Manager Yu didn't really care about the three of them, and "invited" them out of the bar after warning.

Then, he turned around and returned to Zhang Hao's booth and apologized: "Brother Hao, I'm really sorry, we were negligent for a while, and we let these three people come in and disturb you." ”

Zhang Hao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I won't be surprised if I encounter any cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods in the bar." ”

"Brother Hao, after all, we still don't do our job well, and with the current situation, we can't really do anything with them." Manager Yu said, "In this way, I will give you a 9% discount on all the consumption of your table tonight, can you see it?" ”

"Okay," Zhang Hao nodded, "Then let's get a few more bottles of Princess Louis, and I'll make up the difference if the money is not enough." ”

Li He's group didn't drink too much, and it should be no problem to drink a few more bottles of champagne.

"Thank you, Brother Hao, and thank you." Manager Yu diligently brought the wontons and said, "Brother Hao, you can taste our specialties here." ”

"Okay."

Zhang Hao picked up a small wonton with a spoon and put it in his mouth, and the fragrance of the dough and the aroma of pork instantly stood in his nose.

Indeed, as Manager Yu said, the small wontons are indeed their signature.

Sun Wen smiled on the side: "Brother Hao, those three Li ghosts are so funny." ”

"That's right, take the broken key and come out to deceive." Another girl said, "But Brother Hao, can you show us the real Ferrari key?" Just in case we fall for it in the future. ”

"It's really useless to look at the key, the key of the new Ferrari is very simple, and it can be imitated by printing its logo with a 3D printer." Zhang Hao smiled and took out the card-like key and waved it, "If you meet this kind of person again in the future, I suggest you ask him how to start the Ferrari." ”

The girl was very "studious" and asked, "Brother Hao, how should Ferrari be started?" ”

After that, she also winked at Zhang Hao innocently.

Sun Wen grabbed her classmate's hand: "Wang Lijun, do you want to learn?" I'll teach you. ”

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, lowered his head and continued to eat his wontons.

Manager Yu, who had dealt with Zhang Hao's side, stepped aside and whispered to the staff: "Let the people outside look at those three guys a little, in case they can't get angry, go and row the big guys' cars." ”

The staff responded: "Manager, I have already spoken to the brothers outside, someone is watching them." ”

"Okay," Manager Yu nodded, "Send two more people around the field more, this kind of thing can't happen again tonight." ”

"Okay, manager!"

Outside the bar, three "Li Ghosts" were squatting on the side of the road happily.

"Big brother, today's luck is too bad, and you actually bumped into the main owner as soon as you came up?"

The leader sighed, "Damn, no wonder there are so many beautiful girls at their table, I should have thought of it." ”

"But big brother, those guys look down on us too much, why don't we teach them a lesson? Look at his car, it's beautiful! ”

"Damn, you kid is stupid!" The leader slapped him in the face, "We just had a grudge with him, and then his car was rowed, he must have thought of us!" Being targeted by these boys, can we still be good? ”

"yes," said the other man, "and, you see, there's a security guard standing by the car." ”

The person who proposed it was unhappy and said, "Damn, how much does this guy make a month?" Why are you so serious? ”

...

In the early hours of the morning, Zhang Hao and others' drinking party finally ended.

In his mobile phone, several girls' WeChat messages were added.

However, for these overly enthusiastic girls, he feels that he can only watch from a distance, and not play with them.

After all, he didn't want to make too many like-minded people.

plus Manager Yu of the new "gold owner" WeChat, who happily led him in front of Zhang Hao.

When he walked out of the bar, the substitute driver he called was already waiting for him next to the Ferrari.

Sun Wen still wanted to fight again: "Brother Hao, it's too dark, can you send me back to the dormitory?" ”

"It's not a coincidence, my car only has two seats..."Zhang Hao said as he sat in the co-pilot, "Next time... Well, next time. ”

At the same time, he did not forget to turn on the switch of the front trunk so that the substitute driver could put the folding car in the front trunk.

Sun Wen Nunu mouthed, followed the classmates and left unwillingly.

Zhang Hao, who returned home, soon fell asleep.

In the dream, he penetrated into the Red Mansion and became Jia Baoyu surrounded by the twelve hairpins.

When he woke up, he looked at the ceiling with a strange expression.

The text of the system still appeared in front of his eyes: "The third trader Cao Xueqin is already waiting for the host to trade in room three, do you need to open a transaction?" ”

Zhang Hao was puzzled, he was just dreaming, why did he invite the original author?

However, for Cao Xueqin, a literary master with a bumpy life, he is still very interested in meeting him.

He climbed out of bed, washed up, and changed into a relatively modest outfit before re-entering the system space.

After pushing open the door of room three, a middle-aged, thin man in shabby clothes, but without losing his bookish spirit, was looking at him cautiously.

This person is naturally Cao Xueqin.

When he saw Zhang Hao, he immediately arched his hand and said: "Contemptible Cao Zhan, called Xueqin, dare to ask where this is?" ”

According to the words of Song Huizong and the others, Zhang Hao fooled Cao Xueqin with ease, and then asked, "What do you want to trade with me?" ”

It's not that he doesn't want to tell the other party that he is from the future, but he is worried that such a statement is too shocking for the ancients, and it is better to say that he is an immortal.

Cao Xueqin really bowed down quite convincingly: "The villain Cao Zhan, I have seen the immortals!" ”

Zhang Hao hurriedly supported the other party and didn't let the literary master kneel: "Mr. Cao, you don't have to call yourself a villain, sit down and talk." ”

"Thank you!" Cao Xueqin sat down very gratefully and said, "My family is poor now, and my son is sick but I can't afford to hire a doctor, I beg the immortals to help me, and I will do my best to repay me..."

He wanted to say that he would repay Zhang Hao with all his might, but after thinking about it, now he is penniless, and several calligraphy and paintings collected in the early years have all been mortgaged, and now he has no long things, so he really doesn't know how to repay Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao had no intention of embarrassing this master, he decisively took out a piece of gold ingot from the system space: "Mr. Cao, is this piece of gold enough to treat your son?" ”

"More than enough." Cao Xueqin nodded subconsciously, and then said in embarrassment, "But in my hand, there is nothing worthy of this piece of gold to give to the immortals." ”

"It's okay, I have an idea." Zhang Hao said, "Mr. Cao, your "Dream of Red Mansions" should be finished, right?" ”

Cao Xueqin was shocked when she heard this, and hurriedly got up and said, "Shangxian actually knows "Dream of Red Mansions"? But I've never published this novel to the public, huh? ”