Ding Ergou's Arbitrary Life

Since the last incident, Wu Yuxing has always hated him. But when he thought that this boy was Zhou Hongqi's boyfriend, his disgust was even stronger. However, he could not help it. He was a soldier, not a gangster on the street, and he didn't care to use the means that could not be seen. So he always wanted to find a chance to teach this boy a lesson. Now it's not a wonderful sword killing A great opportunity for people?

Although the reputation of Heming mountain villa is very loud in the ears of dandies and princes in the provincial capital, and it is also a place frequented by celebrities in the political and business circles, there is no other reason, because the Heming mountain villa is connected with the capital city. In these years, if there is no background behind it, no matter how big it is, it will be done for others sooner or later, Maybe one day even the bones will be eaten clean.

Wu Yuxing, through various relations, finds out that the white boss of Heming mountain villa is actually a member of the white family in Beijing. The white family in Beijing is a typical red family. Even now, it is very famous. Moreover, there are many children of the third generation who occupy important positions in various parts of the country.

If Ding Changsheng is provoked, he may have some unsettled behavior. At least for now, he is young and can't bear any anger. Therefore, he is very confident to get rid of Ding Changsheng by the hand of Bai family.

"Well, if you don't want to have a meal with the boss, who are you going to have a meal with me

"Well, I don't know who to eat with, just tell me to wait in that or any hall.". How can Ding Changsheng not see that Wu Yuxing is choking fire, and that he and the boy have had a festival before, so since he recognized that it was him, he was particularly vigilant, and did not say who invited him to dinner. He was afraid of bringing trouble to Zhonghua.

Seeing his own statement did not arouse Ding Changsheng's indignation, which made Wu Yuxing a little strange. Since he couldn't make a fire, Wu Yuxing decided to find another opportunity, so he didn't want to stay with Ding Changsheng. After saying hello, he put his arms around the girl's waist and walked into the deep light.

There are more than 50 small western style houses in this Heming mountain villa. Each of them is a dining room, just like a private room in a restaurant. Moreover, the names of each hall are very strange. They are all named after the late leader of the Soviet Union.

It seems that the standard of the evening is not low. Led by the waiters, Ding Changsheng walked to a small Western-style building. It was actually the Stalin hall. As soon as he walked into the small Western-style building, he felt as if he had gone back to the 1950s and 1960s. Although the light was very bright, the old-fashioned sofa chair, old-fashioned chair bench, crystal chandelier, although the light was very bright, it still looked simple and unsophisticated.

"Sir, the guests have not come yet. What would you like to drink?" Asked the waiter, bending slightly.

"Well, what do you have to drink?" Ding Changsheng asked.

"Coffee, tea, drink, what would you like?"

"Let's have a cup of tea," Ding Changsheng sat on the sofa and looked at every place here.

"Yes, sir. Just a moment, sir. You can have a look. It used to be the residence of Soviet experts. There are many rooms here. Each room has a different style. You can have a look at it.". The little girl is young, but she is very talkative, which makes Ding Changsheng feel better. Sometimes when she goes to a restaurant to eat, the waiters are like a bottle gourd, without any interest at all.

"Forget it, I don't want to drink tea. You can show me around. I think it's quite big. I'm afraid I'll get lost.".

"Ha ha, good, this way, please. This is the dining room. The original table was not so big. Later, in order to entertain guests, we specially increased the size of the table. You are dining here tonight, and the former host is here to entertain guests.".

"Oh, this table is good. What material is it made of?" Ding Changsheng stares at the table which looks very old.

"Oh, this is birch which has been growing in Siberia for more than 100 years. It is said that the boss bought it from a Russian collector at a high price. It is very valuable.". The pride of the little girl's face.

"Well, by the way, who is your boss? What's your family name Ding Changsheng held the table with one hand and said casually.

"You, what are you asking?" Asked the little girl warily.

"It's OK. I just admire what kind of person can have such a lot of money. I really envy him. I can't earn half of the money even though I'm exhausted in my life. Alas, people are more angry than others.". Ding Changsheng said with infinite emotion.

"Ha ha, you are quite self-conscious. Who can compare with our boss, let alone you, we women envy our boss very much.".

"Oh? Come on, sister, I think you're almost like me. I'll call you sister. Come on, let's talk about your Heming mountain villa. To be honest, this is the first time I've come to such a high-level place to eat. Talk about your place, and some will boast when I go back. ". Ding Changsheng took the girl's hand and ran into a bedroom on the second floor.

"Ah, you scratch me." the little girl's hand hurt a little, so she quickly pulled him away."Oh, I'm sorry. What do I call you?" At this time, Ding Changsheng exuded the best male charm to seduce the little girl, because he wanted to know what background the boss of Heming mountain villa was.

"Yang Li, Yang of poplar, li of litchi".

"Well, that's a good name. It's going to be very hard tonight. Nu, this is my tip for you on behalf of the boss.".

When Yang Li saw a stack of red RMB in Ding Changsheng's hand, she felt happy. As a waiter, she could occasionally receive tips. However, it was the first time that there were so many people like Ding Changsheng today, so the smile on her face was even sweeter.

"Thank you, boss. But we can't use so much. Our boss has rules and can't take so many.".

"Ha ha, Yang Li, why are you so realistic? There are no other people here. What are you afraid of? Let's go and show me around.". Ding Changsheng, like a master, had to walk in front of him this time, and Yang Li ran up behind him.

I have to say that money can make you a master sometimes.

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