Sunday, July 23, 2017 - 9:11:29 PM

Maybe Wu Meng is too able to eat, or maybe the people Fang Wuwei has seen so far are too normal, when Wu Meng ate twelve chickens alive by himself, Fang Wuwei couldn't help but pull Wu Meng away.

Although Wu Meng looked reluctant, and there was still chicken hanging from the corner of his mouth, he was lucky that Wu Meng still had a little dignity as a human being - he packed another one and took it home to eat silently.

Fang Wuwei was in a trance all the way, he really couldn't understand, what kind of grudge did Wu Meng have with the chicken, did the chicken kill her parents? I almost swallowed the bones! Or will people be so able to eat in the future? No wonder people don't eat much meat in the future, according to Wu Meng's way of eating, even if the chickens in the chicken farm can grow up in two hours, it is estimated that they can't afford to consume, it is simply a nightmare for the chicken family! Giant pandas will not be national treasures in the future, and it will look good to put two chickens in the national treasure zoo.

Wu Meng's mouth was full of oil, and he was reluctantly pulled by Fang Wuwei. It's not that she doesn't want to wipe the oil off her face, Fang Wuwei has already wiped all the front positions of the white coat she gave her. Of course, if she could wipe the back, she would probably wear the white coat alive as an oilcloth.

"Number one! It's just that this genius has a better appetite lately, how can you deprive this genius of his happiness? Don't you know that depriving others of their happiness is just as sinful as hurting them? ”

Wu Meng held the packaged chicken in one hand, and was pulled by Fang Wuwei in the other, and said indignantly.

Now Fang Wuwei and his party are preparing to go to the café and drink the coffee highly recommended by Chu Chegan. After drinking coffee, go to Chu Chegan's house to borrow it for one night. Of course, Fang Wuwei thought about going back to No. 233 Longsheng Mansion, but when he thought of having to take a car for about six hours, he didn't know if there was a minibus at night. Even with bonus points, Wu Meng couldn't teleport. Fang Wuwei finally agreed to the decision to let his group live in Chu Chegan's house.

"It's not that I don't want you to eat, didn't you see that there was already a group of reporters taking pictures of you outside the restaurant?!" Fang Wuwei only felt that his brain had turned into a mess, and tightly pulled Wu Meng to follow Chu Chegan in front of him, heading towards the café.

Zheng Koumao walked next to Chu Chegan, and he didn't know why he looked a little embarrassed, like a flower waiting to be put in shame. It's just that Zheng Koumao's figure is there, no matter how he thinks about it, he can only make Fang Wuwei think of the overlord flower in the Amazon forest in Africa.

The café was near the commercial plaza, and Fang Wuwei and his party arrived quickly. It's not so much a café though, it's more of a small cottage. can make a villa near the business district as a façade, this café is estimated to be really worthy of the praise of Chu Chegan.

Fang Wuwei glanced at the various luxury cars parked outside the café, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart about the evil capitalism. If you let yourself bear the extravagant crime of hell like this, why should you let others break the vows? Why doesn't God understand his own sincere heart, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell?

As soon as you enter the café, you can smell a faint smell of coffee, which makes people relax. The decoration in the café is even more luxurious, with dusk lighting, with two or three seats that are not crowded, just like a delicately designed space, just right, one more is too gorgeous, and one less is too vulgar. It's the kind of feeling that the person feels very tall at first glance, but it seems that he can make himself very calm.

Fang Wuwei pulled Wu Meng, who had another shining face, and followed Chu Che to the third floor, Fang Wuwei saw the VIP room written on the door on the third floor, and complained about the evil capitalism in his heart.

The large VIP room on the first floor was empty, the smooth and dark blankets were neatly spread on the floor, and two beautiful round tables were placed on both sides of the room.

Chu Chegan walked to the round table on the left, beckoned, and asked Fang Wuwei and his party to sit with her.

Fang Wuwei silently looked at the Menu (menu) in his hand, this café doesn't know if it's too high-end or too pretend, all the coffee and pairings on the menu are written in English, although Fang Wuwei can barely understand it, but he also knows a little bit, the only thing he can see most clearly is to say a few hundred price figures in the back.

Just when Fang Wuwei was entangled in the life of capitalist erosion, a soft sound of opening the door suddenly came out of the door of the VIP room, attracting Fang Wuwei's attention.

"Squeak"

As the door slowly opened, the figure of a man gradually appeared in the field of vision of Fang Wuwei and his party.

