The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

Six hundred and six, the woman driving the Mercedes-Benz G

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One hundred thousand will arrive in the account soon, Chu Yao raised his wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, then got up and left.

The boss sat there dumbfounded.

It wasn't until Chu Yao went out completely that he hurriedly got up and chased him out.

Hey, brother, leave a name! Shall I write you an IOU?

He couldn't help shouting.

Chu Yao didn't look back, waved his hands and smiled: No! I wish you happiness!

Then completely disappeared into the crowd.

The proprietress heard the noise outside, her hands were covered in foam from the dish soap, she walked out of the kitchen, and asked doubtfully, What's the matter?

The boss glanced at her, and looked at the direction where Chu Yao was leaving again: I met a fairy.

...

Strolling outside for a while, blowing some air, Chu Yao was satisfied and returned to the B\u0026B.

There is peace and contentment in my heart.

I have walked this road with Gao Jing, but now I am walking alone, and I don't feel any sense of loss.

Thinking of those pictures before, it is more beautiful.

At the entrance of the hotel, in the parking area by the road, Chu Yao happened to see a Mercedes-Benz big G next to his car, ready to squeeze into the narrow parking space between the two cars. The parking space is very small, so it is not so easy to park in .

This... Strictly speaking, it is his fault.

When I parked by myself, the crowd was not so tight, and I occupied a little bit of the white line frame in front.

Just as he was about to go up and move a car, he realized that this huge Mercedes-Benz G had parked steadily with an extremely superb driving skill.

The front and rear are just right, but the distance is already very close.

There is no one else with this technology, and I may not be able to do it myself.

It looks like an old driver.

The car has the license plate of Chuan A. After parking the car, the door was opened. A woman in black jumped out of the car quickly and shook her hair. She seemed to be very proud of herself. Looking back and forth, she probably felt amazing about her driving skills. .

Then, with thick-soled long Martin boots, he kicked the tires of his Wrangler as if angry.

Chu Yao...

Shaking his head and smiling.

It's pretty cool.

This girl looks at most twenty-five years old, she is very beautiful, she is nearly 1.8 meters tall, her body proportions are perfect, she is not thin, but she looks very powerful, she is all in black and has long hair. Her hair was tied back, and her lips were flaming red.

100% aesthetic.

Chu Yao was a little surprised, and his mind moved slightly, and he strode over immediately.

Hey……

called out.

Ok?

The woman turned her head, and there was no one else, only Chu Yao. She seemed to realize something, and she quickly said, Your car? Why did it stop? Will it drive?

It's just... quite fierce.

However, she didn't have that kind of domineering feeling. Instead, it gave Chu Yao a little savage feeling that she beat her up because of her guilty conscience.

Of course, the main reason is the appearance.

As a face dog, he has his own beautification filter for all kinds of behaviors of good-looking girls.

He waved his hand and smiled: My fault, sorry, then don't kick it, it can't talk, but it hurts.

Chu Yao said cutely.

Inexplicably, there is a feeling of a little milk dog.

Ok.

Use softness to overcome rigidity.

Chu Yao's attitude was very good. The girl didn't mean to make an inch of it. Instead, she was amused by this anthropomorphic metaphor. She raised her eyebrows lightly, snorted softly, bent down, and touched the place where the Wrangler's tire was kicked by her just now. .

I'm sorry, I've wronged you, and followed a master who can't park.

Then he stood up, glared at Chu Yao, walked briskly towards the door with two long legs.

Looking at her back and her actions just now, Chu Yao couldn't help but smile.

It's a little... so cute.

Surprise.

Follow through the door.

At the front desk of the hotel, the girl was booking a room. Chu Yao thought about it, but he didn't rush up. He stood beside her and waited for her to finish the formalities. Then he walked over, smiled at her again, and then looked at the front desk: trouble,

Bring me a drink.

Uh... ok, wait a minute, what do you want?

There is a wine list above the bar, all of which are ancient and literary names, such as Sniffing Qingmei, Yilian Youmeng, Meng Po Tang and so on.

Chu Yao took a look: Meng Po Soup.

The front desk was doing two things. While checking in, he said, Sir, this glass of wine is a high-strength wine. The base wine of vodka is about 58 degrees. Are you sure you want this glass?

Well, it's okay, that's it.

OK.

After the room card was completed at the front desk, she handed both hands to the big girl in black. She glanced at Chu Yao with a cold expression and eyes, without saying a word, stepped on the wind and walked into the courtyard.

Chu Yao glanced at her back again, and didn't say much. After the reception finished mixing the wine, he sat down casually on the sofa in the rest area and sipped.

this wine...

good.

Although the intensity is high, it is surprisingly delicious. A strand of fire burns the throat and esophagus until it reaches the stomach, and the whole body is warmed up immediately, but the aftertaste is emblic, and the mouth is filled with a refreshing scent of lemon and mint. , as well as hints of fruit and sauce.

How is this wine mixed?

Chu Yao asked the front desk from afar.

Vodka, mint juice, lemon juice, green plums, Lindemann cherries, and a little Moutai, mixed together.

The little girl at the front desk said with a smile.

She had a good impression of Chu Yao, mainly because he was handsome, polite, and looked rich. She drove a Wrangler and booked the most expensive room.

Hearing her words, Chu Yao couldn't help but smile. It's really a mixed bag, but what's rare is that the taste is even better.

The main reason is the name, Meng Po Tang.

Give me another drink.

After finishing one cup, Chu Yao ordered another.

The front desk carefully looked at his face, and found that he was not drunk, and his words were still clear, so he stuck out his tongue and made another glass.

Chu Yao drank silently.

It would be great if it was really Mengpo soup.

There are too many beautiful things in the world, feelings, happiness, desires, temptations, but unfortunately, the threshold will become higher and higher.

Just like the girl who drove the big G of the Mercedes-Benz just now, if I put it before, there is a high probability that I will be quite hungry to go up, no matter what method I use, I will try my best to get her tonight.

But now, I just feel that everything is fine.

Buddhism has calmed down a lot.

Continued Cup.

A cup.

One more glass.

...

In the rest area, time passed slowly, and Chu Yao drank one cup after another. Because of the existence of the full blood resurrection buff, coupled with the perfect physique of up to 100 points, now he can hardly get drunk.

However, drinking this wine one by one, still broke a certain threshold, and it was rare to enter a slightly drunk state.

Until twelve o'clock, the table in front of him was filled with empty glasses.

The girls at the front desk were a little worried.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of wine is poured in one glass, but Chu Yao drank a full thirteen glasses.

Although one cup is not much, it is only one hundred milliliters.

But after so much going on, it is still a bit fierce, no, not a little bit, it is very fierce.

The point is, he doesn't look drunk.

His eyes are still clear, his tone is still stable, and he looks very sober.

Hey, don't drink so much.

Is there something sad about you?

No matter how sad you are, drinking like this will hurt your health.

She couldn't help breaking the boundary between the waiter and the customer, and said with some concern.