I'm not the underworld

Chapter 631 Of course to wait for you

"Why don't I believe it?" Hearing what Chen Yifan said, Huang Ying just raised her head and glanced at him speechlessly.

She didn't realize that in front of him, she could be so reckless and casual, and even the tension she had just faced with this "big scene" unconsciously disappeared.

To see such a place once is already amazing, what kind of person does it have to be able to go in and out every day?

How could she be a girl from an ordinary family going in and out of such a place every day.

Until now, she has no doubts about the identity and background that Zu Long arranged for her.

On the household registration booklet, her name was clearly written, and her photo was pasted on it, which could not be faked.

Chen Yifan sighed, seeing Huang Ying in front of him made him helpless.

"You don't believe in anything, and you don't have to believe in anything, but I hope that you can at least believe in a little...your own heart!"

After all, Chen Yifan led Huang Ying into the plum garden.

Huang Ying pursed her lips, looking a little cautious, but still couldn't help but quietly looked at the strange scene around her.

She was slightly startled by the touch of her feet landing on the ground. Looking down, it turned out that there was a thin layer of snow, half a shoe deep, and the bluestone slabs were paved with dirt.

With a slight sigh in her eyes, Huang Ying couldn't help feeling that the happiness of rich people was beyond her imagination.

The details are also done so meticulously.

It would not be very cost-effective to rent a few acres of garden directly outside to build such a plum garden, so why spend such a large price to build it in a high-rise building?

Sure enough, she couldn't figure out what rich people thought.

"Why are you in Jinghua Middle School?" Thinking of this, Huang Ying couldn't help but turned to Chen Yifan and asked.

At this time, in her eyes, Chen Yifan was that evil "rich man".

"Of course it was waiting for you!" Chen Yifan paused, lowered his head and looked at Huang Ying, and said with a smile.

Although in fact, Longquan High School did not want him, but in the final analysis, it was also because of this "puppy love" with Ao Lingyuan!

Huang Ying rolled her eyes, didn't believe what he said, and turned her head away.

But in his heart he couldn't help sighing again, could that shadow really be him?

She didn't believe it, it was impossible for her to meet such a person.

Moreover, how could such a person like her?

She's so... plain.

The figure of that woman flashed in her mind again, Huang Ying bowed her head in silence, distressed by her ordinaryness.

Presumably, Zu Long did not expect that calling Chang'e did not deepen Huang Ying's impression of Chen Yifan as a scumbag, but instead made her precious daughter feel ashamed.

"This way, please!" Dong Qirui continued to lead the way with the two, and the two walked forward in the red plum garden covered with light snow.

It can be seen that the small pavilion hidden among the plum trees in the distance, and the 3D plum snow picture are also painted on the far wall, which seems to blend with the plum garden scenery without boundaries.

Looking up, I couldn't see where the lights were, all I saw was a snowy sky, slightly overcast.

What kind of private room is this? It's clearly a small world, right?
Dong Qirui led them to the largest pavilion in the middle of the plum garden. Around the pavilion, there were water traces of melted snowflakes.

Walking into the pavilion, the temperature suddenly increased by about ten degrees. Although it is not very warm, it can barely be regarded as cool and comfortable.

Dong Qirui asked the two to sit down at the table, while he stood aside and pulled an imperceptible transparent silk thread hanging from the side of the pavilion.

This is for communication, signaling to the waiters that the food is ready to serve.

Of course, in modern society, this could have been replaced by modern communication equipment such as walkie-talkies, but that would be too unfriendly and ruin the scenery.

And those who can be invited to such a private room for dinner are people who Mr. Zeng can't afford to offend. If he is hated because of a small mistake in a small detail, the gain will not be worth the loss.

And Mr. Zeng, with the help of these four private rooms that cost a lot of money, has made many dignitaries and dignitaries, and expanded a lot of contacts.

Even in a certain noble circle, whether they can be invited by Mr. Zeng to have a meal here is a comparison.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Zeng specially created this banquet for you, with a total of 108 dishes, all of which are rare in the mountains."

"This first dish: a glib tongue, is a lark with a standard body and a beautiful singing voice, which is fed for a month, drinks clear springs every day, eats fresh fruits, and finally takes the tongue of the sparrow." Dong Qirui served the first dish. Introduced.

"..." Huang Ying's eyes widened, she was speechless for a moment, it was just a dish, so troublesome, so...wasteful!
Chen Yifan glanced at Huang Ying, fearing that she would not dare to eat it, so he took a sip first: "Not bad!"

"Is this... really edible?" Huang Ying still resisted and hesitated.

"Just try it and you'll know." Chen Yifan put down his chopsticks and said with a smile.

This is a real foodie, as long as you eat it, don't care what it is, as long as it tastes good!

"By the way, bring me a can of Kuoluo!"

Chen Yifan looked at the waiter who had just finished serving and was about to go down.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, with a confused look on his face.

This was the first time I heard such a request from a big boss who came here to eat.

Chinese dishes pay attention to the taste of color, fragrance, and Huang Ying couldn't help but be seduced by the aroma lingering around her nose. After trying the first bite, she couldn't control it.

She ate half of a plate of sparrow tongue. Dong Qirui next to her was full of expressions, hesitant to speak.

There are 108 dishes in this banquet, and they are usually eaten lightly, so there is no one like Huang Ying.

But it was such an indomitable momentum that Dong Qirui didn't dare to remind Huang Ying rashly, but she stopped suddenly and stared blankly at Chen Yifan opposite.

The temptation of food, at this moment, does not seem to exist.

In fact, what she was looking at wasn't even Chen Yifan, but the Coke in Chen Yifan's hand.

This scene is so familiar again, so familiar!
"Coke, can I have a drink?" Huang Ying looked at Chen Yifan and said, out of curiosity or for some reason.

"Huh?" Chen Yifan was a little surprised, then rolled his eyes, and with a look of watching the show, he directly put the can of Coke he drank in Huang Ying's hand.

There's still half a jar left, but...

Huang Ying obviously realized this too. If she drank it, wouldn't it be... an indirect kiss?

"Please give me another can, thank you!" Huang Ying raised her head and glared at Chen Yifan, then turned her head and said to Dong Qirui.

But he didn't realize that the way he ordered people was very skillful. Although he was polite, he carried a kind of majesty.

How could this be just an ordinary person?
Chen Yifan shrugged and took the coke can back.

At this time, the dish came to the third course, the "ordinary" steamed bear's paw.

This dish, which is impossible to eat in the outer hall without making an appointment two or three months in advance, is indeed extremely common on this table.

Dong Qirui just started to introduce the fourth dish that was served just now, when there was a sudden wind, and the light snow that fell turned into heavy snow all over the sky.

So much so that the sound of the wind covered up Dong Qirui's voice.

(End of this chapter)