Restricted fantasy invasion

Chapter 143 141. Old woman, I beat you by a lot!
"Ding dong~"

"Fifth floor, here we are."

Black marble tiles form a heavy background, and the classical Sonata in F major flows into the heart like water.

On the wall of the restaurant named "White Feather", diffuse light spreads out from the top like a fan.

Inside the glass cover below, Yan Huan’s collection, whose value he didn’t know, was placed like a mirage.

Tong Yingying and Yan Huan were led into the restaurant by the waiter and came to a seat near the window.

Looking out the floor-to-ceiling window beside him, in the far distance of his field of vision, Yan Huan could just see the Golden Lion Building, which seemed to reach straight into the sky, surrounded by buildings that looked like "small mountains".

This is a rare and good location.

Especially when facing west, facing the sunset in the evening, it is particularly beautiful.

This style was very different from Tong Yingying who used to lie in a messy room in the South District and scratch her belly, which made Yan Huan turn around and look at her who was dressed beautifully today.

The eyebrows and features remain the same, with a little red lips.

It brought out a sense of strangeness that was different from the past.

"Hiss, my phone is out of battery."

Looking away, Yan Huan subconsciously picked up the phone, but all he saw was the "empty battery" sign on the screen.

To be honest, mobile phones are simply the "second life" of modern people. Only those who can remain calm when seeing their mobile phones run out of battery and turn off are divine.

If someone had a hypnosis app on their phone like Ye Shiyu, I'm afraid this kind of panic would be even worse.

"Sister Tong, although it may sound a bit unsophisticated, I still want to ask: Are there any shared power banks or chargers here?"

Turning his head and glancing at the surrounding environment, Yan Huan asked.

Tong Yingying, who was sitting opposite, took the hot towel handed to her by the waiter next to her and glanced at the waiter with sad eyes.

The waiter brought a hot towel to Yan Huan and said with a smile,

"There is no power bank. But I can find a charger for you, sir. Please wait a moment."

"Okay, thanks."

The waiter turned and left. Tong Yingying looked at Yan Huan, who was wiping his hands and looked like he had a headache, and couldn't help asking,
"What's going on? Are you in a hurry to get back to which girl's plane on your phone?"

"Don't say it, Sister Tong, it's true."

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Hearing this, Tong Yingying slowed down her movements in wiping her hands with a towel.

However, her sad eyes gradually brightened up, like a wolf that smelled blood, but her words still sounded bland.
".Is it the voyeuristic vice president named Sakuramiya Hitomi?"

"what?"

Yan Huan raised his eyes and looked at Tong Yingying. Only then did he realize that Tong Yingying's gesture of wiping her hands was very familiar.

It's a bit like some kind of pre-operative ritual that executioners or surgeons commonly perform.

Tong Yingying saw Yan Huan looking back at her, as if asking "how do you know?" and couldn't help but explain,

"Didn't you say the other day that someone installed a camera to spy on you? I asked someone to investigate for you. I was originally trying to see if I could help you deal with it, and by the way, I learned a little bit about that young lady."

Yan Huan looked at Tong Yingying who said casually "I need to deal with something" and couldn't help sweating on his forehead.

"No, Sister Tong, aren't we doing a daily show? Can you please not say scary words like 'deal with'?"

Another waiter came up to serve the tableware. Tong Yingying supported her chin and pouted, then complained,

"What's so scary about that? I'm helping you, okay? I asked you to call the police but you didn't do it.
"But to be honest, calling the police would probably be useless given her condition. It would escalate into a diplomatic incident, which would be even more troublesome."

Yan Huan smiled helplessly and did not respond, but he had already gotten used to it.

When it comes to fighting against modifiers, you have to consider both the effects and characteristics of the modifiers, as well as many practical factors.

Realistic factors can be both good and bad.

Just like you can use Ye Lan, Ye Tiandi, to suppress Ye Shiyu, on the other hand, you must also consider the power of the Sakuramiya family and the Golden Lion Group.

