There is a rich second generation in the circle of friends

Zhang Zhang explained: "According to my mother's recollection, my grandmother's family used to be a well-known Liyuan family in the local area. My grandmother sang very well, but unfortunately her eyesight is not good, so she found my grandfather. My grandfather said in the current words, He is a typical rich second generation, and he is also a prodigal, to what extent, he sold his daughter for money, and then my mother was sold to my father."

"Fortunately, you didn't follow your grandfather."

"..."

"It can be seen that your parents should be very hardworking people."

"Can you still see that?"

"You study education, so you should know how important family education is to children."

Zhang Zhang nodded: "That's true. Nowadays, people, especially parents, often put all the responsibility on the school, but neglect family education."

"So, you are a hardworking person, and it can be inferred that your parents will also be hardworking people."

"..." Zhang Zhang thought about it seriously, and frowned: "Why do I think this deduced relationship is reversed?"

Jia Chong smiled, and changed the depressed topic: "Since I want to eat wontons, I happen to know a good Chinese restaurant, so let's go there to eat."

"Just eat a wonton, and you can just find a snack bar on the side of the road." Zhang Zhang had a hunch that the Chinese restaurant Jia Chong was talking about would surpass his similarity in terms of price and service.

Jia Chong smiled and did not answer Zhang Zhang, but accelerated the speed of the car.

An hour later, the car drove into the tourist attraction located in the east of the city in S City. In the depths of a wooded mountain, Zhang Zhang finally saw the good Chinese restaurant that Jia Chong had mentioned.

The architectural design is rather ancient, with red walls and green tiles, carved beams and painted buildings. There is no clear sign on the building to indicate that this is a hotel. It seems that only certain people know the existence of this place.

Jia Chong parked the car in the parking space in front of the door, unfastened his seat belt, and said to Zhang Zhang, "Get out of the car."

Zhang Zhang glanced at the tall and magnificent ancient building through the car window, "Jia Chong, have you noticed that there is a ghost here?"

Dark night forest + ancient buildings with red walls and green tiles + swaying red lanterns = spooky!

Jia Chong smiled and shook his head: "Your thinking is quite divergent. If the boss here hears about it, he will probably put a bowl of chili oil in your wonton soup as revenge."

"..." Zhang Zhang has no fear of spicy, "I like this way of revenge."

"So you like spicy food?"

"It's not bad, it may be higher than the level of spicy food that normal people can bear."

"Really? Let's try it when we go back."

"Try what?" Zhang Zhang looked at Jia Chong blankly, but Jia Chong just smiled meaningfully at Zhang Zhang. In that smile, Zhang Zhang seemed to see a hint of danger and malicious intentions.

I also said that my thinking is divergent, so I will say that I like spicy food, you just don’t know what kind of ghost thing you have conceived, and you always feel that something terrible will happen! ?

Jia Chong brought Zhang Zhang, who was still thinking wildly, into the Chinese restaurant, and a beautiful woman in ancient costume with a slender figure and good appearance immediately greeted him:

"Welcome, Mr. Jia, please."

Zhang Zhang was not surprised that the beauty in ancient costume knew Jia Chong. What surprised Zhang Zhang was that this was not only a restaurant, but also a theater.

There are several tables and chairs neatly arranged in the lobby of the hotel, which is not crowded. There are private boxes upstairs, and whether it is the tables and chairs in the lobby or the boxes upstairs, you can see the stage in the middle of the lobby .

On the stage, a play was being performed. Although Zhang Zhang’s grandmother came from a family of Liyuan, but in his generation, she had long since discarded that skill, so he couldn’t tell what kind of opera was being performed. It sounds good, and it's also... weird!

Zhang Zhang approached Jia Chong, looked at the beautiful woman in ancient costume leading the way in front of him, and whispered: "I still think this place is very spooky."

Jia Chong looked around, and then turned his head and whispered to Zhang Zhang: "You are right to think so. When the boss opened this store, he asked someone to look at it. Look at the four corners of the lobby. Is there anything hanging on it?"

Zhang Zhang looked carefully at the four corners of the lobby, and sure enough there were things hanging with red strings.

"The things hanging on it are said to be things that can restrain ghosts, and ghosts can make money. That is to say, the things hanging on the four corners are actually four souls that are hard to see with the naked eye."

Hearing Jia Chong's explanation, Zhang Zhang's soles suddenly felt cold, and then his whole body seemed to be frozen and stiff.

Seeing Zhang Zhang's terrified expression, Jia Chong was amused, and raised his hand to touch the back of Zhang Zhang's head: "Look, I scared you, I just told you a ghost story following your train of thought, and scared you like this , you dare to think wildly with such a psychological quality, those are just decorations, well, stop thinking about it."

Zhang Zhang hummed: "Knowing that my mental quality is not good, tell me ghost stories!"

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, I shouldn't scare you."

Zhang Zhang reluctantly hooked the corner of his mouth, and followed Jia Chong to the box upstairs.

The beauties in ancient costumes waited for Jia Chong and Zhang Zhang to sit down and presented the menu to them.

Jia Chong ordered a wonton according to Zhang Zhang's request, and then pushed the menu to Zhang Zhang: "Look, what else do you want to eat?"

Because of Jia Chong's ghost story, Zhang Zhang's body was still shrouded in a layer of chill, subconsciously took the menu pushed by Jia Chong, and when he opened it and saw the prices of the dishes on it, the chill disappeared without a trace.

Silently closed the opened menu, and then pushed the menu back to Jia Chong: "A bowl of wonton is enough for me." Mom!The cheapest dish costs more than 3000, why doesn't the owner of this restaurant just go and rob the bank! ?

Jia Chong didn't make things difficult for Zhang Zhang, took back the menu, and ordered some easy-to-digest food for himself and Zhang Zhang for dinner.

When the beauty in costume left with the menu, Zhang Zhang looked at Jia Chong bitterly: "You order so much, will they let us go later? I don't want to stay and wash the dishes."

Jia Chong couldn't help but laugh at Zhang Zhang's half-joking tone: "If you want, I can let the boss here wash the dishes for us."

"This... he won't owe you money, will he?"

"That's right, part of this spooky restaurant was funded by me to help him build it. If the total sum is added up, he still owes me 800 million yuan. Even if we clean the dishes for a lifetime, it won't be enough. .”

"So much!?" Zhang Zhang has never seen so much money in his life, "I would have picked more expensive ones just now. Is it too late for me to order now?"

"I've already ordered enough, don't eat too much at night, it won't digest, and it will waste food."

"All right……"

Zhang Zhang’s wontons were ready soon, Zhang Zhang couldn’t wait to scoop up a wonton with a spoon and chopsticks, just about to put it in his mouth, when he thought of something, he stopped again, and then delivered the wontons to Jia Chong’s mouth :

"Thank you, sir, for inviting me to have supper."