With a heavy mood, he walked into the Flying Tigers Building and opened the office door. In an instant, Du Qian's mood improved again.

Yao Jing sat quietly on the only chair in Du Qian's office, drinking tea and fiddling with the differential machine on the table.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, OK."

"It's good." The stone on Du Qian's chest disappeared suddenly.

"I'll treat you to a meal."

"good."

In the standard dialogue between the orphans of war, Yao Jing knew very well what Du Qian did for her. A newly graduated orphan actually wanted to find a talisman for her that even the Fee Team could not do anything about it, but in the end she found it.

The ship was in danger and encountered a thunder and lightning spider on the road. These things have spread throughout the Flying Tigers. How could Yao Jing not understand the danger?

There is no need to say thank you. People are fighting for their lives. Is it meaningful to thank you? It is better to be more affordable and treat him to a big meal first. As for the future, let’s talk about the future.

Yao Jing didn't feel that she owed Du Qian anything. From the moment she became the Iron Guard of Jiuqing, she realized that she had become Du Qian's invisible guard. As a guard, it was necessary to fight for her life. As a protected person, it was also necessary to do her best to treat the injured guard.

I have to say that the orphans in war are more inclined to soldiers in war. It is best to say less about the words "thank you" and "thank you" and "what to make friends with comrades who can leave their backs to him with confidence."

"Okay, go now." Du Qian said happily. Being able to have a big meal is the best enjoyment in Du Qian's heart. Of course, Yao Jing also thought so.

The restaurants in the central area are naturally not comparable to those in the Treasure Area. There are many people who open 24 hours a day. Moreover, it is only the evening, which is the beginning of the city’s nightlife.

Living in such a world, there is no nightlife. Even if humans live in relatively safe cities, there are usually only two types of nightlife.

One is to eat, the other...

Well, men understand that the most primitive and convenient entertainment activities will always exist until humans perish.

Pingchuan Hotel is undoubtedly a signboard and the image of Pingchuan City. This huge building, including hotels, hotels and nightclubs, is only 300 meters away from the concierge hall. If you can operate it here, you will know how hard the backstage behind it is.

In fact, Pingchuan Hotel is the product of multiple joint stocks, or to use another way of saying that everyone can get the money tree that benefits from the same profit.

With too many shareholders, it will be a little trouble when you share the money, but the benefits are still extremely obvious. All units will open the door to convenience for it, and various resources will be given priority.

The best ingredients and the best chefs, Pingchuan Hotel naturally became the best restaurant in Pingchuan City. It is said that the chefs here usually work here, and when the city lord's mansion needs it, they will send a car to pick them up to the concierge hall.

After all, the concierge hall is not open all year round, and there are limited guests who have resources to open the concierge hall, and there are not many people throughout the year.

Good location, good decoration, good materials, good service, good cook, good taste...the price is naturally better.

"I'll invite you today."

Yao Jing thought about it and found that the last time they were in the West German Tea Restaurant, the two of them escaped from the order and didn't pay at all. It was not really what Du Qian invited. But this time he had agreed to invite it himself, but Yao Jing felt that it was inappropriate to ask Du Qian to invite it.

But after she finished reading the menu, she felt that she would ask Du Qian to invite her. Yao Jing's salary must be much higher than Du Qian, but it is not enough to pay for this meal. It is not common to encounter such things as escaping orders. Yao Jing doesn't have the courage to eat a king meal in Pingchuan Hotel.

Actually, she didn't know that if she really wanted to eat the King's meal here, she would just eat it. No one dared to do anything to her. Jiuqing Tiewei, eating your meal is for you to save face.

Yao Jing naturally wouldn't think so. Considering the thickness of her wallet, she glanced at Du Qian, could you do it?

"My man, there is a table of spiritual beasts. These fruits are served three times each." Du Qian shouted very richly.

Two people, eat a table?

Well, even the rich will not do such things. The standard spiritual beast steak in Pingchuan Hotel does not count as wine, sixteen dishes, and eight hundred and eight.

Not to mention the price, the amount alone is too large and the two of them can't eat it at all. Some people say that the landlords' family does not have surplus grain, so if they change it here, the local tyrants can't waste it.

In fact, the more expensive fruits are those, including wild fruits in Buzhou Mountain. Du Qian doesn’t recognize many of them. The kinds he ordered were all eaten at blind dates. They are delicious and juicy, sweet and refreshing. When they see them on the menu, Du Qian will naturally not be stingy.

After this meal, Du Qian was about to take leave and leave Pingchuan City. He had to do what he promised Jing Chun, and that might be an opportunity. The person who could make Junshan worry must be a big shot of the same level.

Aunt Jing Chun is very reliable.

In fact, Du Qian was a little careful. He had paid the Lingsnake 130,000 travel expenses before. If it was his own reason, the Lingsnake would not refund the money.

Don’t give a refund? Damn it, that’s 130,000 yuan, okay? Even if Du Qian is 130 yuan, he can’t bear to waste it, let alone 130,000 yuan.

