After realizing that the man was not joking with her but telling the truth, Boss Liu returned to Mengyuanju with the same hand and foot. Just kidding, how could she, a young and kind-hearted woman, do something like peeling off someone's skin and cramping it?
What happened to such a vicious thing? At that time, I just said a few words casually in excitement, and it was actually taken seriously.
So that night, all the waiters at Mengyuanju noticed that the boss was in low spirits and had poor appetite. Even her favorite haggis soup, she only drank three bowls before putting down her chopsticks, which was really worrying.
After dinner, if you want to go out for the night, continue your night life. If you don't have any nightlife, just go upstairs to read or rest.
Lin Chong, who wanted to go out for a night out with his beautiful girlfriend but also wanted to stay to watch the theater, was very torn. He also noticed very early that something was wrong with Boss Liu today, as soon as they came back.
But he saw a little more than the guys. In addition to knowing that she drank three bowls of haggis soup, he also noticed that her eyes drifted towards an old man from time to time today. Ordinarily, she was a beautiful girl in her prime, even if she was in love with spring.
You have to find someone as handsome and rich as me, right? What's the point of staring at an old man who looks at least fifty years old?
Apart from the explanation that the young boss had a special hobby, Lin Chong could only think that the person behind the boss was targeting the old man this time.
I have lived here for a long time. Except for the individual tourists who come and go every day, it is difficult to leave a definite impression on people. Lin Chong has more or less impressions of other guests who live here all the time.
This old man's surname seems to be Yan, which is what the associates call him. It seems that he has lived here for a long time, but he is very cold and withdrawn, and usually does not take the initiative to say hello to anyone.
Even if you take the initiative to say hello to him one day, he will probably give you a slow roll of his eyes at most, so sinister that you will never have the thought of actively saying hello to him again.
According to Lin Chong's observation and analysis, he should be waiting for someone here. He almost never goes out, but he comes to the front desk every day to ask about something. He should be waiting for someone to pick him up.
Judging from the current situation, the friend he was waiting to pick him up has probably sold him out. Lin Chong thought gloatingly that it turned out that there were not so many moral principles in the martial arts world.
Mr. Yan did not want to believe the fact that he had been sold by his friend, so he stubbornly waited at Mengyuanju. Someone had probably paid for his three meals a day and accommodation, and no one had ever rushed him.
He may have a bad attitude towards him.
Lin Chong whispered his findings and speculations to Yuan Qingfang, and then waited to be praised for his sharp mind. However, Yuan Qingfang didn't even look at him after hearing his words, although her mind was already between Boss Liu and the old man.
After a few turns, on the surface, he continued to lower his head and fuck himself.
She was practicing calligraphy, and her writing was pretty good, at least it was at the level of a master compared to Lin Chong's few strokes. When Lin Chong first came here, he couldn't write any calligraphy at all, and he could even write so-so pen calligraphy.
Later, under Wang Chengen's coaxing, coercion, and inducement, he reluctantly picked up a pen and began to learn to write calligraphy. People say that strict teachers produce good students, but it turns out that a teacher who is not very good at handwriting will no longer care about him.
No matter how strict you are, it is difficult to teach an outstanding apprentice.
Although his handwriting is as bad as a dog's, Lin Chong finally learned calligraphy with a brush, and he also practiced the calligraphy that is often used in criticizing memorials. For a while, a layman might actually think that the word "emperor" is good.
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But after all, it was a crash course. Lin Chong usually wrote the words exactly how he wrote on the paper, swaying around and without any structure, and his style was not blurred at all because of the identity of the master.
Lin Chong couldn't accept that this breaking news had no impact on her at all. He sat down dejectedly and drank tea instead of wine to celebrate his miserable life.
Yuan Qingfang saw that he was sighing and couldn't pretend anymore. She put down her pen and walked to Lin Chong's side, took the other person's quilt and drank the tea in one gulp, then spit it out with a look of disgust.
"Ah, my dear, you actually dislike me!" Lin Chong felt that his young heart was hurt.
"There are other things added to this tea, but you haven't noticed it at all after drinking so many cups?" Yuan Qingfang looked very surprised.
Lin Chong was stunned, rushed to the side and tried desperately to spit out everything he had just drank: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Yuan Qingfang watched with a sullen face as he rushed to the side and vomited for a long time without spitting anything out. Then he came back with a look of despair. Finally, he could not hold back: "Fool, I lied to you. If there is something, I can still give it to you."
Do you drink?"
Lin Chong: Little lady, you are so naughty. It is necessary for my husband to strengthen his temper today. Come on, why are you running away?
The two of them ran around the room like children, one chasing the other. After running dozens of laps, Lin Chong was the first to admit defeat. The force value was clearly there. How could he not admit defeat?
Yuan Qingfang obediently came over and grabbed his hand: "Don't be angry. I have just been thinking about what you told me before. I should have seen that old man before, but I didn't have any special impression. I will pay attention after you just said it.
After recalling it, Miss Liu probably stared at this old man Yan for more than a day or two."
"What? He has a grudge against this Miss Liu?" Lin Chong was curious.
"It's not necessarily that he has grudges against her, but maybe he has grudges against the forces behind her. Old Man Yan himself is not a particularly capable person, but I heard that he has a close relationship with the Ax Gang."
Lin Chong rubbed his chin and thought, there is a good chance that the old man with the eyes waiting here is someone from the Ax Gang. He wanted to hide with his friends to avoid the limelight because he had a feud with someone. Unexpectedly, the other party not only failed to help
He also deliberately sent people to his enemies.
I don’t know what kind of ecstasy soup the friends from the Ax Gang poured into this old man. After so many days, he has no intention of leaving no matter how anxious he is.
This trick of killing people with a borrowed knife solved the problem without any blood, and also sold a favor. It was a good deal that guaranteed to make a profit without losing any money. The people of this Ax Gang are really dark.
Lin Chong thought about the world of wine, meat, and beauties that he had longed for, and then thought about the so-called heroes he saw now who fought openly and secretly, and couldn't help but begin to doubt his dream when he was young and ignorant.
Do those things from the past actually exist?
Between the scenes written in books and engraved in my mind and what I am experiencing now, which one is real?