Urban Fashion Cultivation

Fan Zhilan still enjoyed this meal very happily.Since this black shop dared to rob money blatantly, it shows that there are still two brushes.Although the portion of the steak is pitiful, the taste is really good, which largely makes up for the lack of raw materials-of course, this statement itself is very embarrassing, if the restaurant owner hears it, he will definitely cry out. The raw materials they choose are definitely first-class, okay?It's just you being picky!

Listening to elegant Shu Yang's music, Fan Zhilan wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue, he was full.

After a long time, Hao Yingjun finally dissipated the suffocation, and Hao Yingjun, who had regained his IQ, suddenly froze. He looked at Fan Fan with expectant eyes, "Have you brought any money?"

With a lot of money, Fan Zhilan took out a piece of paper from the Qiankun bag in her purse, "Of course."

Hao Yingjun felt his eyes go dark, and he recognized it easily. This is clearly the large check that Fang Xiaoying wrote to Fan Fan!

Huh, did the waiters come to check out and they handed this thing over?What an idiot!How stupid!Only this one, no matter how successful the previous pretending is, it’s useless... There are many local tyrants who carry a check book with them, and when the time comes, they will fill in a number and then tear it up—but Fan Fan is not as good as this kind of person. Bimo, are you sure you're not kidding with a seven-figure check?

Where did the big stupid driver go?What a waste, such a small battle has lost people. Although it feels good to lose a follower, but when you need him (swipe your card to pay the bill), he is not by your side. Fan Fan is the kind of eater person! ! !

When Hao Yingjun was crazily complaining and circling on the table in a hurry, Fan Zhilan didn't understand its good intentions at all, and cheerfully recruited the waiter who was staring at him from a distance.

When someone came over, he imitated the behavior of other guests and said calmly, "Pay the bill."

Hao Yingjun closed his eyes in despair, this scene was bound to be embarrassing, he didn't dare to look at it.

"That's right, sir. Someone has already paid for your table." The waiter said sweetly.

At least at this moment, Hao Yingjun thought the waiter's voice was like the sound of nature.

Payment posted?Fan Zhilan secretly thought, what's going on?Could it be that the driver came over?Forget it, who pays and doesn't pay!

In fact, she really didn't have much idea about money. Fan Zhilan, who had never been 'poor' since she was born, just nodded her head so reservedly, got up and left.

The waiter was dumbfounded, bridge bean sack!She's still waiting for guests to ask 'who, exactly who'!Then she can make a beautiful embarrassing expression and say, "I'm sorry, sir, I can't say it." At this time, the guests will definitely ask the bottom line, and she can take advantage of the situation to say a lot of philosophical words, such as "Meeting is a fate, Mr. Why force', such as 'the name is just a code name, if there is a destiny, we will meet again', thinking of this top handsome guy staring at me deeply with his beautiful eyes, I am really a little excited!

Anyway, she won't tell the person who pays the bill, there's no future in talking nonsense!How can a handsome guy who looks straight like this, not a bitch at all, tall, mighty, stylish and handsome, be molested by a man? It must belong to female compatriots—such as me!

Such a beautiful pink bubble shattered in the ruthless action of the handsome guy leaving without hesitation.

Fan Zhilan took Hao Yingjun to stroll around for a while, and found that the flow of people was still congested, and it was getting more and more congested. Finally, she ran out of patience and returned to the place where they parked at lightning speed.

The big brother driver was pulling his neck and looking forward to seeing through, and there was a big beach of packaging bags of various colors at his feet. He was so annoyed that he didn't even have the intention to clean up. Whose bodyguard can hang like him?Going shopping with the young master, I forcibly lost him... Even if my stomach is growling, I have to stay here honestly, otherwise it will be so difficult to call Mr. Yuan, I'm sorry, is he gone? .

Because the waiting was too boring, after playing mobile games for a while, he started to browse Weibo boredly, and logged into the vest trumpet, and posted a # 为一个bodyguard, the boss is gone, what should I do, online waiting #, the result As soon as he posted it, he saw a popular Weibo - why does the photo on it look so familiar? !He opened it solemnly and saw that it was really the one he lost behind!

The big brother driver became angry in an instant, and I said why the flow of people at that time looked so strange!You are all cheating on me!

At this moment, he twitched his fingers, and left a sentence in the comment area full of malice-witnessing that the real person is not so handsome, the blogger's blind appraisal is complete!

Click send, the corners of his mouth just raised five degrees, before forming a ferocious smile, the driver's brother was patted on the shoulder, and suddenly there was a frightened scream of a strong man in the dark underground parking lot, that voice The shock was so great that the anti-theft devices of several cars were triggered, all kinds of shrill noises came and went, and the driver's mobile phone screen was cracked.

Fan Zhilan and Hao Yingjun were also taken aback by the news, and then looked at the perpetrator with condemning eyes.

The driver brother saw who the person was, and he was shocked. He picked up his seriously injured mobile phone without tears, but he didn't dare to spray his parents face to face. After putting the spoils in, he cleared his throat and asked, "Master, I'm sorry I lost you earlier, and you didn't bring your mobile phone. I can't reach you, so I can only wait here. You haven't eaten yet, right? Next Looking for somewhere to eat? I know a nice restaurant."

Fan Zhilan said generously, "No need, I've already eaten, let's stop here today, let's go back."

Well, I can't eat the big family anymore, it seems that I still have to go home and eat myself.The driver appointed by the eldest brother sat in the driver's seat, started the car, and waited for the car to slowly pull out of the parking lot, he remembered that the bank card was with him, so why did he pay for the meal?But then he thought again, even if a dignified young master just came back from the countryside, he should have some money on hand, right?Why do you ask this? It's a lot of trouble.

Fan Zhilan, who was sitting in the back, was also wondering, it seems that the driver is not the one paying the bill?Who is that?Have you met a kind person?

But this kind of small problem didn't bother him for long at all, and was quickly forgotten by him, and he didn't think about it again.

At the same time, Yuan Wensheng, who was supposed to go to school, was drinking in a private room of a private club.

He is accompanied by a few good brothers who can usually play, all of them are the best young masters in this city. They spent the night here yesterday, and today they just accompany Yuan Wensheng to continue the stall. At this time, they are all disheveled and sleepy Waking up in an extremely sluggish state, he spread out on the sofa in disarray, helping Yuan Wensheng to count, yelling good from time to time, praising Brother Sheng, a pure man, and even occasional half-dead applause.

Yuan Wensheng quickly became a dead dog. While his mind was confused, he was extremely excited, pointing his hands to the sky, calling his own father the number one slut in Tianzi, all kinds of venting were very smooth.These gangsters also probably knew what happened to their family, and apart from sympathizing with Yuan Wensheng, they also felt happy to scold them, and clamored to teach Yuan Wensheng a lesson for that bastard with no eyesight.

When mentioning the wild species, Yuan Wensheng suddenly became quiet. He squinted his eyes and couldn't control his saliva when he was so drunk that he couldn't control his saliva. That image was really indescribably obscene. He dragged his voice and said with endless aftertaste: "Well, I can't. ——Can’t be a lesson! That little bastard is damned, but, but, alas, he looks really exciting! Awesome, so fucking exciting, you are—— I don’t know, this morning, I was hard Hahaha..."