After leaving the house, the fat man finally breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to get close to Li Tiejun, when the mobile phone in his pocket rang, and after answering, a slightly strange tone came from inside, but a sweet female voice came from inside: "Mr. Gao Sheng, you didn't let me at all at the auction, so I asked you to settle accounts-" Although he said that he was settling accounts, his tone was extremely tempting and inducing. △↗ Top Novel,www.

"The big Yanmar - no, you're the foreign girl!" The fat man didn't expect that the other party would find his head, which was a bit unexpected, so he blurted out.

A provocative voice came from the other end of the phone: "Jindi Western Restaurant, do you dare to come?" ”

"Who is afraid of whom, is this considered the willow tops on the moon, and people are about after dusk." Brother Badou just laughed a few words, and suddenly felt a spicy gaze, looked up, and saw Li Tiejun staring at him with a blue face.

It's over, hooking up with other women in front of my brother-in-law, isn't this looking for a smoke-the fat man twitched lightly on his face, then hung up the phone, and said in a sneering voice: "That girl is probably a spy in Little Japan, and she wants to use beauty tricks on me, so I'm going to push the boat down the river and explore the depths-"

"Probe the depth, what way are you going to probe the depth!" Li Tiejun roared in a low voice, thinking that he was already extremely angry.

Only then did Brother Badou realize the ambiguity in his words, and he didn't expect that this brother-in-law had a straight face all day long, and he was still a little humorous. So he said twice: "It just so happens that I don't have a bottom in my heart, why don't you follow and protect me?" ”

"To be your bodyguard, you are not qualified enough!" Li Tiejun simply turned his face and no longer cared about this dead fat man. At first glance, I saw that this guy was a pervert. How can you rest assured that your sister will marry this kind of goods?

"Don't go into the tiger's den. It's easy for me to put myself in danger—" The fat man walked out of the hotel with a chattering mouth.

And after Li Tiejun hesitated, he still made a phone call. Soon, there was a tail behind the fat man, this was a very ordinary-looking woman, there was no eye-catching place on her body, and she was about to follow Brother Badou.

The fat man was obviously unaware of this qiē. took out his mobile phone and flipped through it, and finally decided to call Sun Pseudo-Nan, because he was not familiar with this place, he always had to know where the Golden Emperor Western Restaurant was. As for why he didn't call others, it was mainly among the people that Brother Badou knew, and only this Sun pseudo-man was sitting on the ground.

Mr. Connotation

On the other end of the phone, Sun Pseudo-man's more neutral voice came: "Which one?" ”

If Brother Badou's eyes can really penetrate a distance of several kilometers and see the other party's mobile phone, then you can see that the name displayed on Sun Pseudo-Nan's phone just now is the very special name "Fat Pig".

"I'm Badou, Senior Brother Sun—Senior Sister Sun. I ask you something, where is the Golden Emperor Western Restaurant? Brother Badou asked grinningly.

Sun Shuya couldn't help but be stunned. Jindi Western Restaurant is still relatively famous in Jinling City, not because of the dishes there, but because it is a famous romantic place, known as "asking a lover to go to Jindi".

In this way, Sun Pseudo-Nan's heart suddenly panicked, and his handsome face turned a little red: Is this guy going to ask me out, so should I go or go?

People are so strange sometimes, although it has only been a few days since they came into contact with this fat pig, but the majestic body of Brother Badou has been deeply imprinted in Sun Pseudonan's heart, and it can no longer linger. This is probably the so-called depth of hatred and the cut of love.

For a long time, even Sun Pseudo-Nan himself seemed to ignore his gender a little, but since she met the fat man, the female instinct in her body began to revive rapidly.

"Don't chirp, do you know how to give a happy word, or not a man." Badou waited for a long time with the phone and didn't move, so he was a little anxious.

Sun Pseudo-Nan was also anxious when he heard this, and he didn't care about the hot face: "You wait a minute, I'll go change a dress-" After making a lot of determination, Sun Pseudo-Nan decided to go out and buy a dress immediately. She couldn't even remember the last time she wore a dress, was it five or six?

"What kind of clothes are you changing, are you wasting my phone bill, and there are still people waiting for me at the Golden Emperor!" The fat man raised his voice and looked very angry.

And even more angry was Sun Pseudo-Nan, who yelled at the phone: "You go to death-" and then raised the phone high, wanting to fall to the ground, but finally held back: I want to see who you stupid pig is dating!

This guy must have a mental illness, and he said it well just now, how can he start a temper - someone who labeled Sun Pseudo-Nan as a mental illness in his heart had to ask the security guard at the door, and he didn't expect that this Golden Emperor Western Restaurant was very famous, and the security guard told him that as long as he got into a taxi casually, the driver could send him.

