My roommate is weird

With Huang Biao's company, when he came to Song's company again, he was not as embarrassing and angry as last time.

After all, the security guard at the door could tell that this little guy was not a junior high school student who came to make trouble.

"Hello, Young Master Huang!"

The little guy looked around respectfully at the security guards, then caught up with Huang Biao in front of him, and whispered next to him.

"Why do rich people like to make this kind of ostentation, don't you feel embarrassed?"

Huang Biao turned his head and said something loudly to the security guard at the door.

"Did you hear that, I told you not to engage in those who have something or nothing in the future."

Security guard & Yang Xueqiao & passer-by:?

When passing by the front desk, the little guy also found that the big sister at the front desk had disappeared, probably also driven away by Huang Biao.

I can't say what it feels like, it's just complicated.

Still walking through the slightly complicated interior of the company as before, and walking into Song Danqin's office at the deepest part of the floor.

"Sister Song!"

The little guy opened the door and called.

"Can I buy you a meal?"

Song Danqin glanced at the little guy at the door, then glanced at Huang Biao behind him from the corner of his eye.

Bait number one, well done!

Song Danqin secretly put a large stack of documents in front of her under the table, then tidied her bangs, and threw the glasses on the table.

"Let's go, where to eat?"

Occasionally, the careful little guy naturally noticed the other party's action to collect the documents. In this world, only An Pingyue could avoid the little guy in this state to put away the documents on the table.

"Sister Song... are you busy..."

It was only at this time that Bait No. [-] finally realized that every CEO-like figure was extremely busy, and it seemed a little bad to ask the other party out for dinner without making an appointment.

"No problem, my secretary can handle this kind of work."

"dong dong dong"

From an inconspicuous shadow in the room came the sound of knocking on the table.

"Well, I think I am qualified to participate in this dinner."

Anping Xunnan, who was wearing a white sweater, came out from the corner, smiling like a big star.

The little Nan Nan seemed to say that she was very important, and she would remember to take care of her later, after all, the young man next to her looked a little malicious.

Huang Biao also looked Anping Xunnan up and down.

Isn't this the great actor?Could it be that he wanted to make friends with her through the relationship between the little guy and Anping's family?

Young Master Huang glanced at the little guy who was smiling stupidly.

No, I have to be on my guard.

Song Danqin looked at the few people in front of her and was also uneasy.

A Biao seemed to like that Yang Xueqiao, and Anping Xunnan's eyes were a bit wrong, this guy couldn't be serious, at most he was just playing around.

It's best to make Yang Xueqiao and Anping Xunnan a pair, so as not to get entangled with Huang Biao!

(°-°〃)

The little guy stared wide-eyed, why does he feel that these guys around are a little bit malicious...

……

So under the arrangement of several people, the little guy tremblingly stepped into a gorgeous high-end restaurant.

Yang Xueqiao stomped her feet, feeling that the shiny marble floor tiles under her feet were a little more expensive than her own.

"What's the matter? Speaking of which, what type of restaurant do you and Nan Nan usually like to go to?"

Anping Xunnan, who was wearing a mask, came over and thought he was comforting the little guy in a unique and embarrassing way.

Actually mentioned another girl's name while comforting one girl.

Ah!

Anping's great actor is nothing more than that!

Huang Biao on the side immediately sneered at this, this guy probably has a bad brain.

"Yang Xueqiao, in fact, you don't need to be too nervous. The average consumption of a person here is only [-] to [-]."

"Huh? Twenty or thirty thousand? I can't afford it..."

Yang Xueqiao looked through Hongxin's wallet pitifully, and the pitiful three-digit number in it was the little guy's pocket money for this month.

Now I'm going to clean this restaurant for the rest of my life, woo woo woo~

As soon as Huang Biao's words came out, it was a fatal blow to the nervous little guy, and it also made Song Danqin put his heart back in his stomach.

As long as A Biao plays normally, these two people are basically impossible.

