Gossip King

However, being able to go to the Caesars factory is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

The Caesars factory has only had a few financial reports in China, such as stock market changes. The factory is never open to the outside world.

Gao Leng nodded, and the two communicated the details of the sample publication, and then walked out. It was already past 12 o'clock. He walked outside the Hall of Clouds and saw a pitiful figure.

Fujiyoshi had been standing at the door waiting for him. He waited for a while with a look of anticipation. His face was a little haggard. When Gao Leng came out, he was overjoyed and greeted him: "I... waited for you for a long time. "

This Fujiyoshi is uncomfortable without being dived.

Gao Leng frowned slightly, some of this female **** might not be bad to eat, but now he can't eat it.

"Go back, I said that I will give you two reports, I will find other media." Gao Leng's words are relatively cold, which makes Fuji Kazhi a little frustrated.

But it is not very surprising.

After all, Gao Leng refused her once or twice.

"Oh...then...I want the waiter to apply for an extra room card. Come here if you have time." Then, she took a room card and stuffed it into Gao Leng's hand, raising her eyes and blinking flatteringly. I blinked: "I will live until tomorrow."

Gao Leng took the room key before she left disappointed.

Tengjia left, Gao Leng walked quickly to the teahouse, where his machine was still placed.

The teahouse is open 24 hours a day. It's 12 o'clock, but there are more people. Many people must be on midnight planes, and they will arrive at a different place in the morning without delaying the formation.

Gao Leng entered the door and looked up. He was relieved that Liu Xuan and Ai Mianshe had already left, and no one was sitting in that position. He walked quickly and sat down.

Immediately a waiter came over, Gao Leng ignored it, stretched out his hand, bent over and looked for it in the corner of the sofa.

Nothing.

Gao Leng was a little surprised, so he simply got under the table and looked for it carefully.

Indeed, nothing.

"Have you cleaned it?" Gao Lengshou asked the waiter who came by without raising his head, his tone a little anxious.

"This...we will clean it after the guest leaves. If there is something missing from the guest on the table, we will put it at the front desk." The waiter's voice came like a nightingale.

Gao Leng's waist suddenly stiffened, this voice...

His expression was a little nervous, and he looked forward to it, and looked up, sure enough.

The waiter standing in front of him was Wang Tingting, a classmate from the cold elementary school before his rebirth. It is also a school, the class flower of the year. But her fate is much better than the high cold before rebirth.

His father is the leader of the village, and his mother is a teacher in the county. In the village, it is also considered a scholarly family and very powerful. Wang Tingting also went smoothly, admitted to provincial high school, and then entered a key university.

Those who can enter this hotel as waitresses are all key famous university students. Some service managers also understand the languages ​​of several countries. Wang Tingting is a good job, with a monthly salary of about 10,000 yuan.

Her salary, a girl, is enviable in the village.

Wang Tingting looks pretty, she was pretty before, but now she is more beautiful, with a bit more feminine and light makeup, she still likes Gao Leng as before.

Gao Leng was a little embarrassed for a while. He sat on the sofa, put his hands on the coffee table, and shook slightly.

Wang Tingting still smiled politely: "Hello boss, I cleaned this table. I didn't see any valuables at that time. May I ask what you lost?"

Gao Leng immediately realized that Wang Tingting didn't know him now.

He stabilized his mind, the former poor boy Gao Leng has disappeared, and now he is a reporter Gao Leng, even if he sees past acquaintances.

However, this acquaintance made him arouse all the past.

Wang Tingting, he has liked her, who doesn't like her? It's just that I was too small and poor at the time, and I often just looked at it from a distance. The only time Gao Leng saw that she liked table tennis, he sold it with sweet potatoes at home, sold for more than a dozen yuan, bought a racket, and gave it to her as a birthday present.

Secretly put it on her table, expectant and nervously clipped a small note: Happy birthday, Gao Leng.

Fearing that she would not know him, he added: The next class is from the same village.

Gao Leng still remembers that she smiled happily when she saw Wang Tingting take the table tennis bat from the table, and then took a look at the note, her face changed slightly.

When it was time for school, Gao Leng returned from his physical education class and saw the table tennis bat returned to his table with a note: I have a table tennis bat, thank you.

It's back.

Why are you back? At that time, Gao Leng was young, and I couldn't understand it.

"You are stupid, she has so many suitors, you are a poor boy, how can she ask for your ten dollars to break the racket!" I couldn't hold back anymore, and told my friend that the friend broke.

So far, Gao Leng is reluctant to use very dark ideas to contemplate Wang Tingting's thoughts. Maybe she has concerns, maybe girls are shy, maybe she thinks it is not good to accept gifts, especially gifts from boys.

In short, he deliberately filtered out all the unpleasantness, leaving behind the wonderful Wang Tingting in his memory.

Later, Wang Tingting's family moved away and went home once a year during the Chinese New Year. He also heard some news from her that she had taken a good university entrance examination and won the first place in ballet dance. The family wanted to find a good partner for her.

But these have nothing to do with the high cold at that time.

The ping-pong racket that was not sent out is a pity for Gao Leng, and it is also a bright touch of his gray youth.

He never wanted Wang Tingting to be snobbish. She always kept a perfect image in her high cold impression.

Youth was originally all kinds of unscrupulous wishful thinking, and Wang Tingting was the cold wishful thinking at that time.

For him at the time, it could only be wishful thinking.

"Oh, a...a small green thing, almost like chewing gum." Gao Leng calmly took a deep breath, raised his eyes and looked at Wang Tingting calmly, and said.

Wang Tingting listened carefully. After looking at him politely, her eyes suddenly brightened and she smiled relievedly: "Gum? Oh, yes, yes, I found something like gum under the table, please wait a moment "As she said, she turned around and hurriedly walked to the bar, took the things and walked over, stretched out her hands, and handed them to Gao Leng respectfully.

After Gao Leng stood up slightly unnaturally, he reacted instantly and quickly sat down again.

He is still a little unaccustomed to the object of his former wishful thinking, and now he is holding things in his hands and bends down to serve him. But this condescending feeling is extremely comfortable.

Gao Leng took it and put it on the coffee table. After thinking about it, he asked, "Do you have a table tennis auction?"

"There is no tea house, but the hotel does. We have sports venues. Do you need it? I can get it for you now." Wang Tingting's smile was particularly bright.

"Oh... you go buy a table tennis ball and pick the best one." Gao Leng took out his bank card from his pocket.

"The best?" Wang Tingting was slightly startled, and after a strange expression flashed on his face, she smiled: "There are many table tennis bats. The best one is quite expensive. It was signed by a national player."

With that, a ray of desire flashed in her eyes, longing and envious.

She likes table tennis since she was a child.

And this most expensive table tennis racket costs more than 100,000 yuan, which for her is wishful thinking.