Chapter Ninety-Seven: Zhao Le
Looking at Lao Zhao's excited appearance, I was a little speechless. It's just that his son is coming home, is a boss with a net worth of tens of millions so excited.
But more ...... In fact, it is envy.
My parents died young, and I was raised by my grandfather, who was very kind and loving to me, but he was a reserved person. He would just steam me a bowl of egg custard and touch my head......
When grandpa saw me, he would never be as excited as Lao Zhao.
Soon we met Zhao Changfa's son Zhao Le, this is a thin young man, he does not have the temperament of the rich second generation, and his appearance is also very ordinary, and it is estimated that the appearance of the rich third generation will be greatly improved.
Zhao Le's girlfriend's name is Chu Qian, she is a very beautiful girl, but she doesn't seem to have much courage, she has been holding Zhao Le's arm and hiding behind him, and her face is a little pale.
"Lele, Qianqian, are you having fun today, is the money enough to spend, how is Qianqian's body?"
Chu Qian bit her lip and responded like a mosquito:
"Thank you uncle for your concern, me, I'm much better......"
Lao Zhao rubbed his big hands, looking at Zhao Le and Chu Qian, how happy he looked.
But Zhao Le was a little impatient:
"Dad, Qianqian is tired, I'll take her to rest first......"
Lao Zhao stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Le and said:
"Eh, don't be busy, I'll introduce you to these two strange people."
"This Mr. Geng Hui (the real name of the gray mouse) is very famous in the cultural and entertainment circles in our city, and many collectors know that he has great powers."
"This is a friend of Mr. Geng Hui, surnamed Han, so you can call him Mr. Han. This Mr. Han is a person with great skills......"
After experiencing being soothed by my true qi to soothe my addiction to alcohol, Zhao Changfa was convinced of me, and I blushed from touting it.
"Mr. Zhao is really awarded, we are just ordinary people in the market, we are also honored to solve some troubles for you." The gray mouse is a human spirit, this guy is too good at talking.
Zhao Le frowned, looked at me and the gray mouse with a gloomy face, and there was a thick suspicion in his eyes, it was normal for an educated young man like him not to believe in us.
Moreover, the gray mouse was wearing a pickle-like shirt, and my jacket was also dusty, and we did look like charlatans from the image.
However, Zhao Le still gave him Lao Tzu a lot of face, nodded reluctantly, and then took his girlfriend upstairs.
Lao Zhao followed behind and shouted:
"Lele, come down to eat after a while, your mother will cook herself tonight and make up for Qianqian's body......"
"There is also a cool breeze at home, Dad can solve it soon, so that Qianqian doesn't have to worry about ......"
"Watch out for the steps!"
Lao Zhao kept watching Zhao Le and Chu Qian go upstairs, so he smiled apologetically at us:
"Let the two of you see the joke, my son is good at everything, but his temperament is too awkward...... Brother Han, what do you think we should do first? ”
I thought about it for a moment and said:
"We'll continue to check your body tomorrow, so let's feel the cool breeze blowing on the back of your neck today."
So Zhao Changfa took me and the gray mouse and walked around the mansion, and all the rooms were visited.
Saw Zhao Changfa said that no matter when and where, even if he was talking to his son in the living room sun, the cool breeze would suddenly blow.
guest room, study, bathroom, Lao Zhao's room...... Except for Zhao Le's room, which was not very convenient, we went around all the other places, but we still didn't feel the cool breeze, and we didn't even feel a trace of discomfort.
The layout of the Zhao family's mansion is very reasonable, the lighting in every room is very good, the yang energy is very abundant, living in this kind of place is naturally open-minded and energetic, no wonder Lao Zhao has a strange illness and is so good.
"Little Brother Han, do you see anything?" Lao Zhao had some expectations.
I shook my head, this villa couldn't be cleaner, and I didn't feel the wind all the way.
