Chapter 87: : The scumbag who likes beauty

After hearing Feng Yunting's words without caring, Li Nanfang, who was pasting it like a brown candy, immediately let go of his hand, turned and left, and rushed to the waiter at the door and said, "You heard it just now, boss Feng gave it to me. Pay the bill."
Only then did Young Master Feng realized something was wrong. Just as he was about to say something, he thought of the jade person being with him. Naturally, he couldn't regret it. Facing the waiter's gaze, he nodded seemingly indifferent.
With a bang, after Li Nanfang closed the door, Yue Zitong was also sober: After a long time, this scum ran in and ran into Feng Yunting to pay for him.
All right, Li Nanfang, let's wait and see!
Yue Zitong's teeth were itchy with hate. He glanced at Feng Yunting, who was still pretending to be arrogant, and suddenly felt that this idiot was not being slaughtered. He was really sorry for his Yushu-like temperament, and he let go of his arm under the pretext of going to the bathroom.
When Li Nanfang returned to the bread room, Bai Ling'er finally became a little awake, staring at him with weird eyes.
To be honest, Li Nanfang really didn’t put the director of Lao Liang in his eyes-nothing more, just an old guy who came to help and likes to rely on the old and sell his old to oppress him. What’s so great about Bai Ling'er Desperate after seeing a ghost?
Mr. Li is not in officialdom. Of course, I don’t know that Lao Liang is in Bai Ling'er's eyes. That is the existence of heaven. Hugh said that it is her. Even if the bureau wants to send greetings to Lao Liang, then we have to see if people appreciate it. .
But what about Li Nanfang?
Bai Ling'er had seen it with his own eyes just now, he actually dared to give Lao Liang a faceless and impatient look, very bullish.
"You know him?"
Just as Li Nanfang sat down, Bai Linger, who was sitting across the table, leaned forward and asked.
"Who?"
Li Nanfang raised his hand to signal the waiter to take the recipe, smiled and said, "Oh, you said to the two people in the bread room. Of course I know them. One is our boss and the other is a fool."
Just now Bai Ling'er really didn't notice who the person in the bread box was, and didn't intend to care about it now. She shook her head and said, "It's not them, I mean Liang Ting----Do you know Liang Ting?"
"Who is Liang Ting?"
Li Nanfang began to pretend to be foolish: "Is there anyone calling this weird name?"
"On the second floor, the old man who greeted you."
Bai Ling'er now has a very good temper, and patiently introduced: "Liang Ting is not his name, he is the main leader of our new provincial government in Eastern Province, and his name is Liang Yunqing."
"You're talking about that old man, he is so big, will he be your leader?"
With a look of surprise on Li Nanfang's face, he hurriedly put down the recipe, blinked his eyes and asked: "The official position is several levels higher than yours. Is it as big as the president?"
Bai Ling'er didn't speak, just looked at him.
Li Nanfang shrugged, spread his hands and made a so-called motion: "Do you think I was lying to you? To be honest, I really didn't know who he was before today. We knew him a few days ago. It rained that day. , The road was slippery, I saw him getting older when I crossed the road, and I helped him across the road with a kind heart----"
Speaking of lying and fooling people, Li Nanfang is definitely a top expert. He has been in a robber den since he was fourteen. He has opened his eyes and said nonsense without changing his face. This is one of the most basic functions he can survive. One.
Neither the expressions nor the tone of speech were flawed. It was definitely not something that an urban girl like Bai Ling'er could see through, even though she was a detective with a bright eye.
Does he really know Liang Ting?
Well, it should be like this, otherwise he is a scum, how dare to show Liang Ting a face?
Besides, if they really knew each other, he wouldn't go to jail.
After thinking about it this way, Bai Linger believed that Li Nanfang could know Liang Ting. It was purely a blind cat and a dead mouse.
Especially when the scumbag asked her curiously, what kind of official Liang Ting really is, and whether he has the ability to transfer him to the city bureau, so that he can also become a glorious criminal policeman, and fight with her to protect people’s lives. On the front line of property, Bai Linger's last suspicion disappeared, and she curled her lips disdainfully and asked: "Just you? Cut, do you think it's an individual, can you do our business?"
Bai Ling'er's disdain was a deep blow to Li Nanfang's self-esteem, and she decided to retaliate against her, rolled her eyes, raised her hand and slammed the table, and shouted, "Little Er, serve! Masai fish soup, foie gras Steak, Parisian lobster, red wine pheasant, saffron chicken, chicken liver steak----"
Every time he called out a dish name, Bai Linger's heart would twitch.
This guy simply doesn't eat the most right one, only the most expensive one. Whether it's Paris lobster or foie gras steak, the unit price is hundreds or even thousands of yuan.
Just order, anyway, Bai Ling'er has been washed for nothing today, and he is fully prepared to be slaughtered, but the problem is that he is eating a high-quality western food, not a buffet of 128 people. , Ordered more than a dozen signature dishes in one breath, and the waiter who was in charge of the order was shocked.
In the end, the servant knocked on the table, and the local tyrant asked with full temperament: "Is there a Lafite in 1982? What? No? Damn, not even this one. Which western restaurant does your house open?"
"Mr."
The waiter hurriedly explained: "Let’s talk about our western restaurants. Even those famous brand western restaurants in France will not necessarily provide consumers with authentic Lafite 82 years old."
