I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

"But I don't recommend you to go to that shop for custom-made suits!"

Lin Xian was taken aback by Zhang Mengyao's words, and asked curiously, "Why?"

"The first is that it's very expensive, but that shouldn't be a problem for you."

Zhang Mengyao paused, and continued: "The point is, the owner of that store is now in a semi-retired state, and whether he does business or not depends entirely on his mood. If you go, you may be rejected!"

Hearing what she said, Lin Xian became interested instead.

"Anyway, I'm fine tomorrow. Let's go and have a look first. If it doesn't work, we can change to another." Lin Xian said with a smile.

One dinner lasted until eight o'clock.

The three returned to the room, chatted for a while, and then Zhang Mengyao went back to her room.

It's a time of youth, and the hormones are bursting, especially after eating the marrow to know the taste last night, Lin Xian can't bear it.

After hugging Yan Xiaoman and being intimate for a while, the two walked into the bedroom.

The location of the Shangri-La Hotel is very good, especially for this ultra-luxury suite, the location is even better.

Open the curtains in the bedroom, and you can directly enjoy the night view of the Oriental Pearl Tower through the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Yan Xiaoman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, admiring the night view to the fullest...

after an hour.

The attribute improvement brought by the suit thug skill directly made his combat effectiveness 893 points stronger.

Seeing Lin Xian's eager expression, Yan Xiaoman was like a frightened rabbit, tightly wrapped in the quilt, begging for mercy: "Lin Xian, I really can't do it!"

"All right!"

Seeing that her expression did not seem to be fake, Lin Xian could only forcefully suppress his anger.

Yan Xiaoman couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

Everyone's physique is different, and she is one of the more vulnerable ones.

In short, it is fighting the five dregs!

Rubbing Lin Xian's cheeks, Yan Xiaoman asked, "Aren't you having fun yet?"

"It's okay!" Lin Xian comforted.

Yan Xiaoman naturally saw that he was comforting herself, and suddenly said: "Why don't you go to Zhang Mengyao?"

"puff!"

Lin Xian just took a sip of champagne, when he heard this sentence, he spit it all out.

Looking at her serious appearance, Lin Xian couldn't tell whether it was the truth or a lie.

However, no matter if it is true or false, it is impossible for him to agree.

"Don't make trouble, it's getting late, let's go to bed!" Lin Xian put down his wine glass and gently embraced her.

"Hmph! You're smart!"

Yan Xiaoman snorted lightly, revealing a sly smile.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xian couldn't help but secretly wiped off his cold sweat.

Fortunately, I am witty!

Otherwise, this place will turn into a Shura field tonight, and the scene... I can't even imagine it!

the next day.

Lin Xian got up at seven o'clock on time.

Seeing that Yan Xiaoman was sleeping soundly, he didn't disturb her and walked out of the bedroom lightly.

After washing up, I went to the hotel gym and started my morning jog.

After returning from the gym, Yan Xiaoman has already got up and is washing in the bathroom.

Zhang Mengyao sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, enjoying herself playing with her mobile phone.

"It's pretty early!" Lin Xian greeted.

"Stay away from me, you're covered in sweat!" Zhang Mengyao glanced at him in disgust.

Seeing this, Lin Xian smirked, wiped the sweat off his face, and patted it directly on her leg.

After finishing these, he quickly slipped into the bathroom, leaving only Zhang Mengyao with a confused face.

"Lin Xian! You are dead!"

After reacting, Zhang Mengyao screamed, chased to the bathroom door, and said angrily: "Open the door! If I don't beat you to death today, my surname will not be Zhang!"

In the bathroom, Yan Xiaoman wiped her face and asked curiously, "Why did you mess with her?"

"She thought I stink of sweat, so I wiped some on her!" Lin Xian laughed.

Yan Xiaoman was immediately happy, and smiled towards the door: "He is taking a bath, should you open the door and let you in?"

"Dog man and woman!"

Being bullied by the two together, Zhang Mengyao could only curse bitterly, and then went back to sit on the sofa again.

After some laughter and interruption, the three of them came to the cafeteria on the second floor to have breakfast at half past eight.

Shangri-La's buffet breakfast doesn't have a lot of variety, but it tastes good.

After breakfast, Lin Xian called the housekeeper Tina and asked her to prepare a special car (aece) for him.

The Ferrari 812Superfast is really not suitable for three people to travel, so we can only take the hotel's special car.

Bentley stopped firmly in front of an alley.

The driver turned his head and said apologetically, "Mr. Lin, you can't drive in."

"fine!"

Lin Xian smiled slightly, took out a tip of 1,000 yuan and handed it over, "It's been hard for you these two days, you should find a place to park and rest for a while."

"Where, it is my honor to serve you!"

After taking the tip, the driver smiled enthusiastically.

This alley has a strong old magic atmosphere, narrow and crowded.

A few old men were wearing white vests and big slippers, bragging and farting together.

The three got out of the car, and Lin Xian asked, "Are you sure it's in there?"

"Why? Are you afraid that I will sell you?"

Zhang Mengyao said angrily, and walked into the alley first.

The residential buildings on both sides of the alley look very old, at least thirty or forty years old.

After walking for about ten minutes, Zhang Mengyao stopped, pointed to a shop in front of her and said, "Here we are, it's that one!"

The shop is not big, and at first glance it looks very characteristic of the 1950s and 1960s.

On the signboard there are four brush characters, Zuoji Suit!

In front of the store, two old men sat there playing chess, and there were many people watching behind them.

Leading them to the door of the store, Zhang Mengyao yelled at an old man playing chess: "Grandpa Zuo is good!"

Hearing this, the old man Zuo, who was wearing presbyopic glasses, raised his head, looked at Zhang Mengyao a few times, and then said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this Lao Zhang's granddaughter, come to Shanghai to play?"

"That's right!" Zhang Mengyao nodded.

"How is your grandpa?" Zuo old man asked.

"It's still the same! By the way, I brought a friend to order a suit from you today." Zhang Mengyao said, pointing to Lin Xian beside him.

The old man Zuo glanced at him, waved his hand and said, "We don't do business today, you guys go back!"

Seeing this, Zhang Mengyao gave Lin Xian a helpless look.

Yan Xiaoman asked: "Go back now?"

"Not urgent!"

Lin Xian smiled slightly, "They're all here, it's interesting to watch them play chess."

After buying the chess skill book yesterday, he still didn't feel much, but seeing someone playing chess now, he suddenly felt a little itchy.

Standing aside and watching for a while, Lin Xian found that the old man Zuo's skills were quite good, but at most he was only at the seventh or eighth level of an amateur, and he couldn't even match the master level chess promotion.

Soon, the left old man won the game of chess after a series of generals with a horse and a chariot.

Touching his head proudly, the old man Zuo suddenly realized that the three of Lin Xian hadn't left yet, so he said unexpectedly, "Didn't I say I won't do business today?"

"Look at chess for a while!" Lin Xian laughed.

"Hey, the young man can also play chess? How about a game?"

The old man opposite the old man on the left stood up and made way for him.

This is basically the case in street chess. If anyone loses, most of them will give up their position to the next one.

Of course, there are also stinky chess players who occupy their positions and do not move. .