Chapter 602 Meat Seller

Style: Girl Author: Jiang MuyunWords: 1424Update Time: 24/01/12 03:15:46
At this time, the old lady had already walked up from behind and handed over a water-stained peach with one hand.

"Try it, it's fresh from the well."

Although this old lady looks harmless to humans and animals, years of experience in the world tell me not to be greedy.

I just took the peach and chuckled a few times.

"You should know the people up here, right?" She also followed my gaze and said, "This is Huzi's boss. Without him, we wouldn't be able to live in such a big courtyard."

"Look at that Mercedes-Benz, right? It's imported from abroad! It was a gift from the boss!"



The old lady said a lot, and every punctuation mark was a sign of gratitude to Chen Changming.

I listened quietly, feeling increasingly shocked.

No wonder Zhang Hanshan followed him wholeheartedly, and co-writing with Chen Changming supported his family!

This kind of kindness is no small thing no matter where you put it.

Just when I was about to turn around, I glanced around and suddenly found a very strange photo in the corner.

The photo was of Zhang Hanshan and a girl, but the girl's face was scratched several times with a pencil.

Obviously, someone painted this on purpose.

I smiled and asked, "Auntie, who is this girl?"

The old lady's kind face darkened without warning: "Butcher! Die butcher!"

As soon as I saw her expression, I understood immediately.

The meat sellers she was talking about were not market vendors, but people in the leather and meat business.

The sudden change in attitude confirmed my guess.

This girl should have a special relationship with Zhang Hanshan.

My original plan was to deal with Zhang Hanshan's mother, and then find a way to deal with Zhang Hanshan.

Just when I was about to start a relationship, my phone suddenly vibrated.

I took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

I put the phone to my mouth doubtfully. The phone was quiet for a few seconds, and suddenly a familiar voice came.

"Little brother, are you interested in coming out and sitting for a while?"

I will never forget this voice until my death. It’s Chen Changming!

But my mobile phone number is new, and the only person who knows this mobile phone number is Xiaomei!

My heart suddenly tightened and I asked, "Where is Xiaomei?"

Chen Changming laughed heartily: "You are indeed a smart man. I like you."

"Let's meet. Maybe, we don't have to be enemies."

I know very well who Chen Changming is, and Xiaomei's current situation may not be optimistic.

This is not an invitation, it is clearly a threat!

I looked up at the old lady and gritted my teeth: "Okay! Tell me it has been sent to your mobile phone."

Chen Changming's call completely disrupted all my plans.

No matter, Zhang Hanshan's mother doesn't know how to move anyway, so she will come back tomorrow at worst.

I'll go meet him first!

After hanging up the phone, I exchanged greetings with the old lady and then turned and walked out the door.

According to the location Chen Changming sent me, I hurried over.

I didn't know until we got there that this was the coffee shop where he asked me to meet for the first time.

This old bastard is really very stable. At this time, he still wants to show off his elegance?

"Squeak."

The doorman opened the door first, and when I looked up, I saw Chen Changming sitting by the window.

To my surprise, Xiaomei was sitting opposite him, seemingly at peace with herself.

I walked up in a few strides, pulled the chair open with one hand, and sat on it.

Chen Changming was wearing a black sportswear and a baseball cap on his head. His eyes hidden behind sunglasses made it difficult to see what he was thinking.

"You came."

He picked up the coffee and took a sip, his tone full of calmness.

I hugged my shoulders and slowly leaned back on the chair: "Let me come, you won't just invite me to drink coffee, right?"

"Of course not."

Chen Changming took out a bag from under the table: "In addition to coffee, there is also wine."

"There are two ways to drink it. I don't know how you want to drink it."

Looking at him like this, I knew he didn't hold it in well.

I pointed at the bag with my chin: "How do you drink this wine?"

"If you are willing to be friends with me, tonight is a celebratory drink."

"What if I don't?"

Chen Changming stirred the coffee slowly: "That's the farewell drink before going on the road."

"Not only you, but also Xiaomei beside you, and everyone here can go on the road together."

He has no lower limit. If he can say it, he can definitely do it.