The teary little guy looked at the three rich men who pulled him into the restaurant, and suddenly realized that his world might be completely different from theirs.

Song Danqin patted the little guy on the shoulder and smiled.

It's time for bait number one to pull the line.

"It's okay, Yang Xiaoqiaoqiao, I will count this meal on my head."

"Sister Song, you are really a good person."

Song Danqin nodded gracefully, walked towards a four-person booth with the little guy in her arms.

This is normal operation~

Originally, the other two steel hunks were thinking of going to the box, but only Song Danqin knew, how could the box be so big and the table so far away to match these two outsiders?

"Huang Biao, sit here."

The little guy timidly pointed to a seat for Huang Biao.

Young Master Huang replied triumphantly, the little guy wants to sit with me.

But I didn't expect that when I looked up after sitting down, I saw the little guy sitting diagonally opposite him, and the annoying little white face opposite him.

...It's okay to sit opposite if you don't sit next to each other...

The little guy secretly (thought he) manipulated the seat arrangement of several people according to the script in his heart.

For four people, Anping Xunnan sat side by side with himself, and the other two quarreling couples sat together, avoiding the awkward position directly opposite Huang Biao.

perfect!

In this way, Sister Song can establish a good relationship with the other party on the premise that Sister Song is not jealous.

However, Song Danqin was really happy when he hit the right one.

Anping Xunnan picked up the menu on the table.

Because most of the guests and waiters here are relatively well-off people, so the big actor doesn't have to worry about being surrounded for autographs without wearing a mask.

The dedicated waiter at each booth around him lowered his head and recorded the customer's request in his brain.

"Have two porridge with preserved egg and lean pork. I haven't eaten it yet."

"Ah!"

Huang Biao took the menu from the other party.

"Let's have this snow mountain lava, it sounds awesome... that or something."

The nervous little guy directly passed the menu in his hand to Song Danqin on the opposite side.

Originally, it was a treat for me, but the host suddenly changed, and the little guy was ashamed to order food.

"Four sets of set A, remember that two of them should not be too spicy, and open two bottles of red... grape juice."

The waiter nodded and turned to contact the back kitchen.

Set A in this restaurant is the most adaptable black pepper steak set, and the taste is relatively suitable for H continental people.

Song Danqin quickly glanced at the expressions of the few, and found that they were not dissatisfied, and those two men were a little proud?

Am I wrong?What are they proud of?

"Guest, the polenta in your set menu."

Song Danqin picked up the polenta in front of him, bit by bit tore off the butter toast covered in the narrow bowl, put it in his mouth, swallowed it, and then drank the polenta in one gulp.

This butter toast absorbs the water vapor from the polenta, and the taste becomes sticky and sticky like eating rice cakes.

The little guy on one side has learned well.

Anping Xunnan, on the other hand, ate corn porridge dipped in butter toast, which once made the guests who took the seats look sideways.

Huang Biao on one side was even more heavyweight. He thought the butter toast was a cloth used as a cover, so he tore it off and threw it away.

Song Danqin looked at the pale yellow polenta in the bowl.

I am the dignified female president of the Song Group, with millions of dollars every minute.

What is the purpose of participating in this weird party?

"Hello, your two bowls of preserved egg and lean pork porridge."

Relying on his good memory, the waiter brought the porridge to Anping Xunnan.

The great film king propped his forehead with his right hand and the rim of the bowl with his left.

With a flick of the wrist, there was a bang.

The bowl containing the porridge slid steadily in front of Yang Xueqiao.

"Miss, this is for you~"

"Eh? Thank you, but I don't eat preserved eggs..."

In all fairness, if this was a cocktail, Song Danqin might have to applaud the other party's handsome operation.

"Damn! It was pretended by him."

Huang Biao gritted his teeth and complained softly in his ears.

What are you putting on?

Are you pretending to be crazy?

Song Danqin was greatly shocked.

"Hello, your Snow Mountain Lava."

The waiter brought a plate of raw salmon. The red fish meat was covered with white crushed ice, which looked a bit like the so-called snow mountain lava.

