Chapter 258

"Sir, ah..." After the waiter walked quickly to Qin Zhao, he let out a low cry. Because she found that the right hand of the man who stood up was covered with bright red blood, and on the coffee table, a porcelain coffee cup had cracked into countless pieces. The earth-brown coffee dripping from the broken coffee cup was flowing on the table, with faint blood stains floating on the coffee.

"Sir, please, please wait a moment, I'm going to get you something to bandage it!" Seeing that Qin Zhao's right palm still seemed to be covered with porcelain shards, the blood was flowing out along the shards. Seeping, shining an indescribably strange luster under the illumination of the light. She was so frightened that she hurriedly averted her eyes, turned around and ran back. She thought it was because the coffee cups in her shop were of poor quality, and for some reason they suddenly burst and pierced the customer's hand. I thought: This is the end of the game, the boss must blame me for not checking the cup properly, and will deduct my salary.

"It's okay, don't panic." Just after the waiter turned around and took a step away, he heard the hoarse voice of the man behind him say, "I crushed this cup, I don't blame you... I will compensate you for the cup." Money."

"What?" After hearing this ridiculous and unreasonable explanation, the waiter turned around and looked at Qin Zhao in a daze, his eyes widening inexplicably: "You, you mean that this cup is, you squeezed it. Broken?!" How is this possible! You must know that although this kind of porcelain cup does not look very expensive, it is specially customized by the boss from Zhangqiu, which is known as the hometown of "black pottery culture" in order to increase the taste of the coffee shop! The biggest feature of Chinese black pottery culture is the solidity of the fired products, but this man said that the cup was broken by his hands...

Qin Zhao didn't explain too much to the waiter, but just casually wiped the light blue shirt with his right hand a few times, as if it wasn't blood but water. He took out a few hundred yuan bills from his pocket, and put them on the table without counting: "Pay the bill, and the rest of the money is to compensate for the cup money in the coffee shop." After speaking, he wiped his shirt again, and lowered his head to be at a loss. At a loss, Wang Yashan said, "I'm going out for a walk, alone."

Looking up at Fu Yi and Ye Qingling again, Qin Zhao smiled indifferently, and then walked out of the cafe with steady steps under the gaze of everyone in the cafe.

For some reason, when Wang Yashan watched Qin Zhao's back walking out, she suddenly felt a sense of boundless silence, like the blood-sweetened coffee flowing on the coffee table and touching the table paper, blending into the night middle. She really wanted to stand up and follow him, take out a handkerchief to bandage his wound or accompany him to the hospital, but her body was dominated by Qin Zhao's last words "I'm going out for a walk, alone", and she just stood there , watching Qin Zhao's body walk away under the street lamp through the window. A bunch of headlights flashed by, but Youhu disappeared.

Qin Zhao has never been a coward, and he doesn't know what evasion is. In his creed of life, there is no such thing as losing one's soul. But tonight, just because Ye Qingling, who has a marriage contract with him, unexpectedly had a private meeting with another man behind his back, and even took the initiative to kiss that man... No matter who the man is, this is not important anymore, it is important The most important thing is that his previously insanely strong and high-quality mentality suddenly collapsed at this moment.

Do I really care about Ye Qingling?

With his left hand in his trouser pocket, Qin Zhao held a bloody cigarette in his right hand, and walked aimlessly along the sidewalk. I never felt any pain in my hands, but the smell of bloody tobacco was really unpleasant. After noticing that the smell of tobacco was not pure, he suddenly wanted to laugh. Because he had thought a long time ago what it would be like to dip a cigarette in blood before smoking it. Unexpectedly, I finally found out today that the taste is not very good.

With the little finger of his right hand, he took out a small part of the tile that was still exposed in his palm, and then clenched his fist tightly, with a burning cigarette attached. Perhaps because he was a little tired of the lights of the passing vehicles, Qin Zhao turned into a not-so-spacious road after walking for a short time, and continued his journey of thinking alone.

I am Qin Zhaona, Qin Zhao surrounded by countless women. The family has hundreds of millions of money that can't be spent in this life, and the person can be called suave and romantic, with skills and backgrounds that make black and white taboo. Ye Qingling is so decadent? Hehe, it's ridiculous.

Qin Zhao shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his head. But he failed, shaking his head vigorously, not only did not make him feel sober, but instead made him see a small restaurant named 'Li Meiren' not far ahead, and thought of drinking.

Alas, when a man is hurt by a woman, he should go to a bar to drink, and get drunk to relieve his worries.

At this time, if someone said this in Qin Zhao's ear, he would definitely get a punch in the face and some disdainful words: Will I be hurt by that self-righteous woman? How old is she? Isn't it just that he has a little business mind, and his looks are passable? Slowly, she just kissed someone else, even if she was having sex with him in front of me, so what? cut! I have many women like this, it doesn't matter if one less or more! uh... what did you say? Am I talking about face? Pull your eggs and go! Do you believe that I'll drink half a bottle of wine in one breath to prove to you that what I'm saying is the truth?

