God of Life

Chapter 87: What Are You Looking At Me For?

Huang Xu opened his mouth several times and finally kept quiet.

Don't ask!

It's a family of four!

Look at the way they make a scene, the thief fucking looks like it.

Of course, although Huang Xu is a bit of a grasshopper, he is at least a smart grasshopper. He knows that Wang Yan has no special relationship with any of these people, and Lin Weiwei is even more unlikely to have anything to do with her.

So even though he was jealous of the treatment, he didn't lose his mind.

It has nothing to do with fear, mainly not guilty.

Lin Weiwei did not use Wang Yan as a shield. If he was unhappy with Huang Xu, he clearly showed his white behavior, and the reason was not hidden.

Wang Yan's relationship with Wang Yan was equally clear and clear, but there was no intention to stimulate Huang Xu's mind.

So, the five people who didn't get along very well, walked to the party restaurant in a peaceful manner.

Uh, at least on the surface and in qi...

If you come back today, you don't have to go to Dave to communicate. The little lady at the reception desk was impressed with Wang Yun and the beautiful ladies. She smiled and greeted her first time.

Lin Weiwei walked ahead and asked, "I was killed today. Do you have a seat? ”

“Yes, ma'am. ”

The young lady smiled and led the walker directly to one of the two non-take-out compartments.

Looking at the hall full of people, Huang Xu was shocked: “Yo, come on, Vivi, what a face! The hottest western meal this year is his house, right? It's not easy to book a place. You can get a reserved box by brushing your face here? ”

Lin Weiwei smiled without saying anything and did not explain it.

Nago and Fu Yushi are not familiar with Huang Xu, let alone say anything.

Wang Yan wanted to laugh at Lin Weiwei and collect some interest for 30,000, but thinking about it, he felt that it was not good to take Huang Xu's words, so he didn't say anything.

Then came the mysterious silence.

Major Huang Da: “…"

Shit, dog, should we be so embarrassed?

This young master is used to being a crowd center, look at Lin Weiwei, don't dare mess with him; look at Fu Yushi and Nago again, they are too pretty and inconvenient to mess with; finally look at Wang Yan...

Come on, Spirit.

“Brother, we have to have two drinks later. Last time I didn't fight, I didn't do anything today, but I got the point! Otherwise, I'm sorry about Vivi's face. Isn't that what you said? ”

Huh?

What's that got to do with me?

Wang Yan frowned: “Aren't you going to race the car later? Why don't you stop drinking? ”

“Drink some wine, champagne! ”

Tidu's second generation loved his good face and showed it to Huang Xu.

As usual, when faced with far less than his own people, Major Huang can still hold on, pretend to be cool or something, but face Wang Yan this past Jiang Long, his desire for performance soared extremely fast.

“Brother, you foreign fathers just think about the emperor too complicated, in fact..."

Just starting to blow the beat, the waiter enters the door.

Coincidentally, Miss Wang still serves them. She came up and said, respectfully, “Hello Mr. Wang, Chef Mauro has been notified and will be downstairs shortly. Do you want to order now? ”

Wang Yan sat steady and relaxed. He smiled and thanked Miss Wang. Then he pounded on Lin Weiwei's chin: “Please point the lady. ”

Then he looked back and asked politely, "Brother Huang, you go on. Actually, what? ”

Huang Xu looked at Lin Weiwei's excited copy of the menu, filled with delight and anticipation of the food, and looked at Wang Yan. He still looked as if the clouds were light and listening. He felt that he had suffered tons of criticism in his heart.

Keep going!

Make a table of mahjong with the four of you. Are you kidding me?

Oops, I'm bored. You're an outsider. Where does an emperor get such a big row?

Is there really such a big gap between us?

Huang Xubeis could not understand, so he dared not speak easily.

Mm-hmm. Half a day, I can't help but hold out a sentence: “Actually, the Emperor is quite simple in this place. As long as you don't mess with the 404 thing, you are the master with money...”

Oh, shit!

Brother is so clever, the round is so fitting...

However, in your opinion, the last sentence is called a sour one, don't mention how grievous it is.

Fu Yushi and Jeena held each other together, smiling so hard, hip-hop bite the ear.

“Master Huang used to be quite deep. Why is he so shy when he meets Wang Wang?! ”

Fu Yushi could see clearly. He said something fair: “Actually, it's not a poem, I don't think I understand it...”

By the way, Huang Xu lost money on a “don't understand”.

The girl is a native of Teito. She has a car since she was 18. She has lived in her apartment since she was 20. She rarely stays in hotels.

A few times, East Hammer West Hammer opened a room, naturally not likely to receive the attention of the hotel, there is no ranking or experience in this area.

All high-end consumer industries adhere to the motto: How can you be rich, but without consumer demand and desire, I have a brother.

Wang Yan was different.

Even though he is young, he is a customer who Xiang Jie strives for. On this acre, it is equivalent to home battle. Can he not be treated well?

Huang Xu didn't know the entrance door inside. He thought it was mainly Lin Weiwei's face. The cow forced him to blow half his breath, forced him to pour his breath, almost went into the demon.

By the time Chef Mauro arrived, Huang Xu was completely depressed with the enthusiasm of joining him in Argentine Empanadas Big Cake English and Wang Yan's Pomegranate Stuff English.

I don't want to do anything, I just want a mountain. It's so mustard!

Yes, you are, I keep squinting!

Why worry when blue is thin?

Just drinking.

So Huang Xu ignored Lin Weiwei's dissuasion and ordered two dried red glasses from Bordeaux Lexuan.

Miss Wang asked, "Which flavor do you prefer? Or is there a winery you like? ”

Huang Xu was impressed and confirmed very professionally: “Do you have ChateauBeychevelle2005 or 2006 Cabernet Sauvignon in your household? ”

Drinking wine, Major Huang is a professional goalkeeper, amateur master, and the suit of force is seamless.

Not only did the little Wang girl admire her, Lin Weiwei and Wang Yan were both unconscious.

Then, just as Major Huang continued to communicate with Xiaowang and enjoyed his highlights, chef Mauro heard the translation and was excited to put his index finger up against Wang Yan: “Wait! ”

Turn around in a hurry.

Not too long later, I cautiously brought back a bottle of dry red.

Wang Yan couldn't understand, Huang Xu swept the label and suddenly had no appetite.

The ChateauBeychevelle2000, the best vintage in the estate, produced more than 19,600 cases that year and, after years of consumption, currently has no more than 500 cases of domestic stock.

“Friend! $500! You must trytry! ”

Mauro continues to express his friendship in English and Chinese.

Wang Yan estimated that 500 yuan must be the price of a cup, and he didn't know whether it was expensive or worthless, so his subconscious look toward Huang Xu.

It means, you know, you're in charge.

Huang Xu: ("□") ︵︵︵ᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫᥫ

What the fuck are you looking at me for?

I suddenly don't want to drink it!