Less than half an hour later, Brother Badou appeared under the bright neon lights of the Golden Emperor Western Restaurant, only to see that all the people who came in and out were in pairs, and the eyes were full of people holding their arms around their waists, and there were many international friends. Brother Badou couldn't help pouting: I don't think this is a place to eat.

called back a phone call and asked for the location, Brother Badou Shi Shiran walked into the door, but he was unexpectedly blocked: "Sir, you are not allowed to enter the store if you are not well-dressed." ”

The fat man looked down at his old shirt, as well as the big pants on the lower body and the slippers at the bottom: "It's quite complete, what's not tidy?" ”

When I first arrived in Jinling, because the weather was too hot, and the fat man was a person who didn't pay much attention to dress, he was so comfortable how to come.

Looking at the handsome men and women around him, all of them looked like dogs in suits and leather shoes, and the fat man couldn't help but mutter: "The world is going down, who knows if it's gold and jade, and it's ruined." These days, people with such connotations as me are becoming less and less popular. While talking, he said that the big belly was snapping, and I didn't know how much connotation there was.

The waiter in front of the door frowned, and was just about to greet the security guard, when he saw this Mr. Connotation take out the phone and call out, and soon, a blonde and blue-eyed ** foreign girl came out of the restaurant, gave the fat man a very close hug, and took a bite on the fat face.

"We don't seem to know each other this well—" Brother Badou wiped his face twice with the back of his hand and put it in front of him to take a look. Okay. Bright red, bright red.

"My name is Maria. Little Fat Brother, your watch at the auction is amazing, it's my idol! The big Yanma directly grabbed Brother Badou's arm, put his whole body on his body, and snuggled into the door. The waiter hesitated, but in the end he did not stop.

Could it be that the foreign girls are so enthusiastic - the fat man entered the door as if he had been kidnapped, and his body was a little stiff at first, but he quickly got used to it. Holding his head high, walking among a group of polite men in suits and leather shoes, like a fat pig entering a flock, which is particularly eye-catching, attracting people's sideways glances, they all subconsciously avoid, a little shy and embarrassed.

The fat man had no self-awareness, and as he walked, he looked at the splendid decorations in the restaurant. As I walked, I heard a snickering around me, as if someone was saying something "Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden" or something.

Even Maria beside him was a little overwhelmed. Subconsciously pick up the pace. Unexpectedly, Brother Badou suddenly stopped. Look up at the restaurant's ceiling, which is a giant oil painting with a variety of figures and bright colors. Western restaurants, the decoration style is naturally more Westernized.

Just like you, can you understand? The gentlemen in suits and leather shoes next to them scoffed.

After looking at it for a while, Brother Badou suddenly pointed with his hand: "The one wearing a big robe and having a circle of light on the back of his head must be Taishang Laojun, this should be the story of the Romance of the Gods, strange, the bare-ass child must be Nezha, but why didn't he step on the Hot Wheels under his feet?" ”

Although there was little noise in the Western restaurant, there was still a burst of irrepressible laughter around: this guy is so funny that he can see Jesus as the old man, and God and angels are stunned as the romance of the gods.

The scene is very interesting now, a circle of well-dressed people are gathered around, watching Brother Badou in big pants pointing out the country and inspiring words. As for Maria beside Brother Badou, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into: I knew that this guy was so unbearable, so I didn't choose here, it's a shame -

The manager of the restaurant didn't look like a word, and was just about to come over, but a foreigner with long hair squeezed out of the crowd, this guy staggered to the fat man, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of wine, muttering a bird language that Badou couldn't understand, and patted the fat man's shoulder vigorously while talking.

The fat man didn't understand, but it didn't mean that the people around him couldn't understand, and someone who knew French began to whisper to help explain: "This gentleman praised that fat man for his good eye-"

Don't take the words of a drunk seriously - everyone is in the middle of a common mind.

Later, someone went on to explain: "This gentleman said that the faces of oil paintings are painted according to the proportions of Oriental faces. ”

Almost everyone looked up, not to mention, the figures on the ceiling oil paintings, the more they looked, the more they looked like Orientals. Later, some people laughed self-deprecatingly, and then shook their heads and left: alas, what kind of gentleman is still here, but it is not as good as a drunkard and a dirt bun—

The drunken foreigner had a sense of confidant with the fat man, took the fat man's shoulders and walked forward, and then pointed to an oil painting on the wall and said something.

"He told you to take a look at the work." Maria made a cameo as a translator, and she wanted to see if this fat man had a bad stomach or if he really had connotations.

Brother Badou pouted: "Is it still necessary to appreciate this kind of fake, it can only be said that it is more similar to copying." ”

When Maria translated for the drunkard, the guy burst out laughing, and his wild laughter could be heard throughout the restaurant.

The manager finally couldn't help but come up to dissuade him, and if he continued to get it, the western restaurant would be more lively than the food stalls.

"You are the most discerning Chinese I have ever met, and I told them that the painting was a fake, but they said that the boss spent a lot of money to buy it from a foreign auction. You're the first to support me, and I'm sure to treat you to a drink! Despite the manager's dissuasion, the drunkard danced and shouted and laughed.

Of course, the manager knew the origin of the painting, and the boss spent hundreds of thousands of euros on it. He didn't like to drink, and his international friends argued, so he scolded the fat man: "Do you know oil painting, just run here and talk nonsense!" ”

The fat man shook his head, he really didn't know how to paint. (To be continued......) I527