Chapter 72: Cholera

"I've seen it, but there is only one, or when there was a car accident on the street a few years ago, it was miserable!"

"I've seen more, how many people have shed blood and died on the frontier?"

"Do you know that in the Frontier?"

"That hand, it's frozen and I can't move anymore, but it's still there!"

"The eyebrows and eyelashes are all frozen crystals, you know?"

"What about the people who do things?"

"Eating hot pot, singing songs, blowing heat!"

Chu Xiangnan smiled contemptuously.

"Thinking about how to do things all day!"

"So, what qualifications do they have?"

Chu Xiangnan sighed.

"I don't know much about what you're saying, but I also hope that everyone is safe, you kid give me a thorough understanding of the old man!"

The old bear said with a smile

"You told that girl just now, you are the Northwest God of War, you tell me, are you?"

"I didn't just say it, I am!"

Chu Xiangnan replied.

"Chinese don't lie to Chinese!"

"Tell me honestly!"

"I am!"

Chu said to the south.

"Ouch, that's a shame!"

The old bear gave a thumbs up.

"You, the god of war, are full of food, what are you doing here?"

"Peace, whoever makes trouble, I flattened whom!"

Chu Xiangnan said with a smile.

"Can you beat others?"

Old Bear asked again.

"If you can't fight, you have to fight."

"I just heard what that girl said about the old god of war, what Ye Tianjun, what Tang nameless, so many people, aren't you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of?"

Chu Xiangnan smiled.

"If they dare to make trouble, I'll kill them!"

Chu Xiangnan raised his hand and said.

"The kind that slams it!"

"Then why don't you, the god of war, do things for a little common man like me?"

"Yes, definitely!"

Chu said to the south.

"Are you in trouble?"

"It's nothing, it's just that there are three takeaways here, all of which I delivered personally, but I'm too late, and the noodles will be lumpy later, can you help me deliver them?"

The old bear poked his hands and grinned.

"Don't wronged you, the god of war, right?"

Old Bear laughed.

"Old man, you don't pay attention to it, okay, where is the place, you tell me, I'll send it!"

Chu Xiangnan stood up.

"There is a battery car at the door, you go by battery car, people, they like me."

"It's over there."

"Derre!"

Chu Xiangnan carried the packed noodles and rode on the battery car.

Then I sent it to the address given by Lao Xiong.

On the other side of the manor, Yang Fan looked at his phone.

"Wait a minute, I've already ordered takeout."

"What's delicious, isn't it delicious to eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas here?"

Song Yating said with a smile.

"The noodles in that noodle restaurant, if you weren't an acquaintance, you wouldn't be able to order it, because I used to eat it often and had a phone."

Yang Fan spoke again.

At this moment, a group of people sitting in the box also looked at Yang Fan curiously.

They had a good chat just now, so Hong Zhuo invited them to stay and eat together.

"Don't talk about the face-to-face matter, Yang Fan, I really have to thank you, you see that as soon as I came into contact with you, the people in this circle are all incredible people!"

Song Yating said.

Because almost all of the people sitting here are some powerful young people in Kyoto, and many of them have worked hard to get a family business in Kyoto without relying on their families!

Whether these people talk or have a temperament, they really give Song Yating a deep sense of belonging, as if she belongs to this circle.

There were more than a dozen people sitting here crowded into the box, but it was much better than Chu Xiangnan to wring it out casually.

This is Song Yating's most intuitive feeling.

Thinking of this, Song Yating couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know if Meng Qingqing and Chu Xiangnan have made it clear.

Song Yating originally wanted to contact Meng Qingqing, but after thinking about it, she forgot it.

And Chu Xiangnan had already arrived at the manor on a battery car at this moment.

"Little brother, can it be convenient, can I ride in?"

"The security guard at the door asked for instructions on the walkie-talkie."

"Takeout has arrived!"

Yang Fan said.

"Let's send it up."

Hong Zhuo didn't pay much attention to it.

"Let you send it!"

The security guard at the door spoke.

And Chu Xiangnan did not refuse, after all, this is owed to Lao Xiong.

Then Chu Xiangnan put on a helmet and sent it up.

Ding dong!

Ringing the doorbell, Yang Fan stood up and walked to the door.

"Thank you!"

Yang Fan said.

Then Yang Fan handed out two hundred-yuan bills.

"It's an errand fee!"

"No need, hurry up and eat it, the noodles won't taste good when they are lumped later, Lao Xiong told me to be faster, and there is the next one!"

Chu waved his hand to the south.

However, at this time, Yang Fan was stunned.

"Well, why do you look familiar?"

Yang Fan suddenly spoke.

Chu Xiangnan was also slightly stunned.

Yang Fan was his college classmate, but he only studied for half a year, so they didn't have a deep impression of each other.

"How did you meet an acquaintance?"

Hong Zhuo turned his head, and the others also turned their heads.

Although Chu Xiangnan was wearing a safety helmet, he didn't cover his face.

Then at this glance, Song Yating recognized it at once.

"Isn't this the son-in-law of our Meng family?"

Song Yating suddenly spoke.

"How did you come to Kyoto?"

"Got a takeaway?"

Song Yating deliberately raised her voice, and then took out her mobile phone.

"Are you Chu Xiangnan?"

Yang Fan was also shocked.

"You are?"

"You are a noble person, I am Yang Fan."

"Oh, Yang Fan."

Chu Xiangnan remembered

"Why are you doing this?"

Yang Fan asked.

"I'll send one for Lao Xiong!"

Chu Xiangnan didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"Why don't you come in and sit down?"

"We haven't seen each other in a long time."

"I have the next one to send, I have a chance to come back!"

"Alas, you've been in the university group all along, and the squad leader didn't kick you!"

Yang Fan said.

"Let's talk about it, by the way, we will attend a banquet tomorrow, you remember to come."

Yang Fan said.

"Okay, go back!"

Chu Xiangnan was very fast, and he was just busy sending the next one.

However, what he didn't notice was that Song Yating had secretly taken a photo.

Back in the box, Yang Fan handed the noodles to Song Yating.

"Eat it while it's hot."

"Wait, what did you just say the delivery guy called?"

Hong Zhuo asked at this time.

"Chu Xiangnan!

"Is it that Chu Xiangnan who always followed him a few years ago?"

Hong Zhuo asked.

"yes!"

"That's kind of interesting!"

Hong Zhuo's face sank.

"By the way, you said the university group is still there?"

"Ah, you left the group by yourself, did you forget?"

Yang Fan explained.

Song Yating remembered that she had indeed withdrawn from the group by herself.

"It's okay, I'll pull you in again, no one blames you."

Yang Fan explained.

"Then I'll change my number now, so as not to be embarrassed."

Song Yating said.

After all, in this way, it can be said that the previous number is useless, find a step down.

Then Song Yating applied for a new number, then landed, and was pulled in.

Group Leader: Welcome old classmates!

Bao Ma Nan: Welcome, which classmate is this?

Weather: Song Yating?

？

Then the group instantly became lively.

However, the next moment, Song Yating lost a photo and went in!

The group was fried in an instant!