"Why didn't you do anything later? On the way back to her residence, Han

Ruomei asked Zhao Heng beside her:

"Are you tired of Chinese food and want to try island country sushi to make a good impression in advance?"

"The old man has been tortured like this for a while, and he is almost done. Now he is just hanging on for a breath. It seems that the situation is getting better. In fact, when the effect of the medicine wears off, it is time to report."

Zhao Heng said lightly.

On the other side, Ye Yu took a taxi back home. At this moment, his face was extremely pale, without a trace of blood. It took a lot of effort to even open the door and enter the house.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?"

Xue's mother, who was busy in the kitchen, saw Ye Yu's condition and quickly dropped what she was doing and went to help her son-in-law, who seemed to be about to fall.

"I'm fine, I'll be fine after a while."

Ye Yu was helped to sit on the sofa, shook his head and said

"Is it really okay?"

Xue's mother didn't believe it and scolded:

"Aren't you going to save people? How did it end up like this? We..."

"I haven't seen you so tired for most of the night."

Speaking of this, Xue's mother said with some self-blame:

"Is it because you were too tired before?"

"Forehead.."

"Not because of this"

"It just consumes a lot of money."

Ye Yu said

"It was quite expensive, and I couldn’t see anything the last time."

Mother Xue nodded in agreement and said:

"But it's okay. You can go to my room and have a good rest. Your dad has gone out to play mahjong. He will drink chicken soup to replenish his strength in the evening."

If she hadn't seen Ye Yu's current situation, Xue's mother would never have let go of this good opportunity. She would have tried to see how much inventory the other party had.

But for now, forget it. The stream is long and thin, and you can't catch it all.

Hearing Xue's mother's words, Ye Yu also breathed a long sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the woman in front of him would fight with him no matter what.

Fortunately, he still felt sorry for himself.

"Let me help you up."

Mother Xue said

"No need, I can go up there myself, you can go ahead and do your work."

Ye Yu turned slightly to avoid the opponent's probing hand.

"It's indeed okay!"

Mother Xue didn't force it. She looked at her palms and said to herself.

Although the touch was fleeting, the feeling of feedback made her completely relieved.

The relieved mother returned to the kitchen and continued her work. When Ye Yu wakes up after a good rest, he will be able to drink warm chicken soup.

That night, Zhao Heng came to an island restaurant in Shenzhen City on an invitation.

This restaurant is full of island flavor, not to mention the architecture. , each separated box has a sliding wooden door, and the waiter walking through is wearing a pink kimono, carrying a plate in his hand, stepping on wooden clogs, taking small steps. The waiter wearing a kimono led him into the final In a box inside, the host who invited Zhao Heng to come here was also wearing a blue kimono embroidered with lilies and was kneeling in front of his seat.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm glad you are here. Please take a seat."

Matsushita Yuriko stretched out her hand and invited Zhao Heng to sit down opposite.

Zhao Heng was not polite and sat down opposite Matsushita Yuriko, but not in a kneeling way, but sitting cross-legged, as the saying goes in the north. It was like sitting on a kang.

After sitting down, Zhao Heng looked at the beautiful woman opposite him seriously.

It has to be said that although the island country is a small place, if a tsunami is triggered, it is estimated that there will be a crisis of annihilation. How many doomsday movies , there will be scenes of the sinking of the island country.

But it has to be admitted that in such a small place, there are many beauties.

Not to mention those idol otaku goddesses, just talk about those teachers who are both good at morality and art. Zhao Heng said that he is not very clear about the young girls who are not bad in appearance. The

Matsushita Yuriko in front of him is also a real beauty, but her height is a bit unsatisfactory, but she also looks like she has a different flavor.

Otherwise , the Feng Moumou back then would not be so popular on the Internet. Although his figure and appearance were obviously worse than others, there were still people chasing him and rushing to use his 3,000 yuan salary to buy sports cars for others.

Regarding Zhao Heng's Looking at it, Matsushita Yuriko accepted it calmly. This was not the first time. She liked others to look at her with appreciative and longing eyes, which would give her great confidence.

Thinking of this, she also felt a little regretful, maybe only that little The boy looked at her with pure eyes.

It was Zhao Heng's sitting posture that made her frown, but she soon felt relieved, and a touch of disdain rose in her heart, feeling that people in China were all so unbearable. The keen Zhao Heng noticed it The woman opposite had a fleeting look in her eyes, and she sneered slightly in her heart.

On the surface, she was indifferent, and her eyes fell firmly on Yuriko Matsushita, and she said:

"Being able to have dinner with Chairman Matsushita is something that many people dream of doing. How could I miss this opportunity to communicate with Chairman Matsushita?"

"After tonight, I don’t know how many people will hate me in their hearts."

"Zhao Jun joked,"With what you have done, many men in China will be beyond your reach. Other men will hate you, just out of jealousy and envy. Don't pay attention to it.""

Matsushita Yuriko poured two glasses of sake, a specialty of the island country, raised it and said:

"I'd like to toast Zhao Jun. I hope our conversation will be pleasant today."

"That's for sure. It is a pleasure in itself to be in the same room with a beauty like President Matsushita."

Zhao Heng took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, and said happily.

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