Chapter 313 Deliberately Flattery

Feng Jun did not stay in the daily rental house, but directly got into Yuan Huapeng's car.

However, he did not return to the hotel. He chose a four-star hotel to stay more than one kilometer away from the hospital.

Yuan Huapeng had something on his mind and didn't dare to ask you why you lived here, so he just watched him go through the formalities.

Feng Jun took one look at the beautiful scenery and told the front desk, "Open two suites."

The suite was opened quickly, and there was no shortage of rooms as Yuan Huapeng said.

However, the second sister rushed to pay the deposit for the room, "Xiaomei, if you still recognize me as an old sister, let me come!"

She turned against Feng Jun and went directly to Hao Jingjing, which was considered a good intention.

The two suites were on the same floor, not far apart. Everyone went in to take a look at the room. Feng Jun turned around and left, "You guys stay here, I'll be back soon."

He went downstairs, looked around, walked quickly to the east, walked three to four hundred meters, turned into a courtyard with lush trees, looked at the positions of the surrounding cameras, walked behind a secluded bush, and determined Three suitcases were released without anyone noticing.

Yuan Huapeng stayed in the room, feeling a little uneasy: Is this guy running away again?

Not long after, Feng Jun came over, dragging three trolley cases in his hand. Yuan Huapeng blinked when he saw this.

This guy... actually has someone to support him?

Feng Jun sent Hao Jing's trolley case over, then looked at Yuan Huapeng and said, "Let's go to the hospital and have a look."

In fact, he was quite curious, why couldn't he open his eyes?

When they arrived at the hospital, Yuan Huakun and his eldest sister were both there, so they were naturally polite when they saw him.

Mr. Yuan had been struggling for a long time and just fell asleep. Feng Jun stepped forward lightly and took his pulse again.

After taking his pulse, he was a little lucky. Fortunately, he was here. The old man's vitality had dropped drastically. Even if he could survive the next time he took the body-building pill, he might not be able to do it the next time. He might faint.

However, he still couldn't figure out why Mr. Yuan couldn't open his eyes. He could just feel that the lesion had improved a lot, but it was still far from being smooth.

When he stopped, he couldn't help but snorted, "Yes, I still need a Yuan-Pui Dan."

The eldest sister heard this clearly and couldn't help being slightly surprised, "Do you still want the green pill?"

Feng Jun nodded, with a very ugly expression on his face. He had never thought that after a person gets old and frail, the effectiveness of the Peiyuan Pill would evaporate so quickly. As expected, no matter how big a hero you are, you cannot escape the natural laws of birth, old age, illness, and death. .

Realizing this, he felt that this time was not in vain, but he had to use two Yuan Yuan Pills, which was really... a bit surprising.

Yuan Huakun and the eldest sister really want to ask why they need another Peiyuan Pill. After all, for the first two pills, they paid the purchase quota of 300 tons of zha medicine. If they add another pill, the quota will increase again. Bar?

But when the two of them saw that Feng Jun didn't look good, they rationally didn't say anything and others put the blame on the hospital. In the end, wouldn't we have to admit the blame?

If the other party doesn't mention it, they won't ask. Anyway, the old man is gradually returning to normal, and someone will naturally make the decision by then.

As soon as Feng Jun and Yuan Huapeng left, the eldest sister's phone vibrated. She took a look and let out a light sigh.

Yuan Huakun glanced at her, "What's wrong?"

The eldest sister hesitated for a moment and spoke with a strange expression, "The second one said... you can contact Xiao Sai to contact the model."

The message was from the second sister. She saw Xiaomei taking a pack of sanitary napkins and entering the bathroom.

Yuan Huakun is a little bored. This is the difference between Hua Peng and his second sister. The second sister wants to take the wife route, but Hua Peng thinks that Feng Jun is young and carefree, and maybe he prefers something new.

But he is so old that he can almost give birth to Feng Jun, and he actually pimps him...

Thinking so, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yuan Huapeng, "Second sister said that Xiaomei and Feng Jun are just friends who get along well, and they may not be what we thought."

Of course, this news will not be sent through the group. After all, there are children from various families in the group.

So the second sister didn't know that the message she sent to the eldest sister was actually sent out of shape.

When Yuan Huapeng saw this message, he was stunned for a moment, and then responded with an "ok" gesture.

It happened to be the weekend. After dinner that night, the second sister invited Hao Jingjing and Feng Jun to attend a concert.

Hao Jingjing is a musician himself, and he also owns a music store. Hearing that he could attend a concert in the capital, he was overjoyed.

If you don't talk about people, you can't help but think about it. Xu Tiejun sent a car and people to invite Feng Jun and Hao Jingfeng to play in the capital for several days. They were extremely enthusiastic. However, after the second sister had been insinuating and getting to know each other for a long time, the invitation sent out made The scenery is irresistible.

Although she still glanced at Feng Jun, the eagerness in her eyes could not be concealed at all.

Feng Jun scratched his chin and nodded with a smile, "Then... let's go together."

