I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 352 I Can't Send You Flowers

"Oh, if only I went with you yesterday."

Bulgari Hotel.

Luxury Suite.

Fu Zili was regretting not being able to see Jiang Chen's Bai Fumei girlfriend.

"There are many opportunities, and today is not too late."

Although I drank a lot yesterday, because it was beer, there was no after-effects, and after a nap, nothing happened.

"No, I have something to do today."

Fu Zili shook his head.

Fang Qing looked at him, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say you wanted to come to Donghai to see him? Why did you come and hide?"

Fu Zili laughed dumbfounded.

"When did I hide? People are in the rivers and lakes, and I can't help myself. I am also a job given by others..."

As he spoke, as if in response to his words, the phone call came.

Fu Zili took out the ringing cell phone, and Fang Qing gave a helpless look, got up and went to the French window to answer the phone.

"Look, I'm not lying, am I?"

After a few minutes, he walked back again.

"I also want to visit Dongda University. You know, the most regrettable thing in my life is that I didn't go to university, alas."

"You are living a better life than most people who went to college."

Fang Qing took off her slippers, curled her legs, and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"To tell you the truth, if I can do it all over again, I will definitely study hard. Even if I can't compare to you, I can get into a famous university, and I can do it with a second degree."

"Why don't I believe what you say?"

Fu Zili smiled: "From the bottom of my heart, when I gave up my studies, I also thought about the use of studying. I didn't necessarily find a good job when I went to college. If I found a job, it was just a part-time job. Now I find that I was really old at that time. Too young, too shallow.”

Fu Zili at this time is obviously different from the vigorous Fu Zili in Shacheng.

"Why is it so profound all of a sudden?"

Fang Qing put her hands on the sofa and supported her head, "Is it not going well at work?"

"No."

Fu Zili smiled, "It's just making a fuss, don't tell Jiang Chen, lest that guy laugh at me."

Fang Qing smiled.

"When will Jiang Chen come over?"

Fu Zili asked.

"I don't know. He has a girlfriend. I have to learn something."

Fu Zili suddenly laughed.

"You two."

He sighed.

"OK, then I'll go first, the boss is still waiting for me."

Fang Qing nodded.

Fu Zili got up on his knees, stood up straight, took a few steps, and paused.

"I'll see if I can get away early at night. If it's okay, let Jiang Chen call his girlfriend and get together. I'll invite you."

"Listen to Boss Fu's arrangement."

Fu Zili laughed.

"gone."

Fang Qing has a very homely personality. Give her a few books, even if she stays in the hotel for a day, it will be no problem. In this impetuous age, being able to calm down is already a rare advantage.

Jiang Chen came later than yesterday, around noon, guessing that Fang Qing, who was drunk yesterday, needed to rest for a while, but when he entered the room, he saw the TV was on.

cartoon.

Peppa Pig.

"How old are you?"

He couldn't help but tease.

Fang Qing, who opened the door for him, paid no attention to it, and collapsed on the sofa again.

"Where's Shurui?"

"She's only in her junior year, so she's not as free as I am."

One or two, both seem to be deliberately taboo.

Fang Qing didn't say much, and continued to watch the pigs on TV, feeling at ease.

"Where's Fu Zili? Are you busy again?"

Jiang Chen sat down beside him.

"Well, he said to see if there is time in the evening. If so, he will be the host and invite you and Shurui."

"Boss Fu is too polite."

Fang Qing didn't speak any more, she just focused on looking at Peppa Pig very intently.

It stands to reason that Jiang Chen is not a person who can't hold his breath, but compared to this Qingmei, he seems to be a bit inferior. After watching two episodes with her, he couldn't help it after all.

"Are you going to watch this in your room all day?"

"Can't you?"

Fang Qing didn't turn her head.

suddenly.

A "click" sound.

The screen went black.

"what are you doing?"

Fang Qing was puzzled, and finally turned her head away.

