Chapter 732: It's not a raptor, but it's not a river

"What did you say?" Bi Peilin glanced at Li Yan with an incredulous expression, then looked at the mobile phone he put on the desktop, and pointed to the mobile phone on the desktop when he raised it, and said suspiciously: "You say...... Someone from Xiangjiang called you and asked you to dinner?"

"En!" Li Yan nodded.

Wu Zhilin frowned and asked lightly, "It can't be that I made the wrong call, right?"

"The other party knows my phone number and knows my name. I don't think I made the wrong call...... And the other party wants to talk to me about getting money together. ”

After Li Yan said this, he suddenly frowned and said with a wry smile: "Mandarin is not good for asking for money...... What does it mean to make money?"

"In Cantonese, money means to make money. After Wu Zhilin gave Li Yan an answer, he frowned and continued: "Did you say anything else? Didn't you refuse on the phone just now? Why did you agree again?"

The other party said on the phone that it would be good for everyone to meet each other. Especially the Silver Seed Wine ......" After Li Yan finished saying this, he raised his head slightly and pursed his lips, and his heart was a little complicated at this time.

Just now, Yun Ling called to unite the Demon Hunting Alliance as soon as possible. Now that the Monster Hunt Dream can have its own mascot-like existence, and keep the Monster Hunting League not falling apart and collapsing directly, Li Yan feels that it is already quite good.

It's better now, let yourself break the status quo that has just maintained a balance within the Demon Hunt Alliance, and still hold the Demon Hunt Alliance in your hands...... Although it is said that the party commands the gun, Yun Ling is not blindly commanding!

Wave after wave of unevenness, where did a bunch of Hong Kong people in Hong Kong pop up, and they even had to ask themselves to eat?

"There is no good wine in wine, and there is no good feast in feast. said that they would share the benefits with you, who knows what they are going to do. It's a bunch of old boys who want to fight the autumn wind. No!" Biperin snorted with a dark face.

"It's okay to go and have a look!" Wu Zhilin slowly stood up and said a word to Li Yan. Seeing Li Yanyi, he smiled and said, "You can go, I will arrange someone to protect you." ”

Wu Zhilin hasn't talked much lately, and sometimes it's easy to think of her as a vase. At this time, Li Yan thought that Wu Zhilin also had a nickname: double-faced!

Many people say that Wu Zhilin is a female devil and a bamboo leaf. But Li Yan wanted to come, and Wu Zhilin could also be angry, only killing but not crossing......

The starry sky is shining, and the evening rush hour in the capital has just receded.

After hearing Lin Xiaosen's call, Du Shiwei frowned slightly, the Lin family now hopes that they will use Fuxing rubber sleeve in the stock market to withdraw 100 million Hong Kong dollars in cash to complete the blood transfusion for Xizhen Real Estate, at least 80 million.

Huguosi Snack Street is the business card of Beijing's food, and most of the well-known snacks that can be said in this capital are century-old shops!

Of course, some people have said, how many years has it been since the reform and opening up? It is not more than thirty or forty years, where are there any century-old shops?

But the signboard here is really the signboard of the old store, and the vicissitudes of a hundred years have been floating in the capital. It has appeared and disappeared, and it has disappeared and reappeared.

Opposite the Huguosi Hotel, the donkey meat king in the river......

The snack bar is self-evidently not big.

More than a dozen bracelets, at this time the house was full of guests.

Recently, although there have been news reports that most of the donkey meat produced in Hejian is made by blending pork with donkey meat flavor. Less than 30% of the real donkey meat is sent to the capital. If you can eat horse meat or mule meat, you should thank the other party for being a conscientious processing station!

Even so, business here is still booming.

Behind the cashier of the donkey meat shop in Hejian, next to the business license and food hygiene business license on the wall, a huge white paper has a line of words written in red: The donkey meat in this store is true, and the fake one pays three!

"Hey, boss, is my plate of donkey meat on the wrong plate? I asked for a pound of donkey meat, and you gave me so much? I have to have four pounds......

Li Yan sat on the dining table in the center, took a sip of donkey soup in the soup bowl, and frowned slightly.

"The taste of this MSG is too strong, isn't it?" Li Yan smiled bitterly. Putting down the soup bowl, he looked at the two people sitting across from him and nodded.

"It's me who called you, and everyone else calls me Master Hui. You can also call Brother Hui! This is Brother Xiong!" In the noisy shop, Master Hui tried his best to follow the customs, and spoke Mandarin with Li Yan with his tongue. Although the Mandarin he speaks still has a strong Hong Kong accent.

"The two of you came to me today, won't you just invite me to eat a donkey meat for fire?" Li Yan smiled and asked Master Hui and Brother Xiong, and then said, "You said on the phone that you want all the money, right?"

"Li Yan, right? Are you full of food every day, and you don't know what to do?" Brother Xiong snorted heavily, and suddenly turned his head at Li Yan with a black face.

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, looked at Brother Xiong and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

Shi Yehui hurriedly said with a smile next to him: "I heard that you sold all the chips of Silver Seed Wine in your hand, but you released good news through various channels to stimulate the stock price of Silver Seed Wine?"

"Who said that?" Li Yan gritted his back molars and asked in a cold voice.

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Recently, although there have been news reports that most of the donkey meat produced in Hejian is made by blending pork with donkey meat flavor. Less than 30% of the real donkey meat is sent to the capital. If you can eat horse meat or mule meat, you should thank the other party for being a conscientious processing station!

Even so, business here is still booming.

Behind the cashier of the donkey meat shop in Hejian, next to the business license and food hygiene business license on the wall, a huge white paper has a line of words written in red: The donkey meat in this store is true, and the fake one pays three!

"Hey, boss, is my plate of donkey meat on the wrong plate? I asked for a pound of donkey meat, and you gave me so much? I have to have four pounds......

Li Yan sat on the dining table in the center, took a sip of donkey soup in the soup bowl, and frowned slightly.

"The taste of this MSG is too strong, isn't it?" Li Yan smiled bitterly. Putting down the soup bowl, he looked at the two people sitting across from him and nodded.

"It's me who called you, and everyone else calls me Master Hui. You can also call Brother Hui! This is Brother Xiong!" In the noisy shop, Master Hui tried his best to follow the customs, and spoke Mandarin with Li Yan with his tongue. Although the Mandarin he speaks still has a strong Hong Kong accent.

"The two of you came to me today, won't you just invite me to eat a donkey meat for fire?" Li Yan smiled and asked Master Hui and Brother Xiong, and then said, "You said on the phone that you want all the money, right?"

"Li Yan, right? Are you full of food every day, and you don't know what to do?" Brother Xiong snorted heavily, and suddenly turned his head at Li Yan with a black face.

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, looked at Brother Xiong and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

Shi Yehui hurriedly said with a smile next to him: "I heard that you sold all the chips of Silver Seed Wine in your hand, but you released good news through various channels to stimulate the stock price of Silver Seed Wine?"

"Who said that?" Li Yan gritted his back molars and asked in a cold voice.