Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 567 How about giving a fried dough stick (fourth more)
"There are basically only two conditions for medical investment. One is to choose a site to build a factory, and the other is funding." Ms. Mir said.

Wu Xuan nodded: "The Jin family has abundant funds, which is far beyond the reach of the Feng family. I can handle the articles on it. As for the location and construction of the factory, it is up to Ms. Mir to handle it."

Miss Mier nodded: "As long as Mr. Wu Xuan tells you, I will do my best."

Wu Xuan smiled: "In terms of site selection, it is natural that the Jin family can spend more money, so it is better to spend more money."

Miss Mill is so clever.

She immediately understood Wu Xuan's words, and said with a smile, "I already understand what Mr. said, and I will definitely handle it well."

Wu Xuan raised his wine glass and said, "Then let's see Miss Mill's outstanding performance."

Mir smiled, and the crisp sound of the two clinking glasses was endless.

Wu Xuan is much more of a gentleman in front of ladies, compared to blowing red wine over a bottle with Hades.

Today's wine tasting posture is extremely elegant.

But even so, Miss Mill was still incapable of drinking.

After just two glasses of red wine, one's face looks drunk and drowsy.

Wu Xuan shook his head helplessly, that's all he could drink.

Fortunately, I was drinking with myself, it would be dangerous to be someone else.

After being drunk, Miss Mill seemed to be very hot, and she actually unbuttoned her coat with her fine hands.

The white and flawless jade shoulders were exposed, and a pair of slender legs swayed in front of Wu Xuan.

Damn!

This is to seduce me!
Wu Xuan felt that Miss Mier's drunken state was a bit strange, and his eyes caught her.

Then he found that the girl was squinting her eyes, quietly observing herself.

He saw through Miss Mill's trick at once and understood what was going on.

This girl in love is always testing herself.

Wu Xuan clicked his tongue in his heart, if he really did something.

I'm afraid that the bodyguards and attendants outside the door will rush in and tear himself apart.

He would not have such an idea, Miss Mir came here to discuss business.

It is the daughter of a friend, so he will not do things that are detrimental to morality.

"If you can't drink, just drink less."

Wu Xuan shook his head helplessly, he decided to accompany Ms. Mir to perform this play.

Anyway, I have no dissent, and it is also to make the other party feel some trust.

He came to Miss Mill's side and gently tightened the coat on her body.

Wu Xuan obviously noticed that Miss Mill's delicate body was tightening, and then he tightened his lips and teeth quite nervously.

He didn't care, but slowly put Mir on the sofa and didn't move any more.

Could it be that I am overthinking?

Seeing that Wu Xuan was not messing with her, Miss Mill thought to herself.

She closed her beautiful eyes slightly, but Wu Xuan was nowhere to be seen.

Looking around lightly, he saw Wu Xuan walking out of the suite, holding a soft quilt in his hands.

Very gentlemanly, he covered Mir with the quilt, then sat alone on another sofa, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

God, he actually...

Ms. Mier couldn't believe it. With her stunning beauty, Wu Xuan didn't have the slightest idea of ​​anything wrong.

In addition to admiration, I can't help but feel a little disappointed.

Even she herself was disappointed for some reason.

She thought in her heart that she was going to observe Wu Xuan's every move throughout the night.

Unexpectedly, the alcohol rushed into his brain, and he slowly fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was already the next morning.

"Wake up." Wu Xuan smiled lightly.

"Um··"

Miss Mier's pretty face was flushed, her heart was quite complicated, and she respected Wu Xuan.

She knew that it was Wu Xuan who took care of her all night, but she never acted excessively.

It seems that I really worry too much.

"Thank you, sir, for taking care of me for one night." Ms. Mill said with some embarrassment.

Wu Xuan smiled slightly: "If I knew that Ms. Mier is not strong enough to drink, I would definitely not let you drink so much."

"Um……"

Wu Xuan said: "How about it, you're starving. I promised Miss Mir to taste my Chinese cuisine, and it happened to be early, so I could eat delicious hot food."

Hearing that there are Chinese delicacies, Ms. Mir immediately swept away her drowsiness.

With beautiful eyes shining brightly, she said softly, "Mr. Lao will take care of you."

"Whatever Miss Mill said, come with me, it's not far away."

Walking out of the hotel, there is a small street not far away.

This is one of the few small streets in Kyoto, and it is quite old.

But compared to the prosperity of the capital city, it is not weak at all.

Early in the morning, there is an endless stream of cries of all kinds of breakfast.

Countless Chinese people have traveled the streets to feel the local customs that only belong to the Chinese people.

Many foreigners come to experience the magnificence of China.

All of them were shocked and attracted by Chinese food.

There is a booth, the decoration is very simple, a few small tables.

The stall owner pushes a trolley and digs out hot food from a tin bucket to serve customers.

Wu Xuan looked around, only this place was extremely lively and crowded, it was hard to find an open space to sit down.

"Boss, two bowls of tofu nao, and a big hot fried dough stick!"

"Got it!"

Ms. Mill looked at the surrounding scenery with great curiosity, and was amazed again and again.

The things she has been exposed to are all luxurious luxury items, and she has never even been to such a small street with ancient buildings.

If it is said, outsiders may not believe it.

It was the first time Miss Mill had seen this small street.

The old breath of time exudes, and there are smiling faces all around.

In this lively street, there is something interesting.

Ms. Mill's eyes were wide open. This small shop she had never seen before deeply attracted her.

"Objectively, your tofu nao and deep-fried dough sticks cost seven yuan in total, hey!" The boss said with a smile.

Wu Xuan was quite surprised to see Miss Mier's twinkling beautiful eyes staring at the fried dough sticks and tofu noodles, as if there was some saliva left behind, he immediately smiled.

"Boss, how about three yuan more fritters, one free?"

"Okay, no problem, objectively use it slowly, be careful of burning."

The boss is very forthright, which makes Wu Xuan even happy.

He is not short of money, but fully integrated into the atmosphere of this street is also a kind of happiness.

Ms. Mill looked at the white tofu nao with a few drops of sesame oil, coriander and pickled vegetables floating in front of her.

Not knowing what to do, he could only look at Wu Xuan helplessly.

"Like me..."

Wu Xuan scooped up the tofu nao with a spoon, and immediately the fragrance of the tofu hit the taste buds with the mixed smell of pickles, coriander and sesame oil, making it a feast.

On the other hand, you can eat the plump, golden and crispy fried dough sticks, which is a perfect match!

Miss Mill learned how to cook Wu Xuan, and was immediately shocked by this unique delicacy.

This is different from the delicacies she has eaten.

The combination of simple materials and this unique impact made her unforgettable.

Before she knew it, Miss Mill got carried away.

The crispy butter stains of fried dough sticks remain on the delicate red lips, which is very pretty.

Especially between eating and drinking, the hustle and bustle of the small streets can be heard in my ears.

The feeling of living in a small town was something she had never experienced in her life.

(End of this chapter)