The sound of snoring made Xia Keren sit up straight, and slowly turned his face sideways, on the left side of the long table, Feng Jiayu was concentrating...... Go to bed......

Xia Keren took a "Kanto Liaohao" from the pen holder and slammed it on the top of Feng Jiayu's head.

At the moment when Feng Jiayu woke up, Xia Keren hung up the wolf back without changing his face.

"What's wrong?" Feng Jiayu opened his sleepy eyes and looked at Xia Keren, "...... Earthquake?"

"Asleep?" Xia Keren's face was calm, and he couldn't see joy or anger.

"Who is asleep! I'm trying to figure out a way!" Feng Jiayu rubbed the short hair on the top of his head, obviously feeling that he was being slapped on the head, so frightened that he almost jumped up, but when he woke up, he was in a trance and just had a dream.

Since Director Cai came last time, Feng Jiayu took Xia Keren to the MMU Group five times and three times, wanting to ask Mr. Meng to give them another chance, but after going back and forth a few times, the two of them didn't even meet Mr. Meng in person.

Even with Director Cai's help, Mr. Meng still refused to see them again, and Feng Jiayu was deflated for a while.

"Then what do you think of?" Xia Keren spoke again.

Feng Jiayu grinned, rubbed his face, and said slowly: "I haven't thought of it yet, but there is always a way, since Old Man Meng is lying on the hospital bed, then Mr. Meng is more anxious than us." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the mobile phone rang for a long time.

Feng Jiayu picked it up and glanced at it, and his smile turned into a high-spirited smile: "Look, isn't this opportunity coming!"

It was Director Cai who texted him.

The text message said that Mr. Meng made an appointment with Ms. Shan Dandan from the calligraphy and painting restoration group of the Qingchuan Museum at six o'clock tonight to meet at the Oriental Hot Spring Hotel.

Shan Dandan is not very old, twenty-eight or nineteen years old, in addition to working in the museum, she is also a visiting professor in Qingchuan Meizhong, which is a little famous in the circle, Feng Jiayu has heard of her a long time ago.

Xia Keren has been outside for many years, so naturally she has not heard of it, but she just glanced at the paintings made by Shan Dandan from Feng Jiayu, and she knew that she couldn't repair Meng Jin's painting of a beautiful woman.

Shan Dandan is good at freehand painting, good at splashing ink, and pay attention to the delicate and delicate fine brush painting is still different.

Freehand painting shape at will, the emphasis is on the intention, and the fineness of the fine brush, and the fine brushwork needs to be meticulous in the line, rigorous and clear with the pen, not to mention that Mr. Meng's painting of the beauty of the pen with paper is more unique, not who can easily get started.

……

Before five o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Jiayu took Xia Keren to the Oriental Hot Spring Hotel.

In the café on the left hand side of the lobby, Feng Jiayu found two places by the window and could see the hotel door and sat down.

Feng Jiayu looked at the price on the list and felt a pain in his heart, his eyes darkened, and he simply pushed it to Xia Keren.

"You order. After speaking, he twisted his brows and closed his eyes, not wanting to watch the money spent in vain flow out, and at the moment when Xia Keren picked up the list, he couldn't help but remind, "It's better to take it easy." ”

Xia Keren ignored Feng Jiayu, didn't look at the price, picked up the list and handed it back to the waiter: "A glass of white water." ”

"Okay, a glass of white water, is it warm?" the waiter smiled, saw Xia Keren nodding, and turned to Feng Jiayu again, "Sir, do you need to order?"

Feng Jiayu was stunned, cleared his throat, and whispered to Xia Kedao: "You don't have to be so excessive, you can still order lemonade or something." ”

Xia Keren turned his head to look out the window, under the magnificent rose-colored sunset, the crowd of people coming and going on the street seemed to have walked into a beautiful movie screen: "I love to drink white water." ”

Feng Jiayu raised his face and said to the waiter with a smile: "Then, give me a cup of iced latte, thank you." ”

According to Feng Jiayu's budget, he only wanted to order two glasses of lemonade, but now that Xia Keren asked for white water, the budget was too much, and he wanted to have a luxury.

It was just that as soon as Bai Shui came up, Xia Kecai took a sip, and saw Shan Dandan wearing a red skirt and carrying a big black bag, getting out of the car and entering the hotel.

"It's coming!" Xia Keren put down his glass.

"So fast?" Feng Jiayu raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's only five o'clock, why is it so early?"

"Let's go. Xia Keren stood up, trying to follow.

