Chapter 75 Love is for fools
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Mo Bi Mei Le Mo
In the restaurant, cup shadows intertwined and it was very lively.
Over the past few years, under the suppression of the imperial capital scc supercar club, the sscc supercar club in Shanghai has struggled to move forward, and even couldn't recruit people.
Now that the shame has come to an end, Zhao Zhenglong proposed to book a hotel for a celebration party.
Basically, as long as they are in the magic capital, they will all come.
In the box, there were at least a hundred people scattered here and there.
At the main table, Zhao Zhenglong raised his wine glass, stood up, and shouted: "Brothers~ everyone, listen to me."
"Now, who is the biggest contributor to our shameful revenge?"
"Jiang Lang~"
"Car god~"
Everyone was crying and howling, but without exception, they all looked at the man beside Zhao Zhenglong on the main table.
"Okay~ I suggest that everyone raise a glass and pay respects to our great hero!"
"Yes, yes, raise a glass!" Everyone raised their glasses and echoed.
Jiang Lang stood up holding his wine glass dumbfounded, and said, "Thank you for your love, let's not get drunk tonight!"
"Done!"
"Drink~"
"Bang~" The wine glasses collided, and the atmosphere was lively.
After drinking for three rounds, during this period, people came to toast with Jiang Lang from time to time.
Jiang Lang never refused anyone who came. After his father failed to start a business, he was often hungover. He grew up in the wine jar.
He has a very good capacity for alcohol, known as "two and a half catties of liquor, and beer can be poured casually!"
But this time, he miscalculated.
No matter how powerful a person is, he can't resist the bombing in turn, so he blushed and hid on the balcony.
He lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and planned to take a rest.
At this time.
Zhao Yanyu came over with a bowl of hangover soup brought from somewhere.
"I can't drink it, but I still drink it. I hate your men drinking." She looked at Jiang Lang with complicated eyes, curled her lips, and handed the soup over.
She doesn't like men who drink alcohol. When her father Zhao Liguo started his business when she was a child, the business wasn't that big.
Every time I went out to talk about cooperation, I was drunk and dizzy. My mother Cao Xue cried and scolded, but she still cooked a bowl of sober soup for my father.
Seeing Jiang Lang being drunk all the time, she suddenly felt a little distressed for some reason.
By accident, I asked the hotel for a bowl of hangover soup, and brought it over.
Jiang Lang glanced at the other party, took a sip of the hangover soup, and felt a little better.
After thinking about it, he said, "Thank you!"
Zhao Yanyu looked at Jiang Lang, who was clearly smelling of alcohol, but looked calm, with a little surprise in his eyes.
"Aren't you drunk?"
Jiang Lang touched his nose and said with an embarrassed smile: "Xiao Zui, Xiao Zui~"
He can drink, but doesn't like to get drunk unless absolutely necessary.
Every time I feel that it is almost done, I will find an excuse to slip away.
but...
Usually no one can push him to that extent.
This time, being bombarded by people in turn, the gods couldn't stop them, so they had to slip ahead of time.
"Oh~" Zhao Yanyu nodded and walked to Jiang Lang's side.
She looked at the bustling crowd below the balcony, her eyes were inexplicable, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
The breeze blew up her three thousand black hair, making her look extremely soft and beautiful.
The atmosphere seemed awkward for a while.
Jiang Lang pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly, "That... last time, I'm sorry."
He apologized again for the suspicion that Zhao Yanyu had sold the information last time.
Zhao Yanyu glanced at the other party lightly, then shook her head slightly: "I'm not that stingy."
These days, after returning home, she tried to think from Jiang Lang's point of view, and found that the other party's suspicion of her was not unreasonable.
after all...
Who made her the first person to contact the information.
Jiang Lang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak, but Zhao Yanyu's voice continued to come from his ear.
"Well, your driving skills are very good!"
Jiang Lang gave him a strange look, thinking to himself.
Don't you know whether your driving skills are good or not?
you still need to ask?
He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay!"
Zhao Yanyu kicked the stone slab on the balcony.
After a while, he suddenly whispered: "Yes, can you teach me?"
Jiang Lang glanced at the other party in surprise, patted his chest casually, and said boldly: "Okay, let's treat it as an apology."
"Hmm~" Zhao Yanyu slightly tilted her head in response, with a cunning flash in her eyes.
At this time.
A fat, drunk man ran in.
"Fuck! Brother Lang, why are you hiding here? I've been looking for you for a long time!" Zhao Zhenglong said, sticking out his tongue, reeking of alcohol.
"Let's go, let's go drink!" He put his arm around Jiang Lang's shoulder, looking very happy.
suddenly.
He let out a surprised "Huh", as if he just realized it, he rubbed his eyes and looked at Zhao Yanyu in a daze.