What makes Yan Huan more uncomfortable is that the more powerful the modifiers are, the better their backgrounds are.

It’s okay that they are Trisolaran in terms of the values ​​and mechanisms of a few modifiers, but how come the real forces are also at the Trisolaran level?
Pay-to-win players beat civilian players in all aspects.

In comparison, star idols like Bai Yi, who are considered to be the best among the best, are nothing compared to him.

Oh no, her current editor can stop time!
He has already started heading towards Alpha Centauri.
This is true for both the modifier value and its quality.

There is only Anle, and he is almost gone.

The lines can't even be aligned.
But the fact that Anle did not find such a person could not be blamed entirely on Yan Huan, because there was a very cruel truth:
Only the crying child gets the milk.

It is often the one who is the least troublesome and the most silent, but gains the least.

Now, with several powerful modifier hosts coming one after another, a normal host like Anle seems out of place.

Yan Huan could only devote his limited energy to fighting the most dangerous hosts.

As they were talking, Tong Yingying in front of them seemed to confirm it and asked Yan Huan,

"You must be continuing to be so polite to her because of her background, right?"

As Yan Huan was thinking, Tong Yingying's voice sounded faintly in front of him, bringing him back to his senses.

Yan Huan blinked, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Maybe part of it is due to Sakuramiya's identity, but she is not the eldest daughter of the Sakuramiya family, but the host of the modifier.

There may also be another part, the goodwill that is like a flame that has been extinguished, the goodwill that still has residual warmth above the embers.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan didn't know how to answer, so he had to avoid the question and said dishonestly,
"I took out my phone to remind You Anlina in the group chat. If I don't tell her, Sister Tong, you're going to cause trouble based on your attitude just now."

"What could possibly happen? Who is You Anlina? Is she also from the student union?"

"Yuanlina."

When Yan Huan thought of that idiot You Anlina, he had a headache, so he had to try his best to explain in a language that she could understand.
"Sister Tong, you know that your title is 'King of Drunk Ideas'."

".When did this become my title? How come I didn't know about it?"

"Everyone in the tavern agrees. That's not the point. The point is that Yu Anlina is the 'Idea King Virus Carrier'!"

".What the hell is this? It's more serious than mine?"

"Not only that, Yu Anlina is not only a master of ideas, but she can also expand the field of idiots! She can subtly infect others around her to become idiots and join her stupid plans."

Yan Huan seemed to know the secretary of his student union inside and out, so he said with lingering fear,

"Anyway, if you leave that action-minded idiot You Anlina alone, Sister Tong, do you believe that not only will your image in their eyes turn into a demon, but this place will also become bustling soon?"

"What kind of trouble can a few kids who haven't even grown all their hair cause?"

At this time, the waiter next to them came over to serve the tableware. Tong Yingying smiled disdainfully, which made Yan Huan complain speechlessly,

".They are the same age as me. Sister Tong, can you please not use AOE?"

"Um"

Tong Yingying propped up her cheek, glanced up and down at Yan Huan, and said meaningfully,
"You are not."

This sentence was not finished. The full sentence should be "You are indeed not completely hairless."

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Yan Huan heard it, so his face couldn't help but darken slightly.

He was really becoming more and more curious about what Tong Yingying had done when she was drunk and sleeping in bed with her that night that made her come to such a conclusion all of a sudden.

Yan Huan didn't respond. At this moment, the waiter came over.

I didn't bring back a charger, but I took two tablets and a bottle of white wine.
"You two, please serve some drinks. Here is today's menu. Please choose your appetizers."

Yan Huan took the tablet and could click on the names of the dishes to see what the finished product would look like.

I ordered two at random, and all that popped up were Michelin-style exquisite dishes with huge plates and very few dishes.

So Yan Huan moved the tablet aside a little and looked at Tong Yingying in front of him.

"Sister Tong, with your appetite, if you only eat this little, I'm afraid it will fill your teeth, right?"

