Chinatown.

Listening to the familiar Chinese, Wei Zhiming only felt that he was comfortable, he walked through Chinatown, felt the noise around him, and his heart was suddenly very quiet.

Wei Zhiming looked at the restaurants around him, and familiar names jumped into his eyes one by one.

Suddenly, Wei Zhiming's eyes lit up, and he saw an antique restaurant with a beautiful name.

"This name is good, I don't know if there is really a beautiful woman?" With such thoughts, Wei Zhiming stepped into a restaurant with beautiful women.

The red curtain is full of sandalwood.

Different from the hustle and bustle of other Chinese restaurants, this restaurant is quiet and charming. Each table of the Eight Immortals is separated by an antique window.

Wei Zhiming was sitting at a dining table leaning against the side of the road, he looked around, and suddenly found that there was really a beautiful woman.

The beauty is full of style, smiling like a quiet orchid. I want to compare my heart to it, and I am afraid to go upstairs in the sky.

Wei Zhiming suddenly came to the momentum, this beauty sat in his isolation, from Wei Zhiming's eyes, it was really white! Beauty!

"Ten points for my appearance, I'm going to fall." Wei Zhiming said in a low voice, it's not that he hasn't seen a beautiful woman, but this beauty is so beautiful, he really hasn't seen it.

Wei Zhiming began to be restless, the beautiful woman was isolating the real person from reading books, he wanted to go over to tease his sister, but he couldn't bear to interrupt the beautiful scenery like calligraphy and painting on the other side.

Wei Zhiming thought about it, he was afraid of embarrassment, he didn't go, he was sorry for himself in his heart, there was such an excellent beauty in front of him, if he didn't grasp it well, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Whatever, I'm young anyway, I'm thick-skinned." Wei Zhiming was ruthless, and he remembered an ancient poem.

My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

Wei Zhiming ignored the waiter not far from him, he stood up, took a deep breath, and then walked slowly.

"Sir, what kind of meal do you order, and what kind of service do you need?" The waiter next to him saw Wei Zhiming's pig brother look, with deep contempt in his eyes.

Wei Zhiming turned his head and glanced at the waiter: "You wait first, this is a tip." ”

Wei Zhiming's family is good, although his salary is good, but after deducting the agent, the United States taxes, the rest is not enough for Mark Eaton's commission. He is now spending as much money as his family in the United States.

After throwing a green head, Wei Zhiming walked softly to the next door, he was afraid that his footsteps would break the atmosphere in this beautiful scenery.

Wei Zhiming waited at the door of the quarantine for a while, he was really embarrassed to interrupt the beautiful woman reading, so he went back again.

"Damn, if Stephenson, Bamot, and Cole knew about it, they would definitely laugh at me." Wei Zhiming scolded himself angrily in his heart for not being angry, where did he have the skills of flirting with his sister before, did he rewash his talent today?

The waiter who collected the tip next to him despised Wei Zhiming even more, he had no heart and no courage, and he pretended to be a rich second generation.

Wei Zhiming walked back and forth outside, and soon he gritted his teeth and decided to wait for the beauty to finish reading and was ready to leave before going forward to talk.

Wei Zhiming returned to his seat, his eyes staring at the beautiful woman next door, and his heart was pounding.

"It's over, I'm down." The soul was restless, and Wei Zhiming had no appetite at the moment.

The waiter looked down on Wei Zhiming even more: "Sir, what do you want to eat, if you don't order, please leave us We have a beautiful woman." ”

"Then you can just give me some." Wei Zhiming replied casually, he finally understood what it meant to be beautiful and delicious at this moment.

The corners of the waiter's mouth twitched: "Sir, are you sure?" ”

"I'm sure, go, don't bother me." Wei Zhiming waved his hand impatiently, he just wanted to be a quiet beautiful man now.

Yes, look at the other side.

The waiter smiled even more, he walked out of the private room where Wei Zhiming was, and whispered: "It's another rich second generation who pretends to be B, I like it." ”

Wei Zhiming didn't feel any difference, he looked at the beautiful woman with aggressive eyes, and his heart became more and more satisfied.

The beautiful woman next door seemed to be immersed in the sea of books, and she didn't notice at all that there was a shameless thing next to her peeping at her.

Unconsciously, the beautiful woman seemed to be tired of reading, she put down the book in her hand and stretched.

Suddenly, Wei Zhiming saw the isolated beauty looking at him, Wei Zhiming hurriedly smiled embarrassedly, but his eyes were reluctant to leave.

When the beauty saw Wei Zhiming, she smiled, and then continued reading without any care.

Wei Zhiming was happy in his heart, he wanted to talk impulsively again, but his meal came.

"Sir, your dish." The waiter appeared in time to block Wei Zhiming, Wei Zhiming had to sit down, he asked the waiter to put the dish on the table, and then continued to stare at the beauty.

Unconsciously, Wei Zhiming had already served eight dishes on the table, but Wei Zhiming didn't notice it at all, he was like a demon, and continued to appreciate the beauty.

As the sky slowly darkened, the beautiful woman stopped, and she put away her books to leave.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute." Seeing this, Wei Zhiming hurriedly got up from his seat, he had waited for so long, and finally waited for this moment.

"Hello, who are?" Qiao Xianqin looked at the tall boy with yellow skin who stopped her, and there was a puzzled look on her face.

Wei Zhiming listened to her say in Chinese, and his heart immediately became excited: "Hello, hello, my name is Wei Zhiming, it's rare to meet fellow countrymen, leave a contact information." ”

Qiao Xianqin pursed her lips and smiled: "Chinatown is all our countrymen, but I'm sorry, I won't give you my personal contact information." ”

Wei Zhiming was not disappointed in his eyes: "Then can you tell me your name." ”

"My name is Qiao Xianqin, I'm sorry, can I drive a little, I'm going back." Qiao Xianqin hugged the book to her chest and said politely.

Wei Zhiming shouted twice, and then he stepped aside and continued to ask: "Then how can I contact you, I want to be friends with you." ”

Qiao Xianqin shook her head: "If there is fate, I will see you again." ”

Wei Zhiming looked confused: "What if it doesn't happen?" ”

"If there is fate, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, will eventually meet again. If there is no fate, it will be difficult to meet again at the ends of the world. Qiao Xianqin said with a smile, she flashed around, stepped into Chinatown, and slowly lost her figure.

Wei Zhiming wanted to get up and chase her, but he was stopped by the waiter who had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Sir, please settle the bill first."

"Oh, how much?"

"$4,500."

"I'm rubbing, you're cheating daddy, why did I order a meal for $4,500?"

"Forget it, wrap it up for me first, and I'll take it with me later." After Wei Zhiming swiped the card on his body, he hurriedly got up and chased Qiao Xianqin, but the crowd was vast, where was there a figure?

Wei Zhiming returned to the restaurant with a look of chagrin, he glared at the waiter viciously, carried the packaged meal, and turned to leave.

(All I can say about the brain-dead behavior of the protagonist in this chapter is sorry.) I wanted to depict the kind of boy who is nervous when he sees the type of girl he likes, hesitates in his heart, wants to come up and talk to him, but is a little afraid. Now it seems, written. It's written like a brain-dead look. I only blame myself for not having enough skills. I can only apologize for that.

Please don't give up this book because of this, I won't write the kind of author who sticks upside down when he sees a woman, and the author who sticks upside down when a woman sees the protagonist, the protagonist written in this chapter is brainless, and he can only blame himself for his lack of skill. Please read on if there is really the kind of behavior I mentioned above. You can just scold me. )