Chapter 83—I Strangle You

The last time I came here, it was already dark. After entering Shuiyuntian, Liu Yang knew that what he had seen before was not the whole picture of Shuiyuntian.

The one who followed Zhang Hui last time could only be regarded as the main building. The red wall next to the ground surrounded the courtyard.

The garden-like building composed of several small buildings, the height of the small building does not exceed four floors, pure Chinese-style antique buildings, red walls, green tiles and eaves volley.

The building is connected by meandering corridors. The ground in the corridor is also paved with antique large green bricks. People can walk through it, and it can be shaded on sunny days and blocked from rain on rainy days.

Water flows from the small bridge between the building and the building, the rocks are flying on the rocks, and the open space on both sides is surrounded by green trees, and flowers and plants are planted between the trees. It's summer, and the flowers and grasses are fighting. The fragrance of fragrance is a good place to relax in summer.

Led by Han Bingdi, Liu Yang and his group went into a separate courtyard and saw the tip of the iceberg admiring the already admirable water clouds, teachers and trainees in the training class. This was an eye-opener.

I don't know how long Han Bing has been playing here, but he is familiar with this place, guiding Liu Yang and others into the main building in the middle of this courtyard.

"You said that there were only 28 or nine people. I have three tables for you. Now I have to inform the kitchen to add a table. I don't know if I can prepare it right away." Han Bing seemed a little upset. Liu Yang said. "Actually it's still early, otherwise you go to the bubble bath first, play a game of ball, and do anything else."

Liu Yang said a little strangely: "In a place as big as yours, is it hard to add another table?"

Han Bing raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "You said lightly, do you think we are idle here every day? Do you know that people who came here made an appointment several days in advance? Just these three tables , I'll still give you someone else's first, when you are this roadside vegetable tube? When and when to eat? "

Liu Yang pouted his lips: "Look what you can, this place isn't yours. What's the advantage of blowing so much? You open the door and do business, aren't you happy that the guests come to consume?"

"Huh, you're right, the people who can come here to eat, or to be entertained, are elites from all walks of life. Those who think they are a half-time official or rich upstarts, even if they want to come Reception ... "Han Bing turned his neck slightly, and looked at Liu Yang with disdain.

As her head turned, Han Bing ’s black hair spread out like a cloud, a white jade forehead, two curved thin willow eyebrows, and a pair of eyes as deep as autumn water and beautiful stars. A touch of indifference and arrogance. Her slightly tall nose, **** bright red lips, and sleek jaw are really beautiful and extremely beautiful.

Her words were obviously sarcastic to Liu Yang, but after listening to Peng Yaohui and others later, the expression on her face suddenly became awkward. They are at the same level as Liu Yang. Liu Yang is an incompetent little official, so what are they?

However, this girl is so messy and beautiful, like a peony in full bloom, revealing a noble and charming temperament, even if you want to get angry, a few big men are a little embarrassed.

After ironing Liu Yang, Han Bing didn't think there was anything wrong. He reached out his mobile phone and called the catering department, and asked him to add another table to the listening Taoyuan. Want to come, this place where Liu Yang is standing is "Guanlan Garden".

"The leader is not small, but I don't know what level of cadre you are doing as an intern here?" Liu Yang followed Han Bing while walking into the room, laughing and joking.

"Special assistant to the general manager, how about this, isn't this officer a small one?" Just after the irony of Liu Yang, the little girl talked about her position, but with a proud concealment.

"Hehe, it's a little bit bigger than the secretary." Liu Yang said rudely. Han Bing was so angry that he turned his head and twisted his waist to walk. The long and clear jade legs under the skirt were smooth and soft, wrapped in transparent flesh-colored stockings as thin as cicada wings, and a white glow appeared under the lights.

What's more terrible is that because of his anger, Han Bing deliberately stomped his feet when he walked, and the pair of light blue lace-up high-heeled sandals worn under his feet stepped on the ground fiercely, sending out a nice cricket The sound must be Liu Yang as the terrazzo floor under her feet.

Liu Yang was funny and didn't bother her, but stood at the door of the house and politely led principal Wang and Liu Zuyi to go inside. Now that I am a student, I must have the student's awareness.

Han Bing stood on the other side watching his performance coldly, with a slight disdain in the corner of his mouth. After everyone went in, Han Bing suddenly kicked Liu Yang and said, "I just gave you face in front of your classmates, and dare to ignore me later, I strangle you ..."

The little girl must not have really died, but was struck by her heels on the front bone, and Liu Yang grinned, dissatisfied: "What is this saying? Why should I ignore you?"

Even if you want to kick me, you have to find a valid reason? For example, I satirized you just now ...