"But, my iced latte!" Feng Jiayu wailed, reluctantly got up, and as soon as he stood up, he saw the waiter coming here with a cup of coffee, he immediately stepped over in two steps, took two sips, and the cup was almost bottomed out, and then left satisfied.

Shan Dandan had already entered the elevator, and by the time Feng Jiayu and the others chased after them, the elevator had already gone up.

"Isn't it hot?" Xia Keren said expressionlessly, screaming at the closed elevator door.

"Huh?" Feng Jiayu paused, and then reacted, "This is money, no matter how hot it is, it can't be wasted!"

After speaking, he sighed twice, and his lips were red: "Grandpa is burned!"

The two watched the elevator stop on the sixth floor, and it seemed that Mr. Meng had made an appointment with Shan Dandan in the room on the sixth floor.

But when the elevator came down again, the two were dumbfounded when they wanted to go up to the sixth floor, and the elevator needed to swipe the card to go upstairs.

Feng Jiayu rolled his eyes, lifted his feet, got out of the elevator, and walked towards the hotel front desk. Xia Keren followed him slowly, and as soon as he approached, he heard Feng Jiayu say: "Hello, I am a friend of Mr. Meng, I originally made an appointment to meet in the afternoon, but I didn't know that he couldn't be contacted when his mobile phone was turned off, and he lived on the sixth floor of the hotel, can you please help me brush off the elevator and let me go up to find him?"

"Mr. Meng?" There were two beautiful young girls at the front desk, one of whom had short hair and seemed to have some impression when he heard Mr. Meng, so he leaned over and clicked a few times on the computer, "Is Meng Jin Meng always?"

"Yes, that's right, it's him. Feng Jiayu squeezed at Xia.

Xia Keren stood calmly, only feeling that it was not so easy.

Sure enough, the short-haired girl hung up a standard smile: "Meng is always a black and gold customer of our hotel, if you have a visit, we will be responsible for arranging, please wait, I will call his room immediately to confirm." ”

Feng Jiayu raised his eyebrows, and the moment the short-haired girl picked up the phone, he immediately spoke out to stop him: "Don't don't, wait a minute." ”

Seeing the girl holding up the phone and looking at herself with a puzzled face, Feng Jiayu frowned, raised her face upward, and then lowered her head and sighed: "Alas, I'll tell you the truth, in fact, Mr. Meng didn't know that we were coming." ”

The short-haired girl put down the phone and glanced at her colleague next to her.

The colleague was a little alert, looked at Feng Jiayu, and then at Xia Keren, raised his voice and asked, "May I ask what is the matter with you?"

Feng Jiayu's face was lost, and he hugged Xia Keren's shoulder beside him: "This is my sister and Mr. Meng's wife." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only did the two girls at the front desk change their faces in shock, but even Xia Keren, who had always been calm, couldn't stabilize it, and hurriedly broke free of Feng Jiayu's hand holding him.

Feng Jiayu gave Xia Keren a look, and said to the front desk: "My sister and Meng Jin have been married for some years, but recently Meng Jin always doesn't like to go home and doesn't talk about it, and he is getting more and more cold to my sister. ”

The two girls at the front desk nodded with melon-eating expressions, and motioned for Feng Jiayu to continue.

"To be able to marry Mr. Meng, we are not a small family. ”

The girl at the front desk nodded again and again, and her eyes became hotter when she looked at Xia Keren.

"So, we don't plan to make a fuss, but we just learned that Meng Jin will meet a girl in this hotel tonight, and my sister is going to come and see for herself. ”

Feng Jiayu reached out again to support Xia Keren's shoulder, his fingers secretly forced, pinching Xia Keren and signaling her to cooperate.

Xia Keren had no choice but to nod.

Xia Keren was used to putting on a face like an ice cube, and at this moment, this face was particularly in line with her husband's loveless appearance in the eyes of the two front desk girls.

"As long as I take my sister to the room to take a look, just one look to confirm that Meng Jin really did something sorry for her, she will be completely dead, and from now on, it will not be a big deal. ”

When Feng Jiayu said this, he still had tears in his eyes.

The short-haired front desk hurriedly pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to him: "But...... We can't open the door for you. ”

"That's right, we have regulations, it's really unfortunate that such a thing happened, but please contact Mr. Meng yourself, we can only offer our sincerest greetings. The colleague next to him put away the gossip and showed his professionalism.

