
“Yanting, I did not expect that your students are really neighbors with you.” Jiang Huajian drove the car and looked at Ye Hao and Zhao Yanting in the back seat through the rearview mirror from time to time.
Right now, in his heart, it was like ten thousand grass and mud horses were running wildly.
Shit, I want to come early in the morning to apologize to Zhao Yanting about what happened yesterday, and drive his new car to make room for two people.
As a result, the atmosphere now makes me feel like the driver of the next two people.
"Yes. Last night, I also felt very coincidental," Zhao Yanting said with a smile.
Jiang Huajian hesitated for a moment, then said gently, "That's ... Yanting, what happened yesterday ..."
“After all, we are childhood sweethearts, and what happened yesterday we assume never happened,” Zhao Yanting said with a smile.
Jiang Huajian sighed in relief, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: “Yanting, what do you think of this new car I bought.” [System duty: How can you tolerate the pretenses of others in front of the host? In these twenty-four hours today, it was constantly acting in front of Jiang Huajian. Reward points are calculated based on the amount of power the host has gained. Punishment: Pretender points are less than 100 points, no less the host will do so
It will reduce one skill point. 】
For some reason, Jiang Huajian felt admired by the people who saw the prey, his back was cold and did not turn on the AC.
“The car is good. Expensive.” Zhao Yanting looked at the black SUV he was driving. There is plenty of space in the car and it is comfortable to sit in.
"It's okay. That's four to five million. Actually, the most important thing in a person's life is these material things." Jiang Huajian's mouth showed a hint of arrogance, and then looked provocatively through the rearview mirror. Ye Hao's.
Ye Hao directly stared at the car window glass with an envious expression at this moment: "Master Jiang. This car is four or five million yuan. So, you bought this with your own money? There are some people in this society, I don't have any money, and I especially like spending my parents' money. "
Jiang Huajian's words were puzzled, as Ye Hao had actually done it right. He bought his car with his parents' money. After all, even though he was a physical education teacher, his salary was not enough to buy forty or fifty. Wan Car.
Zhao Yanting's face slightly wrinkled: "Huajian. In fact, you just need to buy a cheaper car, and you can travel. No need to buy expensive ones. Uncle and aunt are going to retire soon, and they need to save up some retirement money."
“Ya, yes.” Jiang Huajian's face was ugly, and he wanted to get Ye Hao out of the car now. He ended up pretending to be forced, and he even messed it up.
The car drove for a minute or two and stopped in front of a restaurant.
“Yanting, you haven't had breakfast. I think breakfast here is quite good, let's eat here, I invite you.” Jiang Huajian pointed to the restaurant next to him.
Zhao Yanting saw the name of his shop,
Yipingzhai!
He immediately shook his head, "This restaurant is a famous restaurant. I heard it took thousands of people for breakfast. I think we should change it."
This shop was very unusual just by looking at its facade, and there were very few customers inside.
“It's okay. People in the world, of course, should enjoy some rare things.” Jiang Huajian smiled and touched his pocket, opened the door and continued walking.
Ye Hao narrowed his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth, now he saw a piece of paper in Jiang Huajian's pocket.
“Sister Ting, because Teacher Jiang is so generous, how can we refuse his good intentions.” Ye Hao simply pushed open the door and got out of the car, with a joyful smile on his face, as if he could not wait to rush to taste it. Some.
Zhao Yanting hesitated for a moment, and entered.
As soon as I walked to the door, a servant came.
"Sir, may I ask a little."
Jiang Huajian coughed, disguised as a real man, "Three."
"OKAY. Please wait a moment, I'll arrange for you." Said the waiter, and went to arrange it later.
"Yanting. Let me tell you, the food here is delicious. After eating once, you get bored to eat from somewhere else. I come here almost every week." Jiang Huajian laughed Kata.
“Ya.” Zhao Yanting looked around, still somewhat restrained.
"Hey. This is not Master Zhao, Master Jiang."
"What a coincidence, I met you here."
At this moment, it just so happened that several men and women passed through the door, who were also teachers of Haicheng High School.
"Teacher Lang, Teacher Hong." Zhao Yanting went up to say hello: "It's really a coincidence."
Teacher Hong was a fat man with a distended stomach. He looked at Zhao Yanting and the others standing in the restaurant, and then saw the restaurant sign.
He whispered: "Teacher Zhao. Are you eating here? I told you that the dishes here are very expensive. That said, a loaf of bread costs 40 or 50 yuan."
"But it tastes so good. A rich relative of mine once brought me breakfast. It tastes pretty good." Another unknown teacher Ye Hao looked at the people who were enjoying food through the window. The guest swallowed unconsciously.
Hearing this, Zhao Yanting looked at Jiang Huajian with a bit of worry: "I think, let's eat a little at the roadside stall."
“It's okay. I have money.” Jiang Huajian felt envious of the people around him, and he felt his heart quite at ease.
“Yes. Teacher Jiang is rich. Well, Mr. Jiang will invite us teachers who usually work hard to enjoy it today.” Ye Hao at the side suddenly interrupted.
Suddenly, the eyes of those teachers brightened, and they all looked at Jiang Huajian with anticipation.
Jiang Huajian was stunned, he looked the teachers in the eyes, and some of them were greeted by female teachers.
He touched the paper in his pocket. It was a scroll of hospitality. He recalled that the relatives who gave him this scroll said that it could be used by eight people.
He looked towards the teachers and counted three of him, which made him eight.
"Ahems. Since it is rare for everyone to meet in the morning, then I will treat everyone to dinner." Jiang Huajian's face was filled with smiles.
“Teacher Jiang is very brave. I like it.” Teacher Hong directly hooked Jiang Huajian's neck with his fat elbow, as if he was afraid of regretting it, a group of people swarmed over him. "Come on. Give us a big table, eight!"