Lao Zhao didn't care either, and said:
"My daughter-in-law is cooking tonight, just so that you can also taste her craftsmanship, I will arrange a room for you first."
The gray mouse and I were arranged in a room with two beds, which was in better condition than a hotel room, and there were all kinds of rare ornaments everywhere.
"Tsk! Boss Zhao has a lot of good goods at home, and such a good bottle dares to mess around at will! ”
When he came in, he couldn't take his eyes off the gray mouse.
I gave him a blank look:
"Don't be happy, eighty percent of it is fake, Zhao Changfa is a very pragmatic person, he shouldn't waste money on this kind of thing."
The gray mouse looked at them one by one, and sure enough, they were all fake, and they suddenly felt bored.
I lay on the soft bed, thinking about Zhao Changfa's strange illness of alcoholism, and what was going on with the yin wind in the mansion, and I fell asleep thinking about it.
It was already two hours after I woke up again, and the gray mouse woke me up to eat.
At the previous banquet, because of motion sickness, I didn't move my chopsticks a few times, and when I went to the restaurant to smell the aroma of the food, my stomach growled.
Zhao Changfa's wife is called Zhang Ying, and she can only be said to be average, a little rich, but she is very kind at first glance. Her cooking is not as good as that of a hotel chef, but it has a very homely taste.
Lao Zhao beckoned me and the gray mouse to sit down, and after a while, Zhao Le also came over with the timid Chu Qian.
Chu Qian was next to Zhao Le, and even the dishes were picked up by Zhao Le, which made me curious about what she was afraid of.
Zhao Changfa and Zhang Ying looked at Zhao Le and Chu Qian so affectionately, and their eyebrows and eyes were smiling.
"Look at Lele and Qianqian, what a match!"
"yes, it's a ...... to see these two kids come together"
"Shhhh Don't say it! ”
I sighed helplessly and silently chopped the rice, this kind of scene made me a little uncomfortable.
But at this time, Lao Zhao, who was sitting next to me, suddenly sweated profusely and whispered:
"Little Brother Han, I seem to be addicted to alcohol, can you help me press it, Qianqian is still ......"
I nodded, Lao Zhao loves his son so much, naturally he doesn't want to make a fool of himself in front of his son's girlfriend.
I took Lao Zhao's veins, wisps of true qi traveled through his meridians, and Lao Zhao's face calmed down a lot.
And this is not much consumption for me, far less troublesome than probing Lao Zhao's body inch by inch, so I smiled and said:
"With me here, Mr. Zhao can have a few drinks."
When it comes to drinking, Zhao Changfa's eyes light up! Drinking a little is pleasant, drinking a lot hurts his body, he is a good drinker, if he can really suppress his addiction to alcohol, he will definitely be willing to drink two glasses.
So Lao Zhao personally went to the wine cabinet to choose a bottle of old wine, and he didn't use a cup, so he took a small sip.
I can clearly feel that after drinking, Lao Zhao's blood flow rate, nervous excitability, and especially gastrointestinal peristalsis are very active...... But this was easily suppressed by me with my true qi.
Gastrointestinal, I think I can roughly determine the scope of Lao Zhao's disease.
"Comfortable! It's been a long time since I've been so happy, let's have two drinks with Dad! ”
Lao Zhao drank wine, but he was not addicted to alcohol, and he wanted to drink with Zhao Le in a good mood, it is estimated that Xiao Zhao inherited his genes and also liked the things in the cup.
But Zhao Le frowned slightly, and Chu Qian covered her nose even more, her face became more and more pale, as if she was about to vomit.
"No, Mom and Dad, we're full."
After speaking, Zhao Le helped Chu Qian to escape and left, this move was quite weird, and even a little embarrassed.
"Do these two people hate drinking so much?" I tilted my head, a little confused.
When Zhao Le and Chu Qian left, they happened to pass by the gray mouse.
And as soon as they left, the gray mouse's face turned white and became very ugly.