"Okay, please come in."

A young man put down his guy and led He Liang into the hot pot restaurant.

"Tingfeng Pavilion, the VIP has arrived."

As the guy shouted, the guy on the second floor responded, came to the stairs, and smiled and took He Liang outside the room.

"Old man, please come inside."

He Liang looked up and saw that the words "Fengge" were written on it, and the dragon and phoenix danced, which could be seen as Miao Qi's work.

I have heard that this restaurant has a deep background and is indeed well-deserved. Miao Qi can only write a private room name.

A first-class official, he is not even qualified to write a hotel name.

When he entered the room, He Liang was stunned.

In the room, there was only a pot of tea, which was placed on the table.

Where is the person?

He looked around and found that there was no hair! In the next room, when Chen Buyi saw He Liang coming on time, he felt a little nervous, not knowing what would happen next.

But, he can't just wait.

I calm my mind and calm my clothes.

Slowly arrived at the door.

He reached out and pushed the door, creaked and opened.

This sudden movement scared He Liang.

He turned around in a hurry and his eyes widened.

He looked incredible, looking at Chen Buyi, "It's you?

You have given it to you, what else do you want to do?”

Chen Buyi's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand, and showed his waist card in his palm, and whispered: "Princess Taiping's waist card is here. Seeing this is like seeing Your Highness in person."

He Liang opened his mouth wide, trying to say something, but he was speechless and couldn't say anything. He just stalemateed for a few blinks of his fingers.

He Liang let out a thud.

Kneel down on the ground.

"He Liang pays homage to His Highness the Princess."

The effect is good, and I am very satisfied with it.

But he still tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart, "He Liang, get up and talk."

"yes."

He Liang stood up respectfully, stood with his hands down, without saying a word.

It can be seen that He Liang was emotional in his heart, and it was right to think about it. A person who took away the fruits of his own labor suddenly became his boss.

If it were anyone, it would be difficult for a moment to accept this.

"He Liang, are you dissatisfied?"

Chen Buyi pulled the chair and sat down, signaling He Liang to sit down.

He Liang did not move anyway.

"Go back to the master, my subordinates dare not."

Owner?

Subordinate?

Call me my master, call myself subordinate?

Chen Buyi felt a little incredible in his heart.

Are the rumors about the dead soldiers true?

In the feudal era, did personality cult reach this level?

He asked again, "Do you recognize who I am?"

"You are the master of your subordinate."

After He Liang clasped his fists and said, he immediately stood with his hands down without any extra movements, and never said a word.

"He Liang, I want you to do something now, are you willing?"

Chen Buyi asked tentatively.

"Please give me the order, and my subordinates will never refuse."

He Liang bowed and said, his words were very respectful.

"Okay, I want you to send someone to Fenghe Brewery every day to queue up to buy two kilograms of cheapest wine.

Buy it for ten days in a row.”

Chen Buyi finished speaking, turned around and left.

Only the stunned He Liang was left?

It took such a big trouble to call myself out for this?

He scratched his head.

I walked out of the Feiyang Hotpot Restaurant in disbelief.

Chen Buyi did not go home, but went directly to the west wing.

It was still comfortable to lie on the soft couch, but he felt a little uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!