Rich lady, please go away, I am rich

Zhen Qiang and the other two were in the private room, pushing and changing glasses, and within an hour, there were very few of the four bottles of white wine left.

It seems that he still overestimated his drinking capacity, this was the last thought that crossed Zhen Qiang's mind before losing consciousness.

Mr. Lin, this brother Heizi, looked at Zhen Qiang who was already unconscious, and finally put down his glass.

He started mixing in society at the age of 15, and he has already developed the ability to observe words and emotions.

Zhen Qiang thought that the excuse he used was good, but he didn't know that Brother Heizi had already made a judgment in his heart.

Especially the young man in front of him, who always wanted to find out about Ye Zimei's past from the side during the banquet, how could Brother Heizi let him do so, and just put it off with a casual sentence.

"Biaozi, prepare a car and take Zhen Qiang and me to Sister Mei's house." Brother Heizi called.

Don't look at the two bottles of wine that have already been drunk, but Brother Heizi was very sober when he spoke.

In the villa area of ​​Haitian Yise, an SUV of the same model as Ye Zimei parked steadily at the door.

Ye Zimei knows that Zhen Qiang and Heizi are together, so she is not worried about safety issues, but it is already past ten o'clock at night.

Ye Zimei frowned when she saw Biaozi getting off the car with Zhen Qiang on his back.

"How can you drink like this?"

"Hey, I'm sorry, Miss Mei, I didn't know that this kid was such a bad drinker. He turned off the fire after only one bottle. He vomited at my place for a long time, so it took a while."

Brother Heizi was apologizing, but he was smiling happily.

Ye Zimei glared at him, she was too aware of Heizi's drinking capacity, the people at the wine table gave him the nickname 'always drinking'.

"Okay, please, Biaozi, carry him to the bedroom on the second floor, thank you."

"Okay, Miss Mei, leave it to me." Biaozi was a hulking man, carrying Zhen Qiang up the stairs without any effort.

"Aren't you going to come in?"

Ye Zimei, who hadn't taken a few steps, looked back at Heizi who was still standing outside the door.

"Well, Miss Mei, you don't want me to step into this door again." Heizi's current appearance, where there is no trace of a big boss, is completely like a doormat.

"Then if you want to stand there, just stand there!"

Ye Zimei replied coldly, walked to the living room and sat down on her own.

Heizi finally came in, but he took these few steps carefully, sitting on the sofa with half of his buttocks, very restrained.

"Is that why you got Zhen Qiang drunk?"

Ye Zimei snorted coldly, and asked angrily.

"Hey, you can't hide anything from Miss Mei. After the incident last time, you ignored me for three months. If you count it like this, I have to thank Zhen Qiang."

Heizi smiled innocently, feeling very happy in his heart, as if being able to sit opposite Ye Zimei across the coffee table would already be enough.

"Oh, so you won't attack Zhen Qiang this time? Just like those men you threatened before?" Ye Zimei looked at Heizi meaningfully.

"Don't dare, don't dare, never dare again!"

Heizi shook his head like a rattle, and answered sincerely.

"Hey, why are you bothering? It's not like you don't have good girls around you, and now you're considered wealthy, wouldn't it be nice to find a wife to live on?" Ye Zimei smiled helplessly.

"Beautiful sister!" Heizi suddenly raised his voice, "I can learn from you how much I love you! In the past 20 years or so, I have never liked or touched anyone! I am still a child."

When he said the last sentence, Brother Heizi felt a little embarrassed, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito moan.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this. When you have nothing to do, go back and see your parents more often, and don't stay in that restaurant all day. When I happened to pass by a few days ago, I felt that Lin Bo was much older."

"Hey, you also know that old man's temper. Every time I go home, I get scolded and I can't get in."

"If it wasn't for me back then, your relationship wouldn't be so bad, and neither would your brother."

"It's been so many years, let's not talk about it. And even now, let me choose again, I still don't regret it."

When the two mentioned the past, the atmosphere finally eased a lot, but it also seemed a little more silent.

"Sister Mei, Brother Heizi, I have made arrangements for Zhen Qiang." Biaozi's voice came from the stairs.

Brother Heizi is so angry, Biaozi, Biaozi, you are really Biao, don’t you know how long you can stay upstairs?
"Okay, it's late, go back and rest."

Ye Zimei got up and gave the order to evict the guest.

Heizi hesitated to speak, but he had no choice but to take Biaozi out.

On the way back to the hotel, Heizi still felt a little angry.

In front of Ye Zimei, the mighty Heizi brother is like a well-behaved little sheep, but in front of his subordinates, he is still the big boss who says nothing.

"Biaozi, all your bonuses will be deducted this month."

"Huh? Why? Brother Heizi, did I make any mistakes?"

"Because Zhen Qiang didn't pay for today's meal, so I'm in a bad mood!"

"Oh, okay."

Biaozi was also confused, it's none of his business whether he pays the bill or not?I came out to drive a car by myself, and drove away the bonus.

Ye Zimei moved to the bedroom on the second floor and sat gently beside Zhen Qiang.

Looking at this familiar but unfamiliar face, there is infinite misery in my heart.

"You look a lot like him, really."

If Zhen Qiang was sober at this moment, he would be able to hear Ye Zimei's words and inner voice clearly, and also understand why he was chosen by Ye Zimei after only delivering food once.

Too bad he missed it.

Ye Zimei spread Zhen Qiang's arms and gently rested her head on it. This feeling was like going back to 20 years ago.

Zhen Qiang admired Brother Heizi's efficiency very much. In less than two days, he quickly selected this little girl named Xu Zhaodi among hundreds of people with the same name and surname.

Holding two heavy boxes of presents, standing by the sea, looking at the stretch of houseboats in front of him, Zhen Qiang felt a little headache.

"Number 169? Where is the number here?"

At a glance, all the houseboats look similar, and the materials are basically wood or mobile board houses. Many houses are covered with moss or rust on the outside.

Because the local dialect is difficult to understand, Zhen Qiang took a lot of effort to find the rightful master Xu Zhaodi.

This was the first time Zhen Qiang saw her in person, and it was indeed the same as Liu Mei's description.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, his facial features are fairly handsome, but his complexion is very dark, which can be seen as the result of working abroad all year round.

A pair of light blue half-sleeves that have been washed and faded, paired with knee-length shorts that are somewhat baggy and ill-fitting, are very rustic.

After Zhen Qiang expressed his intention, Xu Zhaodi seemed a little flustered.

Speak a little blunt mandarin, keep pushing Zhen Qiang out, don't want gifts, just let him go quickly.

Zhen Qiang was a little puzzled, I came to give gifts, why does it feel like I came to ask for a debt?