Beautiful Sweetheart

Almost half of the Murong family's children know that the young master Murong Kaiyu has a fiancee named Lin Wei, so Murong Hao, who is in charge of greeting, is also a direct member of the family.

Unfortunately, Murong Hao's luck is not good. When he meets Ning Ji, the God of plague, he can't be sarcastic. Instead, he touches the ash of his nose.

However, the Murong family is worthy of being one of the four big families. The cars that take Lin Wei to and from are all amazing. A lengthened Lincoln is parked outside the airport, and several strong men dressed as bodyguards stand beside the car, so scared that no one dares to approach.

"Miss Lin, please get on the bus. We have arranged the presidential suite for you." Murong Hao said with a smile.

Lin Wei nodded and stooped to sit in the car. Ning Ji was not polite. Despite Murong Hao's eyes that he was about to kill, she sat in with him. She did not forget to greet Murong Hao and said, "welcome, help us put our luggage."

With that, Ning Ji took out a coin from his pocket and put it into Murong Hao's hand.

"You Murong's face turned red and white.

"No, don't be polite to me. You deserve this tip. It's ugly to take this money to mend your body. I know it's not easy to work in your field. It's hard for you, comrade." Ning Ji holds Murong Hao's hand and says it sincerely.

Murong Hao was Ning Ji holding hands, gas all forget to shake off, the whole person is shivering.

One yuan is good for your health. If you can afford a popsicle, it's good to eat without thinning.

One side of the several tall and powerful bodyguards can't help grinning. Lin Wei has been happy for a long time, covering her mouth and laughing in a low voice.

Murong Hao stares at Ning Ji. If his eyes can kill people, Ning Ji will be dead long ago.

"What are you doing in a daze? Go quickly. Are you too excited about the tips, young man?" Ningji has carried forward the cheap to the extreme, cheap does not die, not worth life.

Murong Hao almost burst foul language, hard to get rid of Ningji's hand, the dollar coin tossed all the way, Tieqing with a face began to carry luggage, but Ningji's luggage is still very heavy, but there is everything in it.

"What are you doing standing here? You don't have to carry your luggage yet!" Murong Hao shouts at several bodyguards.

Several bodyguards quickly began to carry luggage for fear of being affected by Murong Hao's anger.

"You're a real teaser." Lin Wei couldn't help laughing and scolding.

Ning Ji shrugs, the so-called person does not offend I do not convict, Murong Hao if polite, who has the spare time to play with him.

This is a matter of absolute principle. The eldest man stands up and says that if he wants to be your relative, he must be your relative.

Along the way, Lin Wei's mood seems to be so upset by Ning Ji, and greatly improved. She finally shows a long lost smile on her face, and her attitude towards Ning Ji is much better.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Ning Ji can't help sighing that Mindu is the capital of Mindu. Although the air quality can't compare with Mindu, the city's inside information can't be compared with that of Mindu. You can see all kinds of luxury cars at any time, just like taxis.

After half an hour's drive, we finally arrived at the destination, Shangri La Hotel. We can see from the facade that this is a place that people in the upper class can afford.

Surrounded by bodyguards, Ning Ji and Lin Wei go straight to the presidential suite on the top floor. It looks similar to Murong Xue's presidential suite in Mindu, but the charge is more than 10000 days.

It's nice to have money. I can live in the presidential suite. Ning Ji stretches and is about to sit down to have a rest, but is blocked by Murong Hao.

"What are you doing?" Ning Ji is almost speechless. This product has a tendency to be abused. Post it up for scolding.

"This is for Miss Lin. you can't live here," muronghao said with a calm face

Hearing this, Ning Ji simply put his hands in the bag and asked with a smile: "Oh, I don't live here. Where can I live?"

Murong Hao snorted coldly and replied, "it has nothing to do with me. This time, I only invited Miss Lin. it seems that you came uninvited."

Lin Wei rubbed her temple. She began to quarrel from the meeting to the room. Is it over?

"Mr. Murong, I invited Ning Ji. If not, we can go back by plane immediately." Lin Wei's pretty face sank, and even Ning Ji was afraid.

Murong Hao saw that Lin Wei was firm and angry, and immediately put on a smiling face to make amends to the future young lady.

Ning Ji gives Lin Wei a thumbs up behind her back, and a woman's anger is cruel.

Lin Wei put away her anger, turned around and sat on the sofa to watch TV. She was in no mood to talk to you.

Murong Hao's face changed again and again. Finally, he could only resist and continue to smile: "Miss Lin, if you have any orders, you can call me at any time. There are many special restaurants in Fujian. If you are interested, I can take you to have a try."

Lin Wei just nodded and continued to watch TV. Murong Hao's face is a little ugly. No matter what, he is also a child of Murong's family. He always goes out with his head held high. If it's not arranged by the upper authorities, who would have intended to suffer the injustice."Oh, on call? Good, great. Now, Xiao Hao. I've been on the plane for three hours. I've got a sore back. Come and give me a massage. I can't leave a tip without you. " Ning Jiqiao sits on the sofa with her legs crossed, and says with a smile.

Murong Hao approaches the edge of the outbreak and stares at Ning Ji fiercely, as if to say, you wait for me, then turns around and goes out without looking back.

