Seeing Song Qianzhi sit down, the old fat hurriedly returned to his place and sat down and said, "Let's talk while eating, right?"

Before Song Qianzhi could speak, the old fat beckoned to the waiter standing aside.

The waitress walked up with the menu and bent down politely and said, "Sir, do you want to order now?"

"Yes! Bring me a plate of Shandong prawns. "The old fat menu started ordering without looking at it.

"I'm sorry sir, we don't have Shandong prawns here, only Qingdao prawns. The waitress politely reminded.

"Isn't this Qingdao under the control of Shandong?" asked the old man, who was a little illiterate.

The waitress smiled and said, "Thirty-eight prawns in Qingdao, how many do you want, sir?"

"Bring me six. The old fat man said angrily. Old Fat, this is to show his heroic side in front of Song Qianzhi.

It's a pity that I was going to have my heart on the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch, and Song Qianzhi sat there expressionlessly, quietly watching the old fat performance.

"Yes sir, sir, we have shark fin porridge here too, do you want it?" the waitress recommended.

"As the saying goes, there is no killing without buying and selling. If the fish has no wings, how can they swim in the sea, and shark fin porridge is not needed. In order to leave a good impression on Song Qianzhi, Lao Pang overflowed with love.

"And what more do you want, sir?"

"I'll bring six of the two abalones, and I'll bring me two servings of sea cucumber soup,......"

Lao Fat showed his full side vividly and vividly, and picked the expensive points.

After ordering, the waitress left, Song Qianzhi looked at the old fat and said, "Can you talk about it now?"

"That...... I'm sorry, I wanted your number, so my boss asked me for your phone number. The old fat hurriedly explained.

"Your boss asked for my number?when?Who is your boss?" Song Qianzhi asked continuously. Song Qianzhi thought to himself, when did he give the number to others? Why didn't he know.

"That's when my boss pretended to be a teacher to give you a lesson, and then asked for your mobile phone number. ”

When Lao Fat said this, Song Qianzhi immediately thought of which "Wang Bowen" teacher was entertaining and knowledgeable, cultured, interesting and knowledgeable. However, this Wang Bowen is not the other Wang Bowen.

Song Qianzhi suddenly realized, thinking that it was no wonder that this "Wang Bowen" teacher was so frivolous and frivolous when chatting with him. Not polite and knowledgeable in class.

I thought that this "Wang Bowen" teacher was a dual personality, so I came to the appointment today with curiosity, and wanted to come and see the two sides of this dual personality, after all, I have been studying psychology recently. Who knew it turned out to be two different people.

"What's your boss's name, is it a Fudan teacher?" Song Qianzhi said a little angrily at this time.

Since I have been deceived for so long, I feel like I am being played around like a fool, which is unacceptable to myself with a superior IQ and the most dazzling existence in the crowd since childhood.

"This ...... This...... Betraying the Boss...... I"

Song Qianzhi interrupted the old fat with wide eyes: "You only have one chance." ”

The old fat looked at Song Qianzhi and hurriedly said: "My boss's name is Chen Houde, Erdong Chen, and the first two words of Houde." A freshman in Class 3 of the Department of Psychology of Fudan School of Philosophy, living in the 504 dormitory in Building 6 of the men's dormitory. ”

The old fat prayed silently in his mind, boss, you can't blame me for betraying you, I was forced to say it. If you want to blame it, blame Song Xiaohua, Amitabha!

"It turned out to be a freshman, named Chen Houde. Song Qianzhi muttered to himself.

"Actually, I can't blame the boss for this, I gave the boss 200 yuan and asked him to help me ask me for your mobile phone number. If you want to blame me, blame me. Lao Fat felt that Chen Houde couldn't be blamed for this, so he took the matter to himself very righteously.

Who knew that when Song Qianzhi heard this, he looked at the old fat with a smile and said, "Originally, I still wanted to accompany you to finish this meal, but it seems that I don't need to." ”

After Song Qianzhi finished speaking, he got up and was about to leave, but the old fat saw this and hurriedly said, "What does that mean?"

"What does it mean. By the way, call me Chen Houde. Song Qianzhi looked at the old fat condescendingly.

"This ...... This...... Isn't it okay?"

"You only have one chance?"

…………

Song Qianzhi knew that after getting Chen Houde's number, he resolutely left in style.

The old fat looked at Song Qianzhi's departure and was a little at a loss, did he say the wrong thing? Or did he die of seeing the light as Zhou Yunliang said? Why didn't he eat?

At this time, the old fat man was left alone, facing these seafood feasts in a messy mess!

…………

When Chen Houde came to the Homesick Hotel, he saw that the boss and the landlord were already waiting for him.

After a few words of greeting, the two sides began to get to the point. After a while, Chen Houde signed a contract with the owner of the homesick hotel under the witness of the landlord, and Chen Houde also handed over the prepared 50,000 cash to the boss.

The two sides can be regarded as having reached an agreement, and Chen Houde finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Just when Chen Houde signed the contract, Chen Houde sneezed a few times, and the boss kindly asked if he was sick.

After signing the contract, the landlord left for something, and he didn't give Chen Houde a chance to entertain, Chen Houde also planned to invite the landlord to have a meal after signing the contract, and contact him well, after all, he would become his landlord in the future, who knew that the landlord would not give him this opportunity.

"Haven't eaten yet, have you? The owner of the homesick hotel looked at Chen Houde who was standing at the door and said.

"Then you're welcome?" Chen Houde said in a good mood.

"You're half the boss here now, you're welcome. The owner of the homesick hotel said with a smile.

"You go in first, I'll make a call first. ”

"Okay, then I'll get busy first. ”

Chen Houde called Huang Mao at the door of the hotel, told Huang Mao about the contract, and then sent a message to Suo Ze. After all, they are considered shareholders of the hotel, and it is necessary to tell them.

Chen Houde finished making the phone and sending a message, and just as he wanted to go into the restaurant for dinner, the phone in his hand rang.

Chen Houde saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and thought it was Suo Ze calling, after all, he had just sent a message to Suo Ze, so he didn't think much about it and picked it up:

"Hey!"

"Chen Houde?" Song Qianzhi's voice came.

"Yes, who are you?" Chen Houde said with some doubts, how could the other party be a woman, and he still knew his name.

"Where are you?"

"Hello, may I ask who you are?" asked Chen Houde suspiciously.

"I'm classmate Wang Bowen, and he asked me to send you something. Where are you?"

"What is it? Won't the old fat himself send it?" Chen Houde said vigilantly. After all, there are many people who have offended.

"He was having dinner with Song Qianzhi and couldn't leave. So let me give you something. Song Qianzhi was silent for a while.

Chen Houde believed it when he heard it, because today Lao Pang called himself and said that Song Qianzhi had agreed to his invitation. I didn't expect the old fat to be so fast, so I ate it.

"I'm having dinner at the homesick restaurant across the street from the school, I'm sorry for you. Chen Houde said politely.

"Don't bother, I'll send it to you now. Song Qianzhi hung up the phone after speaking.