Mr. Ping likes to eat Chinese food, and the restaurant he chooses is also a Chinese restaurant - to be precise, this should be his family's private restaurant.

A beautiful girl in a cheongsam brought up the dishes one by one and visited the table - Chinese food cares about the presentation and the taste, and each dish looks like a work of art, making people a little reluctant to move their chopsticks.

"Ahh......h

The bracelet shimmered in a pale blue glow there, and it looked like she was in the process of being high-performance - okay, okay, Suzhi has always had this hidden foodie attribute.

It is said that she loves to drink, eats delicious food, and is usually always lazy, and always looks like she sees through the world - but why is her body a poor blonde little Lori instead of a black long straight lazy big sister?

And then again, why is her figure so barren? Could it be because her body was actually a man?

It's possible.

Han Mu fell into thought.

"Are you thinking something rude there?" Suzhi stopped being demanding about the food in front of him, and then keenly noticed that something was wrong.

"I'm wondering why Suzhi is a man, and I'm a woman."

Han Mu naturally changed the subject, and then asked this question that he had always been curious about.

"I always feel like that's not what you thought about before." Suzhi snorted coldly there, and then began to explain, "Beings like us don't really care about gender anymore - so even if I'm a man, I'll like you." ”

Speaking of this, Su Zhi paused for a moment, and then said in a mocking voice: "I can also become a man, are you interested?" ”

Han Mu pondered for a moment, and then said very seriously, "I'm sorry, I haven't reached that realm yet. ”

He really couldn't accept a man - both physically and psychologically......

But if you really become a man......

Maybe he can try.

"Cut." Su Zhi skimmed Han Mu, and then continued: "Ah, I want to eat, I want to eat......"

"Calm down and be polite now...... If you really want to eat, I'll take you back to eat enough. ”

A lot of cold sweat broke out on Han Mu's face, he was doing business, if Su Zhi let go of eating, such a table would basically not be enough for her to eat - and how could he explain to Mr. Ping that the food that mysteriously disappeared on the table?

"I know...... But although I know, I still can't stand it......" The crystal on the bracelet has begun to turn bright red, "Woo, I really want to eat, watching the food being eaten by others and not being able to eat it myself is simply the biggest torture." ”

Calm down! You must be calm! And why don't you go berserk if you don't eat! It's not scientific!

Han Mu felt a lot of sweat on his head.

"What's wrong? Are these meals not to taste? Ping Lao looked at Han Mu, whose face was a little strange, and asked a little puzzled.

"No, it's delicious."

Han Mu responded with a smile.

It's better to say that the things here are so delicious that my little bracelet is a little unstable.

In order to make Suzhi more stable, Han Mu picked up the chopsticks and began to eat them.

Well, that's fragrant.

He felt his trembling even more.

Skin: Han Mu is still very happy.

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Very things can only be negotiated at the dinner table, and I don't know when this unspoken rule was formed.

And it's often accompanied by a lot of alcohol.

- Of course, a character like Ping Lao doesn't bother to pour alcohol on a junior at all.

"I can't help you on the surface, I can only cut off contact with the old Han family over there." Ping Lao drank tea and said, "You should also know why." ”

"Of course I do." Han Mu made a gesture of throwing the trash can.

Ping Lao was stunned for a moment, then laughed, he held his stomach and said, "It should indeed be thrown in the trash." Throw them in the trash and you'll probably have peace in the world. ”

"That's what I thought too." Han Mu rolled his eyes upward.

"If only you understood." Old man Ping squinted his eyes and said, "That's enough." ”

"That's enough."

Han Mu nodded solemnly.

"If you do this, I will help you suppress the turmoil in the real economy next, but don't make things too big, there is a degree of interest in this, you have to understand, it's not that we always guard this old grass house, but sometimes the money for demolishing the old grass nest is much more than the money earned by Babao Linglongtai."

"I understand." Han Mu got up, and then assured the old man in front of him: "You must know that there is no Han Zuo in this Han family. ”

"There is no Han Zuo anymore......"

There was a trace of trance in Old Man Ping's eyes, and he suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest, and he also thought of something a long, long time ago in his mind.

He remembered that he was walking on the green brick road with a big cigarette pouch in his mouth, drinking tea, and wearing a Tang costume, when he was met by a man in a suit, wearing a top hat, squinting his eyes, and not knowing what to think there.

The kid always came to him to ask for a cup of tea, and he looked chic and elegant, but he was all over the world.

It was a young maniac, but all the things he did when he were crazy were successful. Ping Lao also felt that person was powerful, and the time for a cup of tea had topped the situation for decades.

He intended to train that kid, but that kid was even more powerful than him.

Rao is like this, the boy still came to him to ask for a cup of tea.

The old boy grew old and disappeared, leaving only a moth in the ground, and his old bastard hid and lost his sharpness.

He's gone, gone.

Later, Ping Lao learned that he was dead.

It's not big, but it's dead.

Is......

Ping Lao was a little in a trance, and he saw Han Mu in front of him again, the young man looked very much like the old boy at that time, and he was also the black windbreaker, the weird-looking top hat, and the cheap look of squinting and smiling.

But that's not the same person he used to be.

Ping Lao sighed.

"I'll help you." Ping Lao nodded.

Han Mu stood up and bowed to Elder Ping.

Ping Lao looked at Han Mu in front of him, he pondered there for a while, and then suddenly said, "Han Mu, do you have a girlfriend?" ”

Han Mu was stunned for a moment, and then his face twitched slightly.

"There it is."

"Tsk, that's a pity." The old man sighed.

Han Mu: "......"