Fortunately, although the luxury of the seven-star hotel in Saudi Arabia temporarily fascinated the eyes of young girls from middle-class countries, the pride and reserve peculiar to the citizens of Milijian made them quickly come back to their senses, and then Kerry naturally stood up, "I'm sorry, we want to go to the bathroom." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info", and two companions, guided by the waiter, into the bathroom of the restaurant.

a thick Roman column carved with ancient eros motifs;

Elegant marble floors with non-slip dark lines;

The crystal combed glass that occupies the front wall and the restaurant restrooms of the 'Sailing' are also gorgeously furnished like the top royal suites of ordinary tourist hotels.

After the convenience, he sat in front of the sofa table, smeared on his face with all kinds of top cosmetics provided by the hotel, and the only one among the three girls with a chocolate complexion couldn't help but shout excitedly: "Kerry, your vision is really accurate, I was going to starve if I lost my wallet, but I didn't expect you to take us to such a place for a big meal after only a few words." ”

Carey shrugged and said, "Sorry, dear Demolie, don't forget that I studied psychology in college.

The Mr. Zhang looks very plain, but in fact, a pair of TUI shoes costs at least 2,500 yuan, and he is still very young.

This kind of person would never be stingy when he had the opportunity to invite fellow fallen girls to lunch in a foreign country, but frankly, I didn't expect him to take us to such a luxurious place. ”

"Could he have any bad intentions?" The voice landed, sitting next to Dai Moli, another white girl among the three girls asked worriedly, causing Dai Moli to pout: "Joan, Joan, Joan."

Can you casually invite the girls you just met on the street to a seven-star hotel and eat a set meal from 800 meters, will there be a shortage of women?

And if he wanted to, I wouldn't mind having something happen to a generous and successful man on a foreign trip. At the end of the story, she had a pretended sexy expression on her face, and laughed with her companions.

At this moment, a Saudian lady wearing a traditional Middle Eastern robe walked into the bathroom, and when she saw the lively performance of the Milican girls, her eyes couldn't help but show surprise and surprise, and she hurriedly hid in the bathroom cubicle.

The three girls, who were laughing and making noise in public, also felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly put on makeup and slipped out of the bathroom.

Half a minute later, when they reappeared in their seats, their sweat-soaked faces had become radiant.

Although Zhang Longchu has never been able to understand the sloppy and sloppy eating of women in fast food restaurants and roadside stalls, he can't tolerate his strange mentality of eating without makeup in a high-end restaurant, but he didn't say anything smartly, pretended to be blind, looked at Carey and said: "Miss Carey, you just said that coming to Dubai is a holiday parade, can you tell me which university you are studying?" ”

"UCLA, we are all so," Carey replied with a smile, gesturing to his companion next to him, "Born in Los Angeles, raised in Los Angeles, and in Los Angeles from the first grade of elementary school to college, it was so monotonous to stay in the same city for more than 10 years, which is why I took advantage of the fall break to come to Asia for adventure." ”

"Oh, it sounds like your generation of Mi people have become much smarter," Hearing this, Zhang Longchu shrugged his shoulders and said jokingly: "When I used to go to middle school in Los Angeles, many people around me thought that Mi was the center of the world, and except for Los Angeles and New York, the rest of the world was backward and barbaric, and it was not worth visiting at all..."

Before he could finish his sentence, De Moli, who was sitting diagonally across from him, interjected with a smile: "We were surrounded by such arrogant fools when we were in middle school.

But Mr. Zhang, you should be a few years older than us at most, why are you talking so old-fashioned? ”

As he spoke, the waiter began to serve a variety of fresh fruit and vegetable salads, beef and camel meat grilled at the right temperature, and a variety of traditional Saudi dairy products on a silver plate.

"The more ups and downs you have experienced, the older your mentality will become." Zhang Longchu smiled at Dai Moli, replied like a poet, and then nodded as a gentleman as the owner, directly tore open a piece of barbecue meat with his hand, put it in his mouth, shrugged and said: "It is said that only by eating in this primitive and heroic way can you feel the unique charm of Saudi food, please 3 young ladies." ”

When the young girls, who had a lot of activity and had been hungry all morning, saw this scene, they only felt saliva jumping in their mouths, and one by one they couldn't care less and stretched out their hands to the table full of food.

