"I clearly calculated that the True Lord of Xuantan will come today, why is it empty?" Yuan Yu pointed to a chair next to Ye Chen and said.
"What fungus...is sweet?"
King Kong stared with two big lantern eyes. He knew that the small bottle of lactic acid bacteria was delicious. What the hell was the fungus that Yuan Datou was talking about?
"King Kong, the True Monarch of Xuan Tan is the God of Martial Finance, Zhao Gongming!" Ye Chen said with a smile.
"..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the private room door opened and Lan Chen arrived belatedly.
"Sorry, I just went to the front desk to do something!"
Lan Chen walked into the private room, and after speaking, he sat down on the chair pointed by Yuan Yu...
"Brother Chen, who is he?" Yuan Yu asked.
"You don't know him?"
Ye Chen smiled faintly and said, "His name is Lan Chen. He also came to Qinglong Mountain when he was a child. Do you remember?"
When Yuan Yu heard the name 'Lan Chen', he immediately stared at him with wide eyes and exclaimed:
"It turns out it's you, kid. Do you still remember me?"
"Hehe, of course I remember you, Brother Yu!" Lan Chen grinned and nodded guiltily.
"Thank you for remembering me!"
Yuan Yu looked like he was gnashing his teeth, which made Ye Chen confused, so he asked him what was going on.
"Brother Chen, this guy is so bad!"
"When I was a kid, I was tricked into stealing sweet potatoes from Butcher Zhu's farm, but Butcher Zhu almost killed me when he found out!" Yuan Yu said angrily.
"Hey, that's all children's fun! After so many years, Brother Yu won't still care about it, right?"
"grass!"
The appearance of Lan Chen forced Yuan Yu, a Taoist priest, to curse!
"Lan Chen, you are so awesome. Did you know that Zhu Butcher has mania?"
Ye Chen was speechless. He thought he was miserable enough, but he didn't expect Yuan Datou to be deceived just like him...
Lan Chen's old face turned red. He was only five years old at that time, so he didn't know what mania was!
At this moment, the waiter led Yang Biao into the private room.
"Master, I brought everything you asked me to prepare!" Yang Biao walked up to Lan Chen and said.
"Put them all on the table. My brothers and I will not return home until we get drunk today!"
"yes!"
In response, Yang Biao took out eight bottles of liquor from his bag and placed them on the dining table, then bowed and left.
"Brother Chen, Brother Big Tou, this is the 50-year-old Maotai I brought from home. Please have a good drink!" Lan Chen said with a smile.
"Really or not?"
Yuan Yu usually likes to drink a few glasses of wine. When Lan Chen said this, he immediately forgot all about ‘Butcher Zhu’. He picked up a bottle of Maotai from the table, looked at it carefully, and then unscrewed the bottle cap.
Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine filled the private room!
"Well, it's really the Moutai of the 1950s!" Yuan Yu sniffed, then turned to Lan Chen and said: "You guys did a good job on this matter, and the past things have been wiped out!"
"Brother Yu is awesome!"
Lan Chen was relieved when he heard this. Yuan Yu's cultivation was higher than him. If this guy held a grudge, he would only be beaten!
But it’s strange to say, why are the people from Qinglong Mountain so highly cultivated?
"Okay, let's not talk about the past. We are all brothers, come and have a drink!"
Ye Chen opened a bottle of Maotai. Seeing this, Shadow and others were too lazy to pour the wine. Everyone opened a bottle of Maotai and drank directly!
The waiter came in to deliver the crayfish and was shocked when he saw this scene!
Didn’t the manager say that the wines in this private room are all 50-year-old Moutai? A bottle of this stuff costs tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, right?
Sure enough, the world of rich people is beyond the imagination of ordinary people!
The eight bottles of Moutai were quickly consumed. King Kong drank two bottles alone, and he still felt unsatisfied after drinking it!
"Xiaolan, your wine is good! It's just a little lacking!" King Kong burped and said with a mouth full of alcohol.
"King Kong, it's not easy for you to drink it. Be my bodyguard and you can drink it as you please!" Lan Chen was still unwilling to accept it and always wanted to take King Kong for his own use.
"Forget it, I'll just drink Erguotou!"
"..."
Unknowingly, after two hours of eating and drinking, Lanchen got drunk and was taken back to the hotel by Yang Biao to rest.
Yuan Yu was thinking about his fortune-telling stall. When Lan Chen stepped on his front foot, he stumbled on his back foot.
"Shadow, let's go!"
Ye Chen stood up and was about to leave when he received a call from Su Xueyi, telling him that he would not be home for dinner that evening.
"Daughter-in-law, where are you going if you don't go home at night?" Ye Chen asked curiously.
"A client in the provincial capital asked me to discuss cooperation. This time the funds are quite large, so I have to go and talk to him in person!" Su Xueyi explained.
"Do you want me to go with you?"
"No need, I have a secretary with me!"
"Oh, okay then!"
Ye Chen felt relieved when he heard that he was accompanied by his secretary. He exchanged a few words with Su Xueyi before hanging up the phone.
Unexpectedly, just after hanging up, the phone rang again.
This time, Ye Chen didn't even bother to look at the caller ID. He directly answered the phone and said with a smile, "Daughter-in-law, do you miss me again so soon?"
"daughter in law?"
A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, and then she heard the other party yelling angrily: "You bastard! Who is your wife!"
"Uh...who are you?"
Ye Chen's old face turned red, and then he remembered that the ringing tone just now was a WeChat call. He hurriedly looked to see who was calling, but what shocked him was that it was Lin Mutong!
Last time in Changyang, he pricked the breasts of the woman with a silver needle!
"I'm Lin Muchong, don't say you forgot!"
"Oh, it turns out to be Miss Lin, I'm sorry I didn't recognize it just now!" Ye Chen could only pretend to be confused.
"Where are you? I'm coming to find you!"
Lin Mu's angry breasts began to hurt again. Her WeChat name is her own name. Is this guy illiterate?
"Well, why don't I come find you? I'm familiar with Ningzhou!" Ye Chen said.
"Hmph, then come to the police station to pick me up!"
"Police room?"
Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, but Lin Muchong hung up the phone angrily as if he had taken a shot of gunpowder.
"Shadow, you guys go back first, I'm going to do something!" Ye Chen said and drove straight to the bus station.
Soon, he saw Lin Muchong in ancient costume in the station police room, but at this moment, she was controlled by two police officers in the police room and did not allow her to go out.
"Ye Chen, you are finally here!"
Lin Muchong said angrily: "If you don't come over, I'll call the boss and ask her to take me out!"
"Ms. Lin, what happened?" Ye Chen asked curiously.
"Who are you?" A young police officer with black eyes hanging from his eyes asked angrily.
"I am her friend, what happened to this police officer?"
"What else happened?" The young police officer was furious and said angrily: "Look at my face, it was your friend who beat me!"
"No way, beating the police?"
Ye Chen was dumbfounded when he heard that, no matter how good his kung fu was, he couldn't fight against the state machine. Is Lin Muchong crazy?