In Yan Huan's eyes, Tong Yingying not only has the title of "Yu Qian of the Southern District", but also has the reputation of "Agent of the Seven Deadly Sins".

Let’s not talk about the rest for now, just this “gluttony” is something that ordinary people cannot compare to.

Judging from the fact that she secretly asked Yan Huan to make caramel pudding for her every day as a snack, she must have no awareness of calorie management.

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Glancing at the smirking waiter next to her, Tong Yingying's face slightly blushed.

I originally wanted to act like a lady on the date today, but this guy is too familiar with me and knows all my secrets, so it feels a bit embarrassing.

"I've had a cold lately and my throat is itchy, so I have no appetite, okay? Caviar salad for the appetizer."

".Your throat is still itchy, Sister Tong, why don't you eat some chicken feet to scratch it instead of starving yourself."

"Scratch your head!"

Tong Yingying's face darkened. She could no longer pretend to be a lady. She subconsciously reached out to grab the electric baton, but then she remembered that there was no place to put the electric baton in her clothes today.
"It's a rare occasion that I treat you to a good meal, but you're still being picky, right? When you go back, I'll treat you to an electric shock and you'll behave yourself."

Yan Huan looked innocent, spread his hands and said,
"I'm thinking about you, Sister Tong, okay? The food is expensive and you don't feel full, so what's wrong with helping you save money?"

Tong Yingying subconsciously wanted to retort, "I need you to help me save my money," but on second thought, she seemed to detect a clue from his simple sentence.

Logically speaking, what does other people’s money have to do with you? Do you need to worry too much about it?

If you think about it carefully, this guy has been thinking about his money ever since he opened a store in the South District, both increasing income and reducing expenditure.

He is just a boy working for himself, where does he get this sense of ownership?
Unless this guy considers himself and him as one family, and regards himself as the "boss dad".

Not only the shop is his, but the person is his too?

In other words, this guy really likes me? !
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Thinking of this, Tong Yingying first got rid of the guilty feeling that was previously stimulated by Sakuramiya Hitomi, and suddenly became confident.

But once the wave of confidence passed, the shyness came back to her. Thinking of this, Tong Yingying blushed slightly, coughed lightly and said,
"Eat yours. One meal won't bankrupt me. Besides, I'm richer than you think. You're smarter than me. If you're interested, I can let you manage my money in the future~"

Sister Tong, do you know that you look like a perfect replica of that older single mother who was cheated of her money and sex by bad guys?
He is the kind of child who has a wealthy family but has no experience in love, who is easily fascinated by a little sunshine and is the kind of honest child who is happy to "give himself voluntarily".

"."

But Yan Huan is definitely not an emotional fool, nor does he want to be a bad man who cheats people for money and sex.

He had realized Tong Yingying's intentions a long time ago, but at that time he liked Sakura Gong, so he basically kept his distance from her and never overstepped his boundaries.

That's why he often behaves like a "straight man" and "unromantic" in front of Tong Yingying.

In other words, no matter how stupid he is, after learning from Miaojiang that Tong Yingying secretly kissed him that night, he should understand what she meant.

But at this moment, Sakuramiya had already sent it.

The biggest shield and excuse has disappeared, and Yan Huan needs to face this mysterious yet close red-haired sister in her heart.

How does he feel about Tong Yingying?

Yan Huan couldn't help but ask himself.

After thinking for a while, he looked up at the very beautiful Tong Yingying in front of him, and Yan welcomed her shy but meaningful words.

Just as he was about to speak, a voice from the side suddenly interrupted him.

"Who cares about your little money?!"

The crisp sound was like a huge rock thrown into the water of the Sonata in F major, suddenly making the elegant and quiet atmosphere stand out like thunder.

Yan Huan and Tong Yingying were both slightly stunned. They turned their heads and saw a girl standing outside the door, panting.

She had cherry hair that had turned from black to pink, a delicate face, a petite figure, but an intimidating aura.

