Chapter 869: The Gender is a Lost Little Lemon
"What's weird?" Fang Yuan was a little puzzled.
"I wonder how you agreed." Bao Longtu pondered: "I know your character very well. I'm just done with Mr. Inch's business.,I'm definitely going to have to recuperate.,Don't stay at home for a few days.,I'm sorry for your otaku attributes.γ But now, you have agreed to that Sanger's request, and there must be adultery in it! β
"What kind of adultery, it sounds better." Fang Yuan said angrily: "The reason why I agreed must be the reason......
"What is the reason?" Bao Longtu asked curiously.
Fang Yuan's eyes flashed: "He said that after the matter is completed, give me a box of magic weapons, plus ten tons of jade rough as a reward, do you say I should agree." β
"What? Ten tons! Bao Longtu's eyes widened.
"That's right, ten tons." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "It is said that it is still the original stone of the old pit." β
"Damn, then what are you hesitating about, you must just agree to it." Bao Longtu said excitedly: "Ten tons of jadeite, a fool won't agree." β
"Wrong, it's ten tons of rough stones, whether there is jade in the rough stone depends on luck." Fang Yuan corrected: "If you are unlucky, maybe they will all be cut down." β
"Impossible." Bao Longtu retorted: "The old pit rough stone, the probability of producing jade is very large, and the quality is outstanding, as long as a piece of glass is cut out and planted, it will be hundreds of millions at every turn." β
"So I said yes." Fang Yuan smiled: "I think I can try my luck." β
"That's a given." Bao Longtu nodded again and again: "You can earn ten tons of jade rough stones on a trip, and you can also break through whether it is a sword mountain or a sea of fire." β
"It's not that exaggerated. It's just going to a yin house. Fang Yuan said: "It is estimated that it will be three to five days as fast, and ten days and half a month as slow." It should be done. β
"Well, believe in your strength, and it will be solved soon." Bao Longtu encouraged: "When the time comes, move the rough stone back, and we will dissect and ......play with it ourselves."
"Hmm." Fang Yuan smiled and nodded, then thought of something, and pondered: "We are in Qiannan, it seems that there are people we know, right?" β
Bao Longtu thought about it. patted his thigh and reminded: "Little lemon, it's in Guiyang." β
"Haha. That's even better. Fang Yuan smiled: "I made an agreement with Sanger to wait for him in Guiyang for a few days, and I can just go to visit Little Lemon." β
"Hehe, I really should pay a visit." Bao Longtu smiled very treacherously: "You must figure it out." What the hell is Lemon Molato? Or is she? β
A small lemon in the mouth of two people. That's a fellow designer they met online, and they often communicate online. However, about the gender of Little Lemon, it has always been a mystery.
Although Xiao Lemon has always claimed that he is a real man, he (she) asked him (her) to take a selfie, but he has never received a response. As a result, everyone is more inclined to believe that Little Lemon may be a girl. Of course, there is no evidence. Everyone is not very sure, so there is a saying that gender is a little lemon.
"Yes. Be sure to take pictures. After arriving in Dali, before getting on the plane, Bao Longtu repeatedly advised: "There are pictures as proof, see how Xiao Lemon refutes it in the future." β
"Don't worry, I know how to do it." Fang Yuan nodded again and again, and after seeing off Bao Longtu and the others, he also got on the flight to Guiyang alone.
Soon after, the plane landed safely in Guiyang, which also meant that a new journey was about to begin.
As the provincial capital of a province, Guiyang's urban development and construction is certainly not bad, with wide roads full of traffic, high-rise buildings rising and falling, and the sound of bustle and hustle and bustle, and it is a prosperous world.
After coming from the airport to the city center and finding a hotel to settle down, Fang Yuan sent a message directly to Xiao Lemon. The content is very brief, nothing more than the four words I am in Guiyang.
After a few moments, Little Lemon replied to the message, not a word, just three exclamation points, and a string of question marks that could not be counted.
Seeing this situation, Fang Yuan couldn't help laughing, and replied happily: "It's really in Guiyang, if you have something to pass by, you may stay for a few days." In a word, about or not? β
Suddenly, there was no movement on the other side, as if he was in a hesitation. Fang Yuan was not in a hurry, let alone urging, but made a pot of tea, poured himself a drink, and savored it carefully. He also believes that no matter whether Little Lemon is a man or a woman, knowing that he is coming, how can he meet and chat a few words.
In fact, after a few minutes, a message arrived as scheduled, and there was no nonsense in the content, just a detailed address.
Fang Yuan took a look and found that the address was a certain restaurant, and his intention was very clear, so he naturally wanted to invite him to dinner.
"Sure enough." Fang Yuan smiled with satisfaction, cleaned up and went out directly.
Fang Yuan left the hotel, hired another taxi, and after reporting the address, the driver drove easily, and after more than ten minutes, he stopped at the door of an elegant restaurant.
Fang Yuan paid and got out of the car, looked up at the signboard, made sure that it was here, and walked into the restaurant at the moment.
