It's really surprising that this busy and eccentric landlady is going to make a meal to welcome herself. However, since they want to live under the same roof for some time in the future, Zhang Fan has to respond and nod his head to show his agreement.

Liu Jia asked Zhang Fan to wait a moment, and then she went back to her room. After about five minutes, she came out of the room. His face was clean, without the shadow of a little turtle. His long flaxen hair had changed from a bun to a shawl, and his ancient clothes had disappeared. Instead, he was wearing a white lace shirt and a small pink coat, and a pair of jeans.

It has to be said that although ancient clothes make people look slim and graceful, to really show their figure, they have to wear tight clothes. Liu Jia's two legs, tut Tut, how does that word say? This leg can play for a year.

"What's the matter? Is there anything wrong with me? "

See Zhang Fan some hair straight eyes, Liu Jia is very puzzled asked.

She has seen too many men's eyes. If she is stared at by someone, Liu Jia won't have too much discomfort. However, the man in front of her is not. There is some appreciation in his eyes, but more surprise.

"No, there's nothing wrong. I just think you're too fast."

For men, waiting for women to go out has always been a very tangled thing. Women need all kinds of make-up and choose clothes before they go out. Men can do things in a minute. Women may need half an hour or even longer. But this Liu Jia is really sharp, a little too much, take off the face of the little turtle, and then make-up, change clothes, she actually only took five minutes.

"Hey, work needs to be done."

Liu Jiawei smiles for a while and shows a lovely little tiger tooth.

"Work needs?"

Zhang Fan is a little curious about what she does, and even changing clothes and make-up can become a work need.

"Well, let's go. I'm so hungry. Let's eat and talk."

Liu Jia smiles again, and then takes the lead to open the door and walk out of the gate of Jiajia hotel.

Looking at Liu Jia's back, Zhang Fan felt that the more she thought about her smile, the more uncomfortable it was. How to say, it's not a smile from the heart, nor is it a fake smile. If we have to define it, Zhang Fan decided that it should be summed up as a performance smile.

Usually, when she was in the company, Yun Hongyan would give lectures to the girls of Qianqiu beauty when she had time. Among them, there was a performance. At that time, the smiles on the girls' faces were similar to those of Liu Jia. But Liu Jia smiles more naturally.

After going downstairs, Liu Jia and Zhang Fan turn left and right in the streets and finally arrive at a small shop with a "Cai Ji" sign.

Zhang Fan doesn't know whether this is the characteristic of Hong Kong Island. When he was in the mainland, the shop signs were usually like "XX Hotel", "XX family dishes" and "XX garden". However, the shops on Hong Kong Island were usually "x Ji XX shop", and he didn't know whether he was too lazy to name the shop by using the owner's surname or something else.

The shop owner's wife was very enthusiastic and did not neglect Zhang Fan because she saw that he was not a local.

There were only five tables in the shop, and the business was very cold. When they came in, there was only one table of guests who were about to finish their meal. Two people sat on the table inside.

"Don't look at the small shop, but the business is always very good. I have to queue up when I come here to eat. Madame, two bowls of wonton noodles. "

Sitting on the chair, Liu Jia took a deep breath of the air filled with the aroma of food, and the fatigue on her face finally dissipated a little.

Zhang Fan remained suspicious of Liu Jia's words. Now it's time to enter the restaurant. If the business is really good, how can it be that Liu Jiatu hasn't come to the restaurant yet? It can't be that Liu Jiatu has found a cheap place. Forget it. It's a treat. Some of them are good. Brother fan is not very picky. After all, he is a child in the mountains.

"I said, landlady, what exactly do you do? There is no one who can be so tired at home. "

People have the heart of gossip. Especially when Zhang Fan just came to Hong Kong Island, he had some novelty in seeing everything. He is also curious about Liu Jia's career.

"Call me Jia Jia. I'm the anchor on the cool star platform, talking and singing. "

Liu Jia is a generous and straightforward girl. When she was asked about her work by Zhang Fan, she didn't feel the slightest pinch.

"Anchor?"

Although Zhang Fan is already the chairman of a film and television company, he really doesn't know much about the industry of anchor. However, he has contacted two anchors. When he was in Erya before, the two girls who went to Qingfeng hotel for live broadcast, lingdang and Lulu were the two anchors?

However, in Zhang Fan's impression, both lingdang and Lulu are lively and energetic. They have nothing in common with the tired Liu Jia.

