Yang Yuwen took out the "cigarette" he had been holding in his mouth, handed it to Zhong Ping and said in a calm tone: "I am quitting smoking."
Zhong Ping was just about to ask why he was still smoking after quitting smoking, but it turned out that Yang Yuwen was answering his previous question of "Why is there no smell and no smoke?" That was not a cigarette at all. If he had to count, it might be a cigarette.
Electronic cigarettes to help quit smoking.
"Then...actually, there is no need to go to the corridor if you don't have a cigarette..." Zhong Ping continued to talk to him bravely.
"I'm used to it," Yang Yuwen quickly replied, "The light over there is broken, but there is an exhaust port. I usually smoke real cigarettes, so I'm right over there."
"Is it because...smoking is prohibited in the room? Then it's quite polite to come to the corridor..."
"No, it's because Yang Ye can't smell smoke."
When Zhong Ping came here, no matter how much he wanted to break the silence, no matter how much he wanted to find something to say, he could not find a reason to continue. If it continues like this, what will the conversation develop like? How much do you like Yang
Ye? You have spoiled him so much that he is still like a child? No, no, he will not lead the conversation to this. Even if it is irrelevant to Yang Yuwen, it will cause embarrassment to himself.
But when Zhong Ping didn't answer the conversation when he was supposed to be silent, Yang Yuwen continued: "I don't know what's wrong. I'm sorry, I'm a little out of sorts today."
Zhong Ping was a little surprised and waved his hands repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay, I won't lose my composure."
Yang Yuwen looked at Zhong Ping, the expression on his face became strangely tense, and then sighed: "It is a great joy in life to be able to live like you."
Is this a compliment to him? Or is he being criticized for not knowing anything but following others?
"I'm complimenting you, really." Then Yang Yuwen said something like this, which made Zhong Ping question how thin his skin was, and how easy it was to be seen through.
No matter whether Yang Yuwen said this sincerely or not, Zhong Ping thought that the conversation should be over here? But to his surprise, Yang Yuwen continued to speak, as if he was worried about something: "Actually, I
People are a bit eccentric, oh, by the way, you know what eccentricity means." Seeing Zhong Ping nodded sharply with the hurt feeling of being despised for his Chinese knowledge, Yang Yuwen continued as if he wanted to say something, but was about to say something.
He stopped and chewed the fake cigarette in his mouth until it made a loud crunching sound, "I still lost my composure today."
Yang Yuwen's words stopped abruptly, and at the same time, a notification bell rang at the right time. He opened the door of his room, and then motioned Zhong Ping to go to the door. Zhong Ping saw the gangster again. Yang Yuwen rushed to his hand.
Nodding, he pushed Zhong Ping out of the door and closed the door.
Then Zhong Ping faced the gangster who didn't look fiercely at him in the corridor, feeling strange. The gangster was polite and said directly to Zhong Ping: "Here, follow me.
"
Zhong Ping thought that he didn't even know how to say thank you, so when they parted ways, he said something like "Thank you, boss"? He wouldn't be broken into eight pieces...
So he still had nothing to say on the way and said: "Um...can you ask me what I call you?"
The leader said without looking back: "My surname is Ding. You can call me what you want."
"Ding... that gentleman. There is Captain Ding who came with the team from my house. By the way, there is also Doctor Ding at home... You were a family five hundred years ago." Zhong Ping was irritated.
Five hundred years ago, one family made it.
This leader of the Ding gang obviously didn't pay attention to Zhong Ping's habit of looking for words when he had nothing to say. Instead, he took a step forward and said, "Follow me."
Zhong Ping had no choice but to shut up and hurry up, otherwise it would be bad if he was left here again. He had just lost his way and got to Yang Yuwen's door...
Turning left and right again, Zhong Ping couldn't remember the route back to his father's place, to Yang Yuwen's place, and to the dining room. Soon, Ding Lao led him to a door, using a page
The card opened the door and indicated with his eyes that Zhong Ping could enter the house.
Zhong Ping was so good that he immediately walked into the house. He had seen it in his father's room before. There were also sensor lights in the house. They were turned on when someone came in, and they probably stayed off when no one was in.
At the door of the room, he looked back at the person who sent him here, and smiled gratefully. Then the leader named Ding raised his hand. At that moment, Zhong Ping thought he was going to hold a hand.
Hands or something. Shaking hands at this time!? What kind of hand was shaking at this time... But soon he saw clearly that although the shape looked like a handshake, the card he had just opened the door was sandwiched between the index and middle fingers of that hand.
He took the card over in time, and the leader explained: "This is the key. I just saw how to use it?"
