Lin Kun looked at Ji Bu who was looking at him. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said in a serious tone:
"Abu, I know you have been wronged."
"Don't worry, I will give you a reasonable explanation for that matter."
"Hahaha, then I'll thank Brother Kun first."
Ji Bu grinned, and the cold expression on his face disappeared in an instant, as if he had never mentioned it before.
Follow.
With a mysterious look on his face, he reached out and took out something from his pocket and held it in his hand. He looked around like a thief:
"Brother Kun, look what gift I brought you when I came back this time."
Said.
Ji Bu opened his palms.
It's a few gummy candies.
"hehe."
Lin Kun showed a satisfied smile.
"Quick, quick, quick."
Ji Bu peeled off the candy's coat with three strokes, and came directly in front of Lin Kun, urging in a low voice: "Come, come, come, while my sister-in-law is not here."
As if Lin Kun had found a treasure, he opened his mouth and ate it.
Ji Bu fed him another candy. Just when Lin Kun opened his mouth to ask for more, Ji Bu stopped and stuffed the last candy into Lin Kun's pocket and patted it:
"That's enough, that's enough. You can't eat any more. If you eat any more, something will happen."
"It feels so good to breathe."
Lin Kun bit the gummy in his mouth with satisfaction, and did not forget to happily praise: "In the end, it's Abu you who are so considerate."
Lin Kun has diabetes, which can reach eight or nine in severe cases.
so.
His wife is very strict in her discipline. She can't eat anything sweet at all. She even has to control the amount of rice she eats.
Ali would secretly feed him a few candies from time to time.
This is a subtle detail between Lin Kun and Ali.
"Xiaowen!"
Lin Kun shouted to the front desk lady standing at the door: "Dingxi Restaurant, call Brother Shan, A Kun and the others over, and tell them something great is going to happen!"
"OK."
The front desk lady immediately went out to make arrangements.
"Western food?"
Ji Bu raised his eyebrows and remained calm.
in the data.
Ali told Miao Zhihua that Lin Kun likes Hong Kong-style tea very much and has an unbreakable habit every day, but he has never said that he also likes to eat Western food.
"That's right, didn't you kid keep asking me to treat you to some Western food?"
Lin Kun spread his hands helplessly: "You said that I have never eaten Western food or drank red wine. I am too stingy for a big guy. It's just right. Let's go together today."
"ah"
Ji Bu carefully considered Lin Kun's words: Has Ali ever complained to Lin Kun like this?
Is what Lin Kun said true, or is he testing himself with past events?
"Thank you, Brother Kun."
Ji Bu's expression remained unchanged, and he gave a compromise answer: "But first, I have never said these words, and I don't recognize them."
"Hahaha"
Lin Kun was in a good mood and gestured outside with his mouth open.
Ji Bu immediately followed him out, finally feeling relieved.
I have to say.
It's too tiring to deal with people like Lin Kun.
Especially the first time I came into contact with him, I had to think through every word he said before answering.
Because no one can guarantee whether he will notice any difference between himself and Ali at this moment.
If Lin Kun discovers any difference, then every word he says may be a test for himself.
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Half an hour later.
In a western restaurant.
Brother Shan arrived first. When he saw Ji Bu sitting next to Lin Kun, he was stunned for a moment and then said hello with a smile:
"Abu, long time no see."
"Brother Shan."
Ji Bu nodded and said hello in response, but did not continue the conversation.
Follow closely.
Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui appeared next, with a head of white-grey hair that was very eye-catching.
His expression was consistent with Brother Shan's. He didn't even say anything other than a little surprised. He just nodded as a greeting.
Ten minutes later.
Liangkun arrived late.
"Sorry, sorry."
Before Jingkun arrived, the voice came: "I don't know, Brother Kun is inviting me to have Western food today. I'm late."
Liangkun walked with a carefree attitude. When he came in and saw Ji Bu sitting next to Lin Kun, his voice stopped suddenly.
The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, he stretched out his hand and sat down on the stool opposite, and said calmly:
"Hey, Abu, you're back."