"What? Do you think it's strange to meet a live anchor? "

Liu Jia shrugs. Obviously, she often meets some people who are surprised when they hear about her career."You just arrived in Hong Kong Island today. In fact, if you stay a few more days, you won't make a fuss about the platform anchor. There are a lot of stars living in this big fart place on Hong Kong Island. Look, there's a wall on this side."

Liu Jia pointed to the wall next to him, on which hung several pictures of the shop owner's wife and others. There are men and women in the group photo. Zhang fan can't name any of them, but everyone looks familiar. They should be some movie stars.

"In fact, I don't think it's very strange. It's just that the two female anchors named lingdang and Lulu I have met before don't seem as tired as you."

"Lingdang and Lulu?"

After hearing these two names, Liu Jia thought for a while, then patted her forehead with her hand.

"Come to think of it, you're talking about the two psychic anchors. Of course, they are not so tired. But their work is more exciting and dangerous. Few of them are as bright as those losers see on the screen. "

The word "losers" almost made Zhang Fan laugh, and the girl was a little too eloquent. If this is heard by those fans who watch her live, I don't know what the reaction will be.

However, Liu Jia is right in saying that the live broadcast made by lingdang and Lulu is more dangerous. After all, they can't only live in the ghost store of Qingfeng hotel every day. Otherwise, after a long time, their popularity will decline greatly. Therefore, the two girls hired a Mr. Yin and yang to run to the legendary haunted place. During that time, there was a real danger or two. If that Mr. did not have some skills, I'm afraid the two girls would be folded there.

"Are you really so tired of sitting in the room singing and chatting?"

Maybe it's too little contact. Zhang Fan still doesn't understand the intensity of Liu Jia's work.

"If you don't understand, just think I didn't say it."

Liu Jia shrugged, and the bitter smile on her face was fleeting.

"Two bowls of wonton noodles."

The skinny landlady put two bowls of steaming wonton noodles in front of Zhang Fan and Liu Jia.

Zhang Fan has been wondering what kind of noodles are wonton noodles. Now he understands that it's soup noodles with some big wontons. This kind of food has never been tried.

"Eat it quickly. It's not delicious when it's cold."

Liu Jia said hello, then lowered her head to eat. It can be seen that she was hungry for a while. Although she was elegant, she ate very fast.

Zhang Fan picked up the chopsticks and tasted them. It must be admitted that the owner of this shop is sincere in making wonton. It's not only big, but also the materials are very real. It's a pity that the taste is really poor.

Zhang fan can't help but think of what Shuiyue said when he asked him to take care of himself. If you can eat before passing the customs, try to eat in Shenzhou. I think all the food on Hong Kong Island is in Shenzhou, and all of them are not as delicious as Shenzhou.

"How are you, young boy? Is my wonton delicious?"

When Zhang Fan took the first bite of wonton, the landlady was cleaning the table. When she saw that he had eaten it, she enthusiastically asked the customers for their opinions.

"It's a real material."

Fan Ge in addition to politely smile back such a sentence, really don't know what to say. But

When he first arrived on Hong Kong Island, Zhang Fan didn't have a good impression of this place. However, the landlady made Zhang Fan feel particularly friendly. It can only be said that no matter where there are people who should be, there are also people who feel kind.

"Auntie, I've come to work."

Just when Zhang Fan ate the first big wonton, a girl with glasses, who looked like a high school student with a schoolbag, came in from the outside and said hello to the boss.

"Xi Mei, class is over. Go wash your hands quickly, give the God of wealth incense, and then start work. "

The little girl's dress is very simple, it seems that she should come out to work and study. The landlady was also very kind and said hello with a smile.

But when the little girl put her schoolbag away and finished washing her hands for incense, Zhang Fan, who glanced at the statue of the God of wealth, suddenly stopped her chopsticks.

"Little girl, wait a minute, you don't need incense first."

There are only Zhang Fan, Liu Jia and a few workers in the shop. Zhang Fan's words have attracted the attention of all the people present.

"Young man, what can I do for you? Don't worry. We are very careful when we offer incense. I won't get the ashes everywhere. "

The landlady will take care of the only table. When she heard that Zhang Fan refused to offer incense, her first thought was that Zhang Fan was afraid that the ashes would fall down. After all, the shrine to the God of wealth was just above Zhang Fan's table. It's normal to have such worries.

"Madame, that's not the case. Is the business of your shop not as good as it used to be these days? "

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