Chapter 167: The Heavy Weapon of the State
It doesn't matter, with me, no one can do anything to you.
Yang Chen's voice was not very loud, but this sentence was loud and clear.
Wei Yueyan knew very well what the troubles were on her body, and she also knew how dangerous those people were.
However, Yang Chen's words brought Wei Yueyan an indescribable sense of security.
Wei Yueyan also knew Yang Chen's strength, perhaps, with Yang Chen's strength, there really wasn't anything to worry about, even if those people came to the door......
Today is the weekend, and the number of guests is obviously much more than yesterday, if Zhang Zihao hadn't booked a seat in advance, there might have been no place.
walked over with Wei Yueyan, Zhang Zihao saw Wei Yueyan, and a touch of ambiguity flashed in his eyes.
It's normal, just like himself, there are too many women around him to count.
Yang Chen is a person who has strength, ability, and money, and his appearance is relatively handsome, and there are many women around him, it is normal, Zhang Zihao will not be stupid and talk nonsense at this time.
Waved to the waiter.
It's still the little girl from yesterday.
When he saw Yang Chen, he was obviously a little surprised: "This gentleman, you still dare to come, I told you yesterday, don't come here again, there will be trouble." ”
Yang Chen smiled slightly: "It's okay." ”
Seeing that Yang Chen couldn't listen, the little girl didn't say anything more, just sighed, shook her head, and left after ordering.
The expression on Zhang Zihao's face became more and more ambiguous.
"Brother Chen, I really admire you, when did you hook up with someone else's little girl again?" blinking his eyes, Zhang Zihao said with a smile.
This girl, compared with the other women around Yang Chen, doesn't seem to be so beautiful, but her immature appearance also has a different flavor.
Yang Chen rolled his eyes angrily: "You guy, what nonsense." ”
"Just had a meal here yesterday. ”
"You can soak a girl after a meal, awesome, admire. Zhang Zihao sincerely admired.
Obviously there is nothing, but in Zhang Zihao's opinion, this Yang Chen is what happened to this little girl.
Yang Chen didn't bother to explain anything, this guy's mind was full of dirty and filthy things, if he wanted to really explain it clearly, I am afraid there was only one way, that is, to use a high-pressure faucet to rinse this guy's brain fiercely, and wash away all the dirty things in his brain.
At this moment, an old man walked over and glanced around, and there was no place around.
Only Yang Chen and them are on their side, and there are still some vacant seats.
"Young man, is it convenient?" the old man came to Yang Chen's side and asked politely.
Yang Chen doesn't like the kind of people who rely on the old and sell the old, but this old man is obviously not like that.
At that moment, Yang Chen smiled slightly: "It's okay, there are only three of us, and there are many positions, so please take care of the old man." ”
The old man nodded, and then laughed: "Young man, yes, an old man like me, under normal circumstances, no one wants to share a table with someone, so let's do it, what you order, I'll treat you." ”
Yang Chen glanced at the old man.
Although he is very old, he has a tall figure and a ruddy complexion.
Between his gestures, he has a decisive temperament, looking at this kind of appearance, this old man is definitely not an ordinary person.
Yang Chen was no longer polite: "Although this kid wants to have a treat, but if the old man wants to have a treat, then I don't care." ”
The old man smiled and looked at Zhang Zihao: "Young man, how about giving me a treat?"
Zhang Zihao kept shaking his head: "No, no, no, I invited Brother Chen to dinner today, how can I let others pay for it, it's better to do this, the old man's share, I also invited, anyway, it's just one more mouth, I can afford it." ”
What is it called, please be affordable.
This guy is a little too modest to speak, right?
With Zhang Zihao's wealth, even if he took out all the money spent by all the guests this time, there was no pressure at all, and it was not a matter at all.
The old man seemed to appreciate Zhang Zihao's boldness, and kept nodding: "Haha, I was lucky today, I met a few good young men, and the old man was not welcome." ”
The old man ordered something casually, and then said, "Do you want to drink? What do you want? Drink two glasses with the old man?"