Pushing the door open and entering Li Meiren Restaurant, Qin Zhao saw that there was not a single customer in the prime time of seven or eight o'clock, except for a fat woman who was a bit too much and a waiter-like young man watching TV. Dine here. It seems that it is either because this so-called Beauty Li looks too much like this woman who is definitely the proprietress, or because the Beauty Li restaurant is hidden in a deep alley.

No one is better, so as not to disturb Lao Tzu's drinking pleasure. When entering the restaurant, Qin Zhao cast a glance behind intentionally or unintentionally.

"Miss Boss, let's have a dozen beers! What brand? Hehe, of course it's the kind we men like to drink most. How many do you ask me? Oh, it's just me... as for the appetizers, you don't need too much, it's simple. Just fry up seventeen or eight of the best in your shop." Before the restaurant waiter and the proprietress wondered if he was talking in his sleep, Qin Zhao took out all the money on his body, seven or eight big red bills entrained Holding a few bank cards, they patted them on the table together.

"If you don't have enough cash, then swipe your card!" What annoys Qin Zhao most is that others look at him with such mentally retarded eyes. Every time he encounters such eyes, he has to make corresponding actions to make that person mentally retarded. .

Sure enough, the proprietress of Li Meiren Restaurant, who looked like she was forty years old, but was actually only thirty-eight years old, just wanted to ask the waiter to ask the waiter if she had a fever after seeing Qin Zhaoliang taking out several bank cards in cash. It became: "Hey, sir, wait a moment, our specialty dishes are definitely not as simple as one or two dishes, as long as you have eaten this time, you will never want to go anywhere next time..."

"Hurry up and get the wine and serve the food!" The waiters called out one after another. The proprietress gave Qin Zhao a sweet and sour look, and then walked up to him flirtatiously wagging her waist, which was only a little thicker than a bucket. While grinning on the fat face, the right hand, which is as beautiful as Jinhua ham in terms of color and saturation, quickly picked up all the cash with movements that did not match it. As for the bank card... no Bank cards with passwords won't work, who cares.

The wine and dishes were served quickly under the urging of the banknotes.

The beer is the local Laoshan beer in Qingdao, the kind that costs three yuan a bottle. Li Meiren Restaurant's specialty dishes are pig's ears mixed with cucumber, vinegared peanuts, preserved eggs with minced ginger, oh, there is also a small dish of Wangzhihe tofu, and fried beancurd sticks with green peppers.

"Sir, please take it easy first, I'll get you some hot dishes myself." It may be that after seeing these so-called specialty dishes, the proprietress felt in her heart about the big bills that Qin Zhao brought out. Feeling guilty, so I decided to go upstairs to arrest the husband who loves to sleep when he is full and has nothing to do, and let him personally cook for this handsome young man who doesn't seem to be sick, but is more than crazy.

"Yeah." Qin Zhao hummed, and then pinched the wine bottle cap with his right thumb and index finger. Without seeing much force, he pinched the bottle cap between his fingers, then threw it on the table and waved his hand to the proprietress. Signal her casually.

Damn! no? Open the wine bottle cap with your fingers? !

Although there seemed to be a trace of blood on the cap of the wine bottle, the proprietress decided in an instant when she saw Qin Zhao's unwrinkled brows, this time she really wanted to serve this brother for real. ... If it made him sick, who knows if he would use those two fingers to do this to himself?

After gulping down most of the bottle of beer in one gulp, Qin Zhao, who is not good at drinking, suddenly had a blush that should appear on a woman's face, but his eyes lit up. The chopsticks were useless, and he picked up a few old vinegar peanuts and threw them into his mouth. After chewing a few times, he picked up the wine bottle again, and put it upside down to his mouth, until there was no more wine left, then put down the wine bottle, wiped his mouth in satisfaction, and let out a soft sigh like singing.

The waiter who was waiting for the boss to cook, sat in front of the TV and watched Qin Zhao secretly. He felt that this man was a bit strange, his eyes were so bright that he didn’t look like the kind of guy whose wife ran away with others, and he just ran out to get drunk. The man is so sweet, but the corner of his mouth shows "the next door is numb" and he has a helpless wry smile, which makes people see that he is caught in the vortex of love at a glance.

"Okay," just as the waiter was looking at Qin Zhao interestingly, he heard him say "Okay." Just as he was about to ask what he wanted to do with a smile on his face, Qin Zhao picked up another bottle of beer and pulled off the cap with his right hand, which was stronger than a corkscrew. After looking at it, he threw it behind him: "Let's have a drink... If you break the glass, you will pay for it."