C17 (1/2)

Just when Duan Hong's body was bloated to the point that it was extremely uncomfortable, the TT cart rolled on top of a raised speed reducing belt. It swayed slightly, as if it wanted to wake the girl up.

I didn't expect that although the young girl's body gently swayed with me, she was still in deep sleep. Her head fell forward and she actually lay on Duan Hong's thigh!

< p > My god!

Duan Hong felt two more blood spurting out from his nose, he immediately focused his mind and suppressed the urge in his heart. Last time, there was a nose bleed that destroyed one of his elevator doors, if that happened, wouldn't this car be crippled?

Although Duan Hong didn't know how to drive a car, he could still tell that the value of this car wasn't something that he could afford. Gritting his teeth, he constantly chanted the Heart Sutra in his head: Observing oneself in Bodhisattva;

Everything was the same as usual, including the sariras, the sariras, the air, the emptiness, the emptiness, the lust, the desire to learn, and so on. Slowly, the heat in his heart began to subside, bringing with it a cool feeling, and Duan Hong exhaled a mouthful of foul air, his heart still calm but his body still maintaining a high fighting spirit.

He turned his head away from the scene that he could not bear to look at. A trace of admiration rose in his heart, [I really am not as good as senior brother, in such a short period of time.]

He actually made the girl lie down on his lap to give him a taste — Hey, even called the number one prince of Ku Chan Temple, Liu Xiohui, the second generation, he dared to say it.

He didn't know that the young girl was sleeping. Just now, when he saw her holding Duan Hong's arm, his body had been attached to her. Moreover, it was normal for the car to shake up and down.

Duan Hong saw that the Lincoln was about to leave the highway intersection, and in front of him was a service area. It was noon, and it was time for lunch, so he controlled the car to enter the server.

The yellow speed bump on the road was much higher than the one on the highway. The girl's body trembled and she woke up with a start. Her eyes were open and she was lying on the leg of an unfamiliar man with something pressing against her forehead.

With a scream, she sat up and didn't dare look at Duan Hong, as she lowered his head.

He turned back and spat, cursing silently: Shameless, senior brother's control over his body is not bad. When he sees a place to be, he will release —

< p > ”You're awake!” < < <

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When Duan Hong opened his mouth, he discovered that his voice had become very hoarse.

The young girl nodded and stole a glance at Duan Hong as if nothing had happened. She softly said: ”Sorry, I fell asleep just now.”

By this time, the Lincoln had pulled up, and Rejuvenation snorted behind him as he ran into the dining area.

The driver got down from the car, untied the steel wire rope, and together with Duan Hong and the young lady, they pushed the TT, moving it to the service area's repair workshop for maintenance.

< p > ”Repairing the car may take some time. Do you want something to eat?”

Duan Hong asked.

At this time, the young lady had already taken off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of pitch black eyes. Seeing Duan Hong with a tinge of bashfulness, she nodded slightly.

The three of them entered the dining area and found that there weren't many people eating in the hall. It was quiet, cold, and the air conditioner in the middle was blowing cold air.

His mouth was stuffed full with food. He would peek at Duan Hong and the young lady from time to time, and seeing the shame on their faces, he would curse them in his heart.

The food in the service area was not so good, so Duan Hong saw a few pails filled with rotten vegetables. A few fat chefs were patting the food in their hands, their belly and faces covered with oil.

No wonder this guy wanted a bucket of noodles, since he had no appetite at all.

The young girl frowned, she didn't say anything as she followed beside Duan Hong. Her expression already revealed that she didn't like the dish either, which meant that she was definitely the young miss of a wealthy family. She probably hadn't eaten this kind of food before.

Duan Hong had suffered a lot when he was young, but after a few years of talking, he finally managed to make sense of the situation. He walked over to the chef and asked, ”Hello Master, where is your kitchen? Can I cook for myself? ”

The head chef rubbed his belly and said, ”You can't, how can you just enter the kitchen? If you don't like it, then forget it. Go buy some dry bread to eat.”

Duan Hong laughed and said to the girl: ”Wait for me for a while.”

The young girl had only met him once, but her smile was like the spring breeze blowing, causing her to nod obediently.

Duan Hong came to the Lincoln, took two bottles of red wine and a box of cigars, then returned and said to the chefs, ”Master, it's quite hard on you guys here, drink a few drinks after work.”

These chefs had all seen much of the world, so they could tell with a glance that red wine was worth a lot of money. There was also the case of the gold-threaded cigar, which alone was worth at least a few hundred.

The young girl was also stunned. She knew better. Red wine was produced by the Lafite Restaurant in France in 1982. This bottle contained tens of thousands of bottles, as well as the box of imported Cuban cigars.

< p > The package was signed by the Cuban tobacco box designer, Chieglo La. The box market price was ten thousand dollars.

He actually gave them away to someone else?

The girl was extremely intelligent: he must have stolen from his boss. Who knew that the big boss with the big bad luck would have some taste.

If Yan Xiaowen knew that Duan Hong was giving away the gift that he meticulously prepared, his eyes would probably turn red.

The several chefs discussed the matter. Since the boss wasn't here today, they were allowed to make the dishes themselves.

The fat chef took it with a giggle and looked meaningfully at Duan Hong and the young girl beside him. No matter how he looked at it, they didn't seem to be a couple, the man was a little black and wore ordinary clothes.

It was hard to tell which family's young lady had run off with the servant, so she led the three into the kitchen.

The kitchen was relatively clean, probably because of the inspection from above and all sorts of ingredients were present. The chef said to Duan Hong: ”Little brother, you are generous, we cannot be petty, you can use it however you like, and we will not charge you for the meat, we will suffer a bit of loss.”

Haha, thank you, master.

The driver really wished he could strangle the chef to death, yet you still got the short end of the stick.