Obviously, she just heard the last sentence Tong Yingying asked Yan Huan.

"Sakura?"

Looking at the familiar face that suddenly appeared here, Yan Huan raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but glance at the dead phone.

I thought to myself: It’s really going to get bad.

Tong Yingying, who was shyly waiting for Yan Huan's response, suddenly turned cold and looked at the girl at the door, sneering,
"Wow, what a big mouth you have!"

Hearing Tong Yingying's ridicule, Sakuramiya Hitomi looked at Tong Yingying without retreating.

Because she always had a premonition that if she waited a little longer, waiting for the president to say the so-called "reply", she would probably really have to sing "Snowflakes are falling and the north wind is howling".

"Everyone, everyone! Please stay! We only require reservations here. If you are not invited by a member, you must make a reservation in advance to sit down and dine. I'm very sorry!"

At this moment, it was several seconds late before several waiters at the back led the rest of the student union members and Jiang Nuannuan over.

Obviously, the division of labor just now was very clear.

The rest of the people held back the waiter, which gave Sakuramiya the opportunity to break through the defense line and go straight into the inner layer.

And there is no need to guess, this crazy idea must have been thought up by that idiot You Anlina.

Yan Huan glared at You Anlina who was surrounded by the waiters, while she touched the back of her head stupidly.

The rest of them were from the outer courtyard and had never seen such a scene before.

But Sakuramiya Hitomi has been influenced by her family since she was a child, and is not afraid of the aura at all.

She just stared at Tong Yingying and sneered,
"You'll know right away if I'm bluffing."

After she finished speaking, Sakuramiya Hitomi smiled indifferently, and her aura was finally revealed no longer concealed!

The power of banknotes, ninth level!!
But she turned her head and glanced at the waiter next to her, and said lightly,
"Go and inform your largest shareholder here and tell him that I will buy out all of his shares today. From now on, this store will be named after me, Sakuramiya.

"So, my friends and I can always dine here, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent with such domineering aura.

The waiters around were stunned, and seemed to be thinking in their hearts:
Who is this girl?
Hearing this, Yan Huan raised her eyebrows, and Tong Yingying's expression seemed to become meaningful.

Jiang Nuannuan's face was full of surprise. Yahashigi and Ashley were both slightly stunned, as if they didn't expect that they would have to buy the entire restaurant just for such a small matter.

Is this the world of people with money power?
You Anlina didn't think so much, she just looked at Sakuramiya Hitomi Wayne with shining eyes and praised him.
"Wow, so cool! Sakuramiya, you are so handsome, just like in a movie!! In order to win back the president who was tempted by money, in order to protect the purity of the student council, Sakuramiya, you have made great contributions!"

The waiters beside him changed slightly, looked at each other, and then said,

"I understand, please wait."

After that, they left to consult their superiors.

"Humph"

Sakuramiya Hitomi folded her hands and looked at Tong Yingying provocatively, as if asking:
"How are you doing?"

Tong Yingying didn't move, as if she was intimidated by Sakuramiya Hitomi's courage.

Sakuramiya Hitomi could even imagine it. Although she seemed calm on the surface, she was actually gritting her teeth and was so angry that she wished she could chop herself into pieces.

I'm so sorry, old woman.

Not only age, appearance, but also
In short, no matter from which aspect, I am far better than you, old woman!
This thought arose with pride until the next second, when the management staff called by the waiter behind her called her,

"Hello, sir. Could you please make way for me?"

"Huh? No problem"

Sakuramiya Hitomi was slightly stunned, not knowing what the management was going to do in the room at this time, but she subconsciously made way.

"Thank you."

The manager thanked Sakuramiya Hitomi and then walked into the room, came to Tong Yingying and asked her,
"Boss Tong, you are right here, look."

Ok?
What Mr. Tong?
Sakuramiya Hitomi blinked, her mind still not wrapping its head around what was going on.