"Please, we really just take a look, it has no impact on you at all, and we won't let Mr. Meng find out. Feng Jiayu continued, "You will send some free fruit plate to the guest room, we will follow the door and take a look inside, two seconds, two seconds and leave!"

"I'm sorry, sir......"

Before the words of the two front desks were finished, Feng Jiayu suddenly changed his tone, he leaned forward on the front desk, and said in a low voice: "If you are not willing to help, then I have to make trouble in this lobby, if the lobby is not good, go to the door, go to the door on the road, when the time comes, not only will your hotel be ugly, but Mr. Meng will lose face, presumably he will never live here again." ”

"Besides, this also disappoints the other guests in the hotel, think about it, isn't it easiest for us to secretly follow behind your room staff to deliver a fruit plate?"

"This ......" the short-haired girl blushed in anxiety and gritted her teeth, "Then you wait, I'll go and ask the manager." ”

After a while, the short-haired front desk walked back with a manager in his thirties wearing red lipstick.

The manager thought that he had heard about what had happened, and as soon as he came up, he bowed to Feng Jiayu, but before she could speak, Feng Jiayu spoke first: "The manager wants to be a smart person, whether you want to have the best of both worlds or lose both, it's up to you." ”

The manager originally planned to persuade Feng Jiayu on the grounds that you don't look good when he made trouble, but he didn't expect Feng Jiayu to put on a posture that he would turn upside down as soon as he wanted.

As soon as Feng Jiayu finished threatening, he turned to the side again, blocking everyone's sight, handed out a card from his pocket, and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "My surname is Jiang, if you know Mr. Meng, then you must have heard of me, this is a little heart, please ask the manager to lead the way." ”

"...... Jiang?" The manager turned around in his mind, and it took a long time to remember that the surname of the boss of the cooperative company when MMU Group entered the mainland was Jiang, but Mr. Jiang was over half a hundred years old, so the one in front of him should be Mr. Jiang's only son, Mr. Meng, she couldn't afford to offend, and Mr. Xiao Jiang couldn't be offended.

I thought that there would be no problem with letting them follow the door, so I agreed.

"In this way, Xiao Gu you go to arrange a red wine, and say that the hotel will give it away and send it to 603. After the manager finished explaining to the short-haired front desk, he went to Feng Jiayu again, "Mr. Jiang, you pretend to pass by the door, take a look and leave, okay?"

"Absolutely. Feng Jiayu learned from Meng Jin's unsmiling and extraordinary appearance, nodded his head, and stuffed the card into the manager's hand, "The money for the red wine comes from me." ”

The manager was so nervous that he blinked several times, but he didn't accept it, and he didn't accept it, and finally left the card behind.

After a while, Xiao Gu arranged: "Jiang ...... Mr. Jiang, come with me, room service is waiting for you on the sixth floor. ”

After speaking, he led Feng Jiayu and Xia Keren into the elevator and swiped the cards for them.

Xiao Gu watched the elevator door close, and when she returned to the front desk, her back was sweating, and she looked at the manager: "Can we do this?"

The manager sighed: "What should I do? No one can afford to offend! Just like Mr. Jiang said, it is better to have the best of both worlds." ”

"Is the money for the red wine on Mr. Meng's room fee or ......?"

As soon as Xiao Gu spoke, the manager asked, "What kind of wine did you prescribe?"

"For Mr. Meng, I only dare to take Kandi. As soon as Xiao Gu's words came out, the manager shook his hands.

This money must not be deducted from Mr. Meng's room fee, but although she took Mr. Xiaojiang's card, she didn't want to use it, and planned to sell her personal favor first, who knew that Xiao Gu casually opened Romanée Conti, and 30,000 yuan of wine was used as her two months' salary.

"Swipe Mr. Jiang's card!" the manager handed the card to Xiao Gu.

Xiao Gu took the card, and after a while, his face turned even redder, and he raised his head anxiously and asked the manager, "Why can't you swipe this card?"

"What do you mean?" the manager's eyes were fixed on the elevator, which had reached the sixth floor.

Show ...... Show that the balance is insufficient?" Xiao Gu was about to cry.

"What?" the manager suddenly came back to his senses, "notify the guest room and suspend the service first." ”

Then I picked up my mobile phone, opened the search software, and entered the photo that popped up when МU Group cooperated with Tenghui Company and Mr. Jiang's son, and the manager's eyes went black.

Here, Xiao Gu Zhen cried: "Manager, the wine has been delivered, and as soon as the room service knocked on the door, Mr. Jiang broke in......"