"Mr. Wu, I'm sorry. I just didn't know you were here. I'm sorry. This is an apology."
Because of Wu Zhou's uncooperation, Zhao Ping pretended to have trouble having sex and was too lazy to continue chatting with Wu Zhou.
He wouldn't be given the chance to create Wu Zhou's pretense, why?
So I ate obediently, not daring to look around as Song Fei stared at me, just shaking my hands to pass the time.
But when the food was just served, the door to the private room suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man walked in with a smile on his face.
Zhao Ping knew this person as Li He, the restaurant owner.
However, Li He only glanced at him, and then all his eyes were focused on Wu Zhou.
Han Xinyan, who was beside Wu Zhou, didn't let his gaze stop at all.
Moreover, Li He's attitude was very low. The waiter behind him brought a pot of seafood stew, including abalone, crabs, shrimps, etc. The normal price is 998.
"Mr. Li, you're welcome. I'm just here to have a meal with my friends." Wu Zhou also knew Li He, and the reason for their acquaintance was arranged by government personnel.
On the surface, he is a restaurant owner, but in fact he is. However, in Yuncheng, a resource-based city, I had a very good time.
Of course, that was in the past, and now he is running the restaurant honestly, and he also restrains many dishonest young people who followed him before.
This is a disguised form of easing the relationship with the government.
As a well-known local company and a large taxpayer, Wu Zhou can easily solve positive things, but more dirty things are more troublesome.
Li He's role came out.
'Fight fire with fire'.
Li He helped Wu Zhou deal with these difficult things, while Wu Zhou directly outsourced the company's canteen to Li He. Three meals a day for hundreds of people. Based on the standard of 50 yuan, the daily turnover is over 10,000 yuan, which is four to five million yuan a year. In the future, as the company expands and the number of employees increases, this amount will continue to increase.
It can be considered a win-win situation for each other.
"Okay, then I won't disturb Mr. Wu and his friends for dinner. Call me anytime if necessary." Li He smiled and waved his hand and left.
Zhao Ping was left looking at Wu Zhou with wide eyes.
This time, he was tricked by Wu Zhou.
"Do you still know Mr. Li?" Zhao Ping knows this place because his father brought him here.
I still remember that Li He and his father were not so polite at that time, they just had an understanding chat. And he was pulled by his father to call Li He Uncle Li.
But why would such a person, whom his father treated with caution, take such a young man like Wu Zhou so seriously?
This seafood plate is one of the signature dishes here, and the price is also expensive, 998 per serving. I only treated Song Fei to it once when I was chasing her.
Although the family has some money, their monthly living expenses are only five to six thousand, so they still need to save some money.
But for such an expensive thing, just because Wu Zhou came, the boss personally came to deliver it...
It seemed that the price of the dishes on the table he was treating was not worth the price of this plate of seafood.
Song Fei looked at Wu Zhou with a slightly complicated look, but soon turned to Han Xinyan. There were some things that she couldn't think about.
Wu Zhou just nodded and acted very calmly.
"By the way, Xin Yan, I remember you haven't held a wedding yet. When are you going to do it?" Song Fei asked again.
"My family's intention is to start preparations after we graduate from college. Otherwise, during college, it will be a bit..."
If we start holding weddings during college, the neighbors in the village won’t know what to say.
In order to avoid this, when she was pregnant and her belly got a little bigger, she never went home again. Han Xinyan's parents had to come to the city if they wanted to see her.
"I heard from Song Fei that you have hardly gone to school since your senior year. If you still want your diploma, I can help you talk to the teacher. I happen to have an uncle in the school's teaching office, and he still has some rights. . But it’s a bit more troublesome to get a degree certificate!”
Zhao Ping suddenly interrupted, because he and Song Fei only got together when they were seniors. He had met all of Song Fei's roommates, but he had never met Han Xinyan.
"Well, don't bother." Han Xinyan smiled and waved her hands, looking relaxed.
"Although I have made some money from doing business, this society still values academic qualifications. After all, no one can guarantee smooth sailing." Seeing Han Xin's ungrateful words, Zhao Ping turned to Wu Zhou.
"After all, it's a bachelor's degree. I've been studying for three years and I'm only missing the last year. What a pity. After all, you are Song Fei's friends. If necessary, I can help you try." Zhao Ping is still very enthusiastic.
He wanted to see Wu Zhou surrender, but the result was a pity. Wu Zhou shook his head and refused again.
"You don't plan to graduate from school? Then can we still take graduation photos together?" Song Fei whispered to Han Xinyan in a slightly sad tone.
"I've made arrangements with the school. There's nothing wrong with Xinyan's and mine's diplomas and degree certificates." Wu Zhou explained at this time.
Han Xinyan also smiled and patted Song Fei's hand.
"Don't worry, we will definitely be able to take pictures together then."
"Well, that's good, that's good. You said we haven't even graduated from college yet, and we haven't seen each other so little. It will be even more difficult to get back together after we graduate and go our separate ways."
Zhao Ping has been silent since this time. He felt as if he had been crushed.
Since coming in, he has relied on his parents and uncle.
But Wu Zhou, at least in conversation, meant that Wu Zhou relied on himself.
After having enough wine and food, Zhao Ping left the private room in low spirits and went to the front desk to pay.
However, the waiter told me that the boss had waived the meal fee. The reason was that Mr. Wu and his friends came over for dinner, so they could still pay for it.
This hit Zhao Ping's fragile self-esteem again.
After returning to the private room, he looked at Wu Zhou with more complicated eyes.
"I'm going back, the baby is hungry."
Song Fei and Han Xinyan were still reluctant to leave.
After arriving at the parking lot, when I was about to leave, I saw a Honda CRV parked sideways at the exit, which was also the only exit.
"MD, who is so wicked?" Zhao Ping had never been pretending. Now he seemed to have found a place to vent his anger. He cursed and walked over. He looked in the car, but there was no one there.
I looked around and saw a young girl not far away. She was wearing very fashionable and close-fitting clothes. The original anger on her face seemed to have diminished a lot.
"Do you know the owner of this car?" Zhao Ping's tone was quite calm, and he walked up to the young girl and asked.
But the girl just rolled her eyes at him and said in a very cold tone, "I don't know."
Zhao Ping didn't expect to be so cold. He felt his hot face pressed against his cold buttocks, especially since Wu Zhou, Han Xinyan and the others were not far away. Slightly speechless, he left directly.
Walked back to Song Fei. At this time, Wu Zhou contacted the waiter in the store and explained the situation.
The waiter immediately trotted over to take a closer look, and then trotted back to the store.
About ten minutes later, I saw a rather sturdy man approaching, with no apology on his face.
He glanced at Wu Zhou and the others casually, and his eyes paused on Han Xinyan for a moment. Then he slowly took out the car key from his pocket and pressed the button. "It's done, let's go."
At this time, the young girl who had been cold to Zhao Ping just walked over, opened the rear door, and sat in.
Zhao Ping'....'
