Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 236 Eating Western Food

"Ying Lian's attendant invited me to work in Xiaoyao Pavilion." Han Xiaoxiao grinned, "I agreed, and I will go after the exam tonight."

"Why? Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, why not go to the mountains?"

"Well, almost, actually, I want to see what Xiaoyao Pavilion looks like."

When she was an undercover agent in her previous life, she was fortunate enough to visit a high-end entertainment venue known all over the country - Heaven and Earth.

Is the routine of Xiaoyao Pavilion the embryonic form of heaven and earth?She is very curious, curious about all the new things in the mid-90s, and it seems a pity not to explore her reborn identity.

"Han Xiaoxiao, you are different from other girls."

Han Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and laughed noncommittally, and Gu Mo's heart throbbed immediately.

"I go with you."

He had originally planned to explore the bottom of Xiaoyao Pavilion at night. After returning home last night, Gu Changdong told him what Su Beifeng found out. This was also a great opportunity for Gu Changdong to completely bring down Xu Donghai.

In terms of politics, Gu Changdong didn't want to infiltrate too much with Gu Mo. It wasn't all bad things for him to leave home since he was a child. It would be interesting to not be involved in the ugly things of intrigue and infighting in the officialdom.

Han Xiaoxiao nodded. Xiaoyao Pavilion is like a beast with its mouth wide open. The girls of them have neither peerless martial arts nor indestructible bodies. Is the Flower Messenger too ostentatious?

In the afternoon, arts and sciences were re-divided into examination rooms. Han Xiaoxiao and Wang Jing were assigned to the same examination room, while Gu Mo was in another class.

Wang Jing was emotionally unstable, and the main subject exam was a mess. Before the exam, Han Xiaoxiao mobilized her for a long time, persuading her to take the exam with peace of mind, and the truth is to put her fate in her own hands.

When night fell, the hard-working students finally heard the kind and sweet closing bell.

After leaving the examination room, Han Xiaoxiao found out that Ying Lian did not come in the afternoon. He heard that she entered the principal's office at noon and left with a red face.

"What are we going to do?" Gong Yini took Wang Jing to her house at noon. Her youngest mother works as a salesperson in a department store, so she asked someone to borrow some fashionable clothes for them. I carried it in my bag.

Gu Mo stood not far from them, puffing his cheeks, obviously in a mood.

"Go to my house first, we'll go after changing our clothes." Han Xiaoxiao winked at Gu Mo intentionally, and left with her mouth covered.

At around six o'clock, when the lights came on, Gu Mo's Santana ostentatiously appeared at the gate of Xiaoyao Pavilion.The sharp-eyed and snobbish security guard trotted over in a hurry, opened the door for the car owner, and stepped down a young woman with a face like a silver plate, eyes like stars, and an unbelievably beautiful young woman.

Inside the car were Gong Yini and Wang Jing, as for Gu Mo, he was probably still on the road.

At that time, neon lights were not used in the decoration of the facade, and the entrance of Xiaoyao Pavilion was only illuminated by a large 100-watt light bulb.

Han Xiaoxiao immediately became energetic. If she runs this store by herself, it must be brightly lit, and there is no night inside and outside.But this kind of thinking is only for a moment. The professionalism of the police reminded her that the more such a place is, the more filthy it is, and it should be banned.

The three entered the house, and the cold and empty hall was surprising. Han Xiaoxiao turned her head and asked the security guard who followed her all the way, "Is there a place to eat?"

What is eye-opening is that there is even western food here.

Gong Yini looked at Han Xiaoxiao pitifully.

"Three servings of sirloin steak, fully cooked, two servings of pasta with cheese bolognese sauce, roasted garlic bread, snails baked in red wine, fried fresh shrimp, grilled cod, three cases of mushroom soup, and a pinch of orange juice."

This is the western food menu of Xiaoyao Pavilion, with gold letters on the red background, short and concise, and unbearably vulgar.

(End of this chapter)