Ji Bu glanced at Liangkun coldly, ignored him, and just took a puff of his cigarette.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Waiter, serve the food!"
Lin Kun glanced at the two of them, but without saying anything, he clapped his hands to indicate to the waiter that the food could be served.
The waiter in a suit came over, and before anyone arrived, the red wine bottle was already stretched out to the edge of the table:
"Petrus, I opened four bottles for you. You have been awake for six hours."
"Pour it down."
"Brother Kun."
Ji Bu showed an expression of humbly asking for advice: "What does it mean to be awake for six hours? Could it be that I have been sleeping while drinking?"
"Hahaha"
Lin Kun laughed heartily, reached out and patted Ji Bu's palm, and explained patiently:
"The purpose of sobering up is to allow the red wine to breathe, absorb oxygen and promote oxidation, which can make the taste of the red wine soft and mellow. In a reasonable period of time, the longer it is sobered, the better."
"Oh, I understand."
Ji Bu showed a thoughtful expression: "Then I'll remember it. When I drink red wine from now on, I'll wake it up for three hours."
"Why three hours?"
"Brother Kun is a big boss. You drank sober for six hours. How dare I stay awake longer than you? I will be chopped off."
"Fight on the street!"
Lin Kun cursed angrily: "Abu, your flattery is too rough. I hate people like you who flatter you the most."
Having said that.
But the smiling expression on Lin Kun's face said it all.
I have to say.
Ji Bu was praising this, and with a few words, he satisfied Lin Kun's vanity to the maximum extent.
"hehe."
Brother Shan and others just smiled.
Everyone can see that Ji Bu's flattery is very low-level, but as a big boss, who doesn't like to hear good things? No one will take it seriously.
"snort."
Liangkun snorted softly, his body shaking on the stool, looking at Ji Bu who was swaying across from him, showing disdain on his face.
"Abu."
Lin Kun picked up the champagne glass in his hand and continued to educate him: "Let's eat caviar first. Caviar must be paired with champagne."
Just then.
A scale was placed in the center of the table.
The waiter took a special carrier and put the plate with caviar on it.
Lin Kun was sipping champagne. When he saw the scale, he couldn't help but frown. His tone was a little colder and he asked:
"Hey, what are you doing?!"
"gentlemen."
The waiter explained: "We calculate money based on weight."
"Whoa!"
Lin Kun's eyes suddenly became sharper, and he stared at the waiter. He exuded a big boss aura and made the waiter tremble in fear.
"Is there any mistake?"
Lin Kun's tone dropped, and he pointed at the foreigners sitting next to him, scolding him coldly: "Let the foreigners next door see this and think I can't afford it!"
"No no no!"
The waiter shook his head quickly and explained with a smile: "They are all the same, they are all the same."
"What do you mean they are all the same!"
Lin Kun reached out and touched the caviar on the scale on the table: "It's just a little bit, who can eat it?"
"One more!"
"One can per person!"
"Take it away."
The waiter immediately motioned to the waiter next to him to take the scale off the table.
Lin Kun scolded with great displeasure: "Take it away, take it away, take the scale away!"
"Sorry, sorry."
The waiter quickly retreated and went to prepare things.
"You're stupid!"
Lin Kun glanced at the leaving waiter coldly, stood up, picked up the caviar on the table, put the caviar on Ji Bu's plate with a spoon, and cursed in anger:
"Take me for a fool, right?"
"Forget it, forget it."
Brother Shan patted Lin Kun's arm on the side and told him to calm down.
"snort."
Lin Kun snorted coldly and signaled to Ji Bu that he could start eating: "Eat, don't worry about him."
Said.
He took a spoonful and put it into his mouth, closed his eyes and sipped it carefully, showing an expression of taste.
"..."
Ji Bu narrowed his eyes, looked at Lin Kun's actions, and pinched the knife and fork in his hand:
This Lin Kun is much more difficult to deal with than imagined. This capricious character is a bit interesting.