Chapter 66: A Roadside Stalls on a Summer Night

When Short met Vinie, it was a quarter past eight in the evening.

This is the coolest time of the summer night, suitable for supper and walking, and the best way to do this is to combine the two and visit the night market.

Winnie returned the exclusive umbrella from the Rolls-Royce to Schott and said, "Thank you." โ€

Maybe it's because she's been busy all day and read too many words, and Winnie doesn't have the strength to say too much at this moment.

She smiled at Short and gestured to leave.

"Wait a minute. โ€

Winnie stopped, turned around, and asked in surprise, "Anything else?"

Short slapped the umbrella in his hand and muttered, "Mรกrquez said that people who love words have a foodie soul in their hearts. โ€

As if he had mixed up with the campus drama club, Short's pronunciation was calm, powerful, and full of male hormonal appeal. Even if this sentence was made up by him and not by Marquez, it was affected by his aura, which made it impossible to judge the truth for a while.

"Oh, Marquez said that?" said Vennie, smiling, her eyes flashing with a hint of feminine cunning, and she stood there with her hands crossed, looking to see what kind of medicine the man was going to sell in his gourd.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Short couldn't resist the doubts in Winnie's eyes, and he couldn't hold it back. It is also possible that Wang Xiaobo said it. โ€

When he does this, it is tantamount to betraying himself, making up is making up, and returning this and that, the span is also a little bigger.

Winnie felt that the man was a little bored, and suddenly darkened again. "If it's okay, I'll go first......"

"Can I treat you to a meal?"

"I've had dinner, thank you. โ€

Ordinary people must choose to give up in the face of repeated rejection, but Schott does not. He thinks that on this summer night, going to the night market food stalls to have a skewer, one more friend will be more interesting.

"How's a late-night supper?"

Why did this man insist on inviting herself to dinner? Winnie was stunned for a moment, before she could react how to refuse again.

"Don't worry, I'm not your author Zhang Xiaobao, I'm the one who investigated Zhang Xiaobao's disappearance, is it still a violation?"

Under the steps, next to the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Ma Lu looked up for a long time, this Short, what is he talking about? Why is the action like a drama?

"Short!" she couldn't help but shout.

Short and Winnie go in search of prestige......

"Hey, wait. Short responded, then pointed at Marlu and said to Winnie, "My girlfriend." โ€

Winnie looked down for a moment, looked up at Short, and said, "We can talk." โ€

"Let's go, get in the car!"

The two of them descended the stairs together and walked to the car.

"Take a friend along. Short said to Ma Lu, "Winnie, the famous beauty editor...... My girlfriend, Ma Lu, is a famous anchor. โ€

"Hello!"

The two beauties greeted each other.

Short drove, Ma Lu and Winnie one after the other, and the car drove towards Abraham's King of Glasses shop......

"You'll be able to meet an interesting friend in a while. โ€

"Who?"

Short pretended to be mysterious and said: "I'll know in a moment, and I'll keep it a secret now." โ€

Ma Lu was very unhappy when he saw that Short was like a different person, but on the surface, he still had to restrain himself and maintain a smile that was almost stiff.

Winnie was thinking that this Short, a man who could take Ma Yu's handmade hanging ear coffee as a souvenir, wouldn't be surprised by what kind of friends he had at his dinner.

Kong Yao, who was playing with herself on her mobile phone, was also thinking, is this forced pretense necessary?

The Rolls-Royce Phantom carried a man and two women, plus Kong Yao in a mobile phone, and arrived at the destination like the king of the night.

Abraham's king of glasses, with flashing neon signs and loud voices.

This famous skewer shop is indoors in autumn and winter, and it looks like an open-air music festival in spring and summer.

According to the WeChat message sent by Wang Tearing, Short quickly found the table where Wang Tearing Onion was, and saw that he was sitting there with two beauties eating melon seeds.

There was no introduction to each other, and they just found a vacant seat and sat down.

Winnie looked at this friend in Short's mouth, and she was really surprised that she was not nervous at this glance! The person sitting opposite her turned out to be the national husband Wang Tearing Onions!

However, Winnie was still the same when she was surprised, and no one else could see any change.

Wang was accustomed to tearing onions, he continued to eat melon seeds, and asked Schott: "You don't introduce this beauty?"

"A certain famous beauty editor, Winnie. โ€

Short didn't expect that his introduction would also resonate with Wang. "Wow! This is the one who decides the life and death of other people's dreams. โ€

"No, I don't think so. Winnie said without humility or arrogance, "I think in this field, it is the author himself who determines the life and death of a person's creative dream." โ€

Wang was stunned, this is a more real person. "Hahaha, what do you mean by that?"

"Success or failure is nothing more than persistence, and in addition, you have to be imaginative. โ€

The king tore the onion and applauded. "Well said! The author is Maxima, then you are Bole. โ€

Winnie smiled knowingly.

"Maxima often has it, but Bole doesn't have it, so you have to pay a good respect to the beautiful editor later. Short opened his mouth, and he was very happy to see that the two friends were chatting.

"Well, I said Short, how did you get involved with a certain editor? Are you also playing with the idea of IP town? Let me tell you, as long as you want to invest in it, I welcome it!"

The skewers began to be served, including mutton skewers, dancing chicken, snow shell crabs, duck tongues, lamb kidneys, and overlord tendons......

"Don't get me wrong, I don't have that much money. Short said, "At the beginning, I had to brag about chasing Ma Lu, saying that I could write a novel like sugar and three spoons, but the result was ......."

"Written out?"

"Well, it's not as awesome as Sugar Three. โ€

"Do you want me to call him and ask him to come over and dial you?" said Wang and took out his mobile phone......

"Hey, no, no, scare me to death, I'll just have fun. Short hurriedly stopped, he believed that Wang Tearing Onion had the way and appeal to be able to get acquainted with these god-level figures, but he didn't want to make a big move, after all, he was an impostor.

"You see, you see, not humble. I can tell you, there is a grandfather in every industry, whether you can eat or not, it is all blessed by the grandfather, as the saying goes, God appreciates food, depends on talent. If you have talent, then you have to follow a good teacher, such as Sugar Three, such as Winnie, and then have a personal diligence to succeed. โ€

"Mr. Wang seems to be very interested in online literature!" Winnie replied.

"It's not about research, it's needed for the cause, so I have to go to the foundation of your IP town the day after tomorrow, let me tell you, I voted like this, and those who were waiting and watching couldn't sit still, and they all wanted to follow up...... This project is going to be on fire, and it's going to be on fire!"