Wang Zhijun felt unhappy when he saw this guy. His good mood was completely destroyed by him. He frowned and asked, "What are you doing here? Are you here to settle a score with me?"
Wang Luteng slapped himself more than ten times in a row before stopping, wagging his tail like a pug and begging for mercy, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were Secretary Wang's son. I have offended you so much, please forgive me..."
Originally, Wang Zhijun wanted to deal with this guy in the future and retaliate against him, but seeing his pitiful appearance at this time, he couldn't bear it. He just wanted him to leave quickly so as not to affect his drinking with his brothers. He was impatient.
He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I don't have to worry about the past with you anymore. Let's go quickly and don't disturb our brothers' reunion."
Wang Luteng felt like he was being pardoned. Although his square face was still as red and swollen as a pig's head, there was a hint of joy and he nodded hurriedly, "Thank you Mr. Wang for your forgiveness. I won't disturb your drinking. Please accept it for your small inconvenience." He took some money from his pocket.
He took out an envelope and put it on the table, then hurriedly opened the door and left.
Wang Zhijun opened the envelope and poured out the contents. When he saw it was a stack of money, about 10,000 yuan, he cursed: "Grandma, I have the nerve to hand over this little money."
Chen Yunling was a little surprised. This was the first time she saw such a large amount of money at such a close distance. However, Brother Wang thought it was too little and obviously didn't take it seriously. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. After all, he is a child of a high-ranking official and has a really big appetite.
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Wang Zhijun pushed the money in front of Ximen Lang and said cheerfully: "Ximen, it's a good time for him to give this money. I'll borrow the flowers and offer them to you as a tuition fee for you to re-enter the campus."
Ximen Lang smiled and said, "That guy gave this to you as a tribute. If I accept it, wouldn't I be disrespectful?"
Wang Zhijun smiled and said: "Why are you being polite to me? Just put it away."
"Okay, I'll take it. It seems like you're not in need of money. I'm in need of this thing right now." Ximen Lang stuffed the stack of money into his pocket without politeness. Since he is a true friend,
It would be a bit hypocritical for me to refuse again.
It can be said that Wang Zhijun and Ximen Lang fell in love at first sight and hated each other. They chatted and ate in the hotel for more than an hour, and drank every last drop of two bottles of Jian Nanchun before they gave up.
During this period, Wang Zhijun asked Ximenlang for his phone number. Ximenlang spread his hands and said with a smile: "I am a child from a poor family, but I don't have the luxury of a mobile phone."
Wang Zhijun looked at him in surprise, "You are from an alien planet, right? Which young man doesn't have a mobile phone these days? Even the aunts who watch bicycles have them." But then he remembered that this guy is a smuggler, and it is normal not to have a phone at the moment.
.The waiter helplessly asked for a pen and paper, wrote down his mobile phone number and handed it over.
"This is my phone number. You can buy a mobile phone and call me later."
Ximen Lang put the note away and said, "No problem."
Afterwards, Wang Zhijun paid the bill, and the three of them left the Yulong Hotel, saying goodbye at the door and going their separate ways. Ximenlang was going to take Lingling to buy a bicycle, while Wang Zhijun was going to attend a banquet hosted by his classmates.
Originally, Wang Zhijun wanted to take the two of them there together, but Ximen Lang politely refused, on the grounds that they were friends, but not with others.
Watching Wang Zhijun leave in a taxi, Ximenlang said to himself: "A very nice person, worth dating." He turned to look at Chen Yunling, who was becoming more beautiful under the sun, and said: "Let's go, let's take a walk.
a while."
The two of them walked slowly on the street. When passing the Li Ning store, Ximen Lang saw a set of white sportswear displayed in the window that was very eye-catching. He turned to look at Lingling, who was wearing a new school uniform. He felt that this child was too young.
It was hard, she was in her prime, but because her family was poor, she had no clothes to wear at all. She always wore this very rustic dark blue sportswear, so I came up with the idea of buying her a set of clothes.
Holding Lingling's hand and stopping, Ximen Lang pointed to the sportswear in the window and asked: "Lingling, do you think that white sportswear is beautiful? The one with the red edge."
