In fact, Rao Qiyun has always had a fixed box here. He was also bored today, and for some reason he remembered Su Yanliang who had just been discharged from the hospital, so he asked someone to bring her here.
This slap in the face was actually all caused by him.
The bad nature of men, especially when meeting a girl like Su Yanliang, Rao Qiyun was like a chicken blood shot, his whole body was soft except for one place that was hard.
Even if someone is sitting still, he can see the temptation.
If people don't say anything, he must say that they want to refuse to welcome him.
Anyway, he had to find a reason to pin the person down and eat some tofu, so that he could feel at ease. As a result, the tofu reached his mouth, and the ear scraper that came with it was also eaten firmly.
Fourth Master Rao used to have a weird habit and liked to cut off people's hands and feet. If we let this go, whichever hand Su Yanliang hit should be chopped off. But after so many years, Su Yanliang is still doing well, but our Rao
Fourth Master, he broke a finger for her.
The waiter in the box came over to serve tea. The best Mingqian Longjing was steamed and cooked slowly in a precious purple clay teapot. Rao Qiyun personally poured a cup for Xi Xiangdong. Xi Xiangdong took the tea cup, shook it slightly, and put it on the table.
With a slight sip on his lips, he said slowly: "In fact, chasing a woman is like boiling a frog in warm water. If you use boiling water, it will jump out immediately. If you boil it in warm water, it will calm down."
Rao Qiyun poured himself a glass and sneered: "Mr. Xi, that is an outdated statement. No matter how much water you use to boil a frog, it will eventually jump out!"
Xi Xiangdong also laughed: "Then there is only one way, cover the pot lid, nothing can escape!"
Rao Qiyun's frown suddenly relaxed, and he put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Others say that making friends is like drinking tea. Mr. Xi really understands tea, and he also understands me."
Xi Xiangdong narrowed his eyes playfully. In fact, he left one sentence unsaid. If he didn't want to die, just don't jump into the pot.
It's a pity that some people are willing to be frogs waiting to die...
After drinking tea, the waiter came in and served some exquisite side dishes. Rao Qiyun suggested eating and talking.
He seemed to be in a good mood today. He even drank a few large glasses of white wine, his jade-colored face was stained with a drunken flush, and he talked more.
“Mr.
Xi Xiangdong was certain that Rao Qiyun must have sent someone to monitor him secretly, which meant that he did not fully trust him yet.
Since money was mentioned, he took the opportunity to mention the movie: "The post-editing of the movie is almost in progress, and the publicity and distribution will cost a lot of money."
Rao Qiyun immediately agreed: "It's okay, I'll ask someone to send you the final balance tomorrow."
"When the first box office payment is collected, how will it be transferred to your company?"
Xi Xiangdong originally wanted to know how to transfer money from Rao Qiyun's account, but Rao Qiyun didn't know whether he was really drunk or pretending to be confused. He just waved his hand and said, "Well... let's talk about it then."
He was still very defensive about himself. Xi Xiangdong could only continue to wait.
In the middle of the journey, he came out to use the bathroom and happened to meet Su Yanliang at the sink.
This was the first time he looked at her head-on and up close. Her delicate facial features were somewhat beautiful, but there was still a gap between her and the mermaid Rao Qiyun raised in Hong Kong.
Xi Xiangdong smiled politely at her and nodded.
Su Yanliang pursed her lips, smiled back, and said indifferently: "Mr. Xi's metaphor of the frog boiled in warm water is very vivid. So I wonder, Mr. Xi, are you the pot or the frog?"