Zhong Ping nodded, and the leader also nodded: "Then I'll leave first."
Zhong Ping shouted: "Wait!" The gang leader turned around and looked at him with questioning eyes. Zhong Ping continued to ask, "If I want to sleep...how can I turn off the lights in the room?"
The leader said without changing his expression: "Those buttons on the west wall can help you, as long as you know Chinese characters."
"Oh..." Zhong Ping was still a little reluctant. Seeing the leader turning his head back and disappearing from his sight again, he shouted again, "Wait!"
The leader turned around with great patience: "What else?"
"Actually...you said your boss, he...how do you say this? What kind of person do you think he is?" In fact, Zhong Ping was just confused by Yang Yuwen's words just now, and wanted to ask this.
Hey, I don’t know what to ask, so I came up with the above question.
The leader of the gang looked at Zhong Ping with an expression of "Your head is broken", but he probably didn't have the urge to shout angrily the next moment, so Zhong Ping continued to ask: "What about Yang Ye? Yang Ye
Do you often see..."
"If you ask this ancestor, all I can say is, don't let me see him in the next life! Otherwise, I'll kill him!" The gangster leader was obviously in a very excited state, leaving Zhong Ping not knowing how to resist.
alright.
In fact, he also thought that Yang Ye, an arrogant and arrogant child, would torment the people under Yang Yuwen, who dared to speak out and dare not resist, so he would say this... In fact, he was not surprised. Even the surname Ding just now
The leader of the minions said that he would kill him if he saw him soon, and Zhong Ping would also nod his head and say "Come on brother, brothers" in a sincere way.
It’s a bit too much to think like this. The arrogant and arrogant Yang Ye is his life-saving benefactor. But... but! Normal people can’t help but think this way...
The leader simply turned around and stayed there to see what other whimsical games Zhong Ping could come up with. This time Zhong Ping was a guest, so he just risked his life to accompany him.
But the problem is that Zhong Ping can't think of any problem. Even if he really has a problem in his mind, he can't find a suitable sentence to describe it. He can't ask, "Actually, what did your boss want to say to me just now? According to what you said
"Have you ever heard anything about me or inferred anything about me in such a long time?"
The leader stood there for a short while. Seeing that Zhong Ping was also following him without making any movement, he asked, "Are you finally okay? If there is really no problem, I'll leave first."
Listening to the word "true" being emphasized by the gangster, Zhong Ping still felt his face start to heat up: "Then...it's nothing...really..."
The leader tossed his head, turned around, and as he turned towards the main corridor, all the lights followed him, leaving only two solitary lights shining on Zhong Ping. He thought
, as expected, it was better for him to go back to the house and study those legendary buttons...
On the morning that Zhong Ping left, Xiong Weiqun left Yang Ye's Chinese-style house earlier than Zhong Ping. Yang Yuwen returned the car he had left here before, although the car was not his, but was organizationally related.
Sent to him and his partner.
He drove down the hill, but at the foot of the hill he saw Uncle Lei and his convoy driving over, parked behind a small nostalgic hotel. If he hadn't passed by here and happened to see these cars, then he would have
I have decided to hurry back to the Zhong family’s headquarters.
He thought for a moment outside the backyard and decided to make peace with these people first. Since his partner didn't drive the car, he must have followed these people?
Then he drove his car from the front yard, and someone immediately came out to pick up his car and directed him to drive to the back yard. Then he was led to the front hall and asked if he wanted to get a room here.
Xiong Weiqun explained the purpose of his visit and asked about the rooms where the owners of the few cars parked in the backyard were driving.
But those employees had good professional ethics and said that if they could not produce relevant documents, they could not disclose the customer's information to others. Xiong Weiqun explained several times that he was a companion of those people, and said if he was not a companion, how would he know those styles?
Are the different cars driven by the same group of people?
The employee asked, if it was a companion, why didn't you contact them directly to pick you up?
Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, Xiong Weiqun finally spotted an acquaintance. Fortunately, his ability to recognize people and his memory were pretty good. He immediately shouted to the person: "Captain Ding!"
Yes, he had seen this man in the Zhong family's house.
Captain Na Ding was obviously startled when he was called. Then he found the source of the sound, and then quickly walked to Xiong Weiqun and looked at him carefully. Then he saw that all the employees around him were looking at him, and he continued to look nervously.
Xiong Weiqun finally asked in a low voice: "Are you... calling me?" He didn't remember that he had any relatives in a place like this...
Well, in fact, he had seen Xiong Weiqun, but it was almost always in the dark at night, and he was always in a high state of nervousness. Now it was really difficult for him to recognize Xiong Weiqun all of a sudden.