After regenerating into one's own stand-in

He is serious about raising Zhou Luo as a stand-in canary, but the problem is that he has never heard of Xiao Li's white moonlight.

There is a person of the same type as Zhou Luo. He also has the standard Bai Yueguang personality, such as knowing him when he was young, going abroad and never returning. However, Xiao Li has never expressed any special feelings for that person. Falling in love suddenly while sick?

What's more, not to mention that he has always been aloof and arrogant, rejecting all those who throw himself into his arms, just judging from his personality, shouldn't he like that kind of cold beauty with a strong personality?

Zhao Yi couldn't figure it out, even if his brain was damaged, the aesthetics couldn't change so much.

Or... I actually misunderstood the boss's aesthetics?

Just thinking about it, Xiao Li urged: "What are you thinking about? Call quickly."

"Oh." Zhao Yi came back to his senses and dialed the phone number of the manager of Yuehua Hotel, "Hello, Mr. Xiao is going to have dinner tonight, please prepare dishes for the two of us. Spicy and onions are taboos... what ?”

Zhao Yi glanced at Xiao Li who was listening to the recording of the meeting with earphones on, turned around, lowered his voice, and said displeasedly: "Manager Yu, I didn't mean you, Mr. Xiao's private room has to be reserved every day. I also know, you know why we paid you a monthly reservation fee of 25 yuan, right? What happened today? If Mr. Xiao knows, we won’t be able to afford it.”

Zhao Yi listened to Manager Yu's explanation with dissatisfaction, saying that it was past four o'clock and Xiao Li hadn't called to talk about the meal, so he temporarily gave the private room to another guest.

"Another guest?" Zhao Yixin went to the door to understand, "Then it seems to be a famous person, I don't know who it is?"

After hearing the name from the other side, Zhao Yi sneered and said, "Then look at the manager, who do you think this box should be for?"

After solving the problem and hanging up the phone, Zhao Yi saw an extra WeChat message on his phone.

Xiao Zhou: "Brother Zhao, I've been forgetting to ask, since I'm a stand-in, who is Bai Yueguang?"

On the other side of the phone, Zhou Luo regretted not asking earlier after sending this WeChat message. After all, knowing who he was going to replace was very beneficial for him to maintain his personality.

The other side didn't reply for a long time. Seeing that it was almost five o'clock and all the roommates had gone out for dinner, Zhou Luo got up and got ready.

After a minute or two, Zhao Yi sent a reply: "I'm not sure either."

Looking at this reply, Zhou Luo was a little confused: "Didn't he tell you?"

After typing this sentence, he deleted "you" in detail and changed it to "you".

Zhao Yi: "That's right."

"It's good that you are as you are now. You don't need to imitate anyone. I feel that Mr. Xiao is quite satisfied."

like now?

Zhou Luo thought about it, and now he is standing in front of them with a green tea little white flower figure, which is quite pleasing to Xiao Li.

It is estimated that his Bai Yueguang is a person who looks soft and gentle, and has a soft and weak temperament.

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Luo felt that Xiao Li's aesthetics on this point did not match his own, and it seemed that the contrast was quite large.

There was nothing to clean up, so Zhou Luo went out directly.

When he was about to reach the school gate, Zhou Luo sent Xiao Li a location: "Mr. Xiao, I'm out, where are you?"

He was a little worried that Xiao Li would still drive his luxury car to the school gate, and wanted to stop him in advance.

Xiao Li directly called back the voice call.

Zhou Luo picked it up and heard Xiao Li's cool voice: "Go out and look to the right."

Zhou Luo was walking to the school gate, and turned his head to the right in fear. He thought he would see a luxury car with "expensive" written all over it, but he only saw a very low-key black car.

And it's too low-key.

It looked like it was borrowed from some roadside, and it was so dirty that it hadn't been washed for a long time.

Zhou Luo was a little unsure if it was this car, until the driver's window was rolled down, and a slender arm wearing a delicate wristwatch stretched out, beckoning to him.

It really is……

Zhou Luo walked over and got into the co-pilot, and really saw Xiao Li sitting in the driver's seat, the scene was extremely inconsistent.

With his clothes, he might be able to buy two of these cars.

Xiao Li naturally leaned forward to fasten his seat belt, Zhou Luo was no longer surprised, he was still immersed in surprise and couldn't recover.

"Where did this car... come from?"

Xiao Li started the car, looking a little unskilled: "It's rented."

Zhou Luo: "Where did you rent it from?"

Xiao Li: "By the road."

"Then when will we...return the lease?"

Xiao Li: "No need to refund, I rented it for ten years."

"Uh..." Zhou Luo looked at the car and thought it might not last ten years. "How much rent did you spend?"

Xiao Li glanced at him, and seemed a little displeased with him asking so much: "20."