"If you want to barbecue, you want to go with beer, right?" Zhang Zihao blinked: "Boss, two more dozen ......"
"Hey, what kind of beer, young man, drink hard enough. The old man waved his hand and said very proudly.
Then he peeked around, and secretly took out a wine bottle about a foot tall and a little big from his bosom.
It looks like a thief.
There was no label on the wine bottle, but as soon as he saw the wine bottle, Zhang Zihao's face immediately changed.
"Damn, this is a fire, right?"
The old man glanced at Zhang Zihao with some surprise: "Hey, you actually know each other?"
Zhang Zihao was a little embarrassed: "My father likes to drink, once entrusted people to the relationship, got two bottles, it is said to be the domestic super-grade brewing master Liu Fang, private brewing, not sold to the outside world, just used as a gift, to relatives and friends, the lees are used for a hundred years old koji, with dozens of kinds of fruits, hidden in the cave behind the mountain, the cave has been hidden for 30 years, only a few bottles are taken out every year." ”
"I drank it once, boy, and I was a good drinker, but I fell down while drinking. ”
"This thing, thief, the first sip of it, it's like juice, and then when you drink it, you will feel that there is a fire burning in your stomach, and you will be hot and dry, and you will fall down and be unconscious. Zhang Zihao has obviously suffered losses, and he knows quite well about this fire.
When he met someone who knew how to do it, the old man was immediately even happier, and he stroked his palms and laughed: "Hahaha, yes, yes, the kid is a person who understands." ”
"Old man, where did you get this bottle of wine?"
"That guy Liu Fang is my comrade-in-arms, after that guy retired, he fell in love with winemaking, and the last time he came to see me, he secretly gave me a bottle. ”
Yang Chen and Zhang Zihao were in awe.
This old man's age is at least seventy years old.
is obviously a veteran who has walked down from the battlefield, and the country's important weapon.
"Hey, it's a pity, there's obviously good wine, but those little rabbits in the house, they just don't let me drink it, this time they sneak out, this fucking is the day, stay at home all day, and I'm going to suffocate to death." The old man kept shaking his head.
For this kind of old man, staying at home all day is really not a taste.
The old man's face suddenly felt a little sad: "Hey, there were some old guys who drank with me, but one by one they were gone, fuck, when I went to the battlefield, I said okay, I didn't want to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but I wanted to die on the same day and month of the same year, but I was left behind by the same damn one." ”
Lonely.
Lonesome.
With the departure of comrades-in-arms, it is difficult for children to stay with them because of work.
That kind of special loneliness is something that ordinary people can't feel.
Shaking his head, the old man threw away the boredom in his heart, immediately laughed, and patted the table: "Damn, I finally slipped out today, saying what are you doing with those troubles, those old things don't accompany Lao Tzu to drink, today some young men are not bad to drink with Lao Tzu, come and come, drink and drink." ”
The old man happily pulled off the cork, and then prepared to pour the wine.
Yang Chen and Zhang Zihao stood up almost at the same time, when facing this kind of old man, both of them gave absolute respect, and at this time, they must not let the old-timers pour themselves wine.
A full cup.
After touching it, Yang Chen and Zhang Zihao drank it all with their heads held high, for this kind of old man, this will not seem to be unruly, but it will make the old man even happier, and even Wei Yueyan took a sip lightly.
The old man is very happy, it has really been a long time since no one has drunk with him.
When I was young, the amount of wine was also good, not to mention one bottle, it was okay to pour two or three bottles of two pots in a row.
It's like now, just after drinking half a cup, my chest rose and fell, and then I coughed violently, and my face was red.
As soon as he heard that voice, Yang Chen's face suddenly changed, and he snatched the wine glass from the old man's hand.
"Old man, you are sick, you can't drink, right?" Yang Chen asked in a deep voice.