The First Generation of Celebrities [1980s]

Chapter 13 - I Don't Know He was Good Looking Before

Soon, the food was served.

　　When Zhangyang saw the fried tripe and fried mutton with green onion, her slender eyebrows raised slightly, and she only picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs and shredded pork with Beijing sauce that she ordered with her chopsticks.

　　Ji Xingzhi has completely different tastes from hers, and he can't stand sweet food. Seeing that she didn't touch the two dishes he ordered, Ji Xingzhi thought she was embarrassed, so he simply introduced: "These two dishes are the characteristics of this restaurant and should not be available abroad. Why don't you try them?" 

Zhangyang shook his head, with obvious rejection all over her body, "No."

　　She rarely eats food with strong taste. Even if it is the shredded pork with Beijing sauce that she ordered in front of her, she will not touch the shredded green onion in it, let alone Ji Xingzhi of two dishes.

　　Ji Xingzhi watched her avoid shredded green onions while picking vegetables, and silently remembered it in his heart. If they live together in the future, he will have to learn how to make sweet dishes.

　　After finishing the meal, Ji Xingzhi went to drive after paying the bill. Zhangyang stood at the door waiting for him.

　　In the small alley next to it, a family opened a canteen, and strings of red candied haws sprouted out, which looked very tempting.

　　Zhangyang glanced at Ji Xingzhi's figure, which was a little far away. She was embarrassed to call out loudly, so she quickly trotted to the alley and asked the boss how much it cost.

　　"Two cents." The boss was still staring at the small TV in the store.

　　Zhangyang gave the money and walked out of the alley with a bunch of candied hawsers that didn't match her outfit.

　　She hadn't been out on the street much since she came back. When she saw the snacks she had eaten as a child, she couldn't help but want to try them.

　　Zhang Yang just stretched out her hand to tear off a little of the sticky rice paper. She didn't like the tasteless sticky rice paper. When she was about to bite it, suddenly there was a careless sound behind her.

　　"Hey, sister, are you alone?"

　　There is a billiards hall across the street from the Four Seasons Hotel, and there are all kinds of people in it. Now it happens to be meal time, and many people come out to eat.

　　Huang He saw Zhangyang on the roadside from a long distance away. Her figure was so beautifully outlined by the cheongsam that he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

　　When Zhangyang turned around inadvertently, he saw Zhangyang's appearance clearly and immediately came over with a group of younger brothers around him.

　　With an oval face, a high bridge of nose, and big eyes, she would stand out even in his ex-girlfriend's factory.

　　Zhangyang had already frowned when she heard the flirtatious chatter coming from her ears. She turned around and saw a man wearing a flashy shirt and tight pants, with a thick chain of unknown material around his neck walking towards her. She said nothing and quickly looked away.

　　Those tight pants, in Zhangyang's opinion, were simply eye-catching.

　　Huang He was considered a minor figure in this area. He worked as an apprentice in a car repair shop two streets away. Although he was an apprentice, what he did was not on the right track. However, he fought fiercely and gained some reputation in this area, and gradually more and more minions gathered around him.

　　Now Huang He took the initiative to talk to Zhangyang, but when he didn't get a response from Zhangyang, the younger brothers around him couldn't stand it.

　　"Hey! Brother Huang is talking to you, can't you hear me?"

　　Zhangyang didn't like the tight pants and really didn't want to give her another look. "Do we know each other?" she asked coldly.

　　Huang He bared his teeth. He didn't know what Zhang Yang was thinking. He thought that his outfit was trendy. He walked up to Zhang Yang and said with a smile, "My sister is right. Don't we know each other now?"

　　Zhangyang took two steps to the other side, her refusal obvious.

　　Her retreat made Huang He unhappy. He is well-known in this area, and there is no one who is as disrespectful as Zhangyang.

　　"It seems that my sister is a little shy. It doesn't matter. Do you work here? Are you new here?" Huang He asked patiently.

　　Zhangyang was a little irritated. She had met suitors abroad, but they were all classmates around her and were very measured. Someone like Huang He was a complete scoundrel. This was the first time she had met him.

　　"Get out of the way." Zhangyang's face turned cold.

　　When she looked at people with no expression on her face, she actually had a faint aura.