There is a rich second generation in the circle of friends

When Zhang Zhang found out that his call was rejected, he flinched for a moment, but when he thought of the lodging fee of tens of dollars, he had no choice but to muster up the courage to call Meng Yifan again.

Meng Yifan heard his phone ringing for the nth time, and almost dropped the phone. Jia Chong couldn't see it, and suggested:

"You just sign, and you don't need to do anything."

"I'm not afraid that he will delay our brother's reunion."

"We only met last week, there is nothing old to talk about."

"Okay, since you've already said that, let's make it easier for this kid." Another call came in, Meng Yifan pressed the answer button, said his name directly, and before Zhang Zhang could respond, he called again. Hang up the phone.

Zhang Zhang reacted for two seconds, then quickly took out his phone, clicked on the map, and entered the name Meng Yifan told him.

Qingyue Mingmen, Zhang Zhang entered these words correctly after typing several times. Looking at the icon, it is a bar.

It is not common to open a bar in a small county town. The main reason is that the people in the county town are very conservative, and there are not many people hanging out in places like bars.

Following the guidance on the map, Zhang Zhang came to a rather quaint small building.

The small building has been around for a long time, and the exterior of the building has been eroded by the years, but the owner has no intention of repairing it, so he directly hung a pine plaque on the gate:

Qingyue Mingmen.

When Zhang Zhang approached, he saw that the wall was covered with small transparent round lanterns, which would look very beautiful when turned on at night.

Zhang Zhang had never been to a place like a bar, and he was inexplicably timid in his heart, but a penny beat a hero. In order to save the night's accommodation fee, Zhang Zhang finally reached out and pushed open the red-painted wooden door.

A door separates two worlds.

The warm afternoon sun was instantly swallowed by the dim neon lights. Zhang Zhang stood at the door and got used to it for a while before he could clearly see the scene inside.

Jia Chong glanced casually across the field, and saw the young man in the white shirt and jeans at the door, his suddenly lit eyes were well concealed in the colorful neon.

Meng Yifan followed Jia Chong's gaze and saw Zhang Zhang who was looking down at his phone. He first gave a bewildered surprise, and then yelled, "Beetle, isn't this the SB in your circle of friends? He Why are you here?"

Along with Meng Yifan's confusion, his cell phone rang at this moment, he subconsciously pressed the answer button, and then saw the young man at the door and the voice on the phone speaking at the same time.

"Hello! Brother Meng, I've arrived at the bar you mentioned. Where are you now? I'll bring you the receipt."

The corner of Meng Yifan's mouth curled up uncontrollably: "I saw you, it's by the bar opposite you, yes, it's over here." Seeing that Zhang Zhang saw him, he hung up the phone and turned his head to Jia Chong smiled maliciously and said, "It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia!"

Jia Chong wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, Zhang Zhang had already walked up and greeted Meng Yifan. He felt that this man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before, so he didn't have time to think about it. Seeing Jia Chong next to Meng Yifan clearly, he said in surprise:

"Ansel, why are you here?"

Before Jia Chong answered, Meng Yifan shouted in shock, "You guys actually know each other!?"

Jia Chong glanced at Meng Yifan warningly: "You know I want to open a jewelry store, and he is the sales representative sent by the explosion-proof glass factory."

Meng Yifan immediately mouthed Zhang Zhang and Jia Chong with his back turned: He didn't know you were WeChat friends, did he?

Jia Chong didn't answer Meng Yifan's question, and didn't even give him an expression. He directly bypassed him and looked at Zhang Zhang: "You are the Xiao Zhang who sent the receipt to Lao Meng?"

Zhang Zhang nodded quickly, opened the file bag in his hand, found the receipt that required Meng Yifan's signature, and prepared the signing pen.

"Brother Meng, this is a document for the cooperation between the glass factory and Fuxian Fumin Bank, and you need to sign it."

Meng Yifan glanced at the receipt in Zhang Zhang's hand, but didn't intend to take it. He wobbled back to the chair before and snapped his fingers at the bartender:

"Xiaowen, bring this Mr. Zhang a cup of black tea."

Zhang Zhang quickly waved his hand: "No need! How can I make Brother Meng spend money?"

"I didn't pay for it, you pay for it yourself."

"..." By the way, how much is a cup of black tea in a bar?Can the [-] cents on my body be okay?

Zhang Zhang wanted to refuse, but unfortunately it was too late, just looking at the bartender named Xiaowen, holding two bottles, there was an extra cup of "black tea" in front of Zhang Zhang.

Although this cup of "black tea" does look like black tea, Zhang Zhang knew with his toes that it couldn't be a simple cup of black tea.

"Old Meng!" Jia Chong stopped Meng Yifan disapprovingly, and then said to Zhang Zhang: "Old Meng is joking with you, you don't need to drink."

"You can't drink it!" Meng Yifan interrupted Jia Chong and said to Zhang Zhang: "After drinking this cup of black tea, I will sign it."

Zhang Zhang quickly weighed it up. Meng Yifan is a national official, so he should not harm him with some prohibited things in the country. Zhang Zhang, who has been fighting for a while, is not afraid of it.

Zhang Zhang picked up the cup of "black tea" on the table: "Okay, I'll drink it, Brother Meng will keep his word." He raised his head and slowly drank the cup of "black tea" in one gulp.

The pungent taste, like a knife, rolled down Zhang Zhang's throat and down the throat to his stomach. In an instant, Zhang Zhang felt pain like fire from his mouth to his stomach. He was sure that if at this moment Put a burning lighter near his mouth, and his mouth can burn all the way to his stomach.

Zhang Zhang's expression was extremely ugly for a moment, and he endured it so that he didn't lose his composure any more.

Seeing this, Meng Yifan laughed out loud, Jia Chong frowned, asked Xiaowen for a glass of warm water and handed it to Zhang Zhang: "Don't drink it!"

Zhang Zhangna took the time to explain to Jia Chong, took the warm water in his hand, and poured it in again. After drinking the warm water, Zhang Zhang felt much better.

Meng Yifan laughed enough, picked up the pen to sign the receipt, and then pinched the receipt to Zhang Zhang with two fingers:

"Don't forget to pay for the wine, nine hundred and ninety-eight, for the sake of your acquaintance with Jia Chong, I will charge you nine hundred."

Depend on!Nine hundred! ?He didn't even have that much money with him.

Seeming to see Zhang Zhang's embarrassment, Meng Yifan said with a sarcasm, "If you don't have enough cash, you can use WeChat to transfer money. My bar supports WeChat payment."

Zhang Zhang felt that he was just a commoner. If he impulsively beat up the government officials at this time, he would definitely get into trouble, and it wasn't worth it!

Not knowing what to do, Jia Chong stood up and took out his pure black personal custom machine: "I will pay for you first, remember to return it to me later." He opened WeChat and forwarded it to his WeChat friend Viper 900 yuan.