Fu Yanghe was afraid that Ban Jue Gongbu would do other excessive actions, so he didn't dare to move, so he asked him to hold his hand.

He was nervous throughout the whole process, so the movie was not good. However, from the audience's perspective alone, the movie was indeed a bit confusing, and the script was obviously problematic. Fortunately, the colors and lenses were still beautiful, and many places were like scenery blockbusters.

When the movie was finished, as soon as the lights were on, Ban Juegongbu consciously let go of his hand.

But Fu Yanghe's hands were already sweaty. In fact, holding hands in the cinema, both of them were very nervous and excited, and Ban Jue Gongbu was not much better than him. But this tension was exciting, exciting, and made people feel heart-stirring.

Everyone stood up and walked out, and discussed the plot by the way.

"I'll treat lunch," Fu Yanghe said, "but I don't know where there is delicious food here."

"Ask President Ban, he must know."

Banjuegongbu said: "Is there a price requirement?"

Before Fu Yanghe could speak, Xiao Tang said, "No, he earns so much every year, we just want to eat whatever we want, Mr. Ban, don't save him."

Banjue Kampot took them to a restaurant, which is located in the suburbs of Chamdo. It specializes in Tibetan cuisine. Its appearance is a traditional Tibetan pavilion, which is very simple and solemn.

"This is a Tibetan restaurant," said Banjuegongbu. "I think you all come from the mainland and you definitely don't have many Tibetan dishes, so I asked someone to book here. Whether it suits your appetite or not, I'll try it when I come to us."

The eating habits in the restaurant are all Tibetan, with only low tables and no chairs. Everyone sat on the ground, and the waiter came onto the menu. Zhang Yue said, "Come order first if you treat me."

Fu Yanghe was not polite either. He took the menu and looked at it. Sure enough, he was covered with Tibetan dishes.

"Last time I went to the county with the general manager, and the general manager invited me to a dish called Tibetan Xiang pig. It was delicious and very fragrant. The tsampa meat porridge we drank was also good, so I'll order these two."

As he said that, he handed the menu to Zhang Yue. Zhang Yue looked at it and said, "I don't know how to hide the food, please order it."

"Stop being polite, everyone orders at least one." Fu Yanghe said, "I have money!"

Zhang Yue smiled helplessly, then looked at it for a while, and said, "Then I will order blood sausages. I don't know if they are the same as the blood sausages in the mainland."

"Maybe there are not as many seasonings as those in the mainland," said Banjuegongbu. "The blood sausage here contains less ingredients, so add tsampa, wild onion and salt."

Huang Jingchen and his friends ordered the dishes quickly, so they ordered the braised lamb, the fruit buns, the stir-fried beef with sour radish, the stir-fried lamb lungs, the cold yak tripe and the steamed beef tongue.

"It's all meat and vegetables," Fu Yanghe said, "Do you want to add some vegetarian food?"

Banjue Kampot ordered curry broccoli. As soon as he ordered the phone and rang, he went out to answer the phone.

As soon as he left, Zhang Yue said: "The food here is not as rich as the mainland. Besides meat, it is tsampa. It is not easy to eat vegetables."

"I know that Tibetan vegetables are roughly divided into two categories: red food and white food. Red refers to meat and white food. They eat more red food in winter and more white food in summer." Zhao Xiaojun said.

"Eat food for nothing..." Zhang Yue smiled, then looked at Fu Yanghe, "I saw it. If you stay here, just wait to eat food for nothing."

"What is this fruit-study bun?" Fu Yanghe asked.

This dish was ordered by Sun Lei. He was about to say something, but Zhang Yue stopped him and said, "Don't say it for now, let me guess." He thought for a while and asked, "Is it a meat dish?"

Sun Lei nodded: "I also read the pictures, and it looks like half meat and half vegetable."

"If you add vegetarian food, you will definitely be either radish or potatoes." Zhang Yue said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Banjuegongbu called in. With him, Zhang Yue restrained himself a little and did not continue talking. Banjuegongbu was a local, and it was not appropriate to complain in front of him that hiding vegetables were not suitable.

Due to the geographical environment in the Tibetan area, there are few types of vegetables, and the meat is mainly beef and mutton. However, for mainlanders, in addition to tasting fresh food, the biggest selling point is pollution-free. For example, the Tibetan restaurant they came to is taken from the local area. The cattle are plateau cattle, pigs are wild pigs, and sheep are sheep that grow up eating grass on the grassland. The soup used for cooking is also a broth made from beef bone marrow. There is no feed or hormones, and the dishes are not exquisite, but it just reflects the pure natural original flavor.

As dancers, they are very restrained in eating meat, especially Xiao Yang. He didn't like to eat mutton, and he didn't touch a single chopstick for beef tongue and blood sausage. Fu Yanghe ordered a hidden noodles for him alone, but the noodles were served with a lot of color, fragrance and taste, so he ordered another one.

Xiao Yang asked: "You will definitely have a stomachache when you eat so much."

Fu Yanghe had a stomachache and affair with meat, but he was easily unable to digest it after eating it. He heard Xiao Yang say this, and he was hesitant to continue eating it. But after just ordering a portion of noodles, it was a pity that the rest was left. He was hesitating, when Ban Juegongbu said, "Do you want to eat it for me."

Fu Yanghe was very surprised at Banjue Gongbu's appetite.

