The Supreme Spy
Chapter 147: Zhuang Zhou Mengdie
Today, the woman has a long-sleeved black lace cut-out shirt on the upper body, and a lotus leaf skirt on the lower body. Because of sitting and driving, the short skirt slid upward a little, revealing a piece of white thighs.
Qin Yang glanced at the other person, then withdrew his gaze, sitting in the passenger seat properly, but muttering in his heart, this woman casually dressed up, inadvertently revealing a somewhat charming and charming temperament, even if it was just a look , Can give people that feeling, not simple.
The car starts and slides into the traffic.
The woman drove quietly without speaking. Qin Yang also sat quietly without speaking.
Qin Yang tilted his head slightly, looking at this city that is still strange to him, looking at the brilliant lights, his eyes are slightly far-reaching.
The woman glanced sideways at Qin Yang, her eyes slightly surprised.
Qin Yang is very young, and she also knows that she is a freshman, but in Qin Yang, she sees a kind of calmness that does not belong to his age group.
If it is an average student, sitting in his car, in such a narrow space, alone with a beautiful woman, I am afraid it will feel a little uncomfortable, and will always talk to break this strange tranquility, such as where are we going? , The topic of what to eat.
But she didn't feel any irritability or uneasiness in Qin Yang. He was calm and calm, and the atmosphere in the car was also very peculiar. It didn't become dull because of the silence of the two, but rather seemed very quiet. Peaceful.
The corners of the woman's mouth were slightly raised for two points, she was a very unique little boy.
Qin Yang originally thought that he might be nearby for supper, but he was wrong. The car went all the way, far away from the traffic, and then appeared on the riverside, after driving along the riverside for a while, then entered a fork. Then he stopped at the door of a food stall that looked rather shabby.
Qin Yang was a little surprised. From the cars she drives and the bungalows she lives in, it can be seen that she has a wealth of wealth, but this shop looks like a very ordinary food stall. Why does she travel so far to eat here? Supper?
Do you see the river view?
The location here is quite good, far away from the bustling and hustle and bustle of the city center, and not far from the wide river, the cool river breeze blows, making people feel happy.
"Let's go."
The woman turned her eyes slightly and smiled at Qin Yang: "Although it's a little bit off here, the boss's few specialties are really good."
Qin Yang smiled, got out of the car, and walked towards the shop with the woman.
"Boss, long time no see."
The 40-year-old male boss looked at the woman and his eyes lit up: "Miss Zhuang, I'm afraid I haven't seen you for more than a year."
The woman smiled slightly and said, "Yeah, I have been too busy lately, I haven't had time to eat supper, your health is okay."
"Okay."
The boss glanced over Qin Yang, slightly surprised: "Is it still the same today?"
The woman smiled and said, "Yes, the spicy snails you make are amazing. I will bring a friend over to try it."
"Okay, sit down first, come right away!"
The boss greeted him enthusiastically, then he quickly stood in the kitchen and started to get busy.
The woman casually sat down in front of a folding table that looked a little old. She pulled a piece of paper to wipe the oil stains on the table, and smoothly wiped Qin Yang's front.
"Thank you."
Qin Yang casually thanked him, and then asked: "You know the boss here well."
The woman smiled and said, "Yes, I used to come here for supper often. If I eat too much, it will naturally be cooked."
often come here for supper?
Qin Yang remembered the slightly surprised look the boss had just seen him, and he thought of a lot for a moment.
Eating supper will never come alone, maybe it's the brother Ming in her mouth?
The rich usually don't come to this place, and she used to come often. Does that mean that her previous economic conditions were not good?
Qin Yang didn't ask him curiously. He glanced over the big river outside at night and smiled and said, "It's quiet here, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It's pleasant to eat and drink."
The woman also looked at the big river outside, her eyes slightly blurred: "Yes, the weather is getting colder now. If two months earlier, in the hot summer, I would have supper here, drink some cold beer, and the river breeze. That's comfortable."
The boss brought a plate of peanuts with puff pastry and put it on the table, and put a box of beer beside him, and put a beer screwdriver: "You drink first, and the hot dishes will be ready soon."
"Okay, no hurry."
The woman picked up the beer screwdriver, opened two bottles of wine neatly, picked up one to fill the glass in front of Qin Yang, and then filled herself.
The woman held up the wine glass: "Let’s get to know Zhuang Mengdie, the Zhuang Mengdie of Zhuang Zhoumengdie."
Zhuang Mengdie?
Dream Butterfly Bar?
Qin Yang was stunned, and raised his glass: "Qin Yang, Qin of the Qin Dynasty, sunny Yang!"
Zhuang Mengdie looked up, ate the beer in the glass with a bold sip, and smiled: "Qin Yang, thank you for saving me the day before yesterday and sending me home. Otherwise, I'm afraid something will happen. Up."
Qin Yang smiled and said, "It's all about the effort, you are welcome."
Zhuang Mengdie has a two-pointed smile in his eyes: "I heard about the back alley of the bar last night. Fortunately, you are fine. Otherwise, I am afraid I will apologize for the rest of my life."
Qin Yang shook his head and said, "Even if something really happens, you don't have to apologize. What I do is my own choice, and I will naturally bear the consequences."
Zhuang Mengdie’s eyes were two points bright: "I was surprised when I first heard that you were blocked by Qi Qiang, but I was even more surprised when I heard the results. Qin Yang, you are so amazing. All of Qi Qiang's people were beaten to the hospital."
Qin Yang raised his brows slightly: "Do you know Qi Qiang?"
Zhuang Mengdie nodded: "He is the leader of the small gangsters in this area, and there is basically no one who doesn't know him."
Qin Yang asked curiously: "Miss Zhuang, do you also open a shop there?"
"Well, yes, it's not far apart, so I have enough time to come over and listen to you playing the piano."
Qin Yang smiled and said, "What business does Boss Zhuang do?"
Zhuang Mengdie pursed his lips and smiled: "Bar."
Qin Yang was stunned: "Bar?"
Zhuang Mengdie looked at Qin Yang's stunned expression and couldn't help but chuckle, brightly like a flower: "Yes, the bar, it's about seven or eight hundred meters away from the Mengdie Bar, Dynasty Bar, but not Mengdie. Music bars like bars are the noisy kind..."
paused for a while, Zhuang Mengdie picked up his beer glass and looked at Qin Yang with a smile: "Is it surprised that I drove the bar by myself, why should I go to Mengdie Bar as a guest?"
Qin Yang nodded, and then tentatively asked: "Because of the name of Mengdie Bar?"