Zhang Jianlai walked into the restaurant. The restaurant was busy with business. When he looked up, he noticed that the living room was full of people.
There was only one empty seat on the table next to the window. Opposite the empty seat sat a young woman in white clothes, with a smile that always seemed to make people feel good about her lips.
Without thinking much, Zhang Jianlai walked over.
"Is there anyone at this location?"
Zhang Jianlai asked politely, but he didn't know that the woman didn't look back or say a word.
"Hey, is there anyone at this location?"
Zhang Jianlai thought she was ignoring him on purpose, so he raised his voice again, slightly angry.
"Haha, my surname is not Zhao, my surname is Zhao, Zhao Xiaomin. Everyone in Tongmu Town knows me, but you don't know me?"
The young woman named Zhao Xiaomin looked up and saw Zhang Jianlai, and giggled. It was a bit exaggerated, but very hot and charming, but Zhang Jianlai couldn't see it. She smiled back, with a kind of contempt that could not be hidden in her eyes.
"Ms. Zhao, I'm asking if I can borrow this seat for a while?"
Zhang Jianlai blurted out.
"I take it you are a foreigner, right? Most people would not dare to talk to me like this, but you are the first one? You don't look like a bad person. Sit down!"
Zhao Xiaomin looked at him and said.
When the two people's eyes met, they both felt shy joy.
"Thank you, Miss Zhao."
Zhang Jianlai said and sat down opposite her.
At this moment, Zhao Xiaomin stretched out and was about to ask Zhang Jianlai what he wanted to eat. Suddenly, there was a burst of noise from the window. The two people stretched their heads out of the window and immediately saw several beggars surrounding them. A man begs for money.
One of the little beggars was the one who bumped into Zhang Jianlai just now.
Zhang Jian looked at her cute look, shook his head and smiled lightly.
"You see, these little beggars are targeting outsiders. Young master, please be careful in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xiaomin continued: "By the way, have you asked for Mr. Gao's name?"
"Haha, my surname is Zhang and my given name is Jianlai."
Zhang Jianlai smiled.
"Zhang Jianlai? What a good name."
Zhao Xiaomin thought about it for a moment, said excitedly, and then said politely: "Whatever Master Zhang wants to eat, I'll treat it to you."
"It's better for me to invite you!"
Zhang Jianlai said generously, then called the waiter over and ordered a bottle of fine daughter's red and several famous snacks.
The two drank together and chatted happily.
"Haha! Good wine!" Zhang Jianlai picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, and couldn't help but praise it.
Zhao Xiaomin looked at Zhang Jianlai who was drinking happily, then at the delicacies and wine bowl on the table, smiled softly, then picked up his own wine bowl and took a big sip in front of Zhang Jianlai, saying: "Master Zhang has a good drinker! "
"Haha, this wine is good. By the way, why is Miss Zhao drinking alone here?"
Zhang Jianlai said concernedly that in his heart, he gradually realized that Zhao Xiaomin was a good woman.
"My father forced me to marry someone I didn't like. I had a fight with them and ran away."
Zhao Xiaomin replied coquettishly.
It turns out that she had her own reasons. No wonder the other party just ignored her and looked upset, Zhang Jianlai thought.
"Haha, there is this kind of thing. Marriage is a major event in life. How can we force it? Happiness is only if you are willing to do it!"
Zhang Jianlai smiled.
"Mr. Zhang, please stop laughing at me. Do people like me still worry about not being able to get married?"
After Zhao Xiaomin finished speaking, he raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it in one gulp.
Zhang Jianlai wanted to laugh but couldn't. He just looked at her. With her appearance, why would he worry about being married?
But on the surface, Zhao Xiaomin is an arrogant woman, and many people may not be able to grasp her and stay away from her.
"Miss Zhao, you are kind and beautiful, and you will definitely find a good husband."
Zhang Jianlai said that he was speaking from his heart.
Zhao Xiaomin glanced at him and smiled softly. She didn't expect that Zhang Jianlai, an honest person, was quite good at talking. She found that she was gradually becoming interested in him.
"Master Zhang, please stop praising me. It would be great to meet a husband like you. Come on, let's have another drink."
"Fuck it, Miss Zhao has a good capacity for drinking."
Zhang Jianlai drank it down in one gulp. He no longer knew how many cups he had drank, and felt dizzy.
"Mr. Zhang, you're almost done drinking. I still don't know why you're here?"
Zhao Xiaomin asked, feeling like he had drunk seven or eight layers. Under the influence of alcohol, he fell in love with the person in front of him even more.
"Come here to find a friend. I was just going to ask you if you know a man named Huang Blacksmith?"
Zhang Jianlai said.
"Blacksmith Huang? Is your name Huang Long?"
Zhao Xiaomin was stunned and asked.
"I don't know the name, I just know it's Huang Blacksmith."
Suddenly, Zhang Jianlai felt a little careless and did not even ask his mother the name of Blacksmith Huang. There were so many people with the surname Huang in the world, so this was a problem.
"In the entire Tongmu Town, there is only one family named Huang, and there is only one blacksmith named Huang, and he is called Huanglong..."
"Then it's probably him."
"Haha, you don't even know their names. If there are a few people named Huang, wouldn't you go door to door and ask?"
Zhao Xiaomin laughed when she saw Zhang Jianlai's confused look.
Zhang Jianlai nodded, with a playful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
"After you drink and eat, I will take you to see Blacksmith Huang later." Zhao Xiaomin continued.
"Thank you, Miss Zhao."
Zhang Jianlai never expected that he would meet such a kind-hearted and beautiful woman while drinking here, and he immediately felt an unspeakable pleasure.
"There's no need to thank me. I have nothing to do anyway. If I can help others, why not do it?"
Zhao Xiaomin looked at Zhang Jianlai with charming and charming eyes.
Zhang Jianlai glared at her. At this moment, he felt warm and comfortable in his heart.
There’s no such thing as a feast that lasts forever, and it’s time to settle the bill again.
The waiter came over and said: "Two guests, your total consumption is five or two or three cents..."
"I'll pay." Zhang Jianlai interrupted, making a gesture of paying.
"Mr. Zhang, I am the host and you are the guest. Let me come this time."
Zhao Xiaomin also insisted on paying the bill herself.
"Miss Zhao, you're welcome, I'll do it."
While Zhang Jianlai was talking, he was looking for some money on his body, but after searching all over his body, he couldn't find a penny. He obviously had a bag of silver on him, but why was it missing?
Suddenly he felt embarrassed. At this moment, he felt strange and had a vague feeling of something bad in his heart.
"Haha, Mr. Zhang, let me do it."
After Zhao Xiaomin finished speaking, he took out the silver and was about to hand it to the waiter when Zhang Jianlai noticed the little beggar walking past the window. He felt a kick in his heart, got up and rushed out quickly.
This move alarmed almost everyone in the hotel. Everyone thought he was skipping the bill, and many people were whispering among themselves.
"Hey, Mr. Zhang..."
Zhao Xiaomin was also confused and hurriedly threw the money to the waiter and followed him out.
Outside the shop, the little beggar saw Zhang Jianlai rushing toward him. His face turned livid, his head flashed, and he turned and ran away.
Zhang Jianlai's teeth itched with hatred and he went straight to chase the little beggar. The little beggar was very fast, like a running rabbit, and he was almost out of sight in the blink of an eye.
