Great Power Army Reclamation

After singing the song, I suddenly didn't want to stay here any longer, and there was too much bitterness in my heart.

In fact, many people are like this. People who thought they had forgotten it will suddenly appear in their memory due to a certain opportunity, and they still have the kind of uncontrollable longing.

He even wanted to take out his cell phone and call her. It's just that he doesn't have her mobile phone number. The only one he has in his memory is the number at home. I wonder if he can still get through?

Sighing, Lao Rou asked Xiao Hui to stay here and continue to accompany Niu Dali, saying that something was urgent and left.

Before leaving, I gave tips to all the girls, not two hundred, but five hundred per person.

Then he strode out of the private room. In fact, he also knew that this was very rude. But at this moment, he couldn't care about so much anymore. He was so depressed that he just wanted to find a place where no one was around and yell.

Because he was drinking, the car didn't start, and the old man strode down the street. Shenzhen is a city that never sleeps. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and the streets were still brightly lit. Various shops on the street are still open.

Cars are flowing continuously on the highway. I don’t know where to go at this point.

"Brother, wait." A breathless voice called him from behind.

The old man turned his head and saw that it was Qiaozhen chasing after him. He was walking too fast, and it was obviously difficult for the girl to catch up with him.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?" The old man stopped and looked curiously at Qiaozhen, who was holding her chest and breathing hard.

Qiaozhen took a short rest before breathing evenly. Then he took out a wad of money and said, "Brother, you just gave me too much. I'll give you back the five hundred, just as much as they took."

The old man never expected that this girl would catch up to him to pay back the money. But aren’t they just doing this business to make money?

The old man pushed her hand back: "This is the song to thank you for singing. Your song is worth the money."

"But this is not the way to spend money? You spent more than 10,000 yuan this night. It's not that easy for brother to make money, right?" Qiaozhen stretched out her hand and refused to back down.

The old man took one look at his own attire and couldn't help but laugh. It seems that my attire has misled others again.

Xiaohui and Niu Dali were both wearing suits and leather shoes. They only had themselves, a half-worn jacket and a pair of baggy trousers. There are still some cement marks on it.

This problem of his was often criticized by Di Zhen, who thought he didn't pay attention to his image. But he really can't change it.

Seeing the girl's stubbornly raised little hand, the old man thought for a moment and took it, and then said: "I'm not familiar with this place. Can you take me to find something to eat? I'm hungry."

In fact, what Laorou said was not entirely a lie. He really didn't spend much time in Shenzhen City. Although there is also a construction site here, every time he comes, he is either in the hotel or on the construction site, and he rarely has time to wander around the streets.

Although we ate a lot of food, we were all in big hotels. As for street shops, we really didn’t know where to find delicious food.

He is a person deeply influenced by Na Wu, and he knows that real food can only be found in small shops.

Qiaozhen looked at him deeply, as if judging the truth of his words. Just seeing Laorou's clear eyes, she still chose to believe him.

"Okay, I can take you there, but I have to ask you."

Laorou nodded: "Okay, you treat me. But you have to make me full? I can eat it."

Qiaozhen laughed. She had been working in the karaoke bar for almost a month. She has always adhered to her bottom line, not taking a penny more from others, and not going out to eat with anyone.

But there was something different about this man today. At first glance, he seemed to be a very reassuring person for her. In all her life, apart from her father, this was the first man to give her this feeling.

After leaving the karaoke hall, Qiaozhen seemed to be a different person, jumping forward and walking in front. After walking a few steps, I was afraid of losing my old meat, so I kept looking back to urge him.

This made Laorou's depressed mood just now instantly soothed a lot. Maybe the girl's joy infected him too?

Qiaozhen led him to a food stall with various twists and turns. It was just a cart with some tables and stools scattered around. The sign on the cart is Chuan Chuan Xiang.

The old man has never tasted this before, but he knows that it is a Sichuan specialty and is as famous as hot pot.

Looking at this dazzling array of skewers, with everything on them, my appetite is whetted. Anyway, it’s up to you to eat whatever you want, so I chose it without any ceremony.

I didn't eat much during the meal, only drank. Mainly to take care of Niu Dali. When we arrived at the karaoke hall, we drank a lot of wine again. By this time, Laorou's alcoholism had passed, and the unique taste of Chuan Chuan Xiang had already made him hungry.

The old man didn't even bother to choose, he grabbed the skewers and put them into the basket. He has no dietary restrictions and eats everything. Just be full.

Qiaozhen wanted to give him some suggestions and tell him what was delicious. But seeing his arrogant choice, I didn't want to speak for a moment.

The main reason is that so many eyes are looking at this guy with complicated expressions. Qiaozhen can understand these eyes. When people ask, is this a human or a pig?

The old man couldn't care about that much, so he chose a basket and handed it to the proprietress.

The landlady just asked: "Are you from the north?" and then put the blame on him. The last thing a restaurant owner has to fear is a man with a big belly, and she has met more than one northerner.

Once some northern construction workers came to her stall to eat. Selling until midnight every day, she had to close the stall at ten o'clock, and those few people finished all the ingredients she prepared.

After Laorou's food was cooked, he didn't bother to say hello to Qiaozhen and just started eating. Qiaozhen sat across from him silently, forgetting to eat her own food, and just watched him eat.

This guy's food tastes really good. He purrs like he's pouring it down his throat without using his teeth. Qiaozhen looks at it and wants to ask him if he knows what it tastes like.

The pot of food was quickly eaten by the old man. He touched his belly and said regretfully: "I only ate half full. This food looks like a lot, but it is not much."

Qiaozhen didn't know how to answer the question, so she could only point to the food shelf numbly. There were many more there.

The old man hesitated for a moment and finally stood up. It's not like he didn't see the look in his eyes, and he understood what he meant, but he had to eat enough when he came, right?

This time, I learned a lot and started making meat skewers. Eat meat until you are hungry.

After two bowls of food, the old man finally burped, rubbed his stomach and stopped eating.

He asked the landlady how much it cost? He was preparing to settle accounts. After eating so much, he was really embarrassed to ask Qiaozhen to treat him.

The landlady said fifteen, but Qiaozhen still stepped forward to settle the account resolutely. It cost 16.5 in total and Qiaozhen only ate 1.5

Why is the monthly ticket gone? Say, where have you all been hiding? hand it over