The man was handsome and extraordinary, with black and vertical hair, slanted and straight sword eyebrows, slender black eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, and a slender and tall but not rough figure, like an eagle in the night. There was a faint smile in the corner of his mouth, as if the world was in his hands, and an aura of a domineering president instantly swept the audience.

Fang Wuwei watched it carefully for a long time, and the TV he saw yesterday suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Shangguan Aolin?!" Fang Wuwei couldn't help but let out a soft exhalation!

That man is the son of a wealthy man in the United States and Shangguan Aolin in the top three of the Asian Forbes list!

Shangguan Aolin's expression revealed a trace of exhaustion, and he slowly walked to another table, and a young waiter who followed him with stars in his eyes quickly pulled out a chair for him and handed over the menu.

"Hey, One, who's that man?"

Wu Meng's face was close to Fang Wu Wei's ears, and his two big eyes looked at Shangguan Aolin curiously, and whispered to Fang Wu Wei.

Fang Wuwei glanced at Shangguan Aolin with disdain, and then said:

"Shangguan Aolin, a rich and handsome rich son and entrepreneur in Asia, is it cool?" It's just that Fang Wuwei's tone has a little sour taste in it.

Wu Meng blinked his eyes twice, as if he was trying to recall something, and then gave up again, turned around and continued to look at the chicken on the table, and then drooled and said:

"No, it's just that I seem to have an impression of that person, but I don't remember where I saw him."

Fang Wuwei was stunned, but he was puzzled, why did this future person Wu Meng see Shangguan Aolin?

At this time, there was a slight "creak" sound from the door of the VIP room, and a rich man who didn't even want to take his name appeared!

Forget it, he'll call it a dragon set. The surname is Long, and the name is set one. By the way, because it was too troublesome to type the word "one", he directly called it "Dragon Set 1".

The detailed appearance of Dragon Set 1 is not described, imagine the murderer in Detective Conan, the all-black man, and then add the appearance of being thin and drug-addicted. And the background introduction of the dragon set 1 has been skipped for the time being.,Whatever he does.,Make up for it in your brain.,Thank you for your hard work.。

Long Tao 1 swaggered to the side of Shangguan Aolin, patted the table, and said arrogantly:

"Do you know who I am, uncle?"

Shangguan Aolin lowered his head, looked at the menu in his hand full of English, and didn't care about the person next to him at all, the taste of the domineering president was incisive, and he just replied lightly:

"Then do you know who Young Master Ben is?"

Dragon set 1 has been insulted like this since he was a child, and his face suddenly became darker! Note! This time it's so dark that you can't even tell if you've taken drugs!

Long Taoyi took out a butterfly knife from his pants! Brush brush shake up!

"Yo~he~ Dare to be stubborn with my uncle! Look at the uncle, don't give you a good taste! ”

Fang Wuwei, who was sitting on the other side, looked at this scene, and really couldn't understand that there would be a character like a gangster in such a tall café for Mao?! Is the clerk unpaid or what? If he was a clerk, he would have been dragged out by the boss to feed the dogs.

Shangguan Aolin heard the movement behind him, smiled slightly, stood up, turned around, his half-length black hair fluttered inexplicably, stretched out five fingers towards the dragon set 1, and then said slowly:

"Do you know how many people pretend to be B in front of Young Master Ben every day?"

Dragon Set 1 was stunned, the butterfly knife in his hand was still waving, and then carefully counted the fingers on Shangguan Aolin's hand:

"Six?"

Hearing Long Tao 1 say this, Shangguan Aolin showed a disdainful smile, put his hand back again, took out a stack of banknotes from his wallet, and put it on the table. Slowly walked towards the position of Fang Wuwei and his party, and then suddenly stopped, turned back to Long Tao 1 and said, his eyes revealed deep contempt:

"Hmph, a rookie dog who can't even count his fingers! Young Master Ben told you that there are 50 people who pretend to be B in front of Young Master Ben every day! ”

After finishing speaking, Shangguan Aolin smiled faintly again, the charming smile on his face, which made it difficult to let go, and he couldn't help but wonder why a person could be so handsome!

Shangguan Aolin silently walked towards Fang Wuwei, and then said softly. Then he quickly left the VIP room, leaving only Fang Wuwei and his party, as well as the dragon set 1 who was picking up the money on the table and a waiter.

Fang Wuwei just looked at the door that was still swaying in shock at this moment, and the words left by Shangguan Aolin kept echoing in his mind.

"Young Master Ben is very concerned about you."