The people of Milicon have the habit of communicating and chatting at the dinner table, and after eating a meal, Zhang Longchu confirmed a lot of information reported by Haihua intelligence agencies from the mouths of Kerry and others, and also learned about the real life of the ordinary people in the states of the United States during the 'red tide'.

This made him fall into deep thought, and silently thought: "The Milican government really voluntarily gave up the whole of South Rice, half of Africa, when the quality of life of the middle class in the territory has not declined significantly and the social welfare mechanism is functioning normally... This kind of decisiveness is really amazing.

And if this is the case in the federal states, China, which has a more effective and centralized government, should also maintain a national strength far beyond my initial expectations.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you thinking?" After filling his stomach and starting to enjoy the dessert after the meal, Kerry laughed and whispered with his companions about the deliciousness of the Burj Al Arab date cream, and finally found the owner's trance and asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm very happy that the situation in the Federation is much better than I expected, well, you know that the news on the Internet is hard to believe these days." Zhang Longchu came back to his senses, smiled and replied casually.

"You said at the gold bazaar that you hadn't been back to Los Angeles for a long time, how long had that been?" Hearing this, Kerry asked curiously.

Hearing this, Zhang Longchu couldn't help flashing countless memories of the past, and said with a long sigh: "It's been more than ten years, since I left the Federation at the age of 16, I went back once, and I still went to New York and Boston. ”

"It looks like you miss your hometown, so why don't you go back?" Looking at Zhang Longchu's deep and abrupt eyes, Kerry couldn't help but blurt out and asked again.

Later, seeing that Zhang Longchu didn't answer immediately, the girl apologized embarrassedly and said, "Oh, I don't want to, I want to inquire about your privacy, I'm sorry..."

"There's nothing to apologize for," before she finished speaking, Zhang Longchu waved his hand magnanimously, interrupting Kerry's words, "The reason why I can't go back to the Federation, in fact, people all over the world can figure it out, and it's not privacy." As he spoke, he suddenly stood up and bowed slightly rather formally: "Okay, 3 young ladies."

It's a pleasure to have lunch with you, and thank you for everything you've told me, and as a thank you, I'll provide you with enough money to make up for the wallets you lost in the morning, and make sure you can complete the rest of your holiday trip comfortably, goodbye. After that, he left his seat and turned around and walked towards the elevator.

Before a few Mi girls could react, they saw that Zhang Longchu's back had disappeared into the top restaurant of the Burj Al Arab, and they couldn't help but look at each other for a while before coming back to their senses, Dai Moli spread her hands and lowered her voice in surprise first: "Let's go, he actually left like this, and he said so many inexplicable things before leaving, what a strange person." ”

"Why, if he doesn't leave, do you really want to have something to do with him?" Hearing this, Kerry also said with a low grin.

"Oh, he's quite charismatic, but he ends up acting so weirdly, and I don't like weirdos at all." Demorly shrugged half jokingly, half earnestly.

When the words landed, Carey laughed even harder, patted Joan beside him and said, "Dear Joan, do you hear, De Moli said that she doesn't like weirdos, but among the boyfriends she has dated, which one is not a weirdo..."

But at this time, Joan did not respond to the laughter of his companions, staring straight at Zhang Longchu's seat just now, and suddenly confirmed in a dry voice: "Kerry, what did Mr. Zhang say his name in the gold market just now?" ”

"Longchu.zhang," Carey asked with a forced smile as he resisted Demory's itching, "What's wrong?" ”

Qiong Wen ignored his companion's question, tremblingly took out his mobile phone, downloaded a picture editing software after logging on to the Internet, and took a screenshot of a high-definition news picture, fiddled with it for a while, put his mobile phone on the dining table, pointed to the screen and said in a trembling voice: "You guys, look at who this is." ”

"Pause, pause, pause, Joan called us, Joan told us something..."Kerry, who lost the 'battle' with Demory, took this opportunity to shout in a low voice, picked up his phone, and looked at the screen, "Isn't this Mr. Zhang who had dinner with us just now."

Oh, Joan, it's rude when you secretly took a picture of him. ”

"Kerry, what you're seeing now isn't the photo I just took," Joan replied dryly, "It's a news picture I took from the Internet, and then used retouching software to change my hairstyle, adjust the shade of my skin tone, and change the shape of my beard." ”

Speaking of this, she choked slightly, and then continued almost groaning: "Sister, sisters, I think, I think, that Mr. Zhang just now did not lie about his identity, joking with us, we, ours is indeed to meet the Star Swallowing Emperor, and with him, and have lunch with him..."