This guy's vision was undoubtedly very domineering. Lingling took one look at it and immediately said in an envious tone: "Ah, those clothes are so beautiful, the color and style are very good."
Ximen Lang looked at her with a smile and asked: "Then I will buy it for you, okay?"
Chen Yunling was startled and said hurriedly: "Brother, can you tell me which brand is good? It is Li Ning, a famous brand. This set of clothes costs four to five hundred yuan. The school uniform I am wearing is only sixty yuan. I can buy it."
How many sets are there?"
Ximen Lang said disapprovingly: "No matter how expensive the clothes are, they are only for people to wear. I think this suit will match you very well. Let's go, come in." He did not allow the other party to refute, and grabbed her smooth little hand forcefully and domineeringly.
Go into the store.
"Hello, welcome to visit."
Two waitresses who were only eighteen or nineteen years old came to greet them. They were very enthusiastic and did not show any indifference to the two guests because they were dressed in ordinary clothes.
There were not many people in the store. There were only two young men choosing a new style of sports shoes, and the rest were four or five waiters, all of whom were little girls.
"Hello, are you looking for clothes or shoes?"
Ximenlang pointed at the white sportswear and said, "Find a set of that sportswear in a size suitable for my sister."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
One of the waiters took a closer look at the somewhat reserved Chen Yunling, estimated her height, and bent over the counter.
Ximenlang noticed someone shaking his arm and quickly turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Chen Yunling blushed and whispered: "Brother Xiaolang, let's go back. I don't like that outfit very much."
Ximen Lang knew that she said this deliberately to prevent him from spending money on her. He sighed in his heart, what a sensible child, and he decided to buy this dress. He shook the girl's hand and said softly
: "Okay, stop talking, just listen to me now."
When the waiter stood up, he took a set of sportswear that was the same as the one displayed in the window and said, "I guess this size will suit your sister. Let her go to the fitting room to try it on."
Ximenlang took the clothes and handed them to Chen Yunling. He looked at her with encouraging eyes and said, "Go ahead and put it on and try it on."
"Please follow me." Another waiter led Chen Yunling to the fitting room on the right.
Taking advantage of this time, Ximen Lang came to the sports shoe counter again, looking at women's shoes. He thought that since he had bought all the clothes, he might as well buy a pair of sports shoes to match. Lingling was wearing a pair of shoes sold at a street stall.
The sneakers I bought for fifty yuan are no longer in shape, but they are still worn.
The waiter eloquently introduced him to several popular sports shoes. He chose a white sports shoe with a novel style and a price of 289 yuan, which was size 36. He then said, "Bring it to me again."
Two pairs of white socks."
The door of the fitting room opened, and everyone's eyes lit up. They saw a pure and lovely girl standing in front of them. Her black hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and her clear and bright eyes were as curved as black pools.
Thin eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly as if they can speak, fair and flawless skin showing a light pink color, thin lips as delicate as rose petals, especially the curvy body wrapped in pure white sportswear
Inside, it looked even more energetic, as if it was tailor-made for her.
For a moment, everyone's eyes in the store were focused on Chen Yunling. The two young men who were trying on shoes bent over and turned their heads, looking over intently, as if they were dumbfounded.
Chen Yunling noticed the eyes gathered around her, and there was an abnormal atmosphere in the air. Her pretty face changed, she wrung her fingers and asked nervously: "Why, does it look ugly when I put it on? Brother Xiaolang, you also know,
I'm a very vulgar person and I'm not suitable for wearing such trendy clothes."
Ximen Lang shook his head gently and sighed: "Silly girl, it's not that you look ugly in this outfit, it's that it's so beautiful. It was simply designed for you."
Chen Yunling said in disbelief: "Really?" But she also noticed that everyone's eyes were full of affirmation when they looked at her.
"You come with me."
Ximen Lang took her hand and walked to the full-length mirror and said softly: "Lingling, take a closer look at you in the mirror. What do you look like?"
Chen Yunling also discovered that the person standing in the mirror was a completely different version of herself. It felt like she had been completely transformed. For the first time, she discovered that she was so beautiful, no less beautiful than those delicate city girls.
Intoxicated, she couldn't help but ask: "What does it look like?"