The room is very spacious, with a large round table in the middle, on which a few dishes are placed, but perhaps it is because Song Zhiyuan hasn't arrived yet, so the dishes are covered with lids and have not been "opened".
There were three people sitting on the big round table. One was a young man of twenty-five and sixty years old. He was pretty handsome, but in the eyes of Zhang Er's "Mao" he was a jackal rat, a sinister and cunning villain; a forty or fifty year old The middle-aged man is handsome, he is estimated to be worth a lot of money; the other is a gray-haired old man who is estimated to be no less than sixty. Although he is not young, he has a red face, sharp eyes, and a calm expression...
It's really a bit of a gang negotiation atmosphere, but Zhang Er's "Mao" didn't care so much, more eyes were attracted by the waiters standing next to the big round table. That beautiful face, that elegant temperament, that uniform dress, that graceful posture... Your mother! Three people eat, six beauties wait, you really think you are the emperor!
"Second "Mao", don't be afraid, you just need to do what I said!"
'cut! I will be scared? 'Li Jingjing's voice came from his ears, Zhang Er's "Mao" with a look of disdain, followed Song Zhiyuan and walked in.
"Song Shao, hello, hello, please inside, please inside!" As soon as Song Zhiyuan walked into the room, Chen Ping hurriedly stood up, and the middle-aged man on the side also stood up. Only the old man moved slightly. He lowered his body, did not stand up.
"Yeah." Song Zhiyuan nodded with a smile, but his eyes fell on the old man. Of course, he understood why he came to Suzhou from the market so far, but Chen Ping didn't come downstairs to meet him. Because the identity of the old man is not simple, as for how difficult it is, that is something to say, but Chen Ping can actually invite the old man out, perhaps this is what makes Song Zhiyuan most concerned.
The middle-aged man Song Zhiyuan also knew it. It was Ye Cheng, the head of "Juyixuan". Although "Juyixuan" was quite strong on the road, Song Zhiyuan didn't take it seriously. At least the opponent's strength was compared with 18k. It's still a far cry. Of course, if Ju Yixuan and Chen Ping's Hong Xing unite... then the strength will be another matter!
Song Zhiyuan smiled slightly at Ye Cheng, and then slowly walked to the old man's front: "Old Xu, hello, the younger Zhiyuan wishes you peace."
"Well, sit down." The old man nodded slightly, and after Song Zhiyuan sat down, he asked softly: "How well is your father Mr. Song coming in?"
"Thank you, Mr. Xu, for your concern. My father's health is fine, and I often mention you Mr. Xu."
"Yeah." The old man nodded slightly again, and then slowly said: "Your father is brilliant and modest, he is loyal to the gang, and he is daring to the brothers, and his love is as deep as the sea. Xu Chenggang is ashamed Why not!"
"Where, where, how can my father compare with Xu Lao you?"
Song Zhiyuan exchanged greetings with the old man. Song Siyi sat down and looked at Chen Ping on the opposite side. Although he didn't speak, the "Qiubo" you came to me couldn't escape Zhang Er's eyes. Those polite greetings, those great principles, Zhang Er's "Mao", this guy doesn't know much, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to it, but this is the thing between men and women... Hey, Lao Tzu is so piercing!
Isn't this woman having a kick with Song Zhiyuan? Why is she also mingling with the guy on the opposite side? Is she still interested in "a girl and two husbands"? Mom b, she looks like a human, but she's just a "sorrowful" b! Toward, Lao Tzu looked away.
Song Zhiyuan sat down, Song Siyi also sat down, and Zhang Er "Mao" stood alone beside the table stupidly. No one stepped forward to greet him, neither sitting nor standing. It was really embarrassing for a while, his face was so hot that it burned to the roots of his ears.
The opposite Chen Ping seemed to have noticed the expression on Zhang Er's "Mao" face. He turned his head and greeted a waitress behind him, said a few words in the ear of the other person, and then the waiter slowly The ground came over to Zhang Er's "Mao".
"Sir, please!" After speaking, the waiter turned slightly.
this way please? Which way please? Zhang Er's "Mao" looked puzzled, but when he looked in the direction the waiter was pointing, he seemed to understand everything. It turned out that there was a lounge on the side of the room, and there were a lot of men in suits and leather shoes like him. It was probably the entourage of these three guys in front of me.
Your mother! I thought it would be a good thing to follow in, even if... you can have a big meal without a beautiful woman, but now it's better, I can't get on the table at all, let alone a beautiful woman, eating is a problem! There are no beauties, but there are a bunch of stinky men in the room!
