Almighty in the city

One after another, I have seen or never seen, or famous or unnamed delicacies, to eat all the girls is a pleasing, index finger movement.

From the first "Tengluo cake", the women's mouths have not been completely closed.When the last seven-color unknown soup came up, it was quickly divided and eaten amidst the exclamation and tuts.

Tan Zongming, Jiang Haokun, Zeng Xiaoxian, Lu Ziqiao, Lu Zhanbo, Guan Gu Magic, Lao Sao, Yao Bin and other men who were rushed to another table to eat "big fish and big meat" looked at the flowers on the table with all the women The delicacy was eaten and drunk thoroughly, and there was not even a drop of soup left, except for a sigh, only a sigh.

"Lao Bai, you are not authentic!" Seeing Bai Yifan, who had dragged his chef's uniform, appeared from the corridor leading to the back kitchen, Lao Sao rushed forward, still chewing. A small steak, complaining and complaining directly to him, "Look at the delicacies you cook, let us brothers can't eat a bite, forget it, and we can’t be at the same table with the beauties even if it’s exhausting— "

Seeing his look of bitterness and enmity, Bai Yifan couldn't help but smile a little: "The delicacy is light, and I rarely touch oily in the cooking process. Just your meatless and unpleasant food, I really want to eat it for you. A table of delicacies, I'm afraid your complaints will be several times more than now."

"That's different—" Lao Sao rolled his eyes and said, "Youdao is a beautiful meal. If the beauties are eating at the same table, I can eat even if there is no meat."

"Come on, look at your greasy mouth, I don't think there is anything uncomfortable about what you eat." Bai Yifan smiled, "This celebration party tonight was not held for you. I can let you come. Eating and drinking are good."

"Speaking of this--" Lao Sao looked like a bitter hatred again, "I heard about it from Mr. Tan, the small startup company of Qu Yaojing signed a contract with Rui Yi for 50 million yuan. The net profit of the project contract! The net profit of 50 million yuan, this should be the compensation of Ruiyi Group begging you to buy your life, you who caress about color and look down on friends, are actually all cheap! You say you Are you worthy of me as a brother!"

Bai Yifan glanced at him, smiled and shook his head and said: "The Ruiyi project contract is all related to real estate development, and your family doesn't have it. Come join in the fun."

Lao Sao was not convinced: "I can be a second-door dealer without me. With a net profit of 50 million, even if it is divided into one-fifth of my buddies, I can confidently jump out of my house and do it alone. In the end, you are the one who cares about sex. It's given to the Fairy Qu-the most awesome thing in Qu Hongtu's life is not to build today's family business from scratch, but to have a good daughter like a fairy."

"Okay, that project contract can only be regarded as an appetizer. The real big head is still in the'Shanghai International Resort'." Bai Yifan said lightly, "Don't worry, you will benefit from it. This cake, If you are capable of taking a tenth, I guarantee that your family will immediately become a pivotal existence in the Shanghai business community."

Lao Sao immediately swallowed his saliva. It seemed that he was looking forward to the scene, but after looking forward to it, he inevitably pulled his face down: "Don't say one-tenth, it is estimated that one-hundredth, our family may not eat it. Come down."

"Take it slowly, don't rush." ​​Bai Yifan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Isn't your figure also eaten out around the clock for more than 20 years. If you really have this ambition to make a breakthrough, I will naturally give it to you Pave the way, who calls us buddies."

"I love to hear this!" Lao Sao suddenly wailed, "Hey, but listening to your tone, how does it seem to be the rhythm of a trip-it won't be your father, my uncle Bai gave it to you The ultimatum will force you to go back to Mijian, right?"

"No." Bai Yifan shook his head, "The day after tomorrow's plane, go to Neon Tokyo."

Lao Sao suddenly "fucked": "With so many beauties surrounding you, why do you want to go to the'Eleventh District' to be cool? Old driver, good brother, how about bringing buddies?"

"I'm dealing with some national martial arts world." Bai Yifan shook his head dumbly and glanced at Fatty Lao with a smile. "If you are interested in national martial arts, I can take you to open your eyes."

As soon as Lao Sao heard it, he lost all interest, and said with disdain, "That's better. Little Neon has too many perverted martial arts. I'm afraid it will leave a psychological shadow when I watch it. I have nightmares at night-yes, I remember the martial arts of your Bai family. You seem to have only learned a little bit. It’s okay to mix with the neon martial arts world. Be careful not to pretend that you can’t make it. If you let the neon people get a crush, you will be ashamed. Big."

Bai Yifan smiled, patted his shoulder, did not answer his question, but walked towards the people at the two tables.

"Tsk—" Lao Sao curled his mouth behind him again, "How do you feel that this kid has become more and more unpredictable after returning to China, he's utterly nagging"

At noon two days later, at Shanghai Pudong International Airport, Bai Yifan boarded an international flight to Neon Tokyo.

But just after the flight took off, the major schools of neon martial arts received a message at the same time--

"The target has already taken flight J0922, took off from China Shanghai Pudong International Airport, and is expected to land at Haneda Airport in three hours and fifty-five minutes. Please be prepared for 120,000 points by all major schools. This person's "love sword" , Is a gift from the next Sovereign of Ming Xinliu, the spiritual leader of the Mu He family, and the rare swordsman genius Mu He Qianxia San of my Yamato nation in a century. I bet on the dignity of my great neon martial arts world. Can't let him complete the'Baishan Gate' of'Mingxinliu'!"

Just an hour after the news appeared, the seemingly calm neon, from Kanto to Kansai, from Hokkaido to Kyushu, a torrent of undercurrents was unknowingly by the common people, and they had already burst. .

By the side of a secluded pool, Mu He Qianxia, ​​who was closing his eyes and cultivating his heart, slowly opened his eyes, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and whispered to himself softly: "He's here--" ...