Chapter 38 Sorry and it doesn't matter

After a few minutes' rest in Ye Hetu, Shen Suchi stuck out his tongue and slipped away quietly. Song Zijian estimated that he went to other rooms to meet guests. Ye Hetu is Song Zijian's eldest brother. Zhong Zhigang's treatment will not be much worse. Just drink whatever you want. No matter how expensive it is, Song Zijian's words, the bartending uncle is. Don't frown. This store is not his, so you don't have to worry about making a profit or losing money.

"Let's go. It's time to go home." After drinking at the beginning, several young people sitting at the counter drank and were ready to leave. They were calling the girl who drank the glass of wine prepared by Ye Hetu. Because it was the wine prepared by Ye Hetu, this glass of wine was invited by the girl by Ye Hetu, so there is no need to pay. There are not many opportunities to drink Ye Hetu to mix the wine by himself, because Ye Hetu is not a hard-working man who is willing to work hard and only cares about making money.

"Let's go first. I want to sit down for a while." The girl still sat in her original position and glanced gently at the stairs leading to the second floor. The shadow of hope did not appear in time, which well concealed her disappointment.

"You don't want to wait for him, do you?" A young man motioned in the direction of the stairs on the second floor and said helplessly. Ye Hetu's bartending skills made him a little impressed. The people who came out of the yard had a high vision of people, which could make them admire. A bartender, who had no weight elsewhere, did not want her to continue. Continue to wait here for the man to appear.

"No, you go first. I have to sit for a while." The girl whispered, very stubborn.

"Okay."

The rejected young man had to return to the team. When the others saw this situation, they understood a little in their hearts and stopped talking nonsense. Soon these people left and scattered, busy running towards the beautiful tomorrow of the motherland.

Zhong Zhigang drank vigorously beside him. He had never been exposed to cocktails. For the first time, he found that the wine could still be drunk like this. He dried off a cup and took advantage of the gap and quietly looked at the girl. The girl's temperament was very strange. Walking in the crowd, she felt very ordinary, but it was not ordinary. She was in the crowd. There is a kind of thing that many people don't have. What exactly is it? Zhong Zhigang couldn't explain it clearly. When his attention turned to the girl's face, Zhong Zhigang found that the girl he had been ignoring was actually a beautiful woman. Maybe it was affected by temperament, and the girl's appearance was not easy to attract attention.

"Are you looking at me?" The girl noticed Zhong Zhigang's eyes, gently turned her white neck and smiled at Zhong Zhigang. When she smiled, a shallow dimple appeared on her cheeks, and a row of white teeth was particularly beautiful.

Zhong Zhigang quickly lowered his head and turned red to his ears. He was looked at by others for the first time. He was under a lot of pressure. After his sister's death, Zhong Zhigang never had an in-depth relationship with other girls. It was just a polite greeting between colleagues.

As soon as the girl saw Zhong Zhigang's appearance, she was happy. Her dimples deepened a little, left her position, and walked to Zhong Zhigang and sat down.

"What are you going to do?" After Zhong Zhigang looked at the girl's face, he lowered his head and asked. His eyes turned to the girl's feet, and a pair of small and exquisite leather sandals were exposed to his vision.

"My name is Huang Yunyu." The girl deliberately answered the question and said mischievously. She thought Zhong Zhigang was very funny.

Zhong Zhigang finally summoned up his courage, raised his head, blushed and said, "My name is Zhong Zhigang."

The girl named Huang Yunyu couldn't help asking, "Was that person a companion just now?"

Abruptly encountering this problem, Zhong Zhigang touched his head and said puzzled, "Which one are you talking about?"

Huang Yunyu was a little reserved. Soon after brewing, he said softly, "It's the person who just mixed the wine for me."

Zhong Zhigang, who suddenly realized, patted his head and said, "Are you talking about that uncle?"

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At this time, Ye Hetu happened to walk downstairs and came to Zhong Zhigang with a smiling signature smile. Unexpectedly, he placed a glass of boiled water and sat in front of the stool at the counter. Huang Yunyu sat next to Zhong Zhigang. He was a little hesitant whether he should say hello to Ye Hetu.

Ye Hetu, who took a sip of boiled water, did not pay attention to Zhong Zhigang and Huang Yunyu. He patted the dust on the collar and didn't wash it for almost a week. The collar was full of dust. The air in Beijing was a little bad. He put the cup on the counter. Ye Hetu then said to himself, "If you want to tell me, you are here to worship me, I I don't think so. Because Mao-Ji said that the other party did not have enough excellent performance to benefit the people, and blindly worshiping him is a contempt for the party and the organization.

"Ha ha ha." When Huang Yunyu heard Ye Hetu's powerful remarks, he couldn't help covering his mouth and smiling. This person is indeed different from others. Leaving aside the bartending, at least it is much more humorous. Ye Hetu's image in Huang Yunyu's impression is still not bad.

Huang Yunyu finally stood up and walked to Ye Hetu. He summoned up his courage and said boldly, "I like to watch you bartending."

