Professional dismantling

Cao Wenjun led Zhao Yao to Shangniu grocery store, Cao Wenjun led him to find a seat inside and introduced, "The business here is very good. Fortunately, we came early today, otherwise we must sit outside and wait for the number. Go, the beef offal here is very authentic, the soup is all black and black, don’t think it looks bad, it’s delicious when you drink it..."

Zhao Yao pulled the chair and sat down. Business was really good. It was only 11:30. They turned left and right after entering the door for a long time before they picked up such a seat in the corner. Cao Wenjun gave it to him. The waiter could still play, so Zhao Yao pushed the menu over, "Then you order."

Cao Wenjun took a piece of paper and turned it over and over again, "Beef bone pot or beef tendon pot?"

Zhao Yao didn't raise his head, "Don't you say that the offal is authentic, so let's just say on the offal."

Cao Wenjun looked at him strangely, "Didn't you say that you don't eat that if you have visceral nausea?"

Zhao Yao raised his head abruptly, and seeing Cao Wenjun was looking at him, he quickly touched his nose to cover up, frowned and said angrily, "Just order it if you tell me, there's a lot of nonsense, I'm not sick now, can't you?"

Cao Wenjun was overwhelmed by his roar, and took a pencil to draw a heavy tick in the small frame behind the beef offal pot.

"I found that you have a bad temper recently." Cao Wenjun concluded.

"Didn't you say that I was driven out?" Zhao Yao got off the donkey, "If you suffer emotionally, your temper will naturally grow."

Cao Wenjun didn't know how to comfort him when he heard it, so he filled the empty cup in front of him with tea, "Shut down the fire."

Zhao Yaote drank half of the glass to save face, Cao Wenjun said: "I'm not talking about you, you can't compare everything with Qin Yin, people are born with a golden key in their mouths, what about you? Although your birth is not bad, But the economic foundation determines the superstructure is your own thing to say, don’t make things difficult for others, and you don’t care about the matter of you robbing his girlfriend.”

Zhao Yao originally thought that Cao Wenjun was very literary and artistic, and he almost said that he had lost his heart when he preached, but he didn't expect such a sentence at the end, which almost drove him out of his wits and returned him to his hometown.

When Zhao Yao entered the barber shop, he really just wanted to clean up his hair. A bunch of girls and brothers at the door recommended it in unison. Zhao Yao didn't look sideways.

Those men and women who came to recommend hairstyles with booklets walked away speechless. Cao Wenjun squeezed over and said in a low voice, "It's better to have the whole hairstyle. It will take two days for you to feel ugly again."

I'm not a woman, so why do I care about my appearance?

"How about the whole nose of the plane?" The little brother who was left next to him gestured twice with a pair of scissors, "It's very popular recently, and it matches your temperament very well, you look very detached."

Just listening to the name makes Zhao Yao thunderous enough, "Why don't we have a refreshing short hair?"

Cao Wenjun also suggested, "You stayed like that before you went abroad, and I don't know why you became obsessed with foreigners when you went abroad."

Zhao Yaote wanted to remind him that worshiping foreigners is not so respectful, and not all foreigners are hairy monsters.

Zhao Yao picked up the brochure and flipped through it. This hairstyle is too flattering, how can it set off his temperament?

"Just cut this bitch off and save a few inches."

Cao Wenjun wanted to persuade him a few more words, but Zhao Yao had already followed him into the room. He was thinking, not only did this person become more tempered, but why did his appreciation level also change? !

board size?Before this, it was one of the ugliest hairstyles in his opinion.

Zhao Yao, who used to think that he was so ugly that he was so ugly, is now scratching his head and staring at his perfect image in the mirror. To be honest, he is not particularly satisfied, mainly because his face is shaved and his head is shaved. I guess it is not obvious that a man is angry. , it seems that it still depends on temperament.

"Are you handsome?" Zhao Yao asked Cao Wenjun while stroking his somewhat irritating stubble.

"I'm older than you, don't keep talking about taking advantage of me." Cao Wenjun was very dissatisfied with his address.

"Brother, are you handsome?" Zhao Yao asked again after a long sentence.

Cao Wenjun looked him up and down, rubbed his chin and fell into thought. Zhao Yao felt that this man probably had nothing good to say, so he opened the door and went out without waiting for him to praise him.

"You go home to accompany your girlfriend, and I'm going home too."

Cao Wenjun caught up with him in two or three steps, "Shall I see you off?"

Zhao Yao thought for a while, "It's okay." I got two red envelopes for my inexplicable birthday last night. After Zhao Yao returned to his room, he opened them and looked at them. One contained 6666 and the other contained 8888. The one with the larger number was probably given by Qin Liming. There is an "I am an upstart" temperament.

No matter who gave it to him, he is poor and has nothing at the moment, and these are his entire net worth. Whether he can settle down here or not depends on them right now.

Cao Wenjun was only sent to the gate of Junyue, Zhao Yao got out of the car and pointed to it, "Would you like to come in and play?"

"No need..." Cao Wenjun waved his hands, his eyes slanted back, "I don't want to watch the fight live."