He said this a bit reluctantly, because he was really not interested in it. Feng was a liberal arts monk. When he was in school, he also learned some musical instruments such as harmonica, Xiao and guitar.

Moreover, he plays the guitar pretty well, and he is pretty good at playing and singing, which is a little better than most people.

But that’s really just following the crowd. It’s okay to sing pop songs and so on, but Bel Canto is blind.

If he were to listen to a concert that was all bel canto songs, he might fall asleep. In fact, he had this experience.

As for the concert, he could already foresee the consequences, and it would probably be no less tragic than the car accident scene.

But what can be done? We have already gone to the mall with Hao Fengfeng, so there is no need to do more than this.

Yuan Huapeng noticed his reluctance very keenly, so he smiled and said, "You ladies can go to the concert. I'd better accompany the master and enjoy the night view of the capital."

"What's there to appreciate about the night?" The second sister snorted disdainfully, then took a look at the beautiful scenery, "How about... let's go?"

Well, the majestic master, no one asked him about his choice.

Hao Jingjing looked at Feng Jun helplessly, but there was no expectation in her eyes.

The two had been flirting on and off for quite some time. Feng Jun knew that she was a music major and had expressed that he was a layman.

Feng Jun hesitated for a moment and finally decided not to make a fool of himself. "Well, you can go ahead and we'll just wander around."

But how could Yuan Huapeng let him "walk around casually"? After watching the two ladies leave, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, find a place to drink some more... You are here, so Li Ting won't ask me any more questions."

Hearing this, Feng Jun turned his head to look at him in surprise, "No, you also have tracheitis?"

In his opinion, Yuan Huapeng is a serious-minded person, and he has a very good image, a middle-aged handsome man, while Li Ting can only be said to be average in appearance, and her family seems to have some solutions. The lives of these two people... shouldn't they be Is there a certain amount of space between each other?

Yuan Huapeng smiled and said, "It's not bronchitis, right? It's just that there are too many beautiful girls in the capital, and there are also many scheming ones... If you don't brag, my image is pretty good, right?"

Feng Jun was amused by his last sentence. He really didn't expect that the old-fashioned Yuan Huapeng had such a side.

If the other party doesn't pretend, he won't pretend either. "It's really good. You can raise a few illegitimate children and pass on your good genes."

"This is not possible," Yuan Huapeng smiled and shook his head, "This cannot be done in China."

Feng Jun glanced sideways at him and asked in surprise, "What do you mean, have you done it abroad?"

Yuan Huapeng did not deny it, but said calmly, "It was an accident. The woman stuck the condom with a needle and came to me with a big belly... The condition is that I divorce or she goes abroad."

The corner of Feng Jun's mouth twitched, "This is really... there are a lot of scheming people."

"I have been very restrained," Yuan Huapeng sighed helplessly, "I feel like she is thoughtful and has done special protection, but I didn't expect..."

"Yes," Feng Jun nodded sympathetically, "No one likes to take a shower wearing a raincoat."

"Master is indeed a man of temperament," Yuan Huapeng gave a thumbs up and spoke with a smile.

This kind of topic can quickly shorten the distance between men. Forty minutes later, the two stopped at the door of a bar and were able to have an in-depth exchange on this topic.

Feng Jun took a look at the location of the bar and wondered whether Zheng Yang's performing arts bar had copied the environment here.

It's also a large courtyard, with no buildings in close range, not even a canteen.

Two boys came over and opened the car door diligently. When one of them saw Yuan Huapeng, he said hello respectfully, "Brother Peng hasn't been here for a long time."

Yuan Huapeng nodded slightly and asked casually, "Is Xiao Sai here?"

"Brother Sai is here," the two boys replied in unison. It seems that this little boy still comes in and out here often.

After entering the bar, Feng Jun discovered that it was really similar to Zheng Yang's performing arts bar.

The only difference is that the singing stage here is not big, and the seats are divided upstairs and downstairs. The decoration is in a pastoral style, light and at the same time, with a bit of vicissitude and simplicity. Even the seats are rattan chairs.

But what is certain is that UU Kanshu www.uukanshu. net Although these decorations are not very eye-catching, they are definitely expensive.

The wicker chairs and sofas upstairs and downstairs can accommodate about two hundred people. There are also a few rows of high stools at the bar at the door. Feng Jun is very familiar with this atmosphere.

There are now forty or fifty guests in the venue. The quality of the guests is pretty good, and there is no sound. On the singing stage, a middle-aged man who looks a bit like Huang Bo is holding a guitar and playing by himself. Singing "Emperor Imperial Capital"

The sound of the speaker is not too high, but just right. The man has a ponytail and sings feebly. He does not sing about loneliness, hesitation and confusion. Instead, he seems to be telling someone else's story, which is a bit sadder than the feeling of death.

The waiter led Yuan Huapeng and Feng Jun to the second floor and into a booth.

The people in the booth had already stood up, one man and three women. The man was nearly thirty years old, of medium height and build. They greeted Yuan Huapeng respectfully, "Hello, Brother Peng, this brother... hello."

Yuan Huapeng frowned and asked lightly, "Where is Xiao Sai?"

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