At the right time, a waiter naturally greeted him and said with a smile: "Sir, how many may I ask?" β
"Find someone......" Fang Yuan said, his eyes wandering back and forth in the restaurant.
On the first floor of the restaurant, the decoration is very elegant, the marble floor is smooth and neat, there are crystal lamps in the air, and there are also crystal bead curtains hanging down, separating the seats.
At this time, it was already afternoon, and it was almost dusk, but it was not time for dinner at the beginning of the lights, which was also a relatively awkward time, so there was no one in the restaurant, and it seemed quite cold.
But as soon as Fang Yuan swept his eyes, he found that in the corner of the restaurant, someone had lit a candle. At first glance, his eyes lit up with joy.
After repeatedly confirming that only one table in the restaurant was lit with candles, Fang Yuan no longer hesitated and went directly to the corner. But when he walked to the corner, he was a little surprised, only to see that there was no one in that position, but there was a plate of lemons on the table.
"At this time, I still play mystery." Fang Yuan smiled dumbly, then turned his head and asked, "What about the guests at this table?" β
"Huh?" The waiter who followed behind was stunned for a moment, and he was also a little confused: "I was still there just now, could it be that I went to the bathroom?" β
"It's okay...... Fang Yuan sat down calmly: "Have you ordered?" β
"No, no." The waiter hurriedly shook his head.
"Then two cups of coffee first." Fang Yuan waved his hand and said, "Let's talk for a while first, and then eat later." β
"Good ......" the waiter took the order and quickly retreated. Soon after, two cups of steaming coffee were served.
Fang Yuan took matters into his own hands, added sugar and milk to the coffee, and then gently stirred it with a small spoon. All of a sudden, the coffee is as beautiful as a cloud.
At this moment, Fang Yuan was concentrating on the flavoring of coffee, but he didn't notice that someone appeared quietly behind him. The man didn't make a sound, he just watched silently, and when Fang Yuan put down the spoon and raised the cup to drink coffee, his face suddenly showed a naughty color, and his palm slapped Fang Yuan's shoulder......
"Smack!"
The gentle sound can be regarded as breaking the elegant and quiet atmosphere of the restaurant. But what the man expected didn't happen, Fang Yuan's arm didn't move at all, and he was still drinking coffee slowly.
Putting the coffee down, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of Fang Yuan's mouth, and then he turned around and said, "Little Lemon, when did you become so naΓ―ve...... Belch? β
Seeing the person behind him, a touch of surprise flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes, it was an unexpected feeling.
"How do you know I'm in the back?" The man also felt strange: "I shouldn't have made any sound when I walk, and there is no one next to remind you ......."
"Look down." Fang Yuan casually pointed to the ground, the marble floor was light, no matter who stood here, they could project a clear image.
"Ah, I actually ignored this. This restaurant is really stingy, why don't you spread more carpets......" The man complained, and then sat down opposite Fang Yuan, revealing a bright smile: "Hello Brother Firefly, I'm Little Lemon." β
Fang Yuan's screen name is the light of the firefly, and the firefly is the candle, so a candle was lit at the dining table. As for the plate of lemons, it is naturally the little lemon herself.
Fang Yuan looked deeply, and saw the little lemon in front of him, the gender was male, about twenty years old, in his prime, and there was a thin layer of velvet on his upper lip, which was a little green.
All in all, none of this fits his impression of the image of the little lemon.
After looking at it for a moment, Fang Yuan raised his glass and took another sip of coffee, then smiled: "You are not a little lemon." β
"How not." The person was a little excited, as if he was anxious to identify himself: "I can show you my ID card, which clearly says the word Ningmeng." No, doesn't that prove I'm a little lemon? β
I have to say that the ID card is indeed the proof of identity, Ning Meng is the homonym of lemon, and he came to this restaurant to make an appointment, and knew Fang Yuan's screen name. According to it, it should be able to confirm that this person is Little Lemon.
The problem was that Fang Yuan was noncommittal and smiled: "Brother Ning Meng, you may be a little lemon, but it may not be the little lemon I know." β
"Little Lemon is me, I am Little Lemon. I know you, why do you say you don't know me? Ning Meng said angrily: "If you don't give face like this, can you still chat happily?" β
"We've known each other for a few years, and you should have already understood design when you were still in middle school?" Fang Yuan asked with a smile.
Ning Meng blinked: "I'm a genius, I've been interested in design since I was a child, can't I teach myself?" β
ββ¦β¦ Yes, of course. Fang Yuan suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his mouth flashed with an interesting smile: "Then you sue me, what was your original screen name?" β
"The original screen name? Isn't it just a little lemon? Ning Meng was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and said, "It's been a long time ago, where do I remember it." β
"I remember......" Fang Yuan smiled happily: "Little Lemon is everyone's abbreviation, but I remember it clearly, the screen name you used at the beginning, it was a five-character ......"
"Which five words?" Ning Meng suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Little Lemon is stupid!" (To be continued......)