"You're not sick." He Ying replied without thinking about it, boldly questioning Zhang Lang's health.

"......" Zhang Lang touched his nose, thinking that he was healthy now, eating and sleeping well, and his body should be completely fine.

As soon as he made a phone call, he was "scolded", and Zhang Lang was very speechless.

He Ying actually asked if she was sick, and she was obviously not sick.

"Say, where?" Without waiting for Zhang Lang to answer, He Ying suddenly became "hearty" on the other end of the phone, "Haha, sample, look at this time, I won't eat you to death, I will definitely eat you poor." ”

"Ahem, come on." This unscrupulous Director He dared to pay such a terrible attention to himself, it was simply frustrating, "Chuanxiangyuan, old place, you can come to the Gu Group to pick me up by the way, I don't have a means of transportation." Zhang Lang said.

"Sister, now the oil money is more expensive than the food money, you are definitely cheating me." He Ying expressed disbelief on the phone.

“…… Is it? Zhang Lang is not sure how much the current gasoline is worth.

Fifteen minutes later, despite all the reluctance, He Ying still arrived at the downstairs of the Gu Group on time.

Zhang Lang clicked over, and when he saw a familiar Passat police car, he immediately opened the co-pilot's door and greeted: "Hey, Lao He, it's very punctual." ”

"Don't do it on time, Zhang Dacai personally invited me to dinner, even if I was a tryst, I didn't have it so punctually." He Ying watched Zhang Lang get into the car, put up gear and start, and sighed.

"Lover...... Oh my God, Lao He, you still have a lover, it's just crazy, you ......" Zhang Lang didn't expect He Ying, who had a serious face, to say such things that made people scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Ahem, it's just a dream lover, it's just a mouthful." When talking about this topic, He Ying was a little embarrassed and a little depressed.

"Dream lover? Why haven't I heard what you said? It's really strange, would you like to talk to me? Zhang Lang was interested, chatting like this, he and He Ying hadn't been there for a long time, of course, it was all because of the relationship between the Wuhu Gang.

"It's everyone's dream lover in Nancheng, hey, only she has that charm." He Ying drove the car and sighed.

"Damn, everyone's dream lover in the South City?" Zhang Lang was stunned, who is this talking about? Could it be me, yes, maybe I'm the only one who can do that.

Could it be that Lao He is interesting to himself, Zhang Lang suddenly felt a chill. However, Zhang Lang has obviously forgotten the principle of this proposition, that is, first of all, Zhang Lang does not seem to be the dream lover of Nancheng......

"I'll go, you won't know it!" Now it was He Ying's turn to be surprised, oh my God, there were people in Nancheng who didn't know who the public lover of Nancheng was, which was simply something he had never heard of or seen.

"Uh...... Could it be that the person you are talking about is famous? But I really don't know, tell me, who is it? Zhang Lang could see He Ying's incredible eyes from the rearview mirror, so he couldn't help but be curious.

“…… Forget it, you may not really know, that person is Nancheng TV's TV flower Anjura. He Ying was speechless to Zhang Lang.

This Zhang Lang is really a strange person, sometimes he seems to know everything, and sometimes he seems to be "ignorant of the world".

Anjura came to Nancheng three years ago, and three years later, with her mature temperament, cold appearance and kind but mysterious taste, she won the first place in the most popular public figure voted by the public in Nancheng, and became famous.

"Anjura...... I don't seem to know each other, but I don't think I'm going to have a good relationship with her. Zhang Lang only had a vague impression when he heard this name, and remembered that when the Gu Group was having dinner with the Gu sisters and Nian Keer, the person who reported RT-Mart's singing incident seemed to be Anjula.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for Anjula's report, Zhang Lang would not have suffered from the "unwarranted disaster" with Gu Mengnan.

This Anjura, for Zhang Lang, is not only not a "lover", but more like an "enemy".

"What? You have a relationship with the goddess Anjura! Quick, introduce me to me. When He Ying heard that Zhang Lang had a "relationship" with An Jiula, her eyes turned red with jealousy.

"Damn, I don't know, don't pull me, I'm in Chuanxiangyuan, stop quickly." Zhang Lang was simply speechless for this unscrupulous director.

You said that when you are with me Zhang Dacai, how about you maintain your usual honest and honest image? Even if it's half of it.

"Uh...... Okay, I'll park. He Ying stopped when he heard this, took off his seat belt, pulled on the handbrake, and sighed, as if he had just remembered that Zhang Lang's words were that his relationship with An Jiula was "not too good".

Zhang Lang knows some of He Ying's private affairs, He Ying has been widowed for many years, and has a daughter who is studying in a foreign university, after so many years alone, it is not easy to endure the flowers and flowers in society.

But He Ying herself also has many charms of her own.

He Ying herself is a political star in Nancheng, and she is also in the important position of the director of the Nancheng Branch, the popularity of women should be very good, why should she fall in love alone?

At that moment, Zhang Lang said: "Lao He, there are so many good women in the world, why hang yourself on a tree?" ”

"Hey, you are still young, you don't understand the charm of Goddess An......" He Ying got out of the car, his words were full of vicissitudes, and he looked at the sky lonely, showing the sadness that the old man only has.

Seeing He Ying posing alone, Zhang Lang was completely speechless.