Tong Yingying didn't even look at the people next to her, she just stared straight at Sakuramiya Hitomi with a disdainful smile.
"Okay, isn't she going to buy out my shares and change the name of this store to Sakura Palace? Go, ask someone to negotiate the price."

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After hearing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi should have realized:

The biggest shareholder of this hotel is this damn Tong Yingying in front of us!!
This does not mean that the other party is richer than oneself, but.
He acted cool in front of his rival and boasted that he wanted to buy her shares, but she just watched him perform motionlessly!

You can tell with your ass that this guy will definitely not sell it, and saying this is just disgusting to yourself.

Really, what is embarrassment?
It's so embarrassing.

Sakuramiya Hitomi's expression and her entire body froze instantly. She looked fine, but in fact, it seemed that she had been gone for quite some time.

My toes not only dug a hole in the floor, they almost pierced the soles of my shoes.

She couldn't bear the pressure all of a sudden, so she subconsciously turned around to look for her teammates.

But who among the people from the outer courtyard behind her could help her?

But he saw that several people behind him covered their faces at once, and You Anlina even hugged Jiang Nuannuan directly, and could no longer raise her head.

"woo"

Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was left isolated and helpless, was hit by a critical blow, her face turned red, and her whole body was shaking so much that she almost cried.

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Seeing this, Yan Huan reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

He glanced at Tong Yingying in front of him, his eyes expressing doubt, as if asking:

"When did you become the boss here?"

Tong Yingying didn't say anything either, but just winked at Yan Huan, giving an impression of "the pretentiousness is self-evident".

"."

Too lazy to pay attention to Tong Yingying's secretly happy expression, Yan Huan thought for a while, and took out the credit card that Ye Lan gave him from his wallet, and said to Tong Yingying,
"Sister Tong, I've treated them to a seat, can you please arrange a seat for them as well?"

Hearing this, Tong Yingying did not agree. She just glanced at the card that Yan Huan handed over and saw at a glance that the card was unusual.

This kind of card.
Was it given to him by the elder named Ye?
Of course she was a little reluctant. After all, this was originally a dinner for the two of them, so what would it matter if an outsider was added?
But after thinking about it carefully, except for Sakuramiya Hitomi who was unhappy with her, the rest of the people were Yan Huan's normal social friends.
"Eh~"

Thinking of this, Tong Yingying seemed to have thought of something that would torture Sakuramiya Hitomi even more and also make herself more excited.

So, she pretended to push back the card Yan Huan handed over and said,
"It's okay. I can still afford a meal."

Then, she looked at the manager next to her and said,
"Give each of them a seat, including the guy who said he wanted to buy my shares."

"!!"

The words were spoken neither too loudly nor too softly, just loud enough for Sakuramiya Hitomi who was standing at the door to hear.

She was angry inside, but she knew that if she continued to make a fuss, she would lose face.

If the previous pretentious moment had succeeded, it would have been an absolute nuclear explosion on Tong Yingying.

But since it failed, it also lost the initiative and had to suffer a setback first and wait for others to catch up.

But it must be said that she had previously been dismissive of the so-called "red-haired demon" mentioned by Nara.

It was not until that day that she truly realized that Tong Yingying was a very tough opponent.

Especially that day, when she reached out to hold her phone and hung up the call to the president.
Sakuramiya Hitomi did not feel grateful at all, because she only sensed a kind of pure "disdain" from the other party, and the "pity" for herself that grew from that disdain.

Sakuramiya Hitomi felt sick when she thought that even the qualification to sit at the table for dinner was given by Tong Yingying!

"Okay, Mr. Tong, I'll arrange it right away."

The manager left to arrange the seating, while Sakuramiya Hitomi took a deep breath to calm herself down.

It's disgusting, but it's just a pot of half-cooked rice.

I still have cards to play, and I can't retreat no matter what.

Otherwise, if it really turns out to be as I had predicted, I would have to rest in peace in the ground, watching this old woman dancing on my grave.

She will definitely win this resurrection match!

(End of this chapter)