If I don’t give the refund, I will go to Changping City. Anyway, this money cannot be cheaper.

As for the section from Pingchuan to Green Willow City, it’s just a small section. How much can it cost? It’s better than a 130,000-yuan wastewater.

Before leaving, I invited Yao Jing to have a big meal and enjoy myself. Du Qianhua would not feel sad for such money.

The orphans in war care the most about money and the least about money. As long as they spend it transparently, they think it is worth it, and Du Qian doesn’t mind how much they spend.

"Sir? Do you still have guests?" the guy asked with a smile.

"It's gone, we're the two of us."

"Sir, there are 16 dishes in the Spirit Beast Table. I would like to order it alone, which is more cost-effective."

"No, all of them are served." Du Qian's head shook violently. When he came in, he had seen the dishes on other tables. The plates were not small, there were not many dishes, and there were indeed a lot of sixteen dishes. After calculating his stomach, Du Qian was still sure to kill them all.

In such a world, even the rich will not waste food, let alone the orphans like Du Qian. He never thought that he could really eat a table of dishes for the sake of face.

"This..." The guy hesitated a little. The two young men and women in front of him were dressed in modest clothes. They couldn't say how bad they were, and they were definitely not good. Ordered a table of dishes that the two of them couldn't finish eating...

Not authentic, obviously there is a problem.

"My man, let's serve the food." A man's voice came from the door of the next door, sounding a little impatient.

"Okay Mr. Kuai."

Du Qian turned his head and looked at him. Who is this Mr. Kuai? From the waiter's answer and expression, he knew that this must be a regular visitor, and he was a very status-based person.

There seems to be nothing bad about those who dare to enter Pingchuan Hotel, either rich or noble. Du Qian does not have this kind of self-consciousness. In fact, he is already a legend in the eyes of others, and wealth or something is no problem at all.

Baiyi Shengxue, this person looked familiar. Yao Jing was also watching. Her memory was equally excellent and she recognized her almost at the same time as Du Qian.

"It's you, thank you."

"You're welcome, it's Du Qian, the guy has no eyes." Kuaini in white said with a smile. It was a coincidence today, and he actually met again.

Kuai Ni smiled more affectionately, and his murderous intent became more powerful. In his heart, Du Qian was just an insignificant little character, but now it is different.

If the intersection of Lord Sikong and Du Qian is just a small episode in his life, I will forget it later. The blind date meeting this afternoon had already caused a sensation in the whole city, and Du Qian's name spread throughout the river.

In terms of fame, Lord Junshan may not be as good as Lord Sikong, but in terms of strength and influence in Pingchuan, Sikong Yi is too much inferior to Junshan. After all, Junshan relies on combat power to make a living, and he is also a local residence in Pingchuan.

Du Qian entered the Eye of Sikong Yi, Kuai Ni didn't care, but if Junshan had something to do with Du Qian, he would not dare to take action easily.

If Du Qian died, whether Sikong Yi would ask questions was different. Even if he asked, he could come up with hundreds of ways to put himself out of the matter. If Junshan asked questions, it would be a big problem.

Kuaini hid his murderous intent very well. He really wanted to kill Du Qian, and of course he had another choice. He was still undecided. There were many people who wanted to attack Du Qian.

What really worries him was Zhang Yu. Du Qian's life experience is not a secret, and anyone who cares about it can find it. If Zhang Yu wants to write an article on Du Qian, as long as his little wife Du Lanfang really helps, others can only watch it, and no one can pull Du Qian away.

Kuai Ni thought more about Du Qian. Du Qian grew up in a war orphan school, which shows that the relationship between Zhang Yu and Du Qian cannot be good. It is stupid to take action before the situation is clear, but if the situation is clear, would it be too late?

It's really a headache. Kuaini doesn't encounter many things like this. He is always at a certain key point, which has an impact on many of his plans.

No matter what the future holds, it will never be wrong to get along with Du Qian himself. When he was in the West German Tea Restaurant, he started a good start and gave him another chance this time.

Only by chance encounters seem more sincere, without any conflicts of interest, can people relax their vigilance.

Is it Du Qian, famous for Pingchuan? When did Brother become so famous?

Yao Jing also looked at Du Qian with surprise. How could he be so famous in the school that he was not as good as a mountain or a waterfall in the school just one month after leaving the school gate?

"Haha, did you have fun with Miss Jun?"

"fine."

"Brother Du is a talented person, handsome and elegant, and handsome..."

"Stop, do you really think so?" Du Qian couldn't listen anymore and stopped cursing like this. How could he not know what he looked like when he looked in the mirror every day?

Du Qian feels that he is an ordinary person, not ugly, and must have nothing to do with handsomeness.

"Of course I don't think so, I'm not blind." Kuai Ni said bluntly, Yao Jing's corners twitched twice, as if she wanted to laugh, but she held back.

I have to say that when Kuani really wants to make friends with you, it will always make people feel his sincerity, relaxation, and as if bathed in the spring breeze.
Chapter completed!