With his tired body, Zhang Tianhao walked a short distance and sat in the Afeng car that had been waiting for him not far away.
"Master, where are you going now?"
"Take a few rounds and then go back. I'm a little tired!"
Without thinking much, he just gave the order and leaned on the car to rest. After all, he was a normal person and was not that tireless.
Especially during the operation, you must concentrate and not slack off at all.
Zhang Tianhao returned to the villa and fell asleep. He needed to regain his energy. Although he was very energetic, this high-intensity energy still made him feel a little uncomfortable.
He slept so soundly this time that he didn't even eat lunch and slept until about four o'clock in the afternoon, sleeping for four or five hours.
"Master, you wake up!"
Seeing Zhang Tianhao walking downstairs, Sun Xinxin immediately asked someone to bring lunch. It could even be said that it was almost dinner at this time.
It's just a little after four o'clock.
"Okay, I am indeed hungry."
Zhang Tianhao nodded, then sat there and started reading the newspaper.
"By the way, Master, here are the newspapers and invitations. Senju Buteng has sent them over. You will leave at six o'clock in the evening and go to the Yamato Hotel. Director Kodama will host a banquet for you there. It seems that there are not enough people.
Quite a few.”
He nodded, put down the newspaper in his hand, picked up the invitation and looked at it a few more times, then put it down again.
"Is there any hot water? I need to wash it off. I smell too much of alcohol."
"Yes, it has been prepared over there. The young master can go and clean it directly when he wakes up. It doesn't have to be so troublesome." When Sun Xinxin heard this, she immediately said with a smile.
After all, when he came back in the morning, his whole body was smelling of alcohol, and he could smell it from a distance.
When he appeared again, he had changed into clean clothes and the smell of alcohol had dissipated.
Naturally, someone helped him wash clothes, so he was not worried. Now Sun Xinxin acted as both a housekeeper and a little secretary, arranging his affairs well.
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In Lao Zhang's antique shop, Lao Zhang returned here with a tired body, and on Sichuan Road, he directly handed it over to a few guards to deal with it.
After all, He Qiao will still pass by at night.
"Ah, Boss Zhang, Qian Ke is back, but I'm about to starve to death!"
Wang Xiaomeng looked at Lao Zhang in front of him, walked over exaggeratedly, and directly took Lao Zhang's hand, as if he wanted to act coquettishly.
"Xiao Meng, I drank a little too much last night, so I just found a place to sleep. Take a look, your head still hurts a little now."
He also smiled bitterly and let Wang Xiaomeng smell the alcohol on his body.
"Business was not going well, so I drank a little wine. I didn't expect that I really shouldn't drink too much of this wine. I'd get drunk as soon as I drank it. I couldn't help it anymore. I want to wash up and go to sleep right away. By the way, help me make something.
My son is porridge."
"Okay, go and wash yourself first. The smell of alcohol is so bad. I don't know how much you drank yesterday. Really!"
Wang Xiaomeng complained a little, then went to the kitchen on the second floor and started making porridge for Lao Zhang.
Although Lao Zhang was very tired and had not slept for two days and one night, he still looked a little sleepy when he saw Wang Xiaomeng leave his sight.
After looking at the leather bag in his hand, he immediately hung it on a bag rack in his room, and then fell asleep.
As for the smell of alcohol on his body, it was still so strong, but it was just the smell of alcohol on his body. As for his mouth, there was only a faint smell of alcohol.
When it got darker, he was woken up by Xiaomeng carrying porridge.
"Old Zhang, we've ordered dinner, and there are some pickles. Get up quickly and eat some, or you'll get cold."
Only then did Lao Zhang slowly open his eyes, get up from the bed, put on his slippers and go directly to the table, looking at a bowl of white rice porridge and a small plate of pickles on the table.
"By the way, Lao Zhang, eat it quickly. I've been cooking it for more than an hour. It's very delicious."
"Okay, I'll eat something first, and then I'll sleep for a while." Lao Zhang was not polite and ate the porridge directly. He was really hungry and hadn't had a bite of rice since morning.
Two bowls of porridge made him full of energy, as if he was alive again.
"Xiao Meng, whoever wants to marry you will be lucky. He can cook and take care of others. What's more, you are so beautiful, kind and virtuous."
Lao Zhang regained a lot of energy and spoke politely.
"Yes, look at me now. I'm just an ugly duckling. Who would like me? It's a pity that I can't do anything now. I can't go out. I can only help you with housework here. It's really
sorry."
"It's all my fault for causing so much trouble." As she said this, Wang Xiaomeng's eyes turned red. After all, she knew she had done something wrong.
"Okay, Xiao Meng, I have blamed you before. When we have money in the future, we will move to the concession and spend too much money outside. Now we can only eat simpler. When we drive away the Japanese, we will
If you make your own decisions, then the good days will really come." Lao Zhang encouraged and said with a smile.
Even his eyes were full of tenderness.
"Yes, it's just that I really don't know when this day will come. How I wish it would come earlier so that I don't have to live such a life of fear."
"It seems that you also want a man, Xiaomeng. If you choose the one you like, I will propose marriage for you. How can such a beautiful girl not have anyone to marry her?"
"Old Zhang, you're here again!"
Wang Xiaomeng blushed and lowered his head instantly.
At the same time, he helped Lao Zhang clean up the dishes on the table and left Lao Zhang's room as if he was running away.
Watching Xiao Meng leave, Lao Zhang felt his eyelids became a little heavy and yawned, wanting to sleep again.
But after taking a deep breath, he became alert again, turned off the light again, then stood at the window and looked outside through the curtains again.
There were still many pedestrians outside, but the young man opposite did not appear, but he had a hunch that he seemed to be being targeted again.
Looking around carefully, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, so he pinched his own leg hard, which made him sober again.
Suddenly, he saw a faint light from the second floor of a shop opposite. It was the electric light turned on in the house, but it was blocked by the curtain. When someone moved the curtain, the light came out.
"There's someone watching over here!"
His face suddenly darkened. He had felt someone was watching him more than half a month ago, so he had been careful and cautious. Except for going to Lao Liu to buy goods, he had not had any contact with any outsiders.
If it weren't for the chief this time, he wouldn't have contacted Lao Wang at all. Now is a time to be more patient.
It seems that you still have to be careful, but this kid Xiao Meng...
He thought of Wang Xiaomeng and had an inexplicable feeling.
"Kid, I don't want it to be you!" He sighed, but the fight between his eyelids became more and more serious, and he knew it in his heart.
Now he could do nothing but smile bitterly. He probably fell asleep before he even got downstairs. It took a lot of perseverance to be able to stand here.
After spending a lot of effort, he reached the bed and fell down directly. Three seconds later, he heard bursts of snoring.