Ji Muchen just wanted to sneer at each other, and a tall girl walked in outside the door, although her dress was not as fashionable as Shan and Ji, but it was a genuine brand with a lot of price.

"Excuse me, isn't Mr. Pang here yet?" The girl also sat down fiercely. The couch sank deeply, "You two are also contestants?" Hehe, I'm lucky to be in the semi-finals. It's a pity that no matter how good luck you meet me, it's useless...... Strength speaks! ”

She was bragging to herself, but Shan Zhiyu and Ji Muchen almost said in unison: "You are Fu Chengxin!" ”

Fu Cheng blinked his eyes inexplicably, looking very innocent: "Dizzy!" You've seen through it. I didn't think I was famous. What, did you buy my records? ”

That's right, it's her! She has been fond of literature and art since she was a child, and wants to enter the entertainment industry, but her singing level is below average, her father dotes on her very much, in order to make her dream come true, he did not hesitate to hire a music team to create an album for her, release it at her own expense, and she thought she had become a star. Shan Zhiyu was sure that it was her, and she faintly felt bad.

Ji Muchen sneered: "It's really a noble person who forgets things, do you still think that the two of us are your fans?" Just your two voices, in the past, when I just yelled at KTV, the waiter thought that the audio was broken, and it turned out to be your natural sound for a long time......"

Fu Chengxin suddenly realized: "It turns out that ...... It turned out to be you! Morning Chicken! She felt like she was being teased, and her face turned crimson.

Ji Muchen was also annoyed, jumped up and shouted, "Sure enough, you spread this nickname to me at the beginning!" ”

"You two stop arguing! What does it look like to be seen by Mr. Pang? Shan Zhiyu stopped angrily, but felt that things were not so simple, why did the three playmates from junior high school reunite? And also in a state of involuntary coincidence? And their parents are all big names on the rich side?

Just when the three of them were puzzled, they heard a burst of laughter outside, and saw a gray-haired old man walk in, needless to say, it must be Mr. Pang. He wears only a plain T-shirt, which can be found in the city's department stores and underground supermarkets. There are no jewelry on his neck and hands, which is very different from the kind of merry old rich man with big sunglasses and bells and whistles that Shan Zhiyu originally estimated in his heart. However, he is very good at choosing materials and matching, and several different colors are blended together, which makes people's hearts warm and looks very energetic. Although Guozi's face is also wrinkled, it is by no means as clear as the scars on the faces of the same age like the scars left by knife cuts, and it can be said that his skin is well maintained, there is no yellowing or roughness, and there is not even greasy. Although the hair is bleached and dyed black, the hair quality is still good, there is no tendency to thinning or hair loss, and the real traces of age can only be found in the silver threads around the ears and temples. Although he is not young, the blazing spirit that inadvertently overflows his eyes shows the vigor of vitality, and he is neither hunched over, nor stumbling when he walks, and his gestures are full of nobility and majesty. The sound of laughter was made by a young girl, about the same age as the three in the room, also bright and beautiful, and very revealingly dressed, with almost only a strap loosely tied at the back, a low collar, a plump breasts looming, a short skirt only slightly covering the base of the thighs, only two fleshy snow-white swaying unscrupulously.

Shan Zhiyu and the others all sank in their hearts, feeling that they had made a mistake, the little fox in front of them was obviously more scheming than them, and they had visited Old Man Pang in the villa long before the semi-finals, so that the winning side would be much greater. In addition, they all thought that this old man was really shameless, and the little fox was enough to be his granddaughter, but his lustful eyes obviously didn't mean that.

"What's going on?" Ji Muchen suddenly shouted.

Shan Zhiyu and Fu Chengxin couldn't hide their surprise, staring blankly at the scantily clad girl.

Qi Miao also blinked her eyes, screamed "ho", her expression was quite complicated, and she said leisurely: "Oh! Ji Muchen ......! There is also a single Zhiyu! You...... Are you Fu Chengxin? …… How did you do it? I thought you both already had boyfriends. If you don't have one, you don't have to come here...... Love needs fate. ”

Shan Zhiyu smiled: "Love needs fate, and storytelling needs talent." She turned to the old man and smiled very sweetly: "Hello Mr. Pang." Ji Muchen and Fu Chengxin also hurriedly greeted each other, revealing the smile they thought was the most charming.

Mr. Pang smiled "hehe" and said kindly and generously: "Well, okay, they have all grown up." ”

Shan Zhiyu didn't know why, and they all copingly laughed with each other, but they thought in their hearts, what a lustful old man, when he grows up, he should marry you, an old man buried in the loess to his neck?

"Mr. Pang, do you want to start telling the story now?" Ji Muchen is an anxious person.

Mr. Pang waved his hand: "No, don't worry. I like to live alone, so I don't have any servants at home, and I usually eat simply. It's different now, it's all because Qi Miao, the kid, is sensible, and often cooks for me and adjusts the taste. We had dinner together tonight, and all the dishes were cooked for me. ”

Shan Zhiyu and the other three all glanced at Qi Miao with disdain, but Qi Miao pretended not to see it, and still pretended to be innocent.

Mr. Pang continued: "It seems, you all know each other? ”

Shan Zhiyu nodded and said, "Yes, we happen to be junior high school classmates." She rushed to answer every time, because she was confident that her voice was tactful and she wanted to make a good impression on Mr. Pang.

Mr. Pang stretched out his hand and invited everyone to enter the restaurant. The restaurant is large, with large tables large enough for more than 20 people to eat together, with white candles with a strong Western flavor.

Qi Miao has already served plates of cold dishes and meat, all of which are home-cooked side dishes, without any extravagance. Only there was a hole in the center of the table, and there was liquefied gas underneath the fire, and an old soup pot was served with great difficulty, and a few plates of raw mutton and various seafood were lined up. It seems that hot pot is the staple food tonight, simple and chic.

After everyone sat down, Mr. Pang said solemnly: "Four distinguished guests, let's have a simple meal, mainly to talk about business. First of all, I would like to state one of my requests, which may embarrass you, but I think it is best to make it clear before the start of the game, so as not to cause a lot of unnecessary trouble and greater embarrassment and misunderstanding. ”

The four girls expressed no opinion: "You say what you say, the guest is as you please." ”

"Very well," said the old man, clearing his throat, "I am very old, and I am afraid that I am equal to the age of three of you, and I will not be shy about that." Secondly, I was married. However, I still have a request, I want to find a real yellow flower girl to be a wife, if there are non-virgins among you, then it is best not to think that you can get away with it, please give up now so as not to waste time. I may say this a bit excessively, but it is also necessary in the long run. ”

The faces of the four girls couldn't help but be hot, but after they looked at each other, no one stood up.