The Super Universe Leveling Game

She was not familiar with Zhang Xiaotian and Zheng Shaotong, but she knew a little about Lu Jianguo's identity. His ancestors participated in the war abroad. Actually, from the name 'establishment', one could see that the fire lion was hit. The staff was so scared that their faces turned white. They didn't even know how to speak. In the end, it was the boss of the horse farm who came forward to mediate. Only then did Lu Jianguo not call the police.    

The boss of the horse farm's advice to Ouyang Mi Mi was to try to satisfy Lu Jianguo's requests. The boss of the horse farm was also a big boss in this area, but he didn't dare to offend Lu Jianguo.    

"Life is like this. When you encounter problems, you have to solve them. If you have difficulties, I'll help you. If I have difficulties, you'll help me. Saying thank you is too polite." Dongfang Qingyu said with a smile.    

"I am not as open-minded as you." Ouyang Mi Mi said.    

"Right, your friend, what is the color of her hair? Little Cai, right? What's the situation now? Has she apologized to you? " Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"Disconnected." Ouyang Mi Mi shook her head with a bitter smile.    

"Disconnected? Did Zeng Zuicheng do it?" Dongfang Qingyu frowned.    

"No, I heard from my friend that she left Jing City overnight. After that, her phone was turned off. Everyone could not contact her. However, after all, she is someone in the circle. A friend said that she met her in Hainan," Ouyang Mi Mi said.    

"They ran quite fast, but they were not kind. They caused trouble for themselves and ran away without saying a word. They made you suffer," Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"This is good. I can be more careful when I see someone clearly." Ouyang Ziming said. This lesson was very deep. She could remember it for the rest of her life.    

"Don't be so pessimistic. There are all kinds of birds in the wide world. But overall, there are more good people in this society," Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"You have to pay the price for being a good person," Ouyang Ziming said.    

Dongfang Qingyu smiled. This topic was a little heavy. The problem of whether to help or not was a test of morality and humanity. From the moral point of view, respecting the old and loving the young was a traditional virtue of the people of China. It was unknown when it started, but the people who were helped played the role of a farmer and a snake. It resulted in the people who did good things not only teaching them the time cost and material cost, but also suffering from the inner torment and the rejection of their own life standards.    

It was fine if they were not thanked for doing good things. After all, who did good things was not thanked. However, if they were wrongly accused, it would be very wronged.    

"Let's not talk about this. The master said that I was in trouble this year. This can be considered as having passed, right?" Ouyang Ziming said.    

"You still believe in this?" Dongfang Qingyu was stunned.    

"Of course I do. Many people believe in it," Ouyang Ziming said. Dongfang Qingyu smiled and did not say anything. He had never believed in these things. He only believed in one thing. He was strong in his heart and was immune to all kinds of poison. If his heart was fearful, evil spirits would linger around.    

"There are a lot of celebrities in Hong Kong who have protective talismans," Ouyang Meimei said.    

"Is it really effective?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"This... Some are effective, some are not." Ouyang Meimei was a little embarrassed. Although she believed in it, she knew that sometimes it was just a psychological comfort. However, even though she knew it, she did not dare to not believe it. It was very contradictory.    

"Where are you going? I'll send you there." Dongfang Qingyu glanced at the time. "It seems like it's time to eat. Are you busy? If not, let's eat together."    

"...I'm not busy." Ouyang Meimei originally wanted to say that she didn't need it, but she immediately remembered that Dongfang Qingyu had just helped her out a lot. She should treat him to a meal.    

Dongfang Qingyu called Lin Qianer. In the end, she was taken away by Lin Qianer. Lin Qianer's aunt and cousin came to visit. Her cousin also had a daughter who was about the same age as Jian Jia. This cousin was a little... doting on her children and kept praising herself. Lin Qianer could not stand it and lent Jian Jia to smash the place. Lin Qianer was afraid that Lin Qianer would do something reckless, so she could only be a bad person.    

After hanging up the phone, Dongfang Qingyu did not know whether to laugh or cry. Lin Qianer had been managing the company for almost two years. Deep down, she was still that little girl who was a little unruly.    

For some reason, when she heard that Lin Qianer did not have time to come over, Ouyang Meimei was secretly happy.    

"Where are you going? What are you eating? Do you know a place that is familiar to you?" Dongfang Qingyu only had two places that she remembered to eat. One was the Octadic Treasure, and the other was the garden that Yuan Xianglin had invited to eat.    

"I know of a place that is not very famous, but the taste is very good. It has the taste of a farmer's home."    

"Point the way!" Dongfang Qingyu was very interested in the word 'farmer's home'. He was the son of a farmer, so he did not like those hard vegetables that were made by thousands of people. Cooking at home was his favorite. Eating, eating, and still eating. There were many big restaurants with rich dishes that were comparable to the national banquet, but he could not eat much without chopsticks. The key was that the taste of food was still missing. It was very strange. It was obviously very sumptuous, but the taste was not bad either.    

Especially western food, he did not like it from the bottom of his heart. He could occasionally taste it, but he would rather eat it at the side.    

"Cottage in the Bamboo Forest."    

Miao Zhu made the door, and the green bamboo was decorated. The fence was made of yellow bamboo. With the exquisite design of the craftsman, it looked like a scene in a movie. After getting out of the car, Dongfang Qingyu even slowed down a little.    

"There's actually such a place!" Dongfang Qingyu exclaimed, feeling that this place was right for him.    

"When I first came here, I fell in love with this place. After that, every time I came to Jing City, I would secretly come here to eat." Ouyang Ziming smiled and said.    

"Why do you have to come here secretly?" Dongfang Qingyu was puzzled.    

"The cuisine here is more like a guest's style. The main dish is a small fry, and the taste is spicy. The manager's mouth is very slippery, and he always cares about my diet. This is too salty, that is too sweet, and too greasy. I can't eat it. It will make me fat, and I can't eat it because it hurts my throat... So, I can only come here secretly."    

"Being a celebrity is not easy." Dongfang Qingyu laughed. It was better for ordinary people to eat. Although celebrities were rich, there were many things that they could not eat.    

The parking lots here were also very unique. There were many car spots that were made of thin bamboo. The bamboo was like a fence, so there was no need to worry about people who did not have good driving skills scratching other people's cars.    

They were all luxury cars, half of them were Jing brand, and the other half were from other places. Dongfang Qingyu began to look forward to the bamboo courtyard. The taste of the rich might have some differences, but there was no difference in the mouth. One word, cunning! To be able to make so many luxury car owners drive over, it meant that the taste would not disappoint.    

Chapter 12 – The Taste of Rich People