The Lafite red wine of 1982 is now more important to being collected than it is to be tasted. An authentic Lafite of 82 years, if it is put at auction, it will be sold for hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Possibly, the western restaurants that sell for three to five thousand yuan are all Xibei goods used to deceive local tyrants.
The waiter is still conscientious, and he can tell from the dress that neither Bai Ling'er nor Li Nanfang look like a rich person, so he patiently explained to him.
In fact, Li Nanfang knew this better than she, clamoring that it would be Lafite for 82 years, just enjoying the pain of peeking at Bai Linger’s mouth twitching, he almost broke his stomach with a smile, but he stared at him on the surface. Pat the table again: "Damn, I don't care if the wine is for collection. I only know that the wine is produced, and I let people drink it!"
The appearance of this turtle was very contemptuous in the waiter's heart. He nodded with a smile, and decided not to remind him kindly anymore.
"I have long heard of how amazing Lafite is in 1982. I have always wanted to taste it and I have never had a chance. Today, there is finally a big local tyrant inviting guests, but your family does not have it. It is really disappointing."
Li Nanfang looked upset, frowning and said: "Looking at the size of your restaurant, it doesn't look like there is any good wine in it. Then, I won't make it difficult for you. I will bring the two most expensive ones. I heard that that thing is beauty."
Beauty?
You are a stinky man with colorful tattoos. Do you need beauty?
Bai Ling'er really wanted to stand up with a roar, patted the table and questioned the scum.
"Sergeant White, what's the matter with you?"
After sending the waiter away, Li Nanfang seemed to realize that Bai Ling'er's face was not right, and asked concerned: "Is it uncomfortable somewhere? Oh, I see, your face is so ugly, is it because I ordered these? Spending too much money? If you feel that you can’t afford it, it’s okay. Let’s just stop eating this western food and leave immediately.

You have finished ordering, and you think I can't afford it?
Bai Ling'er looked at Li Nanfang crying without tears, and the little white teeth rattled loudly.
Just when Li Nanfang saw something was wrong and was about to stand up and flee to the door, Bai Ling'er smiled: "Cut, I can't afford a small meal?"
"That's good, I'm really afraid that you mistakenly thought I was slaughtering you, and scared me to be cautious."
Li Nanfang breathed a long sigh of relief and picked up the glass bottle to fill Bai Ling'er with water.
In a short time, the waiter walked in with the dining car, and a table filled with creaks. When he left, he glanced at Li Nanfang with a contemptuous look, and said to his heart: The terrapin is the terrapin, and the two ordered 20,000. Do you really think this is a roadside stall? Alas, 307 that boss has such a subordinate, it will definitely be painful.
"Come, come, police officer Bai, drink and drink."
Li Nanfang picked up the wine glass, shook it and said to Bai Ling'er: "Police Officer Bai, here I wish you today every year, forever young and beautiful, and go higher and higher in the officialdom---done!"
You are tall today. Grandma aunt has that little money every month. What do you expect to have today?
Bai Ling'er cursed in her heart and didn't bother to pay attention to him. She lowered her eyes and took a sip of wine slowly, thinking about whom she should call to borrow money later and pay the bill.
Li Nanfang was bored with a mouthful. After drinking it all, he smashed his mouth, muttering how this most expensive red wine tastes like horse urine. It's not as good as Erguotou for ten yuan a bottle.
Naturally, Bai Ling'er was too lazy to tell him that when drinking red wine, he had to shake the glass gently, so that after waking up from a "sleeping" state, he sipped the wine so that the tongue and taste buds could fully enjoy its unique charm and so on.
As for seeing him using the spoon as chopsticks, he picked up a plate of foie gras steak and pulled it directly into his mouth----he didn't want to look at him anymore, he picked up a veal steak and placed it on the plate, and cut it with a knife.
Li Nanfang didn't care about showing off his rice bucket in front of the beauties. He quickly swept away half of the plates, took the napkin under his neck, wiped his mouth, and belched comfortably, "Uh, police officer Bai, you Haven't eaten enough? Unexpectedly, you have a bigger appetite than me, you are really not good looking."
What a lady I am eating, I just ate a steak!
Bai Ling'er suppressed the urge to curse and put down the knife and fork: "Why don't you eat it?"
"about there."
Li Nanfang glanced at the plates in front of Bai Ling'er, and wanted to pull it over and continue to eat, and held back: "Police Officer Bai, you are doing nothing to be courteous. If you commit crimes or steal, everyone is happy. Come on, why did you invite me to dinner today."
"Nothing, I just want to treat you to a meal to express my apologies for your irrational behavior the other day."
Bai Ling'er can be sure now that she doesn't need to follow the psychiatrist's words and have a good chat with Li Nanfang, and he won't cause nightmares to herself.
After all, to hate a person is completely different from being afraid of a person.
"Hey, it turned out to be like this. Actually, you don't have to. You already--cough that day, okay, I'll tell you seriously, I have completely forgiven you, we will be friends in the future, how about?"
To express his sincerity, Li Nanfang also extended his right hand.
Bai Ling'er ignored her, with a cold face.
"Ha, it's okay not to be a friend. The so-called Dao is different and does not seek each other."
Li Nanfang chuckled, found a way for himself to resolve the embarrassment of being ignored, stood up and walked towards the door: "I'm going to spread and go to the bathroom, you drink slowly, don't waste that red wine, thousands of bottles."
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