Chapter 8: The Drunkard Who Doesn't Know How to Be Polite
(Yee Heung Court, lobby.)
"What about the water girl, why haven't you come out yet?!"
"That's it, Boss Li, what's going on, didn't you say that the water girl will come out immediately? It's been a tea time......
"Isn't the water girl sick?"
Listening to the several noisy sounds outside the chamber, Ling Qingyan put down the fragrant tea in his hand and frowned.
Whether it is in the previous life or in this life, he is not a person who likes noisy environments.
In his previous life, even though there were many bars in his industry, he had never set foot in anything else, just because he didn't like the extremely noisy atmosphere of the bar hall.
Before meeting the boss "Iron Mountain", years of lonely life had made him accustomed to being quiet and lonely.
"Tea, what's so delicious, it's still good to drink!"
Not far from Ling Qingyan's left hand, the drunk man was holding the fat and greasy chicken leg in one hand and the wine jar in the other, and turned his head with a big grin.
Seeing this, Ling Qingyan smiled helplessly.
This drunk man is really familiar, he didn't know him before, but since he brought him into this Yixiang Pavilion, he really regarded him as his friend, and he was not polite to himself at all when it came to eating and drinking.
No, as soon as I entered this room, I asked for six jars of wine and two roast chickens. However, Ling Qingyan did not have a trace of disgust, but felt very close