Zhou Luo was speechless, and felt that it was meaningless to tell him that he could buy two cars for 20 now.

In just a few days, Xiao Li vividly explained how many outrageous things a rich man with a lot of money would do. These things can only make Zhou Luo further sure that he is seriously ill.

Treatment is imminent.

Since Xiao Li was a patient, Zhou Luo followed him as much as possible: "It's a good deal..."

Hearing what he said, Xiao Li put away his displeasure.

The two sat in this car and walked all the way to the city until they stopped in front of Yuehua Hotel.

"You go to the box first, someone will pick you up at the door." Xiao Li said, "I have something to do, so I'll be late."

Zhou Luo nodded, never asking more questions about what was going on, and keeping a proper sense of proportion.

Yuehua Hotel, the hotel that receives the most entertainment circles and business leaders in Nanzhou City, is decorated in a Chinese style, luxurious and elegant, with high aesthetics, and the price is of course not low, but it is not so high that it can be on the news circle for a few laps Therefore, many people with considerable economic strength will eat and stay here as a daily routine.

Zhou Luo glanced at the T-shirt he was wearing, which was Taobao's nine yuan and nine free shipping, and touched the tip of his nose.

Walking into the lobby, as expected, a man dressed as a manager greeted him courteously: "Is that Mr. Bai?"

Zhou Luo was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't realize that he had changed his name to the outside world.

"Correct."

The manager smiled and said, "Follow me, please."

Zhou Luo followed and approached the resplendent elevator in a detour.

Bulling Bulling, it hurts my eyes.

Looking at the decoration of the entire hotel, Zhou Luo inexplicably remembered the ward he stayed in two days ago, which was also so lively. It seems that the Xiao family's aesthetics are very consistent, no wonder Xiao Li chose this place to eat.

The elevator stopped on the eighth floor. Zhou Luo walked out with the manager, and stepped on the extremely soft corridor carpet. The waiter came back and forth without a single noise.

In such a quiet environment, an abrupt voice was all the more obvious.

The voice moved from far to near, and Zhou Luo recognized the voice.

Before Zhou Luo could think about whether to expose the fact that he had dinner with Xiao Li, Meng Yan walked towards him with the sound of footsteps, and bumped into him face to face.

"I said that I booked an A-level private room, and you are fooling me with a B-level private room? No matter how nervous the private room is, you have to find a way to adjust it for me..."

Meng Yan lost his temper as he walked over. When he saw Zhou Luo who was trying to hide behind the hotel manager but failed, his voice stopped abruptly.

"Why are you here?"

... If possible, Zhou Luo wished he wasn't here.

They have already bumped into each other face to face, and there is no point in covering up any more. Zhou Luo felt that he stood up from behind the hotel manager and cleared his throat: "Eat."

"Dinner?" Meng Yan had doubts on his face, "You?"

Zhou Luo nodded.

Meng Yan's expression fluctuated for a while, and he fixed on a "clear" expression for a long time, and said eccentrically, "You hugged your thigh?"

Zhou Luo rolled his eyes in his heart, you understand again.

But from another perspective, this is true.

Zhou Luofu also showed a clear smile, and said, "It's not counted. I don't have such a blessing as you."

Zhou Luo watched Meng Yan's mocking smile suddenly froze, and the look in his eyes changed from panic to viciousness, and he knew that his temptation had hit the mark.

Although there is no evidence, but from his experience in the entertainment industry in his previous life, and some strange sixth senses, it can be inferred that the person in front of him is the real canary, and most of them are underground people who will not have a reputation. lover.

He invited his roommate to dinner at Yuehua Hotel, presumably the guy behind him paid for it.

Meng Yan's impromptu reaction ability is not bad, he completely covered up all his emotions in just one second, and said naturally: "My family can give me, you really don't have such a blessing."

Zhou Luo also believed this. Meng Yan's family background was at least above the middle class, and he didn't know why he couldn't bear to go this way. Maybe he wanted to take a shortcut, or maybe his family was still out of reach in the entertainment circle.

Zhou Luo praised perfunctorily: "Yes, you are so happy."

Meng Yan murmured to himself, in the past, whenever family was mentioned, he would definitely wipe away his tears secretly. Everyone knew that the misfortune and incompleteness of the family were his biggest pain point, but at this moment, there was no trace of sadness or pain in his eyes, as if he was talking about not himself. Same.

More importantly, he already knew that someone was behind him.If he didn't guess wrong, maybe it was revealed to him by the person behind him. It is not uncommon for those patrons to talk about canaries among themselves.

Thinking that the big boss he could climb up to probably didn't have much skill, Meng Yan didn't cover it up at all. He straightened his cufflinks casually and asked slowly: "So who are you dining with tonight? Tonight A-level There are not enough private rooms, do you have a reservation?"

Speaking of which, he did not forget to give the hotel manager a glare.