Jiang Chen is indeed a competent host, and he said confidently: "It's rare for you to come to the East China Sea once, and it's enough time for these pigs to go back and see."

Fang Qing couldn't help laughing.

"Shouldn't you change your clothes?"

Jiang Chen asked.

Fang Qing seemed helpless, "No need."

If it were any other girl, she would go out to put on makeup and choose clothes, and at least an hour of makeup, but she is a special case.

of course.

Maybe it's because he is too familiar with Jiang Chen, there is no need to dress up at all.

"Then go."

Jiang Chen was also very straightforward.

Fang Qing who got up from the sofa just tidied up her clothes, put on her shoes and went out with Jiang Chen.

"Where?"

After getting in the car, she asked.

"Are you still worried that I will sell you? Even if you sell, someone must be willing to take it."

Fang Qing is completely immune to this, and getting angry with this guy is purely against herself.

As a senior dog licker, Jiang Chen should have a certain understanding of women, not to mention that this is Qingmei who he knew when his butt was bare.

When foreigners come to the East China Sea, they all yearn for the high-end and prosperity of the East China Sea, but Fang Qing is different.

Jiang Chen knew that Fang Qing might not be interested in places like those high-end shopping malls and skyscrapers.

So he drove Fang Qing to Chenghuang Temple.

It is also a famous landmark of the East China Sea, but the streets here are noisy, and there are more fireworks in the world.

Tourists crowded shoulder to shoulder.

The buildings on both sides are antique.

From time to time, you can see women in ancient Hanfu, and there are even many foreigners.

Town God's Temple is not just a temple, it has long been planned as a scenic spot, with snacks, restaurants, handicraft shops... everything.

"Want to try?"

Jiang Chen looked at the two girls passing by, wearing Han skirts with fluttering belts.

"If you wear this kind of clothes, you must look good."

Fang Qing didn't know his malicious intentions, she didn't fall for it at all, she simply didn't hear it.

They didn't eat at noon, so the two simply tasted various snacks in the scenic spot.

But girls, food intake is limited after all, at the famous Boning Tangtuan restaurant, Fang Qing naturally put the two remaining soup dumplings in her bowl into Jiang Chen's bowl.

"I can't finish it."

"You want to kill me?"

"It's shameful to waste, do you know how many years it will take for us to have enough to eat?"

"Okay, stop talking."

Jiang Chen immediately stopped her, and obediently wiped out all the soup dumplings in the bowl.

When you come to Chenghuang Temple, it is necessary to visit the temple. Although the Yu Garden next to it is not the top among Jiangnan gardens, Yu Linglong is indeed worth seeing.

What Jiang Chen didn't expect was that Fang Qing seemed to have more faith in illusory gods, and she was more devout when she visited.

"You don't believe in Buddhism, do you?"

When the Huxin Pavilion was resting, he couldn't help asking.

Sitting on the second floor by the window, you can see the old courtyard wall of Yu Garden. The tea is not expensive, roughly between 50 and 100 oceans. Although the attitude of the aunt who serves is not very good, but in terms of cost performance, it is still better than the one opposite. There are more than a few streets of Starbucks.

With the growth of national power, Chinese people are becoming more and more confident now. They are no longer blindly worshiping foreigners and fawning on foreigners as before. Although there are still some weak bones that cannot be raised, at least most people have begun to change their concepts.

It is not so easy for foreigners to come in and make money unscrupulously like before.

"I've thought about becoming a monk, leading the way to practice, but my current state of thought is not enough."

Jiang Chen was startled, and saw the other party drinking tea with a serious face.

"You're not kidding, are you?"

Fang Qing drank her tea without making a sound.

"You have become a monk, what will Uncle Fang do?"

Jiang Chen hurriedly said.

"It doesn't matter, there are many such people now."

Fang Qing said disapprovingly.

"He sees through the world of mortals. He has experienced everything and has no worries. How old are you? Are you crazy?"

