Chapter 71: Report

"Tell me, what's going on?"

The group of three returned to Yundu Hotel. Before her butt was hot, Yang Fan suddenly began to question the fat man in front of him. Although those little gangsters were not worth mentioning, anyone who was confused about fighting with others was still unhappy.

When Fatty Pang heard this, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, and decided to tell the truth, "That uncle is the former Governor Huang, now the second-ranked leader in the provincial capital. He has not had time these days, and it may take a few days to see you."

After saying that, Fatty Pang himself was also very embarrassed and a little nervous. He ran so excitedly to invite people. He didn't expect that he would be turned away after he arrived at the field and put himself in his heart. If he stood in the other party's position, he would not be able to do the thing that would turn around and leave directly.

Looking at Yang Fan's face without any expression, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was a possibility. Fatty Pang seemed more and more restless. No matter how well he was able to speak in his daily life, he couldn't help but feel a sense of indescribableness at this time.

In fact, Yang Fan did not deliberately show such a mahjong face, but from the contact with the other party, he realized that the fat man in front of him was a person who would give him some sunshine. In order to avoid trouble for himself, it would be reasonable to hit the other party from time to time. Over time, whenever he asked the other party, he would habitually raise his face.

Well, his personality is still very easy-going, especially when dealing with some ordinary people, Yang Fan evaluates himself, but the fat man in front of him will never be classified as it.

"Well, then what's going on with those people behind your butt? Don't tell me, they're looking for the wrong person."

Fatty Pang looked at Yang Fan with some strangeness, and swallowed the words he had just prepared back into his stomach, thinking that the other party was really a worm in his stomach, and even guessed what he wanted to say.

"The story has been going from a long time ago, um, more than half a month ago. Their boss, Jin Biao, was causing trouble for me. I fooled him. Now I have probably figured out my foundation, so I came to the door. Unfortunately, they were hit on the road today and kept chasing me and running here."

Xiaowen, who was standing beside her, just sat there quietly listening to the conversation between Yang Fan and the other, without interrupting, helped them fill the teacup in front of them from time to time. She only made a helpless expression when Fatty Pang asked for help. Then she found that Young Master Yang looked over and immediately spit out her tongue playfully.

The waiting time is the most difficult. Fatty Pang's expression at this moment was like a criminal waiting for the trial, tilting his head, waiting for the trial result to come out.

"Let's just do it for the time being. I'll only wait for two days. If there is no clear answer in two days, I have to go back."

Two days is the limit that Yang Fan can tolerate. After this time, he will return to the castle without hesitation. Although the relationship between the provincial capital needs to be handled well, the castle is his foundation. Now it is in the forging stage, and many things need to be decided by him. When he slowly gets on track in the future, he can get off easily.

Fatty Pang raised his head and looked at Yang Fan in disbelief. His hands were trembling and wanted to hold the other person's hand, but Yang Fan moved it away first. He was not interested in shaking hands with such a pair of salty hands. The latter was not at all. It was almost the same as a beauty. Fatty Pang had to take his hand back, "Thank you so much for Young Master Yang. I'll be the one tonight, so we brothers have two drinks."

The sky has begun to darken, and there are more and more people in the lobby in the hotel.

The three of them came to a dining table near the glass wall, and they could clearly see the outside view through the colorless glass.

Since he paid for the bill himself, Pang Fatty picked up the menu on the table without hesitation. Most of the dishes and desserts were crossed out, but there were hundreds of them left, which were far from comparable to those of the small restaurants on the street.

The first two pages were pretty good. Pang Fatty pointed to the dishes on the recipe above and made some comments, looking like a veteran gourmet, but as he looked, Pang Fatty Frown became deeper and deeper. He originally thought that holding two thousand credit points was a big shot, but the quote on the menu really scared him a little. Even the cheapest side dish costs nearly a hundred credit points. On the last page, dishes such as abalone, shark fin, roasted whole lamb are worth thousands of credit points.

Fortunately, I didn't order the dishes as I used to, otherwise Fatty Pang would be a little lucky. He swallowed secretly, forced himself to laugh, and pushed the menu in front of Xiaowen, as if he had only remembered the gentlemanly style above.

“Ladies are preferred, ladies are preferred.”

Xiaowen secretly glanced at Yang Fan and found that the latter had no reaction. She took the menu over and her beautiful eyes circulated. After a while, she flipped through the entire recipe and her eyes stopped on the last page. She looked straight at Fatty Pang and her heart was pounding. She didn't really plan to let him stay here for a few months.

"This, this and that, it should be almost done. Young Master Yang, what else do you need to order?" Xiaowen turned around and asked the waiter next to her to write down the dishes she ordered, and asked Yang Fan and Fatty Pang what she meant.

"You decide." Yang Fan replied without comment. He was thinking about something, so he seemed a little absent-minded.

Fatty Pang had sharp eyes, and the few dishes Xiaowen ordered were the cheapest, so he naturally agreed with both hands. Finally, he decided to add a bottle of four-star Zhijiang Daqu.

Not to mention the fierce battle at the table, even Xiaowen was drinking, her face was red. Pang Fatty is the kind of person who is more energetic as he drinks. When he kills the last glass of wine, he feels still unsatisfied. After paying the bill with a red face, he feels bloody in his heart. Just this meal took away one-third of his savings.

Wine is a luxury, especially in this era of food crisis, where this bottle of wine alone accounts for almost half of all costs.

Yang Fan is the kind of person who can't drink too much. He doesn't drink less than fat people, and his face remains unchanged. He has always been like this before. Although he can't drink too much, his alcohol tolerance is not high. He will also get drunk if he drinks too much. Now it seems that after becoming a demon hunter, his alcohol tolerance has increased a lot.

"Huh?" Yang Fan was very sure that he was still awake. There seemed to be a child outside the glass wall making some strange movements at him, as if he wanted to tell him something. When he was wondering why the other party didn't come in and said something, he soon found the answer. With the other party's ragged outfit, he probably wouldn't be allowed to come in.

He pushed the fat man beside him and pointed out the window. Although Fat Man Pang was a little reluctant, he stood up from the chair and walked towards the hotel exit.

Not long after, Fatty Pang led the child outside the glass wall and walked in.
Chapter completed!