Eat while hot

Chapter 9

Yang Moshu thought that Xu Wanhe would find him soon.

The reason is that the two of them seemed to have done well in the first two rounds.

After thinking about it, Yang Moshu felt that this excuse was too flimsy, so he tried to think of other reasons.

It's just a pity, other than that, Yang Moshu really wanted to break his head, but he couldn't think of a reason for him to come to him again.

The steamed buns in the paper bag were a bit cold, Yang Moshu stood in front of the window and looked out, seeing the number of people in the hospital gradually increasing and making noise.

Yang Moshu threw the steamed buns on the desk, sat down and began to look through the desk calendar.

A colleague passed by and laughed when he saw this,

"Xiao Yang, why have I seen you here looking at the desk calendar several times? What special day do you look forward to?"

Yang Moshu took the carbon pen and silently crossed yesterday's date,

"There is no special day, but I think I can have a day off tomorrow."

"Oh, it's true, you're off duty tomorrow."

Yang Moshu put down the desk calendar, thinking of something else.

I haven't contacted for half a month, but it doesn't matter, I will settle accounts with the old guy at that time.

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The dinner was arranged in a five-star hotel in Xinye, everyone who should have come, and those who should not have also come.

None of the people inside Xu Wanhe looked pleasing to the eye, including Tang Ziyan.

But it's not good to put your face down and walk away, so I have to hang out with these celebrities over there, talking and looking at the people sitting on the sofa opposite.

Tang Ziyan was laughing with a real estate tycoon next to him, turned his head inadvertently, and happened to meet Xu Wanhe's eyes.

Xu Wanhe remained calm, "What are you looking at, I just think your shirt is a nice color."

Tang Ziyan put down the wine glass in his hand, even though he had only taken two sips, his face could not help but flush a little, "If you like it, I will give you one later."

Xu Wanhe looked at him coldly, "I'll take it from you? I can't afford it myself?"

Someone next to him answered, "Xiao Tang and Xiao Xu have a really good relationship. I remember you two used to be very polite. Why do you look more and more like a family now?"

Tang Ziyan laughed twice, lowered his head, answered the phone and went out.

Xu Wanhe felt lost for a while, so he also got up and went to the bathroom.

When he got out of the private room, Xu Wanhe didn't even look at the man on the phone, he just pricked up his ears, catching a few fragmentary words.

"...Do you want to..."

Xu Wanhe pretended to be okay and went into the bathroom, but he kept thinking about what the two of them were talking about, did I miss you, or did I want to fuck you?

It's so fucking disgusting, you can call even after eating, your mother-in-law doesn't look like a man at all.

Two dead pussies.

Xu Wanhe got angry and stood in front of the sink to wash his hands.

When he looked up in the mirror, he stared at his missing ear for a long time.

Thinking about the countless injuries I have suffered in the past 30 years, I really don't think about the pain that time.

Tang Ziyan was too ruthless, he shot as soon as he said he would shoot.

When Xu Wanhe was leaving the bathroom, Tang Ziyan also finished his phone call.

After eating a meal for three or four hours, they finally announced the end of the matter in a group of friendly chatter, and were led out of the hotel by their attendants.

Xu Wanhe was already tired of being stupefied, so she was the first to go downstairs and walked towards the revolving glass door.

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It is actually not difficult to inquire about Xu Wanhe's history. Taking advantage of the holiday, Yang Moshu took a newspaper and casually chatted with a little brother with a flower arm who reads electric cars.

Said that this person is amazing.

I came out to hang out when I was a teenager, my brain was opened several times, my legs were discounted twice, and once a fool used a large board to pry off half a piece of hair, which only grew out in March. In short, when I was young, I led a whole day Helping people to fight with others on the street, known as Ju Jinhui's little overlord of stitches, because of the large number of stitches, he is the king in the whole area.

In short, it is a living history of blood and tears to get to where we are today.

But later on that nickname was no longer used by anyone. One was that Xiao Xu had become Brother Xu, and no one dared to call him that nickname because it wasn’t very nice. Another thing was that Brother Xu hadn’t been in the hospital for stitches for a long time.

But I heard that Brother Xu was framed by Brother Tang when he was the most beautiful. He was stabbed more than a dozen times in the corner of the wall, and everyone was stabbed to half. up.

Yang Moshu's face was sallow when he heard this, and he glanced down at the time, feeling that he had wasted two hours on this person.

But it is true that Xu Wanhe is a well-known gangster. Ju Jinhui and many entertainment and restaurants in Xinye are assets under his name. This is no secret in this city.

Yang Moshu used his memory to find the place where he first met Xu Wanhe.

Although he knew that this character would not stay in one place all day, Yang Moshu couldn't help but secretly made a small bet in his heart.

If it's really so predestined, it's not in vain to devote myself to him, isn't it?

Yang Moshu deliberately came to the five-star hotel opposite to wait,

After all, the stalker has to stay far away. It's too stupid to squat at the door and wait for someone, so it's better to play by ear if you stay far away.

Many leather shoes were stepped on on the red carpet outside the hotel, and then several luxury cars drove up and parked on them. The welcome boy in uniform at the door hurried up to open the door, bent slightly, with flattering eyes.

Yang Moshu raised his head for a while, thinking to see who was acting so aggressive, but when he looked up, he saw the pretending Xu Wanhe in a large group.

But he was not himself, there was a man walking beside him, handsome and gentle, well-dressed.

It was the one I had seen in the hospital before, but last time it was far away and I couldn't see it clearly. Although it was not close this time, I could see it clearly.

The two of them were concentrating on talking, the man smiled softly, his eyes were slightly curved, a bit childish.

Xu Wanhe had a thick neck and a red face, with a mouth full of contempt, but Yang Moshu's eyes were something that Yang Moshu had never seen before...

Affectionate?

It seems to be exposed but not exposed, and it cannot be concealed.

Seeing these two men of aloof status walking together, Yang Moshu suddenly felt that they were so well matched, the boss was good-looking and rich, while he was not good-looking and had no money.

Too bad.

Yang Moshu hid in a hurry, found a place to carry someone's back and let it go, thinking that he had nothing to be sad about.

Anyway, people will definitely look down on Xu Wanhe, and the onlookers will know that the boss is habitually polite, not as sincere as that fool.

Even though he comforted himself so much, Yang Moshu was still angry for no reason.

It was like a stone had fallen on my heart, very depressed.

Tang Ziyan looked at Xu Wanhe with a smile, "Okay, that's it."

Xu Wanhe couldn't help but look at him a few more times, "I have an office opposite, why don't you go up and sit down?"

Tang Ziyan didn't answer, just said goodbye in a deep voice, and was escorted into the car by Fei Qi.

Xu Wanhe raised his eyebrows, surrounded by his younger brothers and walked towards the opposite side.

No one seemed to notice the figure running fast in the middle of the street.

Yang Moshu collected several banana peels from the nearby fruit stand, distributed the rubbish on Xu Wanhe's only way to go upstairs, and then hid a little far away, waiting for the banana peels to relieve his anger.

When Xu Wanhe arrived at the place, he frowned and hid the debris on the ground while walking.

"Why are there so many banana peels on the ground?"

The little brother behind heard the words and said, "Brother Xu, it's that kid, I saw him posing here just now..."

Xu Wanhe raised his eyes and followed his younger brother's fingers, seeing Yang Moshu standing behind the newsstand by the roadside with a terrified expression on his face, he felt angry from the bottom of his heart.

Just as he was about to step forward to drag the person over for questioning, his body became unsteady, and he fell on all fours while stepping on a banana peel.