"I'll go, Zhao Yanyu, why are you here?"
"What's the matter with me here, Fatty Zhao!" Zhao Yanyu looked at Zhao Zhenglong, who smelled like alcohol, and waved his hand on the tip of his nose in disgust.
Zhao Zhenglong became anxious immediately, squinting his eyes and shouting: "Damn girl, I told you how much I ate, don't call me labor manager Fatty Zhao outside, you need to clean up, right?"
Zhao Yanyu rolled her eyes and said disdainfully, "With your body, I don't know who will take care of whom!"
"You!" Zhao Zhenglong pointed at the other party and said "huh~".
Then he looked at Jiang Lang and the two, his eyes rolled, as if thinking of something, he smiled maliciously and said, "No! You two are hiding here sneakily, and you are still so close, are you dating? ?”
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Lang was a little dumbfounded, and looked at the other party strangely.
I go!
Being close is falling in love!
He wanted to pry open the other person's forehead to see if it was filled with water.
but...
He hesitated for a moment, then glanced lightly at Zhao Yanyu.
This hot-figured Yujie has been exercising all year round and even has a waistcoat line. It must be very exciting to drive.
but...
Only fools talk about love!
Thinking of this, he shook his head secretly.
As for Zhao Yanyu, she blushed a lot.
She glared at Zhao Zhenglong, kicked him viciously, turned and left.
Zhao Zhenglong said "Ah~" and jumped up and down holding his feet.
"Damn it! I'm just kidding. As for being cruel?" He grinned and said, with an aggrieved face.
Jiang Lang touched his nose, but was not answering.
Mainly, he didn't know how to answer this question.
Zhao Zhenglong rubbed the calf kicked by Zhao Yanyu, and glanced at Jiang Lang: "Brother Lang, you really haven't talked anymore?"
"No." Jiang Lang replied dumbfounded.
"Unfortunately, I think it's okay if it's you!" Zhao Zhenglong sighed.
This is his heart.
For those who play supercars, what they admire the most are these masters with great driving skills, not to mention that Jiang Lang is no worse than their family regardless of his background or wealth.
The two became a couple, and he was the first to raise his hands in favor.
After a pause, he shook his head and said, "Come on, let's go in and have a few more drinks. These people have been arguing and clamoring to see you."
"If you don't show up again, the table will probably be turned over."
Jiang Lang shrugged and said with a helpless smile, "Okay, let's go..."
Over the past few years, under the suppression of the imperial capital scc supercar club, the sscc supercar club in Shanghai has struggled to move forward, and even couldn't recruit people.
Now that the shame has come to an end, Zhao Zhenglong proposed to book a hotel for a celebration party.
Basically, as long as they are in the magic capital, they will all come.
In the box, there were at least a hundred people scattered here and there.
At the main table, Zhao Zhenglong raised his wine glass, stood up, and shouted: "Brothers~ everyone, listen to me."
"Now, who is the biggest contributor to our shameful revenge?"
"Jiang Lang~"
"Car god~"
Everyone was crying and howling, but without exception, they all looked at the man beside Zhao Zhenglong on the main table.
"Okay~ I suggest that everyone raise a glass and pay respects to our great hero!"
"Yes, yes, raise a glass!" Everyone raised their glasses and echoed.
Jiang Lang stood up holding his wine glass dumbfounded, and said, "Thank you for your love, let's not get drunk tonight!"
"Done!"
"Drink~"
"Bang~" The wine glasses collided, and the atmosphere was lively.
After drinking for three rounds, during this period, people came to toast with Jiang Lang from time to time.
Jiang Lang never refused anyone who came. After his father failed to start a business, he was often hungover. He grew up in the wine jar.
He has a very good capacity for alcohol, known as "two and a half catties of liquor, and beer can be poured casually!"
But this time, he miscalculated.
No matter how powerful a person is, he can't resist the bombing in turn, so he blushed and hid on the balcony.
He lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and planned to take a rest.
At this time.
Zhao Yanyu came over with a bowl of hangover soup brought from somewhere.
"I can't drink it, but I still drink it. I hate your men drinking." She looked at Jiang Lang with complicated eyes, curled her lips, and handed the soup over.
She doesn't like men who drink alcohol. When her father Zhao Liguo started his business when she was a child, the business wasn't that big.
Every time I went out to talk about cooperation, I was drunk and dizzy. My mother Cao Xue cried and scolded, but she still cooked a bowl of sober soup for my father.
Seeing Jiang Lang being drunk all the time, she suddenly felt a little distressed for some reason.
By accident, I asked the hotel for a bowl of hangover soup, and brought it over.
Jiang Lang glanced at the other party, took a sip of the hangover soup, and felt a little better.