He Ying was inexplicably a little happy when she saw that Zhang Lang was "speechless" to herself, thinking about how many times Zhang Lang hung up on his phone and how many times he was "embarrassed", and he finally made Zhang Lang helpless once, and his achievements were very great.

This may be regarded as one of the few achievements in the history of Director Ho who thinks that he has made great achievements, but in fact has not contributed to society at all.

It's not the first time for both of them to come to Chuanxiangyuan, Zhang Lang ordered a private room on the first floor - it's not that the boss of Chuanxiangyuan doesn't want to give Zhang Lang a VIP room, but Zhang Lang didn't take the initiative to ask for it.

Well, this time, the short and fat boss of Chuan Xiangyuan also took the initiative to come to the front desk, hoping to prevent Zhang Lang from further destroying the VIP room.

Although it is said that Zhang Lang will give money after the destruction, the repair after the destruction is really troublesome.

Now, a room on the second and first floors of Chuan Xiang Garden is in the process of being repaired.

Seeing Zhang Lang and He Ying walking into the private room on the first floor, nothing special happened, and the boss of Chuan Xiangyuan was slightly moved.

"Uncle Zhang Lang, don't destroy my Chuanxiang Garden this time." The short and fat boss of Chuan Xiangyuan prayed.

Zhang Lang didn't know at all how "deep" he was left on the boss of Chuanxiangyuan when he came to Chuanxiangyuan yesterday.

Can you imagine a guest tearing down two of your rooms in just one night?

Sometimes the boss of Chuanxiangyuan thinks that Zhang Lang must have graduated from Lan Xiang, otherwise how could there be such a good excavation technique?

The familiar red tables and chairs are still the same, the guests of honor are seated, and the young and beautiful, pleasant-looking waiters are waiting for the guests to place orders.

"Let's have a plate of old vinegar peanuts, stir-fried shredded potatoes, stewed carp......" Zhang Lang glanced at ten lines and ordered vegetables.

"Why are they all such light dishes? I think you were a carnivore. Would you like to order some beer or something? The Nancheng beer I drank yesterday tasted really good. He Ying felt very strange when he saw the dishes ordered by Zhang Lang, when Zhang Lang, a person known as "no meat and no joy", also ate vegetarian dishes.

"Do you want Southside beer?" The service lady asked Zhang Lang politely, although she was young, she had been working in Chuanxiang Garden for a year, and it could be seen that He Ying was completely dominated by Zhang Lang, and Zhang Lang was the owner of this order.

"No need for beer, bring me a cup of hot orange juice, Lao He's words, I'll give you a cup of oolong tea, I remember you like tea very much." Zhang Lang placed an order and handed it to the waiter.

"Yes, sir, please wait a minute." The service lady stepped back, her smile still lovely. After all, she knew that Zhang Lang was a VIP customer of Chuanxiangyuan and the number one financier of her hotel.

Seeing Zhang Lang's name and the behavior of ordering a drink without beer, He Ying's eyes widened, rubbed it vigorously, and looked at Zhang Lang again.

Zhang Lang was a little uncomfortable by He Ying.

"Ahem, Lao He, although I know I'm handsome, you don't have to keep staring at me, do you have flowers on my face? If you are really jealous of my handsomeness, you can go to the bird country or the stick country to have a plastic surgery according to my 'jade photo', and you will be as handsome as me. Zhang Lang's words contain full sincerity and humility that he thinks is very in place.

Hearing Zhang Lang's "self-selling and boasting" again, He Ying was very contemptuous.

However, He Ying kept staring at Zhang Lang, not despising Zhang Lang, but he didn't think that the person in front of him was the real Zhang Lang: "Xiao Zhang, you won't get sick." ”

“…… Why are you sick, the first thing you said to me today was to ask me if I was sick, why do you still ask me like that? Zhang Lang was speechless, is this old man confused?

Only you know if you are sick or not, why do you ask others if they are sick?

"If you're not sick, why don't you order meat when you order food, why don't you order beer when you eat? Don't say that you are taking care of my old man, I am only forty years old, and when a man is in the prime of life, he can still fight wine and eat meat with you, a young man. He Ying asked Zhang Lang rhetorically.

"Ahem, that's what happened," Zhang Lang poured He Ying a glass of water and said, "Isn't this the reason why I came to you for dinner today?" ”

"Besides, didn't you say that if you don't kill Second Master Gu, you won't get very close to me, so as not to affect me, but now you are blatantly inviting me to dinner, not afraid that you will hurt me?" He Ying said half-jokingly.

"It's worthy of Director He, you have already guessed what I discussed with you today, it's really a clever calculation." Zhang Lang took a sip of tea, feeling good, the boss of this Sichuan Xiangyuan gave himself and He Ying the best West Lake Longjing, it seems that sometimes VIP is not all pit people.

"What? Could it be that you really want to kill Second Master Gu now? He Ying couldn't believe it, the matter of Lin Feng Trading Group had only been a few days, and Zhang Lang was about to face Gu Erye, "You're not kidding?" ”

He Ying couldn't believe what Zhang Lang said, but the person who spoke was indeed Zhang Lang, and Zhang Lang had never done anything wrong so far, so He Ying was very entangled.

The water cup was pinched in He Ying's hand, but He Ying did not move the tea inside.

Zhang Lang knew that He Ying would ask this, and smiled slightly: "Director He, do you say that I am like a joker now?" ”