Perhaps, this is the most painful hour in Murong Hao's life.

When Murong Hao went out, Ning Ji couldn't help laughing. Along the way, he was almost suffocating.

"Lin Wei, do you see that guy's face is like eating a big bowl of cockroaches, which makes me laugh to death." Ning Ji fell on the sofa and was about to laugh.

Lin Wei did not have the good spirit white Ning Ji one eye, slightly has a little discontented accusation way: "you also really, that excessively teases him, after all we are to be a guest."

Ning Ji finally stopped laughing, nodded obediently, pretended to be a good child's face, and then exchanged Lin Wei's slender middle finger.

After washing away the tiredness of the journey, Ning Ji changed into comfortable clothes and always wore a suit, which almost choked him to death.

"Lin Wei, are you hungry? Let's go out for lunch." Ningji's stomach has begun to protest.

Lin Wei nodded. She didn't seem to have breakfast either.

Ningji will never drive a long car. Ningji is afraid of turning around and bumping people into the parking space. Who knows which psychopath designed such a car.

Because it's a presidential suite, Shangri La has provided several models for Ningji. In the end, Ningji chose Audi, which has already run smoothly.

Ning Ji was greedy for Fujian's most famous roast duck on the plane, so he drove all the way to Quanjude, Fujian's most famous roast duck restaurant.

However, to the door, Ning Ji and Lin Wei are silly, today is not money or a discount?

I saw a long line from the door to the door, the last few people actually put a small table playing cards, this is for lunch?

"Still eating?" Lin Wei asked helplessly.

Ning Ji gave a bitter smile. What can I eat? When I die of starvation, I can't eat it outside the door.

"Don't worry, we can definitely eat the roast duck. It doesn't have to be here. I'll ask Allah Almighty."

Lin Wei looks at Ning Ji in surprise. She has never heard of Ning Ji's belief. She instinctively asks, "do you believe in Islam?"

"What Islam, do you know if you have something to ask Du Niang?" Ningji holding a mobile phone, the same surprise asked.

Lin Wei "cut" a, turn a head to see the full Jude, can't help but swallow saliva.

A few minutes later, Ning Ji, with a smile, stepped on the accelerator and started driving in the direction of the navigator.

"Found it?" Lin Wei still doesn't believe in the Internet.

Ning Ji patted his chest and made a reassuring expression. But an hour later, Ning Ji didn't even have half a minute of confidence.

Two people sitting in the car, staring at a shop whose front width is less than five meters, there is no decoration, the paint on the door has dropped a lot, and there is a layer of grease on the glass.

How delicious is the roast duck in this place? Ning Ji ten thousand don't believe it.

"I'd rather eat KFC." Lin Wei said helplessly.

Ning Ji awkwardly dry cough a few times, and repeatedly check right several times, but the fact tells him, Du Niang said the place is really here.

In order to prove himself, Ning Ji, even if he is a die supporter, has to buy one to taste it.

"I don't eat this unhygienic food." Lin Wei's head shakes like a rattle. She would rather die than eat unhealthy food.

"I've come all the time. Let's have a look." In order to defend the dignity of men, Ning Ji also got out of the car and walked into the small shop which didn't look very good. The whole shop was not more than 100 square meters. There were several tables scattered, but they were all full of people. The shop was full of the smell of roast duck.

A middle-aged man in a white mountaineering brand sweat vest is working meticulously in front of the oven. Although there is air conditioning in the shop, he is still sweating all over.

"Boss, a roast duck, take it away." Ning Ji said.

But the boss answered, but let Ningji almost a butt fell past, just listen to the boss replied: "get number line up."

Ning Ji hardly believes his ears, so he buckles them hard. After confirming that he didn't hear it wrong, he takes a look at the boss who is not amazing. He takes a look at the number on the table, and then he is surprised.

Eighty! Ning Ji wiped his eyes and took another look. What a eighty!

Nima, you're not wrong. It's not a thousand. It's not a hundred. It's only eighty! As long as you wait for 80 people, you can eat the delicious Street roast duck!

"Boss, are you joking with me, or is this number misplaced? I have to wait for 80 people, but where are all these people?" Ning Ji hasn't recovered from the shock."Love to wait. If you don't want to wait, go out. Don't hinder my business here." The boss's tone is very bad, just like taking gunpowder.

It's said that the customer is God. Ning Ji just wants to know which son of a bitch said that.

When Ning Ji was about to go up and argue with the unreasonable boss, the guests at the side table kindly reminded him, "young man, the business of this shop is booming. We only reserved this place a week in advance."

Ningji completely petrified, a week? advance? This is a big joke!

The more so, Ning Ji would like to know what's the secret of the roast duck in this shop. He took out several pieces of grandfather Mao from his wallet and said with a smile to the boss, "boss, do you think you can accommodate me and sell one to me first? I'm in a hurry."

As the saying goes, money can make the ghost push the mill, but the next moment, Ning Ji's heart opened.

Which son of a bitch said this, give me out, I will not beat you!

Disheartened ran out of the roast duck shop, holding the 80 number paper.

A few seconds ago, he had just been scolded by the owner of the roast duck shop.

"It's great to have money. If you have money, go to Quanjude and ask for roast duck. Take the number card and go out and wait!"

Boss, actually I'm a loser!