Chapter 048 Encounter with the urban management officer by chance: "Ah?!" Meng Hui glanced down, quickly zipping up the black skirt without caring about the hand sanitizer in her hands, and then glared at Mr. Qin fiercely, her little face that had just subsided from the fever was on fire again.
Braised cloud.
"Hey, you have to be polite, Mr. Meng. I gave you such an important reminder. Just repay your kindness without dripping water. You have to say thank you..." Mr. Qin has become immune to Meng Hui's eyes.
He said with an unscrupulous smile.
"Humph, thank you? Thank you, you big-headed devil!" Meng Hui raised the corner of her mouth and sneered, ignoring Mr. Qin and washing her hands.
Instead of being angry, Mr. Qin continued to pester: "Hey... it seems that my tips are not weighty enough. Let me give you another suggestion, Mr. Meng... ah no, Beauty Meng?"
"What...what suggestions?" Although Meng Hui knew that Mr. Qin probably had no good intentions, she still couldn't help but ask, driven by a woman's unique curiosity.
"Hey, come here... This matter is relatively private, I think it's better not to let outsiders hear..." Mr. Qin waved to Meng Hui with a mysterious smile.
"You love to talk but don't talk!"
"Okay, do you still want to hear it? If you don't want to listen, I think there are many people in the hotel who want to hear their Mr. Meng's private news..." You and your brother are playing hard to get, and you are still a little green. Mr. Qin put the wet wipes into the wastebasket.
He threw it away and turned around to leave.
"Stop Mr. Qin! What is going on?!" Meng Hui was provoked by Mr. Qin, and could no longer hold on. She stretched out her hand to hold Mr. Qin.
"Come here, come here." Mr. Qin waved, and Meng Hui obediently put her ear to her. Mr. Qin lay on those small, delicate, white and pierced ears, sniffing the rich Chanel No. 5 perfume and
The smell of woman's body fragrance, she exhaled hot breath and said: "Thongs are no longer popular..."
Meng Hui felt the strong masculine scent in her ears, and she was a little infatuated for a moment. But after listening to Mr. Qin's words, her shy little face immediately darkened, and she raised her hand to slap Mr. Qin, but Mr. Qin was very agile.
He dodged two or three meters away with a wicked smile on his face.
"You...you stinky hooligan!" Meng Hui raised her little hands that were shaking with anger and yelled through gritted teeth. She couldn't bear it anymore. Fortunately, there were no hotel employees nearby, otherwise she might as well have hit the wall and died.
Woolen cloth.
"Hey, let me tell you, Miss Meng, can we be a little creative? The curses are all the same over and over again. Apart from gangsters, bastards, and bastards, can you come up with something new?" Mr. Qin had a standard rogue face.
.
"I...you..." Meng Hui was so angry that she was trembling all over. She was about to call him a "rogue" when she saw Mr. Qin wave his hands: "Besides, rogues are not allowed either..."
Meng Huina was so angry that she stood there and stamped her feet, wanting to use her high heels to kick a few holes in Mr. Qin's body to relieve her hatred. It would be strange for her not to be angry when her most private parts were seen by this stinky man in front of her, let alone
I was so humiliated just now in the private room.
"Okay, okay, if you can't think of it, don't think about it. I can understand you and give you some free advice..." Mr. Qin was really afraid of making her cry, so he moved closer to her and whispered.
: "Actually, pink is not suitable for a mature woman like you. You should wear black, which is alluring and mysterious, and..."
"And what..." Meng Hui opened her mouth subconsciously, and then she reacted and cursed herself for being shameless. She wished she could find a mouse hole to crawl into, lowering her head and saying nothing.
"Hehe, besides, C-line pants are all the fashion for beauties now..." Mr. Qin turned around and left, not forgetting to mutter: "Suggestions... suggestions, just suggestions..."
"You stinky scoundrel, stop!" Meng Hui was shy at first, then angry. She looked at Mr. Qin's retreating back and wanted to catch up.
"Follow me if you can. There are still two bottles of juice in the private room, haha..."
When Meng Hui heard this, she immediately stopped and was so angry that she gritted her teeth and bared her claws. She had no shame in going back to the private room, and spat angrily into the empty corridor: "Master Qin, I can't spare you!"
After she calmed down, she felt a little dizzy. Although she could usually drink seven or eight taels of white wine to socialize, but she was drunk too hard by Mr. Qin just now. Her stamina increased. She walked to the office while holding on to the wall. As she walked, she thought about what Mr. Qin had just said.
"Suggestion", with a red face, he muttered in a low voice: "C-string pants? Why haven't I heard of it..."
"Mr. Meng, are you okay?" At this time, a waitress came over and quickly supported the staggering Meng Hui.
As if someone had exposed her privacy, Meng Hui blushed again and then returned to her usual dignity with a straight face: "It's okay, help me back to the office..." After saying that, he entered the elevator, with Qin still in his mind.
That naughty smile of a man.
When Mr. Qin returned to the private room, he couldn't help but have a drink. Especially after experiencing Mr. Qin's feat in person, everyone was convinced and worshiped him. They drank until after nine o'clock before leaving the Longyu Hotel.
Xiao Long was already slightly tipsy after drinking about half a kilo, but seeing that Mr. Qin, who was walking in front and had drunk nearly three kilos, did not even stagger when he walked. He got in the car and said in admiration: "Brother, I, Xiao Long, have taken it, and my power has not diminished."
Back then!”
"Haha, driving Ah San..." After a drink, Mr. Qin also became familiar with Xiao Long's group of brothers, especially Ah San who was in charge of driving.
"Okay, man!" Ah San started the Jinbei car and stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. The driver just wanted to keep his mouth shut. One night, Ah San went out and toasted Mr. Qin with a small glass without touching anything, so
Don't worry too, men.
Opening the car windows and blowing the biting cool breeze, everyone suddenly sobered up by eight or nine points. In fact, except for Mr. Qin, the rest of them didn't drink much. They just ate there, so they were tipsy at this time.
, just right.
Mr. Qin was holding a Zhonghua presented by Xiao Long in his mouth, looking out of the car and puffing away, when he suddenly found a crowd of people gathered around a stall on the roadside, and occasionally there were a few wild shouts and curses.
The old man's cry.
"Ah San, pull over and stop!" Mr. Qin ordered, extinguishing the cigarette butts in his hands and throwing them out of the car window. At this time, Xiao Long also noticed the situation on the roadside and cursed: "You're stuck, these idiots
The moths are preying on the common people again!"
"Second uncle, this is the urban management, they are cleaning the stalls..." Xing Xiaowu pointed at the pickup truck parked aside with the words "urban management and law enforcement" printed on it and shouted.
"There is nothing wrong with enforcing the law, but it needs to be humane. Let's go down and take a look!" Mr. Qin said coldly, opened the door and got out of the car. Xiao Long cursed and greeted his brothers to follow.
Before Mr. Qin could get closer, he heard the crowd of onlookers pointing and talking:
"Oh, it's easy for an old lady..."
"That's it, just give her a warning. How will she live in the future if you confiscate her tricycle..."
"This tricycle isn't worth much. It can be sold as scrap metal for 20 to 30 yuan if it is pulled back to support the sky."