After thinking about it, he said, "Thank you!"
Zhao Yanyu looked at Jiang Lang, who was clearly smelling of alcohol, but looked calm, with a little surprise in his eyes.
"Aren't you drunk?"
Jiang Lang touched his nose and said with an embarrassed smile: "Xiao Zui, Xiao Zui~"
He can drink, but doesn't like to get drunk unless absolutely necessary.
Every time I feel that it is almost done, I will find an excuse to slip away.
but...
Usually no one can push him to that extent.
This time, being bombarded by people in turn, the gods couldn't stop them, so they had to slip ahead of time.
"Oh~" Zhao Yanyu nodded and walked to Jiang Lang's side.
She looked at the bustling crowd below the balcony, her eyes were inexplicable, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
The breeze blew up her three thousand black hair, making her look extremely soft and beautiful.
The atmosphere seemed awkward for a while.
Jiang Lang pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly, "That... last time, I'm sorry."
He apologized again for the suspicion that Zhao Yanyu had sold the information last time.
Zhao Yanyu glanced at the other party lightly, then shook her head slightly: "I'm not that stingy."
These days, after returning home, she tried to think from Jiang Lang's point of view, and found that the other party's suspicion of her was not unreasonable.
after all...
Who made her the first person to contact the information.
Jiang Lang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak, but Zhao Yanyu's voice continued to come from his ear.
"Well, your driving skills are very good!"
Jiang Lang gave him a strange look, thinking to himself.
Don't you know whether your driving skills are good or not?
you still need to ask?
He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay!"
Zhao Yanyu kicked the stone slab on the balcony.
After a while, he suddenly whispered: "Yes, can you teach me?"
Jiang Lang glanced at the other party in surprise, patted his chest casually, and said boldly: "Okay, let's treat it as an apology."
"Hmm~" Zhao Yanyu slightly tilted her head in response, with a cunning flash in her eyes.
At this time.
A fat, drunk man ran in.
"Fuck! Brother Lang, why are you hiding here? I've been looking for you for a long time!" Zhao Zhenglong said, sticking out his tongue, reeking of alcohol.
"Let's go, let's go drink!" He put his arm around Jiang Lang's shoulder, looking very happy.
suddenly.
He let out a surprised "Huh", as if he just realized it, he rubbed his eyes and looked at Zhao Yanyu in a daze.
"I'll go, Zhao Yanyu, why are you here?"
"What's the matter with me here, Fatty Zhao!" Zhao Yanyu looked at Zhao Zhenglong, who smelled like alcohol, and waved his hand on the tip of his nose in disgust.
Zhao Zhenglong became anxious immediately, squinting his eyes and shouting: "Damn girl, I told you how much I ate, don't call me labor manager Fatty Zhao outside, you need to clean up, right?"
Zhao Yanyu rolled her eyes and said disdainfully, "With your body, I don't know who will take care of whom!"
"You!" Zhao Zhenglong pointed at the other party and said "huh~".
Then he looked at Jiang Lang and the two, his eyes rolled, as if thinking of something, he smiled maliciously and said, "No! You two are hiding here sneakily, and you are still so close, are you dating? ?”
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Lang was a little dumbfounded, and looked at the other party strangely.
I go!
Being close is falling in love!
He wanted to pry open the other person's forehead to see if it was filled with water.
but...
He hesitated for a moment, then glanced lightly at Zhao Yanyu.
This hot-figured Yujie has been exercising all year round and even has a waistcoat line. It must be very exciting to drive.
but...
Only fools talk about love!
Thinking of this, he shook his head secretly.
As for Zhao Yanyu, she blushed a lot.
She glared at Zhao Zhenglong, kicked him viciously, turned and left.
Zhao Zhenglong said "Ah~" and jumped up and down holding his feet.
"Damn it! I'm just kidding. As for being cruel?" He grinned and said, with an aggrieved face.
Jiang Lang touched his nose, but was not answering.
Mainly, he didn't know how to answer this question.
Zhao Zhenglong rubbed the calf kicked by Zhao Yanyu, and glanced at Jiang Lang: "Brother Lang, you really haven't talked anymore?"
"No." Jiang Lang replied dumbfounded.
"Unfortunately, I think it's okay if it's you!" Zhao Zhenglong sighed.
This is his heart.
For those who play supercars, what they admire the most are these masters with great driving skills, not to mention that Jiang Lang is no worse than their family regardless of his background or wealth.
The two became a couple, and he was the first to raise his hands in favor.
After a pause, he shook his head and said, "Come on, let's go in and have a few more drinks. These people have been arguing and clamoring to see you."
"If you don't show up again, the table will probably be turned over."
Jiang Lang shrugged and said with a helpless smile, "Okay, let's go..."
