Ye Ying and Huang Xize didn't get up until the Hu Tuanzi came back.
On the drive back, Ye Ying stared at the dusk sky in a daze.
I don't know why, but many pictures of Huang Xize in my memory are at dusk. For example, at this moment, she was fascinated by looking at Huang Xize's side face.
Huang Xize didn't look at her, but tilted his head slightly: "Do you want to eat beef noodles today?"
Last time Ye Ying made a wish to Huang Daxian to eat beef noodles, but the two of them wanted to see Zuo Huai but failed. Ye Ying was annoyed: "Their house is being renovated, and the store is temporarily closed."
Huang Xize thought for a while, then suddenly raised the corners of his mouth: "Why don't you eat at home."
Ye Ying also thought about it: "It's okay."
Anyway, Huang Xize's cooking skills are not bad, not much different from other chefs outside.
Unexpectedly, the car drove all the way to a restaurant.
Ye Ying fainted when she saw the rows of cars: "Don't you eat at home? I'll go, there are so many people? Is there still food here? You have to go out for two hours to find a parking space."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Xize turned to a hidden rolling door.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the camera above the shutter door. Within three seconds, the rolling shutter door slowly rose.
Ye Ying was stunned, watching Huang Xize drive the car to the basement calmly.
She got off the car in a daze, and was dragged into the elevator by Huang Xize in a daze, and entered a secluded box in a daze.
Ye Ying sat down for a long time before looking up in a daze to see the gorgeous decoration in Youya: "Why do I feel as if I've heard of this store before?"
Ding feng shui... Ah, it seems to be very famous, so I need to make an appointment one month in advance. Last time Zhang Congjian invited her to eat with Zuo Huai, saying that an acquaintance told him that someone had unsubscribed, so he grabbed a table.
But in the end it didn't work out.
Ye Ying looked at Huang Xize in amazement: "If you really have money, you can turn ghosts around."
As soon as the words were finished, a handsome man knocked on the door and came in. He was not a waiter, but a manager.
When he saw Huang Xize, he was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately returned to a respectful smile: "Boss."
Ye Ying looked at Huang Xize in horror: "Huh?"
The manager turned to Ye Ying again and smiled: "It's the first time for my wife to come here."
"Ah, um..."
Ye Ying was cramped on the spot, watching Huang Xize order food and wine slowly, the manager left with a smile on his face.
Huang Xize squinted at Ye Ying, who was speechless, and sneered, "You don't think our family only has a fried chicken shop, do you?"
Ye Ying: ...I really think so, she thought the weasel had some obsession with chickens.
She sighed, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said with emotion: "It turns out that I eat at home like this. It seems that I have to quickly adapt to my status as a rich woman."
The two of them were eating when Ye Ying suddenly felt itchy in her calf.
She reached out to touch her legs, frowned and lifted the tablecloth to look under the table, facing two dog eyes.
Ye Ying: "..."
Huang Xize saw her acting strangely, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ye Ying silently exposed her head to the table, and said to Huang Xize: "Come on, take a look below."
Huang Xize: "...not good."
This is his shop, talking about tigers and wolves in the sacred workplace.
Ye Ying showed a ferocious face: "I'll let you look under the table!"
Huang Xize reacted, and lifted the tablecloth, and saw a dog's **** wagging its tail.
Ye Ying called Gouzi out from under the table, wondering: "Why is Gouzi here?"
She thought about it, and was shocked: "You won't let Zuo Yu check Yuan Zhen, will you?!"
Huang Xize glanced at her and comforted: "How could it be?"
Yuan Zhen is an unknown Taoist priest, and Zuo Yu is a lonely ghost. Ask him to check Yuan Zhen, isn't that hitting the muzzle of a gun.
Only then did Ye Ying feel relieved, and then worried again: "Could it be..."
Zuo Huai here?
Could it be that Zhang Congjian invited him here for dinner?
Ye Ying slapped the table angrily, well, she also contributed to this matter, but she actually ate it behind her back!
Huang Xize couldn't laugh or cry, and pulled her: "It's only half a million, you let him earn it. How many cloves of garlic are there for such a big plate of dumplings in our family?"
Ye Ying sat down bitterly, poked a piece of meat with chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth as if venting.
Huang Xize saw that she was interesting, and patted her dog's head with a smile: "You are a rich woman now, don't be so picky."
Ye Ying was sullen: "It takes time to change my identity, and I don't really feel like a rich woman right now."
Huang Xize helped her fill a bowl of soup, and said casually: "Then do you want to go to the mall to sweep the goods? Or buy you a car?"
Ye Ying was listless, like a lettuce: "Forget it."
I'm so confused, suddenly rich, but I don't know what to do...
Huang Xize looked at Ye Ying's listless look, and asked tentatively, "Would you like to travel?"
Ye Ying clapped her hands together: "Okay! I happen to have a place I want to go to!"
Huang Xize didn't expect that she would be interested in traveling just after returning from Changbai Mountain, and asked, "Where are you going?"
Ye Ying pressed her hands on the table, her face excited: "Let's go to the Mountain of Buns!"
Huang Xize: "...?"
Ye Ying clapped her hands rhythmically: "Pick the pastry from the pastry mountain, and feed the weasel to eat pastry."
The pastry is picked from the pastry mountain, and the pastry is eaten by weasels.
"After eating the pastry—"
Before the singing was over, Huang Xize suddenly stood up, covered her mouth, and said with a painful expression, "Stop singing."
Good guy, killing someone is like singing rap.
The two were fighting, and Gouzi, who had been playing beside him, suddenly raised his ears.