In fact, when he was eating, he noticed that Banjue Gongbu was very good at eating. He ordered so many meat dishes today, but he still ate more than anyone else. Fu Yanghe brought him the noodles. When Banjue Gongbu reached out to take them, he saw Banjue Gongbu's thick arms and thought no wonder this man was so strong and could eat meat. He heard that people who could eat meat had a strong demand, and he didn't know if it was true. But Banjue Gongbu, as a rich second-generation who had enough money to spend, was willing to eat the remaining bowl of noodles he had eaten. It was really inexplicable.

Seeing that he was almost finished, Fu Yanghe went to the bathroom and went to check the bill. As a result, the other party smiled and said, "Sir, your account has been settled."

The other party looked surprised when he saw him and explained: "It was the class summary."

Fu Yanghe went in and asked, "Mr. Ban, why did you settle the account without hiding it?"

Banjuegongbu smiled and said, "I often bring customers here for dinner. I am used to paying the accounts when the customer is not paying attention. So I just went out to call and I just hooked them up. I didn't mean to grab the order with you."

It is the wisest thing to take the customer to dinner and settle the bill quietly in advance. Otherwise, when everyone comes out, they will inevitably rush to pay the bill. However, the other party just politely, and it is necessary to check the bill. Instead, they have to check the bill. Instead, they are embarrassed by each other. Fu Yanghe has worked for so many years and probably understands these things, so he said, "If you say I want it, I will ask you, and I will transfer it to you when I go back."

Banjuegongbu was not polite and said, "Whatever you want."

Everyone talked for a while and got up and walked out of the restaurant. The sun was very poisonous outside, and the city seemed to be much hotter. Fu Yanghe took off his coat and asked, "Where do you want to go next?"

"I think what everyone wants to do may be different, so don't keep taking action together," said Zhang Yue. "If you want to do whatever you want, then let's set a time and place for the gathering."

Fu Yanghe nodded and said, "Okay, then you can do whatever you want."

"That happens. Jiangcuo, the photographer who came to Gu Village to take photos last time, said that he wanted to see you, so I'll take you there." Banjuegongbu said.

"See me?" Fu Yanghe was a little stunned, "What are you doing when you see me?"

"It's probably a promotional photo. I didn't ask. It's not far anyway. I'll drive you there and it will be there in more than ten minutes."

"Okay." Fu Yanghe said as he looked at Zhang Yue, and Zhang Yue said, "It's a coincidence. I originally planned to take you to meet a friend in Chamdo. Then you should go with your class, work is important."

Huang Jingchen and the others were going shopping to buy clothes. Fu Yanghe said: "Then we will gather in the square in front of the cinema at five o'clock. You can watch it and keep in touch with each other by phone at any time. Be sure to pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry about us," said Xiao Tang, "Be careful not to be abducted by the squad."

Everyone laughed, and Fu Yanghe got into Banjue Gongbu's car and said, "If you don't mention it, I have forgotten the name of this photographer."

Banjuegongbu smiled and waved to Zhang Yue through the window. The car drove to the road before he said, "The photographer didn't look for you. I just lied."

Fu Yanghe immediately turned his head and looked at him: "...You won't really want to kidnap me, are you?"

"Take you to a place."

"where?"

"My home." Banjuegongbu emphasized, "My own home."

Banjuegongbu actually doesn't live much in Bangong Manor now. Because of the business, most of them have lived in Changdu City in the past two years. He bought the house himself, and he chose the location he liked, and the decoration design was mostly done by him. Since he brought Fu Yanghe to Changdu City, he felt that he should bring him to his home to see. In fact, he himself didn't know what to bring Fu Yanghe to see. No matter how good the house is, it is just a house, and there is nothing to be seen for Fu Yanghe. But he had an idea in his mind that he wanted to bring him to his home to sit, even if he left with a glance, it seemed meaningful.

But Fu Yanghe thought that Banjue Gongbu must have not been on a whim. I'm afraid he had this idea long ago, and he wanted to take him to his house to sit. It's nothing to sit, but it feels a bit dangerous for the lonely man and the widow to live in the same room.

In fact, he had gradually realized the danger of Banjuegongbu.

He didn't believe that Banjue Gongbu just simply wanted to take him to his house to see it, because this idea was really abrupt and inexplicable. He took him to his house from afar and deliberately left the others aside, obviously trying to do something. He opened the car window a little, and his heart beat hard. It was different from living in the same room when he was in the factory, and even sleeping in the same bed in the hotel at the foot of the Race Mountain. What he was going to was a completely unfamiliar territory of Banjue Gongbu, which was a place where only two of them were truly the only ones. Both of them were adult men and adult men in ambiguous relationship. In this place completely controlled by Banjue Gongbu, everything could happen. Banjue Gongbu took him over and had a clear purpose. He did not expect Banjue Gongbu to have such a strong sense of aggression in his bones.

He turned his head and said, "By the way, I haven't given you the money yet. I'll transfer the money to you on WeChat. Have you opened an account on WeChat?"

"Not opened." Banjuegongbu said, "I went to WeChat just to facilitate your daily contact, and there was no other one."

Fu Yanghe leaned slightly, put his arms on the car window, touched his chin with his fingers, and said quietly: "It seems that he was just for the sake of my WeChat."

Ban Juegongbu smiled and said for a while: "I'm afraid you think I'm old-fashioned and can't even use WeChat. I'll see you and them contact each other on WeChat. I added you to WeChat, but there's no one else."

Did he only add him?
Chapter completed!