Quick Wear: The first person to love the host

A table full of dishes in a restaurant private room.

The food was obviously delicious, but Su Ziyu had just witnessed a shooting and had no appetite at all.

Seeing that he didn't move his chopsticks much, Wei Qingming called the waiter, cleared away all the dishes on the table, and served a new table of vegetarian dishes.

Su Ziyu blinked and asked with a hint of doubt: "You know I don't eat meat?"

Wei Qingming curled his lips, "The Wei family and the Black Gold Gang are partners after all. I heard about the fact that the young gang leader was hospitalized the night he returned to China. I found out after asking around."

The original owner was bullied by Yang Er at the dinner table and had to eat a piece of Dongpo pork. As a result, he vomited and had diarrhea, got acute gastroenteritis, and stayed in the hospital for a week.

Su Ziyu was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Mr. Wei."

Wei Qingming's eyes flashed with a trace of heartache, "I specially asked someone to order this vegetarian dish from the store, you can try it and see if it suits your taste."

Hearing what the other party said, he didn't want to offend Wei Qingming, so he picked up a dish at random. As a result, his eyes lit up the moment he put it in his mouth.

Are there such delicious vegetarian dishes in this world?

It was obviously a vegetarian dish but he could taste the taste of meat. God knows how long he has been craving for meat. Every time Su You cooked meat dishes before, he could only smell the smell to satisfy his craving. Today, he can finally feast on it.

He picked up more and more food with his chopsticks, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. He sighed as he ate, "Where can you find such a delicious restaurant? If I could eat here every day, I would be so happy."

He just said it casually, but Wei Qingming had an idea and planned to buy the store directly.

When Su Ziyu had almost finished eating, Wei Qingming received a text message from his men, indicating that the car's brakes did show signs of human damage.

He put down his phone, his eyes full of tenderness, "Zi Yu, you saved my life again. From now on, we are friends. If you need any help, just let me know."

What does ‘again’ mean?

Su Ziyu had a flash of doubt in his mind, but he didn't think too deeply. "I do have something to ask Mr. Wei for help. I hope you can help me find something for Wang Caiyi to do, so that he won't keep pestering me."

"Did he bully you?" Wei Qingming suddenly felt murderous.

Su Ziyu swallowed his saliva, fearing that he would kill again because of a word from him. "They are just some small tricks. I am just a little tired of dealing with them. Please help him find something to do to divert his attention."

Wei Qingming agreed, and then seemed to have thought of something, "From now on, just call me Qingming. Mr. Wei seems distant."

"Sure, Wei Xian...Qingming."

Before parting, the two exchanged contact information.

Wei Qingming originally wanted to give his gun to Su Ziyu, and his original words were - "After all, he is the young leader of a gang, how can he survive without a gun for self-defense."

Su Ziyu declined politely.

My goodness, he is a law-abiding citizen after all. Possessing firearms and ammunition privately is a criminal act, and his house is full of surveillance cameras.

Not only would there be no place to hide it if I took it back, I would probably be reported to the police station by Bai Zhengyang right away.

After watching Wei Qingming leave, Su Zi wanted to drive back to the Greenland Community.

On the way, the system suddenly came online, [Host, do you think this Wei Qingming is a bit strange! ]

Su Ziyu agreed very much, "Yes, a little bit, he actually likes me a lot."

The system rolled its eyes, [Host, your narcissism has to have a limit, your charm is not yet so great that every man would like you, okay!!!]

Su Ziyu really likes to tease the system. "I don't care if they like it. The most important thing is that I like it. Speaking of which, it would be better if Bai Zhengyang could be more proactive."

Seeing that he was still stubborn and was planning to take advantage of the male protagonist, the system wanted to bite him, [Just play with fire, be careful that the male protagonist may accidentally fire his gun and kill you one day. ]

Su Ziyu chuckled and started to talk nonsense, "What kind of gun are you talking about?"

System: ...I really don’t want to understand it immediately.

Wei Qingming's people were very efficient. When Su Zi wanted to go to the bar in the afternoon, he heard that the bar's warehouse had been attacked and all the happy wine was gone. Wang Caiyi hurried to Wei Group to discuss purchasing.

After Wang Caiyi left, no one found fault with him anymore.

Su Ziyu felt much better in the bar, and those who came to challenge Bai Zhengyang today also became ordinary people, and they were all dealt with quickly.

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly spoke up, "Five hundred thousand, please buy a glass of wine, Young Gang Master."

Five hundred thousand is something that an average person would need to earn for more than ten years. Even in a money-spending den like Happy Bar, it is not a small sum and is enough to open several bottles of good wine.

The crowd who had just complained that the fight ended too quickly and was boring, suddenly became excited, as there was something fun to watch again.

Su Ziyu stood on the high platform, looking at the plain-looking man below, "Five hundred thousand, are you sure?"

The man showed the black card in his hand and said, "My boss said that he would buy you a drink for half a million dollars. It's worth it."

Turns out he's just an errand boy!

Amid the exclamations of the customers, Su Ziyu gave the waiter a look.

The waiter immediately came forward with the POS machine to swipe the card. Then Su Ziyu drank a glass of wine in front of everyone and turned the glass over to show that he had drunk it all.

When everyone dispersed, the man was led to Su Ziyu, "Who is your boss and where is he?"

The man lowered his eyebrows and showed a very respectful expression. "My boss is busy and can't come. He said you can call him M. If the young gang leader is willing, I hope you can help record a wake-up voice."

Five hundred thousand to buy a voice message from him?

This mysterious man M is very interesting and successfully attracted Su Ziyu's attention.

Su Ziyu found a quiet box, said a few words casually, and then returned the phone. After taking it, the man left the bar, as if he was in a hurry to report.

On the way home, Bai Zhengyang was still driving.

Su Ziyu put his arm on the car window, letting the breeze dispel the drunkenness. He caught a glimpse of Bai Zhengyang who seemed to be hesitant to speak. He felt anxious for him, "Just say what you want to say. Isn't it uncomfortable to hold it in?"

Bai Zhengyang tightened his grip on the steering wheel, glanced at Su Ziyu quickly, and finally said, "Do you really believe that someone is willing to spend half a million just to buy you a drink?"

Su Ziyu shook his head slightly, "I don't believe it. He even asked me to record a voice message."

"What voice?"

While asking, Bai Zhengyang's mind was quickly searching through the cases related to voice recording that he had handled or heard of over the years.

Su Ziyu closed his eyes and pinched his high nose bridge. "I suspect he is voice controlled and asked me to record a few words to wake him up."

Bai Zhengyang's CPU was about to burn out when he heard this. He braked and stopped the car on the side of the road. He turned his head and looked over, his eyes full of disbelief, "Is it that simple?"

"What else do you think it is?"

Su Zi wanted to open his eyes, tilted his head and looked over, looking him up and down with interest, then suddenly leaned over, with a sly smile in his eyes, "You are not thinking about anything inappropriate for children!"

Feeling a dishonest hand touching his thigh, Bai Zhengyang frowned slightly, and his pair of black and white eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife, "Su Ziyu, you've crossed the line."