Such a move is commendable courage in the 1980s, when you can hold a little hand at most when you are in love.

It's just that the seniors couldn't expect the delicate love that was carefully cultivated by them. Twenty years later, it was just a joke used to "meigh two catties and go back to feed the dog". What reserved, what was conservative, all thrown out. The first sentence when men and women met was not "Did you eat today", but directly. Take the other party's hand, whether it's real life or Intel's acquaintance, without saying a word, go straight to the XXX Hotel, which has already been booked.

Hearing this sentence, Ye Hetu smiled and said slowly, "If you want to bridge the distance between us through this sentence, then congratulations, you have done it."

Hearing this sentence, Huang Yunyu's face, which was still relatively serious, instantly disintegrated and smiled again. In daily life, there are not many people who talk to her in this way, or even even. The openness and innovation of the United States are linked with Chinese words, which constitutes a new humorous trend. Ye Hetu is in this aspect. Founder.

"So, will you still be here in the future? Is it the new bartender? How long will you stay here? After the atmosphere was lively, Huang Yunyu's words began to come alive. Zhong Zhigang could only admire the big brother's stature. He had no resistance to the girl at all.

"These questions are well asked. I can see that you are a person who likes learning very much. Which books do you usually like to read?" Ye Hetu, who successfully changed the topic, said that it was not that he didn't want to answer. Who can explain the fate clearly?

"Me? I like Lu Xun's prose and Zhu Ziqing's. The girl said excitedly that she didn't expect that Ye Hetu was also an intellectual. She usually played with her friends and never talked about these things. Today, she finally met a person who could discuss literature together, which made her very happy. In addition, Ye Hetu gave her a very good impression before.

"Espse, um, that's good." Ye Hetu heard Huang Yunyu's answer and said calmly, "Lu Xun's Back, Zhu Ziqing's Chaohua Xi Shi, often read it when he is bored."

"Ha ha ha, can you be more serious?" Huang Yunyu smiled and said that the dimples on her cheeks were getting deeper and deeper, and her white face gradually blushed. She couldn't adapt to Ye Hetu's style.

Ye Hetu nodded, with a cynical smile on his handsome edges and corners, and then said, "In fact, other people are pretending to be serious. I don't want to be with others, so I have to pretend to be unscrupulous."

He lowered his head and changed into a melancholy and lonely look. Hollywood movie stars could only lift shoes in front of Ye Hetu. Zhong Zhigang gave a thumbs up. Obviously, he was enlightened by Ye Hetu's words.

Huang Yunyu couldn't breathe with a smile.

Then she was confused by Ye Hetu's Gothic melancholy, and a bold idea suddenly came out to make her blush.

Maybe it was a momentary impulse. Huang Yunyu stepped in front of Ye Hetu. Maybe he wanted to shorten the distance between people. With a red face, Huang Yunyu approached Ye Hetu's face in Ye Hetu's puzzled face. Ye Hetu wanted to dodge, but he did not feel the killer in Huang Yunyu. The unique murderous spirit made him get rid of this idea, that is, he was hesitating. Huang Yunyu bowed his head and kissed Ye Hetu on the cheek.

Ye Hetu finally reacted and was taken advantage of! Ye Hetu, who has been famous for a lifetime, has fallen here today. Ye Hetu, who has been seduced by countless beautiful women in foreign countries, has never let them succeed, because he is also a conservative man.

Huang Yunyu has never been to France, so naturally he doesn't know what French kiss is.

He kissed and left quickly. Huang Yunyu said with a smile, "Since you are pretending to be unscrupulous, so am I."

"You," touched the cheek kissed by Huang Yunyu. Ye Hetu, who had just been confident, blushed slightly. He pointed to Huang Yunyu and couldn't speak. He was used to appearing in thousands of eyes countless times. Today, this small place is actually a little embarrassing, because he is still a virgin.

Huang Yunyu, who made a bold move, blushed no more. She, who had accepted the traditional concept of tutoring since she was a child, asked in her heart, "What's wrong today? She actually did such a thing.

Ye Hetu stopped talking. He touched his cheeks that were secretly attacked by Huang Yunyu and sighed. In the end, he could not guard his body for his senior sisters. If Huang Yunyu knew what he was thinking, he might have the impulse to jump and curse.

Seeing Ye Hetu's sullen appearance, Huang Yunyu is constantly blaming himself in his heart. How can he do that kind of shameful thing? Isn't it a little too much to joke?

Grit your teeth and look at Ye Hetu. He didn't care so much. Huang Yunyu sobbed and said pitifully to Ye Hetu, "I'm sorry."

Ye Hetu was stunned, waved his hand, and was used to reacting, "It doesn't matter."

In an all of an inss, an originally tall figure became taller and taller.

Although this figure is sitting on the stool.

(PS: No matter how you look at it, it seems to change the taste of Ye Hetu in this chapter, but it feels good. Let's send it out. I don't need too many best shadows to write Ye Hetu in my heart. Time can change a lot, including a person's personality. When I get to the Imperial Mausoleum, I will write Ye Hetu more awesome.)