Immediately afterwards, it turned around and ran, disappearing into the wall in an instant.
Ye Ying frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple: "Is there a situation?"
Could it be that something happened to Zuo Huai?
Huang Xize also straightened his face and rang a bell on the table. Within twenty seconds, someone knocked on the door and came in.
Huang Xize asked people to check the reservation list, and Ye Ying said emphatically: "Check if there is a reservation with the surname Zhang."
"Yes." The manager is also a talent, and replied directly: "Mr. Zhang does have a reservation, and I'm eating right now."
Ye Ying didn't expect that he didn't even need to look through the roster, but just memorized it in his mind. He raised his eyes in surprise: "Where is it?"
The manager still had the same smile on his face: "There are two Mr. Zhang, one is worshiping stars and the other is attracting tide."
two?
Ye Ying was startled: "Could it be that Zhang Jifan is here too?"
Huang Xize's eyebrows darkened, he got up, took Ye Ying with him, and walked in the direction where Gouzi disappeared.
The three of them came to the door of the box, and the word "Zhaochao" was written on the small wooden sign beside the door. Huang Xize stretched out his hand, and tapped on the door three times in a leisurely manner.
There was silence in the room for five seconds, and Ye Ying was in a hurry before a voice came: "Come in."
Ye Ying's eyes and pupils shrunk—this is Zhang Jiufan's voice!
How could he be in Zuo Huai and Zhang Congjian's room?
Shouldn't-
The thrills on the cruise ship quickly flashed through her mind, at the same time Huang Xize had already pushed the door and walked in.
Ye Ying hurriedly followed, and when she saw the three people in the room, she quickly stepped forward and pulled Zuo Huai up.
She protected Zuo Huai behind her, and looked at Zhang Jiufan who looked elegant and wary: "What are you going to do to my nephew?"
As she said that, she did not forget to pat Zuo Huai with her hands behind her back: "Don't be afraid, uncle and aunt are here."
There was a moment of silence in the room.
Brothers Zhang Jiufan and Zhang Congjian were obviously frightened by her actions, they looked at her blankly, and then looked back at Huang Xize.
The moment he saw Huang Xize, Zhang Jiufan was taken aback.
But he was the first to react, and he got up quickly: "It turns out that Mr. Huang is in the store today."
Huang Xize glanced at him, but didn't answer.
At this time, the manager had already arranged the chairs, and Huang Xize sat down calmly.
He is not sitting in the main seat, but his aura makes it seem like he is in the main seat no matter where he sits.
In the past, when he saw Zhang, he would be fanciful. Anyway, he still did some face-saving work. This time when he suddenly set up the score, Zhang Jiufan also became anxious.
Zhang Congjian is even more out of the situation - his company is engaged in technology, and there is no chance to meet Huang Xize, who is engaged in catering. What's more, there is a huge disparity in strength between them, he doesn't know who Huang Xize is at all.
The bewildered expressions of the two cousins are really similar, and it can be seen that they are related by blood.
Ye Ying was waiting in line, when suddenly Zuo Huai sighed behind him.
He stretched out his hand to grab Ye Ying: "Then what...Mr. Zhang was invited by the client's father."
Um?
Ye Ying looked at Zuo Huai unexpectedly, then turned her head to look at Zhang Jifan and Zhang Congjian.
Zuo Huai explained: "Didn't the old man give you two secret recipes, so he invited Mr. Zhang to come over and wanted to divide the two secret recipes."
Ye Ying was stunned, and glared at the manager: "Didn't you say that there are two Mr. Zhang booking a room?"
"The other Mr. Zhang is Gongchang Zhang." Experience raised his hand wrongly: "You didn't ask."
Ye Ying: "..."
She covered her face, and sat down beside Huang Xize. This oolong is really social death.
Zuo Huai's face was expressionless—I'm the one who really died, and the business was going well, when suddenly my uncle and aunt rushed in, telling the client not to bully his children with a look of eagerness.
The two looked at each other, feeling a little hopeless.
Zhang Jifan looked at the yellowed silk in his hand with emotion: "The Zhang family's wine business is gone, and the winery has been sold. Thanks to that old man, he is still dreaming like a baby."
"The old winery is still there." Zhang Congjian leaned on the chair, rubbing the silk with nostalgia on his face: "I have made up my mind, I will go back to my hometown and reopen the winery."
Zhang Jifan glanced at him unexpectedly: "Then it just so happens that the old man turned the tables on you, what are you doing for me?"
After a while, he lowered his eyes and smiled: "Anyway, there's never anything good to think about me at home, so I'm used to it."
But Zhang Congjian said to him very seriously: "Because you don't make people worry about beating children, it is only my unworthy descendants who make the ancestors feel uneasy when they die."
As he spoke, he laughed out loud.
Zhang Jifan didn't smile.
He looked at Zhang Congjian, finally shook his head, filled his glass with wine, and murmured: "It's annoying to see your virtue."
Zhang Congjian didn't take it seriously, hugged his shoulder and laughed.
Ye Ying stretched out her hand and made a "stop" gesture, annoyed: "Okay, you two, let's interrupt your brothers and sisters first."
She looked at Zuo Huai, her eyes were sharp, and she turned back to Zhang Jiufan: "Shouldn't Mr. Zhang explain why the person you hired almost killed us on the cruise ship?"
Zhang Jiufan was stunned when he heard her words.
He looked at Ye Ying hesitantly: "Mrs. Huang, didn't Officer Yan notify you? The Yuan Zhen you mentioned was found, but..."
"He's been dead for ten years."