After all, stepping on the accelerator, it feels like driving a broken Volkswagen out of a Porsche 911.

Zhao Yao followed Cao Wenjun's eyes and glanced back, and in the wind, he paid attention to the black Maybach behind the broken Volkswagen. He was about to pretend to be blind and walk forward without showing anything, but the windows of the Maybach were lowered and half opened. A surprised but handsome handsome face appeared from the car window.

The surprise that flashed across Qin Yin's eyes was suppressed by the forced smile, and he raised his eyebrows at the person in front of him who obviously planned to pretend he didn't see it, "Follow you?"

This distance is less than 200 meters, what's the matter? !This dedication is obviously out of mind!

Young Master Zhao, who thinks people don't care too much, doesn't think it's necessary for the president who drives a Maybach to show courteousness to someone who can only afford to drive a Volvo. He just thinks that the smile on Qin Yin's face is not very good-looking, provocative like a mockery, A little bit of a bad taste.

He has had a problem since he was a child, and he can't stand the provocative little eyes of others.

When he was in the second grade of elementary school, because Er Pang from the next class gave him a sideways look, he insisted on beating him up in an alley after school, even though the result was somewhat unsatisfactory.

But the person in front of him, no matter his height or figure, was not satisfactory after beating him, and the ending was probably worse than beating Er Fatty, so he decided to change his method.

Qin Yin was a little surprised to see that Zhao Yao not only refused sarcastically but did not hesitate to go around the front of the car and pull the co-driver to sit up. He found that Zhao Yao had become cuter since he came back from Milan.For example, he will not choke on his words with his neck stuck, and he will not refuse his kindness on the road.

The astonishment in Qin Yin's eyes could not escape Zhao Yao's sharp eyes, he raised his eyebrows triumphantly, the feeling of catching the enemy by surprise should not be too good.

"Going out with friends?" Qin Yin put one hand on the steering wheel and started the car with the other hand, and asked the silver Volkswagen who was waiting at the red light at the intersection with the end of his eyes.

"No..." Zhao Yao slipped his seat belt and considered whether to tie it or not for the distance of 200 meters, "I told you to go get the luggage together, it's not... Hey! My things are still on the public road!"

Qin Yin just ignited the fire, but was so shaken by his voice that he almost extinguished it, "Don't yell, don't yell..."

Qin Yin quickly grabbed Zhao Yao, who had already opened the door and stepped out, "Now you have the green light to sprint for [-] meters."

"Then I won't make a trip today for nothing." Zhao Yao leaned back on his seat speechlessly.

"Call him and ask him to send it back." Qin Yin reminded.

"That's right..." Zhao Yao took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number, "How can you cut off your IQ by handing over your head?"

Qin Yin tried not to laugh out loud. He glanced at Zhao Yao's new hairstyle. To be honest, he was quite dry and refreshed. It was brighter than the previous hairstyle, but each had its own taste. It's quite touching to be said by Zhao Yao himself so suddenly by Qin Yin.

Before this was released, it was absolutely impossible for Zhao Yao to say such a thing, even if he said it, he would not believe it even if he killed Qin Yin.

Zhao Yao had to compare with him in everything, but he was inferior in everything. How could the dignified President Qin not be shocked when he suddenly said something that allowed the opponent to fight back at will without being able to refute it?

Thinking about it this way, it can only be that Zhao Yao's attitude towards him has changed a bit, and thinking of this, Qin Yin is quite happy.

If the somewhat happy President Qin knew that Zhao Yao just said this casually like a mantra, he would probably faint in the toilet.

Cao Wenjun had just passed the corner of the street when the phone rang. He squinted and looked down. After seeing the name, he was amused. He picked it up and said with a smile: "Isn't it because you want Uncle Cao to go back and save you? Did you fight? "

"Fuck your sister!" Zhao Yao glanced at Qin Yin, the phone receiver was a little loud, he poked his head out of the window and shouted in a calm voice: "You have 1 minute to bring back your grandpa Zhao's burden. .”

Cao Wenjun took the phone away from his ear and glanced back, "I'll go, you didn't take the bag!"

"I'll call you after I take it. I'll be free when I'm full."

"I'm on a one-way street..." Cao Wenjun looked both ways, then clicked on the navigation and took a look, "I guess it takes a kilometer to turn around, why don't you tell me to take me for a ride in your little Wowo tomorrow? Bring it to you."

Zhao Yao originally wanted to nod and say yes, but he turned his head and glanced to the side, and found that the guy surnamed Qin was frowning and staring at him, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel again and again, looking a little impatient.

"No way!" Zhao Yao felt happy seeing him like that. He just wanted to make the surname Qin impatient, so he had to take some revenge for beating the original Zhao Yao and kicking him out of the house. Making him upset from time to time is a kind of small revenge, right? !

You have to go along this road, and you asked me to make the phone call. Although you are still handsome and stylish with a wrinkled face, the feeling of holding your breath is also your own fault.

Zhao Yao smiled and said to Cao Wenjun while thinking, "One kilometer is one kilometer. Brother Zhao has plenty of time, and the door is waiting for you."