Chapter 611

"Why, Mr. Yao is waiting for me here in person because he's worried that I won't have time to reincarnate before 12 o'clock?"

Chen Qingchuan is not polite to Yao's lame son. He can not suppress Yao Feifei's face, but he will not have a good face to wait for. Just a lame Yao. He really doesn't deserve a good face!

But surprisingly, Yao lame didn't give tit for tat this time. Instead, he said with a smile: "Mr. Chen misunderstood. He just invited him to have tea together. I don't know if Mr. Chen can appreciate it?"

What I said seemed to be a different person, but it didn't have the sharpness before. It seems that there is some conspiracy, but even if there is a conspiracy, Chen Qingchuan is fearless. It's a big deal to make Tang Mengyin widowed at a young age!

After Yao was lame, Chen Qingchuan went with him to the teahouse.

After entering the teahouse, a specially assigned person makes tea. The tea ceremony is very professional and all processes are meticulous.

Two cups of tea, each guarding one, then the tea waiter left the teahouse under the sign of Yao lame.

In the teahouse, only Chen Qingchuan and Yao lame were drinking tea without any language.

This situation lasted for three minutes and was finally broken by Chen Qingchuan.

In terms of patience, he naturally has. It's OK to sit here all night, but it's night. He needs to practice and doesn't want to waste time.

"Yao lame, my time is precious. Kill and die early. Hurry!"

The silence was broken by Chen Qingchuan, and Yao lame began with a smile, "Mr. Chen, I have a real estate located on the beach, covering an area of 500 square meters and a market price of 30 million. However, older people are not suitable for living on the beach. The moisture is too heavy and the joints can't stand it. Therefore, if Mr. Chen intends, this real estate is OK. Mr. Chen laughs."

Yo, 30 million real estate. Give it away when you say you give it away. What does that mean?

When Chen Qingchuan asked about this, Yao lame didn't answer directly, but talked about the set of cadillas.

"Two hundred years ago, the western and British royal families established a full-time clothes measuring department to tailor clothes for royal members to show their noble status. Eighty years ago, it was abolished due to the war, and there was no longer a clothes measuring department specially tailored for royal members. However, although the clothes measuring Department entered the people, it still only served royal members for decades."

"Twenty years ago, the clothing measuring Department began to take orders from abroad, but the price was not cheap. It became popular with dignitaries all over the world for a time. However, when the clothing measuring Department opened orders, it also set rules that only take orders from royal members of all countries, and non Royal members will not be received. Of course, there must be exceptions. The rules only limit the incompetent. For those with great ability, the rules are that they restrict others Human tools. "

Adding tea to Chen Qingchuan, Yao lame asked Chen Qingchuan with a smile, "dare you ask Mr. Chen, is he a member of the royal family or a person with great ability?"

The brand of clothes produced by the clothing measuring company is kadiyala, which means elegance and dignity.

Yes, Chen Qingchuan spent 30 million to order this Cadillac for Yao Feifei. But he didn't think that a lame Yao from Dongqing City knew the brand and the story behind it.

"It seems that you, Yao lame, are also a man with a story!"

Without a story, how can we know the existence of cadiara.

Yao's lame face smiled, "no, at least I haven't been able to buy Feifei a Cadillac."

Of course, his inability is not because of lack of money, but because of lack of status.

Chen Qingchuan looked at him again, "what do you mean by giving me the villa?"

This time, Yao lame answered happily, "as you said, kill early and die early, return the favor, or kill again."

Chen Qingchuan smiled. "Do you think it can be done?"

Yao lame also smiled and replied, "if you can't do it, grab in front of the living and occupy a good feng shui."

It's a little interesting. This Yao lame is a little interesting.

Chen Qingchuan drank half of the tea in the cup and left the other half in the cup on the table.

"Don't take up good feng shui. You can't use it for a while. Feifei will find you a better feng shui treasure land in a hundred years."

The words remained in the teahouse. Chen Qingchuan had stepped out of the door and walked to the parking lot with inertial hands in his pockets.

On the way, he met Tang Mengyin. He didn't know whether it was a coincidence or deliberately waiting here.

In short, Chen Qingchuan didn't give her a chance to speak and put his mouth close to her ear. "You're sick, come to me as soon as possible."

"You are sick, your whole family is sick, and your ancestors are sick for eight generations!"

Of course, Tang Mengyin knows what Chen Qingchuan means. It's probably deliberately creating a beautiful scenery and leading Yao's lame son to misunderstand.

But Chen Qingchuan picked up the corners of his mouth, got on the bus with a smile and drove away directly.

Glaring at the far away Audi Q7, Tang Mengyin felt that the brand was really annoying. She didn't feel it before. She hated it since Chen Qingchuan drove the car. She vowed that she would never buy an Audi car, even sit, never!

I'm afraid this is hate house and black.

After cleaning up, Tang Mengyin went to the teahouse and saw Yao lame who was still sitting there.

Yao lame at this time, his eyes always stay on the tea bowl used by Chen Qingchuan.

Tang Mengyin asked him, "what did you talk to him tonight?"

Yao lame pointed to the teacup used by Chen Qingchuan, "it's all here."

Yao lame got up and walked to the door with a crutch. Tang Mengyin kept looking at the tea bowl with half a cup of tea. What do you mean? She found the tea waiter, but the tea waiter couldn't say a word. In the so-called tea language, there were too many explanations for drinking half a cup and leaving half a cup.

Tang Mengyin was more and more surprised. She stared at Chen Qingchuan's half cup of tea for a long time and didn't see a result.

Later, she went back to the bedroom.

There are two beds in the bedroom. The big soft bed is hers. You can see from the feminine style of the sheet and quilt cover that the wooden bed is Yao's lame. He is used to sleeping in this kind of solid bed. At this time, Yao lame has been lying in bed, but his eyes are not closed.

Tang Mengyin went to the dressing room to change into her pajamas, and then returned to her bed.

After lying down for a while, she turned sideways and looked at Yao's lame man, "don't send someone to kill him?"

Yao lame replied: "no, he gave up killing me. What else can I do to kill him?"

Give up killing Yao lame. Are you kidding? Only Yao lame kills in Dongqing city. Who killed Yao lame?!

Tang Mengyin doesn't understand, but the tea waiter who is cleaning up the teahouse at the moment doesn't understand——

"I didn't touch this teacup. Why did it suddenly explode by itself?"

She doesn't understand, Tang Mengyin doesn't understand, and Yao lame understands. The key to the problem is not half a cup of tea.

……

When I returned to Su's house, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Normally, sun Shufen and Su Ying had already gone to bed at this time, but the lights in the living room were still on tonight, and there was a red Lamborghini at the door of the villa yard, which was very bright and ostentatious. Feng Jun, who was being sent out by sun Shufen's smiling face at such a moment.

"Feng Shao, don't be angry. Our Yinger is hard spoken and soft hearted. Don't take it to heart..."

Sun Shufen was talking when suddenly a large bouquet of roses was thrown into the hospital.

Then, Su Ying's angry words came out, "take your flowers and don't bother me in the future!"

Hurry up and pick up the rose bouquet. Sun Shufen complains to the living room, "Su Ying, how do you talk? Feng Shao is..."

"Enough!"

Before sun Shufen finished speaking, Feng Jun's voice sounded.

The next moment, he turned back and angrily pointed to the living room and shouted, "Su Ying, don't be shameless. I'm polite enough to you. Since you don't respect me so much, well, don't blame me for being ruthless. When you cry and beg me!"