I can't get enough to feed you

After leaving the Astor Hotel, she took the elevator downstairs, Meng Xiaojiang had 50 yuan in her pocket, because she had always been a worthless person, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with being Ji Xuanyuan's servant, anyway, she was used to it.

Meng Xiaojiang was thinking whether to buy imported snacks from a store run by a foreigner, or to buy pastries from a store, when a man also got into the elevator.

Meng Xiaojiang lowered her head, concentrating on her thoughts. She didn't pay attention to the man at first, but the man's gaze followed him all the time. The gaze was very undisguised. Meng Xiaojiang also noticed it. Be polite and stare at him specifically.

When he raised his head, he first met a pair of emerald green eyes, and then he saw that the elevator was cramped. It turned out that the person who came in was a tall and handsome foreigner. He was taller and stronger than Ji Xuanyuan, but overall he could He could be called tall and thin, with blond hair and skin as white as milk, and a pair of eyes as green as emeralds, as if they were dyed with paint.

The man saw that Meng Xiaojiang was looking at him, so he smiled slightly. Meng Xiaojiang saw his gentle and friendly smile, and saw him winking at him with tenderness in his eyes - Meng Xiaojiang was very puzzled.

However, he had heard that foreign men are very lively and cheerful, and would smile and say hello when they met strangers, so looking at this green-eyed foreign man, Meng Xiaojiang wanted to say hello, but how do you say hello in English?

Thinking hard, Meng Xiaojiang choked out a sentence: "Gude Maoning, Mister."

Yang Maozi was taken aback, and he withdrew his eyes. For a moment, Meng Xiaojiang felt that his eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion, but only for a moment, this person turned into a friendly and gentle expression. Meng Xiaojiang only thought it was him Dazzled.

"Good morning, Mr. Xiao." Yang Maozi smiled slightly.

Meng Xiaojiang: "You can speak Chinese!"

"I like the People's Republic of China very much." Yang Maozi looked at Meng Xiaojiang, and approached Meng Xiaojiang while talking. Does the taste taste as delicious as it looks?

"China has a vast territory, many ethnic groups, and the food is very delicious. I like the food here very much."

As Edward said, he bent down and narrowed his eyes. There was a dark red in his green eyes. He was always observing Meng Xiaojiang's expression bit by bit, never letting go of a single bit.

Meng Xiaojiang: "Sir, can you stop getting so close, I'm already stuck to the wall!"

Edward withdrew his gaze, stepped back, and the elevator reached the first floor. Seeing him standing still, Meng Xiaojiang was very puzzled that this foreigner seemed to have a different way of thinking from ordinary people.

Meng Xiaojiang took a step outside, regardless of the foreigner, and ran to buy food with the bag in his pocket.

Edward stood in the elevator, and soon a man in a suit came up. This man was in his twenties, dressed in modern clothes, his hair was combed back with pomade, and his face was thin and tender. At first glance, he looks like a rich man.

The young master couldn't stop looking at the green-eyed foreign hairy man when he came in. The young master's surname is Zhang Mingyuan, and it was Ji Xuanyuan who saved the good-for-nothing dim sum young master before.

Young Master Zhang Er looked at the foreign boy, thinking that he didn't understand Chinese, so he muttered carelessly: "Where did this foreign devil come from, his green eyes are so permeating!"

Edward turned around silently, looked at the son who came in the elevator, looked over with green eyes, smiled on his face, and walked straight towards Zhang Mingyuan, Zhang Mingyuan: "What are you doing?"

At the same time looking at the foreign hairy boy's eyes, Zhang Mingyuan became confused. He couldn't help but think, these eyes are really beautiful. He has never seen such beautiful eyes before. He thought again, this person is really beautiful. So beautiful!I have never seen such a beauty before, this is stunning!

The elevator reached the fifth floor, a girl outside helped a man, the elevator door opened, and a tall foreigner came out, both the girl and the man glanced at the foreign friend, who was wiping with a small handkerchief mouth, the two took a look and entered the elevator.

There was a man standing in the elevator. The man's face was pale and his eyes were confused. The girl and her boyfriend looked at each other silently, tacitly suspecting that this man had just finished smoking opium and hadn't recovered.The two couldn't help standing a little further away, not wanting to get too close to the big smoker.

Zhang Mingyuan blinked slowly, moved his feet, and walked out from the green eyes. With a movement of his head, the green-eyed beauty in the elevator was gone. Dizziness.Before he fainted on the ground, he only heard the girl scream, and he was still thinking, where did my beauty go!

Meng Xiaojiang went to the street, the sun was very bright today, the light of day covered the street, it was a rare warm day in winter, many people went to the street.

Meng Xiaojiang went all the way to the alley of Laotian Street and bought some Tianjin marijuana flowers. On the way back, she went to a foreigner-owned bakery to buy five pieces of cream cake, and then went to a snack shop to buy soup dumplings. And pastries, 50 yuan has not been spent, and two hands are already full, and I can't carry anything else.

On the way back, Meng Xiaojiang felt physically and mentally at ease, because he spent the money freely, and he also had a smile on his face. When he entered the Astor Hotel, he saw the waiters in the lobby chatting together.

When I got closer, I saw not only the waiters, but also the guests gathered in groups like pigeons, all whispering.

Meng Xiaojiang felt that the atmosphere was not right, and he felt that something had happened. He also wanted to join in the fun and wanted to know what happened. The waiter came over and said to him: "Guest, do you want me to help you carry your things?" to the room?"

Meng Xiaojiang knew that if he wanted the waiter to help, he had to pay a tip. He was used to deducting three times, and he didn't want to give a tip at all, but after thinking about it, it wasn't his money, so he handed most of the things in his hand to the waiter. He took out another dollar and stuffed it into his pocket.

The waiter immediately helped more sincerely and smiled. Meng Xiaojiang relaxed and freed one hand, which was put in his pocket.

The waiter complimented Meng Xiaojiang all the way, Meng Xiaojiang asked: "Did something happen in the hotel this morning? Why are so many people gathered together? What are you talking about?"

Of course the waiter knew what happened, and after thinking about it, it wasn't a secret, because among the three people involved, a woman's cry alarmed most of the hotel, and it is estimated that the entire hotel knows what happened now.

The waiter explained honestly: "A guest fainted in the elevator this morning, which frightened a lady."

Meng Xiaojiang: "I fainted in the elevator, is my health bad?"

The waiter shook his head, nodded again, thought for a while and said: "This gentleman who is dizzy has some status. He is the second son of Commander Zhang's family. The second son should be in good health. Many people come to our hotel to chat with all kinds of girls."

Meng Xiaojiang: "Come to the hotel to chat?"

The waiter saw that Meng Xiaojiang was young and looked about [-] or [-] years old, so he nodded and couldn't help laughing: "That chatting, the guests should understand."

When Meng Xiaojiang thought about it, he suddenly realized that he understood. He glanced at the waiter speechlessly, and continued to ask, "What's there to talk about?"

Waiter: "There was a doctor staying in the hotel, and he immediately went to see Mr. Zhang who had fainted. The doctor said that Mr. Zhang fainted from excessive blood loss. There were... two holes in his neck."

"Two holes?" Meng Xiaojiang thought he heard it wrong, "Did Zhang Mingyuan have two holes in his neck?"