"Oh, thank you!" Zhang Er's "Mao" was extremely embarrassed and disappointed, but he still had to follow the waiter and walk slowly toward the lounge.
"Wait a minute!" But at this moment, Song Zhiyuan, who was just behind Zhang Er's "Mao" two steps, stood up slowly, and turned his head to greet Zhang Er's "Mao": "Second brother, come here. ."
Two... Second brother? When did I become this guy's second brother again? After all, there is a big difference between the second brother and the second "Mao" brother! Zhang Er's "Mao" looked puzzled, but after hesitating, he walked slowly to Song Zhiyuan's.
"Old Xu, this is a friend I have just met recently. He is brave and courageous, affectionate and righteous, and has a passion for me, so I became brothers of the opposite sex with him." Song Zhiyuan turned to Xu Chenggang and hurriedly greeted him. Writing Zhang Er's "Mao": "Second Brother, this is Mr. Xu, who is respected and respected on the road, please hurry up to Mr. Xu."
Your mother! What's the matter with jb? I was the second brother just now, and now he has become a brother-in-law again, and... Still have to please? Isn't it filming the Qing court harem drama? Besides, who is Song Zhiyuan, one of the four young people listed on the market, what am I to say, the four listed on the market... Is one of the four big "**" thieves? Have you become brothers
"Old Xu, hello, the younger generation pleased you!" Cut! I'm not afraid of you. I just think you are getting older. My mother said to respect the elderly. I listen to my mother the most.
"Well, young man, not bad, please sit down." Xu Chenggang looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" carefully, with a look of doubt and "confused" on his face. Say that the guy in front of you is handsome and handsome, but this action, this expression, this behavior seems a bit frivolous, it doesn't look like a big person; it's like this guy is an unseen little bastard, but on the other side It seems that there is still a hint of strong and domineering aura-it is not "exposed" deeply hidden, it is definitely not a thing in the pool!
"Huh!" Seeing Zhang Er's "Mao" slowly sitting next to him, Song Siyi had a look of anger, and snorted softly in the other's ear, and of course he gave Zhang Er's "Mao" a vicious one. Look. What kind of thing is this guy, and don't look at the characters sitting on this table!
"Young man, I don't know who your last name or first name is. Where is the highest one?" Xu Chenggang still looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a smile, feeling that this guy in front of him is definitely not simple. You can find someone who can be called a brother to Song Zhiyuan. There are only a few, maybe... Maybe it is the second generation of officials.
"Return to Mr. Xu, the junior surname is Zhang Mingkou, and the word is "Mao"." Who cares about your mother, you should be filming, and it's not bad to have an addiction. Anyway, those people in ancient times introduced themselves like this. "The younger generation is not talented. People on the road call the younger generation two "Mao" brothers. You can call me two "Mao", Mr. Xu!"
"Puff..." Song Siyi, who had just finished saying Zhang Er's "Mao", laughed, Xu Chenggang who was opposite was also stunned, and Song Zhiyuan was even more dumbfounded. What the hell is this guy doing, even the font size has come out, so he dares to put on a pose in front of Xu Chenggang, he is too courageous. "Second brother, Mr. Xu is a respected elder. You can't joke in front of Mr. Xu."
"I..." I'm not kidding either. My surname is Zhang Mingkou. As for the second "Mao" brother, didn't you pick it up for me? Besides, Yang Yueru also called her second "Mao" brother.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Zhang Er's "Mao" was embarrassed, not knowing how to explain it, but Xu Chenggang smiled and shook his hand.
"Old Xu." After a while, Chen Ping stood up slowly and looked at Xu Chenggang respectfully. "Do you think you can have dinner?" Chen Ping didn't want Song Zhiyuan and Xu Chenggang to continue to get close, after all, the business affairs tonight have not yet begun to discuss.
"Chen Ping, you are the host. When your guests arrive, you can naturally have a meal." Xu Chenggang said with a smile, and then once again turned his eyes to Zhang Er's "Mao" body.
"Yeah." Chen Ping respectfully nodded, then turned his head and motioned to the waiter behind him to lift the lid.
Crab... Crab? The first lid was lifted, and Zhang Er looked surprised. I've heard that this stuff can be eaten, but I haven't eaten it yet!
lobster? The second lid was lifted, and Zhang Er's "Mao" eyes were green. Dog days, it's too big, the belly has to be as thick as your own calf!
This... What kind of chicken is this? …