yours?"
Luo Ye grinned, tilted the glass, and spilled the last few drops of whiskey on the snow.
The amber drops of wine left deep marks on the white.
—The snow is already deep.
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New Year’s Day, New Year’s greetings, red envelopes are brought ~ Book friends, thank you for your company all the way, without recommendation, not many collections, and Sanjiang’s repeated rejections are still with me. This is the new year. I hope the book will become popular, because this is not only my book, but also your book. I want you to be proud of this book.
Thank you especially, Chun Niu. I hope you will continue to be able to attack and defend in the new year. Well, this chapter is dedicated to you.