Jiang Chen was anxious, "Uncle Fang and the others worked hard to raise you, you..."

The corner of Fang Qing's mouth rose.

"Just teasing you, do you really take it seriously?"

Jiang Chen was startled.

Got tricked again.

"nerve."

He couldn't help but cursed with a smile.

"Stop making jokes like this in the future."

"I heard that there are academic requirements for becoming a monk now. You think you can get out if you think of it."

"I don't care what degree you have. Anyway, if you really dare to do this, wherever you become a monk, I will smash that temple to see who dares to accept you. I will do what I say."

Jiang Chen was extremely serious.

"Yo, when did you become so domineering?"

Fang Qing teased.

Jiang Chen drinks tea.

"Don't worry, if you don't become a monk, why should I become a nun?"

Fang Qing happily picked up the teacup.

Jiang Chen almost choked on a sip of tea, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Walking out of the Huxin Pavilion, a round and round little girl ran over, about seven or eight years old, with a childish voice, struggling to carry a flower basket.

"Big brother, buy a flower for this pretty sister."

The flower baskets are filled with red roses in full bloom, which look very delicate and beautiful after being watered.

She who only reached Jiang Chen's waist stopped in front of Jiang Chen, raised her small face, and her big eyes were full of hope, making one unable to bear to refuse.

And she blocked the road, and she couldn't walk even if she wanted to.

In most scenic spots, there are almost such "flower girls", the targets are couples or couples, relying on selling flowers to subsidize their families.

But this little girl seems to have found the wrong target this time.

Jiang Chen and Fang Qing stopped.

Although this little girl came out to work at a young age, she was dressed very cleanly, with a beautiful little skirt and a round face, she looked quite cute.

Jiang Chen squatted down, looked at the little girl at the same level, and did not directly refuse.

"Little sister, how much do you pay for one flower?"

"20 yuan."

The little girl said crisply.

"It's too expensive. Others sell it for ten yuan."

Jiang Chen didn't have the demeanor of a big brother.

Fang Qing smiled, then bent down, "Little sister, my brother and I are just friends, your flowers are not suitable for us."

But the little girl didn't know so much, she only wanted to sell the flowers, and said anxiously: "Brother, all my flowers are freshly picked, and if you buy a few more flowers, you can get a discount."

The appearance of a little adult made both Jiang Chen and Fang Qing laugh.

Jiang Chen glanced at her flower basket.

"How many flowers are there in your basket?"

This problem seems to be more difficult for the little girl, so he hesitates.

Jiang Chen always maintained a half-squatting posture, took out his wallet, and took out all the cash in it.

not much.

It should be one or two thousand.

But it is more than enough to buy this basket of roses.

"I want all your flowers."

Because the little girl was carrying the flower basket with both hands, and the little skirt had no pockets, so Jiang Chen put the money into the little girl's basket, and then took out a flower from it.

The little girl stared at him blankly.

"The rest, you can give to other brothers and sisters, go home early."

Jiang Chen touched her head.

"Thank you big brother!"

The little face flushed with excitement, the little girl turned around and ran away happily, and the flower basket seemed to be no longer so strenuous.

"She is much more sensible than when we were young."

Fang Qing smiled lightly.

"Give."

Jiang Chen handed over that rose.

"Give it to me?"

Looking at the red rose in front of her, Fang Qing was slightly stunned.

"I promised to give you flowers in the year of graduation, as a graduation gift, but there was no money at that time, so it shouldn't be too late to make up for it now?"

Fang Qing lost her mind.

"Do you remember?"

Jiang Chen smiled easily.

"Don't forget, in junior high school, I was the first one to recite the text when asked to recite the text."

Fang Qing was silent, stretched out her hand, and took the flower.

"What I owe you, I can make up for it."

Jiang Chen laughed heartlessly.

Fang Qing rolled his eyes at him.

"I never said you owed me, don't be too affectionate."

(End of this chapter)