"Huh ... who didn't let you call me? I was dying for a semester, and no one was playing with me ... Hey, let me down ..." Han Bingzheng said, and didn't know what he saw Like a frightened bunny, he jumped into the room with a slip.

Just now Liu Yang patronized people, but in fact he did not look at the pattern inside. I found out that this is a hall with a total area of ​​200 square meters. The floor is covered with thick pure wool carpets, and the wall of the room is affixed with camphor siding, which makes the entire room exude a faint fragrance.

The whole hall is arranged like a living room. The stairs upstairs are facing the door just in. On both sides of the staircase, two pairs of semicircles are enclosed by imported leather sofas, and each semicircle is equipped with matching coffee tables and other furniture of the same color.

There are several pairs of calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and the mahogany bars are placed against the wall below the calligraphy and paintings, and there are some antiques such as vases, pen mountains, pen wash, aromatherapy, ornamental stones and so on.

A student wearing glasses and a white shirt may also be a fan of painting and calligraphy, standing in front of a picture, and admiring a tiger painted on that picture. On the top of this picture, a blue and white porcelain plum bottle is placed, which just blocks the lower part of the painting on the wall and the seal. In order to see clearly, the white shirt unconsciously grabbed the pen, and held it with one hand casually, but moved the eyes closer to the picture to see whose name was on the seal.

Han Bing, who was always calm, saw it at the door, but screamed suddenly, and ran in to grab the plum bottle in his hand. Frightened by the white shirt, his fingers trembled, and before Han Bing grabbed the bottle, his hand was released.

Despite the thick carpet on the ground, the plum bottle made a rattling noise and hit the wall, followed by a very crisp "click", watching the mouth of the bottle split in half.

"Ah ... you ... what are you doing? Who asked you to mess with the things inside? You pay, I'm going to be exactly like this ..." Han Bing squatted down and looked at the bottle, and stood up in a breathless dialogue Roared the shirt.

"I ... what are you shouting about? I'll lose money for the big deal. Isn't it embarrassing for you to have the exact same thing? You say, how much will you lose for this bottle?" Said the white shirt, reaching out Go to your own pocket.

"I don't need money, I need a bottle, you just have to give me the exact same thing ..." Han Bing coldly, insisting on his own statement.

In this way, the students who stood next to her felt that she meant it to be stubborn.

The bottle has been broken. According to normal conditions, the big deal is losing money. You said you do n’t want money, do n’t you want two more?

"I don't know how to talk like this, it doesn't matter how much this bottle is worth to accompany you ..."

"Yeah, yeah, you want the same one, where do people go?"

The people who came together must have helped the white shirt to speak. If it were not for the fact that it was Shui Yuntian, other more unpleasant words were also spoken.

Zhang Dingyuan took a look at Liu Yang at this time, and winked at him, which meant to let him talk about it.

Liu Yang shook his head when he didn't have it, and said in his heart what was going on here? Han Bing made such a disgrace. So she walked over to Han Bing and said, "Okay, isn't it just a bottle? I've broken it. If you want money, I'll accompany you. If you don't want money, I'll touch you I bought you exactly the same ... "

When Han Bing heard this, he jumped up like he was stung by a scorpion, and shouted at Liu Yang: "What are you talking about? Come with you? Even if you sell you, you ca n’t afford to pay ... do you know? You know what this is? This is a blue and white flower, a real antique. Sotheby's in Hong Kong has an estimated value of 140 million ... "

Breathing, Han Bing said fiercely, "Do you think I'm a scumbag? This was only identified in May this year, and the appraisal certificate is on the table ..." He said, Han Bing came to the bar, reached out, grabbed a thick piece of paper from above, and raised it in front of the crowd: "Look if I'm false?"

"You said ... this bottle is real?" Liu Yang suddenly felt a big head. If this thing is real, where can I find the exact same one?

"Not only this bottle is real, every piece of furnishings in this room is real ..." Han Bing said, raising his foot to Liu Yang all at once: "You dead Liu Yang, are you born to be me? The nemesis? Why do I have to be unlucky every time I meet you? "

"This? Shouldn't you blame me?" Liu Yang said, rubbing his legs a bit aggrieved.

"Why don't you blame you? Who do you blame? Who do you blame? You called and came over for dinner so late, all the other rooms are booked out, otherwise I wouldn't arrange you here. I just came to remind you A sentence, but I just patronized with you just now ... "Han Bing's eyes were like a knife, staring at Liu Yang tightly, his chest trembling with anger:" If you say that you can't blame you? If this is known by my sister-in-law, I must What drove me away ... I was so annoyed, I strangled you ... "

This article comes from reading book novels