Data Wasteland

Next, the two of them talked about some unnutritious topics, probably the difference in customs between the Red Earth Continent and the Eastern Continent. In fact, Chen Xing has not been to many places, let alone the Eastern Continent, even the Red Earth Continent has a little knowledge of him. But some common sense things are already in the encyclopedia, just copy them.

"Tuk tu tu..."

Zhang Meng is thinking about how to further test the noble son who claims to be from the Eastern Continent, because this kind of thing is too unusual, and he does not rule out the possibility of the other party posing for his own benefit. If something goes wrong, this face can be ashamed. But at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in." Chen Xing said slowly, with a calm expression, and there was a high-level aura in every gesture. As the saying goes, I have never eaten pork, I have seen pigs run, and I have watched a lot of TV news, so I naturally understand a little leadership style.

Zhang Meng turned his head and looked. The door opened, and a man dressed as a farmer in a straw hat and slippers walked in. As soon as the other party entered the door, he asked Chen Xing in a vague dialect, "Boss, what happened to Fanqie?"

"I'm eating, what's the matter, tell me!" Chen Xing said with full anger. In his first life, he worked in a big city called "Magic City" for several years, and knew a little bit of the local "Sanghai dialect", just to fool him.

"You have nothing to do with your vote." Turnip said with a bitter expression. This is what the boss asked him to practice last night, and he learned a few words in total, either "Nong" or "Fall", which is quite mouth-watering.

"I see, you go back first, I'm entertaining guests." Chen Xing raised his hand and said.

"Good." The farmer walked away honestly.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Zhang Meng couldn't help but feel a little more convinced of Chen Xing's identity. Although he could not understand, some pronunciations were very similar to the common language, and it was probably a dialect somewhere in the East Continent.

After the turnip left, Chen Xing turned his head and explained to Zhang Meng, "This is the shepherd I brought from my hometown. I can't help it. I am used to drinking fresh red berry wine."

"Oh..." Zhang Meng nodded, and couldn't help sighing, "Brother Chen is so elegant!"

Unexpectedly, the other party was so particular about the wine that he drank, and he must have grown up in good clothes and concubines, and I was afraid that he was still a big family and a big family in the East Continent.

You know, the Eastern Continent is the birthplace of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, as well as the ancestor of the Eastern race. Although separated by the vast ocean, the exchange and trade with the Red Earth Continent has never been interrupted. A good relationship is conducive to future development.

Thinking of this, the last trace of doubt in Zhang Meng's heart disappeared, and he handed over to Chen Xing and said, "I didn't know the identity of my brother before, so I was offended, forgive me."

"Where..." Chen Xing said with a smile, "Brother Zhang has always treated me politely, thank you too late."

"Brother Chen is serious, he is serious..."

Two people of equal status can naturally sit down and have a good chat. After a while, the two talked about the wine and enjoyed themselves, and Chen Xing still had a faint tendency to come from behind. Zhang Meng is a collateral of the family, if it weren't for the fact that the direct line didn't have talents, it would not be his turn. Even now, his position is still unstable and will be replaced at any time.

"Well, what happened yesterday..." Chen Xing put on Zhang Meng's shoulders and said with some drunkenness, "There may be some misunderstandings. If there is a chance, please explain a few words for me and Luo Shao. I will come out. I want to make more friends when I'm running around."

"No problem, it's on my brother!" Zhang Meng said, patting his chest, "I blame Ye Yang's second girl for speaking too straight and hurting. It is estimated that Young Master Luo is still drinking sad wine at this moment?"

"You, have you noticed that the second girl you are talking about seems to be quite close to the one in Crow City..." Chen Xing said vaguely, seeming to get drunk at any time. Of course, all of this was pretended, and he was sober in his heart.

Zhang Meng suddenly appeared suspicious. After thinking for a while, he groaned, "Speaking of it, it seems that there is such a thing."

"Hey, who knows what a woman's mind is..." Chen Xing sighed, as if a person came by.

"Yeah..." Zhang Meng agreed, his voice full of melancholy, and he seemed to be a person with a story.

"There is an old saying in our hometown, green bamboo snake mouth, wasp tail needle, both are acceptable, the most poisonous woman's heart." In order to meet his identity, Chen Xing also chanted a piece of ancient poems.

After listening to Zhang Meng, he was taken aback for a while, gave a thumbs up, and exclaimed, "Wonderful, wonderful!"

In this way, the two drank wine all afternoon. Finally, Chen Xing asked Xiao Yang to send Zhang Meng back to the hotel in Lanhua Town. He went back to the room and read the novel while humming a little song, feeling very happy.

Half an hour later, Zhang Meng, supported by Xiao Yang, returned to the hotel. But as soon as Xiao Yang left with his front foot, Zhang Meng went out with his back foot. Like Chen Xing, he pretended to be drunk. After bypassing a block, he quickly arrived at the hotel where Luo Shaoqing was staying and saw each other in the restaurant.

"Big guy, come and have a drink with me..." Luo Shaoqing, drunk, said to Zhang Meng, holding his glass.

"Isn't it just a woman, brother will take you to have fun." Zhang Meng stretched out his hand and said with his arms around Luo Shaoqing's shoulders.

"Vulgar and vulgar fan, it's boring." Luo Shaoqing threw away his hand and said in a low mood.

"That's right..." Zhang Meng seemed to remember something suddenly, and said in a low voice, "Did you find out, the second girl seems to..." He hesitated after saying this.

"What does it seem?" Luo Shaoqing asked subconsciously.

"Do you remember that on the bus that day, Er Yatou had a hot chat with the guy from Crow City." Zhang Meng said.

"Huh?" Luo Shaoqing frowned, thought for a long time, slammed the table, stood up, very emotional, "So it's that kid!" He nodded and said with a fierce face, "Okay." ..." I saw him pulling the collar, his voice was almost roaring, "Are you bullying my Luo family?"

"Sao Luo, calm down, we are not small gangsters on the street." Zhang Meng reminded.

Luo Shaoqing immediately stagnated and sat down slowly.

"After waiting for a while, each family has begun to explore, afraid that there will be no chance to give him a trip?" Zhang Meng said. Although he looks big and thick, he is actually as thin as a silk. Otherwise, he would not be the first heir of the family as a sideline.

Without waiting for Luo Shaoqing to speak, he continued, "That Roy is just a nasty kid, if things go wrong, the second girl will change his mind..." He stretched his voice, "Maybe."

"Um..." Luo Shaoqing nodded thoughtfully, and sighed, "That's right."