Huang Biao coolly took the sashimi and ate it wrapped in ice cubes.

It hurts to look at it.

"why did you do this……"

The little guy couldn't find an adjective to describe the behavior of the other party.

"Eat like this, keep fresh."

Then why don't you go to the river and hold the fish to eat?

Under Song Danqin's calm and breezy appearance, there is a burning heart of complaints.

Time passed quickly under the performance of the two, and the waiter pushed the trolley and brought out the steak, butter buns and a few glasses of grape juice in the set meal.

At this moment, the two hunks established a competitive relationship between the two.

Huang Biao took a table knife and cut the steak into several small pieces, then put them on the fork like eating barbecue, and put them into his mouth piece by piece.

Song Danqin: Are you a kindergartener?Can it be delicious...

Not to be outdone, Anping Xunnan carved the steak into a lifelike little flower with a knife and fork.

"How about it?"

This is a special skill I learned for Nan Nan!

"It's not good, when you are wasting food here, there are still many little carrot heads in the orphanage who can't get enough to eat!"

"Huh? Then Nannan..."

"Nan Nan will never like it!"

"……what?"

Anping Xunnan sat back on the spot ashen, like soot on a cigarette butt.

Ten minutes later, after finishing the steak, Song Danqin decided to watch a sketch every time he ate.

After all, it is a real meal.

"Thank you Sister Song, if you come to school, I will invite you back!"

The little guy wearing a helmet sat on the back seat and waved goodbye to Song Danqin.

Song Danqin also waved his hand at the little guy, and at this time Huang Biao in the front seat was very proud.

If he pretends to find Nan in Anping, can he send the little guy back to school?

Isn't it me who is the final victor?

……

It was still this restaurant, and Song Danqin returned to the previous booth.

"Send away?"

Anping Xunnan sat upright, eating his own carvings and the leftovers next to him bit by bit, and he couldn't see the trick just now.

"Well, do you have something to talk to me about?"

"About the Fang family, do you want to join?"

Song Danqin paused for a moment with her right hand holding the drink.

"No, your chances of winning are very low. Besides, I'm curious, isn't Miss Anping the one who usually does this kind of work?"

"Nan Nan is at school, so she doesn't need to get her hands dirty to get involved in this kind of thing."

Pressed the wrong treasure?

Song Danqin took a sip of his drink.

"..."

After finishing his steak, the film king wiped his mouth with a tissue, and playfully used the knife in his hand as a mirror.

"Besides, I didn't become an actor for so many years for nothing. I know what happened back then."

"'Huang' Biao, don't you also care about this?"

Song Danqin sighed.

"too early……"

"Neither the Anping family nor the Song family are ready yet."

Anping Xunnan put down the knife and fork and raised Erlang's legs.

"But we all have someone we want to protect, don't we?"

……

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground echoed across the campus in the evening.

Huang Biao made a handsome drift and parked the car steadily at the door of the girls' dormitory.

"Thank you, A Biao."

Huang Biao smiled faintly, and helped the little guy take off the helmet on his head.

"You'd better not get involved with the Fang family's mess."

The boy knelt on one knee and crossed his hands to form a human ladder, allowing the little guy to get off the motorcycle.

"Besides the Fang family, there are several other old antiques. They are the type who eat people without spit out bones."

"There are not many good things in the emerging families. For example, the Anping family just now, he is a dead-headed paranoid."

The little guy stood on the ground and looked at Huang Biao who was kneeling on one knee in front of him.

"But my friend got involved~ I can't give up."

"Is it?"

As soon as Huang Biao turned around and stepped onto the motorcycle, it was a failure as expected.

The little guy standing at the door looked melancholy at the smoke and dust left by Huang Biao when he left.

Looking at the sentimental atmosphere in this picture, Pan Gu couldn't bear it any longer.

"By the way, didn't you go to have a good relationship with Song Danqin? What are you talking about with those two men?"

"Eh?...That's right!"