Updated: 2011-05-06

Zhang Sanqian suddenly called and said that he had a New Year's Eve dinner together on New Year's Eve, and the location was set in the depraved paradise in the wilderness of entertainment. Chen Ping held the phone and agreed without saying a word. In Yunnan, there was no longer his old man, his uncle, Wang Husheng, Chen Qingzhi and other uncles. Tang Aozhi was released. The only person close to Chen Ping was Zhang Sanqian, who was driven to Yunnan by his old man to protect him. Chen Ping did not think that Zhang Sanqian would have any resentment when he stayed in Yunnan during the New Year, but this kind of life would be more lively and no one would object.

Zhang Sanqian is a strange man. Chen Ping always believes that martial arts and intelligence are all perverted. He is handsome, rich, and has power. Logically speaking, such a man is really unreasonable if he is not romantic. But in fact, this godson from the Chen family is not a little bit of a woman. He is determined to work hard for the Chen family and is hardworking. Chen Ping does not need to maliciously doubt that Brother Sanqian is definitely a virgin now.

Virginity, what an interesting word. For a certain animal who handed the boy to a beautiful female English teacher in a foreign school in high school, this word is a bit nonsense to Brother Sanqian.

The facts are nonsense.

Chen Ping leaned on the bed and laughed treacherously. Although Qin Qing's mother was beautiful, she was obviously not enough to be her sister-in-law. A fairy figure like Sanqian Ge, you have to find a wife who is as elegant as a fairy and a poem, right?

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Chen Ping took Tang Aozhi to the entertainment suburbs. Because it was a meal, Chen Ping did not ask Fan Fan to follow him. It was fun to eat the New Year's Eve dinner for the whole family. When going out, he took a group of younger brothers to show off, which had nothing to do with eating.

Zhang Sanqian was still dressed in casual clothes, standing at the door of the Fallen Paradise. When he got the words "Yu Shu" was in the wind, at least many young women and mistresses who were taken out tonight for fun would occasionally pass by. Zhang Sanqian stood with a smile, while being gentle and kind, with a kind of distantness that is not difficult to see by anyone with a discerning eye. He was not as close to women as the outside world said, but after living so big, he really hadn't met a woman who could make him moved. Goddess, loli and other things are not important. Zhang Sanqian's standards for choosing a spouse are simple and not simple, just four words: if you like it, you will be able to do it.

Qin Qing stood behind Zhang Sanqian, silent. She didn't feel that she would be lucky enough to attend this dinner tonight. Now she is standing here with Zhang Sanqian, just to maintain the respect of her subordinates to their superiors.

At half past eight, Chen Ping's Maybach, which had become an iconic car in the Yunnan circle, appeared in Zhang Sanqian's eyes, waved, and watched the Maybach stop, Zhang Sanqian walked over and smiled, "Leave the car to the person in charge of parking, let's go in first, have a good chat for the New Year."

Southerners do not love the so-called Spring Festival Gala. According to surveys, more than 80% of southerners believe that the Spring Festival Gala is a program specially prepared for the north, so on New Year's Eve in the south, few people stay at home to watch TV. Most of them find a few friends, playing cards, playing mahjong, chatting and other gatherings. Today's entertainment suburbs are very lively, and the traffic is even higher than usual. Zhang Sanqian and Chen Ping were chatting while walking and chatting, and hesitated when they passed the Depraved Paradise, and turned to Qin Qing, "Come on, too, there are more lively people."

Qin Qing smiled sweetly and nodded in agreement. She was very graceful and did not feel proud. She followed behind the people without any haste. Her eyes were calm. She had long passed the age of thinking about random thoughts. Naturally, she could not think that Zhang Sanqian would have any ideas about her. It was just a meal. It had no special meaning. It could not be simpler. Qin Qing took a slight breath and walked with Zhang Sanqian into a restaurant in the entertainment suburbs with a smile.

The entertainment suburbs are not big, but they are pursuing fine products. Restaurants, gambling, bars, and even brothels are far superior to those outside. The name of the restaurant Zhang Sanqian brought Chen Ping is very poetic. Tingfeng Xiaolou, if you want to put this name outside, probably few people will think this is a restaurant. Tingfeng Xiaolou is not large in area, with three floors above and below. Except for the first floor, the two and three floors are all private rooms. The decoration pays great attention to the atmosphere, and there is a clear and elegant atmosphere everywhere. It shows luxury in taste, without the aura of nouveau riche, but full of superiority in the upper circle. As for decoration, five-star restaurants outside have fallen below.

Zhang Sanqian brought Chen Ping and others to the third floor. Someone had long stood at the door with a smile to greet him. The waiter was not stunning, but he had a rare gentle temperament, which made people feel very comfortable. Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, completely ignoring Tang Aozhi's slightly cold eyes, and his smile was fascinated.

"Get in, the food here is good. Basically, I come here every day to make food and clothing. This place is not cheap, whether it is decoration or food. Today, I asked you guys to come here. I also paid for my private money and ordered a lot of good things. Tsk tsk, when I go back, I have to think about asking my third uncle to reimburse me."

Zhang Sanqian quipped, and when he said the word "The Young Men", he emphasized his tone. Chen Ping chuckled and agreed with Zhang Sanqian's words. The two brothers exchanged glances and cooperated with each other.

Picking up girls is a big deal. If there are few supporting roles to add fuel to each other from time to time, the degree of sleepiness will undoubtedly be much higher.

Four people, two men and two women, except for Chen Ping and Zhang Sanqian, they are not familiar with each other, but the atmosphere at the table is not a cold one. Zhang Sanqian did prepare a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner. Several people were eating and chatting, all of which were common words. They didn't talk about politics, business, and the gangsters were not talked about. Although Tang Aozhi was calm, he would not pose at this time. After following Chen Ping, she had already had the awareness that a woman should have, so she smiled and looked at each other. Occasionally speaking, a few words were a bit of a finishing touch. Several people talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

As the meal was coming to an end, Chen Ping's cell phone suddenly rang. Chen Ping picked it up and looked at it, smiled quietly, and walked out to answer the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent, and Chen Ping was not in a hurry to speak, leaning against the railing with a warm look.

"Happy New Year."

After a while of silence, a soft voice came from the other end of the phone.

Chen Ping smiled and said softly: "My wife's words were written for a long time. I thought you would at least call me husband sweetly, or say I want it? Tsk tsk, this is much more interesting than what kind of happy New Year, do you think it's?"

Nalan Qingcheng, who was far away in the northeast, stood on his balcony with a slightly red face, laughed and scolded the bastard, and then said, "Wait, then hurried back to the living room."

Chen Ping, who was holding the phone, was inexplicably surprised, and could only hear the sound of opening and closing the door on the other end of the phone, and then the sound of footsteps of kicking.

After about a minute, everything became quiet. Chen Ping seemed to hear Nalan Qingcheng whispering something on the other end of the phone, but the voice was too small and Mr. Chen, who had no ears to listen clearly.

Then he was shocked and wanted to cry without tears.

An old and gentle voice rang out on the other end of the phone, peaceful but majestic and domineering.

"Is the boy from the Chen family? I am Nalan Jingwei. If you want, you can call me Grandpa Nalan."

Nalan Jingwei?

Grandpa Nalan?

I'm oozing.

Chen Ping held the phone with a dull expression, with only one thought in his mind.
Chapter completed!