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After the door of the private room was closed, Ma Zhongxing finally couldn't hold back, and asked Song Xiaodao with a dark face what was he going to do?

"...You have to spend 100 taels of silver to enter the private room. This Ruyi building is simply stealing money!" Ma Zhongxing was so distressed that he was about to bleed.

Song Xiaodao knew that he couldn't explain clearly to Ma Zhongxing now.

He could only patiently say to Ma Zhongxing: "Second brother, let me arrange this time.

I am not the kind of person who is so fascinated by wealth that he forgets how much he is.

You think, if we want to talk business with the shopkeeper of Ruyi Building, don't we have to find a suitable occasion?

The lobby of Ruyi Building is higher-end than other restaurants, but it is still noisy, full of people, and the atmosphere is not suitable.

The godmother often said that money must be spent wisely, second brother, under what circumstances do you think this condition is met? "

Seeing Ma Zhongxing's speechless expression, Song Xiaodao stared at him with burning eyes: "Second brother, I think it is now!"

Ma Zhongxing's expression was wandering, thoughtful.

"Second brother, if you can't talk to the shopkeeper of Ruyi Building this time, sell our seasoning, and I will pay for this meal myself!" Song Xiaodao added unhurriedly.

Ma Zhongxing was agitated by his words, and said anxiously: "Xiao Dao, how can you say such a thing?

You you you...you know I don't mean that..."

Before Ma Zhongxing's incoherent explanation was clear, Song Xiaodao stopped him and said with a smile: "Second brother, I know.

I was just joking, don't worry about it.

I think that further conversations with the shopkeeper of Ruyilou in this way can virtually shorten the distance between each other.

If we can successfully cooperate with Ruyilou, then we can use the tiger skin of Ruyilou as a banner to promote the seasoning. "

Ma Zhongxing carefully sorted out his thoughts, and still agreed with Song Xiaodao's thoughts and actions.

Compared with his second brother who is a few years older, Xiaodao is indeed more tactful and thoughtful.

Ma Zhongxing was a little embarrassed, and smiled coyly, "Just do as you said!

When my mother went out, she also told me to listen to your opinions on everything.

It can be seen that in my mother's heart, you are much smarter than me! "

Song Xiaodao also felt happy after hearing this, but still said a few words of humility.

Soon, Xiaoer Qian Shuyan brought tea in.

The consumption of Ruyi Building is high, but all the supplies are excellent, even the tea bowls for drinking tea are extraordinarily delicate and beautiful.

When Ma Zhongxing was drinking tea, he had to be careful, for fear that if he broke one, he would not be able to pay for it in a while.

"You two, wait a moment, the food will be delivered right away." Qian Shuyan's younger brother smiled all over his face.

Song Xiaodao said "Thank you", and picked up the tea soup and drank it in small sips.

After a while, the door of the box was pushed open again, and a young boy with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, who looked like a boy under Guanyin's seat, came into the eyes of Song Xiaodao and Ma Zhongxing.

The two looked out when they heard the movement, and their eyes stayed on Xie Yong's overly handsome face.

Well, this kid looks too good-looking, right?

Ma Zhongxing had never seen anyone prettier than this young boy, his eyes were full of astonishment.

Song Xiaodao quickly swept around the young boy, and the moment his eyes fell on him, he realized that the young man was actually sitting in a wheelchair.

What a pity to be disabled at such a young age!

However, the clothes on the young boy's body look good, and his whole body shows his style. His family must be either rich or expensive.

Song Xiaodao was sure that the young man probably went to the wrong door.

He stood up from his seat and asked Xie Yong gently: "Did the young master go to the wrong box?"

Xie Yong withdrew from the short-term absent-minded state, rolled his dark eyes, and immediately said apologetically: "Sorry for the trouble, I must have gone by the wrong way."

At this time, Xie Yong's little attendant, Sixi, chased after him.

He grabbed the handle of Xie Yong's wheelchair with fear on his face, and said excitedly: "My lord, you scared the villain to death.

Our box is not this corridor, we have to go through another corridor. "

Xie Yong is a little annoyed that the people around him always treat him as a porcelain doll, as if he will die if he leaves their sight.

"Let go, I'll push it back myself!" Xie Yong said coldly.

Sixi showed a pitiful expression of 'Don't embarrass me, my lord'.

With a stubborn face, Xie Yong ignored Sixi, and politely apologized to Song Xiaodao and Ma Zhongxing again, then swung the wheelchair and backed away bit by bit.

At this moment, a voice came from far and near, "Yong'er, are you lost?"

"Father!" Xie Yong's cold and hard expression, when he saw Feng Yu slowly approaching, the spring breeze turned into rain in an instant, comparable to the art of changing faces.

Song Xiaodao watched this scene with envy hidden in his eyes.

The relationship between this young boy and his father should be very good, very close, right? !

Ma Zhongxing, however, was like hearing hallucinations, and couldn't help digging out his ears.

Why is that thick and deep voice so familiar?

Ma Zhongxing walked to the door of the box curiously, poked his head out to look.

Feng Yu has already received Xie Yong at this moment, and he just bent down to say something to Xie Yong, when the father and son mentioned something funny, they both laughed out loud at the same time.

Ma Zhongxing keenly captured Feng Yu's side face, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the hand hanging by his side also clenched subconsciously.

Just when he was about to adjust the angle so that he could see more clearly, Feng Yu had already turned around and turned his back to him.

He personally pushed Xie Yong's wheelchair forward, leaving Ma Zhongxing a tall and stalwart back.

This back view is quite different from the one in memory.

There was a trace of confusion in Ma Zhongxing's eyes, he was not sure if his eyes were dazzled just now.

Song Xiaodao went back to the box and sat down. Seeing that Ma Zhongxing was still leaning on the door frame and looking out, he called out "Second Brother" strangely.

Ma Zhongxing's thoughts were still wandering, and Song Xiaodao's call was actively blocked by him.

Seeing that something was wrong, Song Xiaodao stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

Ma Zhongxing seemed to have been greatly frightened, covered his heart with his hands, frowned and complained: "People are scary and scary to death!"

Song Xiaodao's face was full of innocence, "Second brother, the sky is bright and bright, what did you see that made you so frightened?"

"I..." Ma Zhongxing hesitated whether to say or not.

What if I really got it wrong?

It happened that Qian Shuyan Xiao Er came to serve the two of them, and Song Xiaodao didn't rush to ask, so he asked Ma Zhongxing to slow down, and it would not be too late to talk after the meal.

Ma Zhongxing waited for Xiaoer to exit to the box, then put back the chopsticks he had just picked up, and said, "Xiaodao, you should have heard about my father's situation, right?"

"God... Godfather?" Song Xiaodao had a strange expression on his face, and it was really awkward to call him this title.

But since he recognized Yang Mei as his godmother, Ma Zhong naturally became his godfather.