Can't remember, forget it, as long as the director's little nephew is fine.
After a while, the man made a whole bowl of beef noodles. It was steaming hot. The aroma of the noodles mixed with the aroma of beef and the scent of chopped green onion. When the lights came on, the soup in the bowl was sparkling. , and others who watched it swallowed.
Huang Dan pulled out the chair and sat down, "There are a lot of bags of noodles, you can get them yourself when you are hungry."
He said he took the chopsticks to grab the noodles and eat it.
The big man suddenly snorted, "I remembered!"
Huang Dan almost choked, he swallowed the noodles in his mouth, picked up a thin piece of beef and blew it, listening to the text while eating.
The big man scratched the back of his head, turned his elbows around the man who was cooking the noodles just now, and swept the others along, "The director seems to have asked us to cook for Mr. Chen and supervise him to eat and drink well. Is there such a thing as this? ?"
The others rounded their eyes, blushed and whispered with thick necks.
"When you said that, I remembered."
"I remembered too."
"Cāo, I just said that I forgot something, so this is it!"
"What should I do? I looked horizontally and vertically, and I felt that this kid had lost a lot of weight. His face was sallow and sallow, and he had no eyes. He walked erratically on the bottom plate, and he floated a lot. At first glance, he was sleep deprived, malnourished, and three. Due to the abnormal meal, will the director come back... "
"It's fine to kick me a few times, or to scratch my ears a few times, as long as you don't reason with me, I'm dizzy listening to it."
"Me too, dizzy."
"The dizziness is still mild. I already have a psychological shadow. Really, when the director frowned and pursed his lips, I shivered. In addition, I felt dizzy and my limbs twitched."
"Fuck you, you guys are talking about life and death matters, you are fucking farting."
"Say I'm farting, do you smell bad?"
The brothers are all in a deadly relationship. They only experienced a fight not long ago, and now they are like big roosters. If there is no young man around, they might be able to fight.
After listening to the general Huang Dan was speechless, he participated lazily and continued to deal with a large bowl of beef noodles. People who can cook are amazing, he thought.
Huang Dan walked around the bedroom after eating, and from time to time he aimed at a tree, a bird, a leaf, and a lump of soil mixed with snow in the mountain with a hunting qiāng. He knew what was wrong with him.
Anxiety, worry, boredom, loneliness, and many emotions were woven together to make him what he is now.
Huang Dan went downstairs, he walked all the way to turn on the light, rummaged through the drawer of the coffee table to find the yào tablet for digestion, swallowed it, and turned off the light all the way back to the bedroom.
On the tenth day, Huang Dan got up early. He made the bed, folded the quilt into tofu cubes and threw it in the corner. After washing, he went downstairs to the living room.
The breakfast has been made, and it came according to the requirements of the yellow list. The porridge and side dishes are very ordinary.
Huang Dan drank a bowl of porridge and ate half a plate of shredded potatoes. He wiped his mouth, "Let's all go."
The six people present were all embarrassed, "Mr. Chen, a few brothers are ordered..."
Huang Dan interrupted, "My uncle will be back in a while."
Several people looked in disbelief. It was impossible. They learned from their brother that the director was injured. He had a big hole in his stomach, and it took a month to heal.
It's strange to say that the director didn't care about the younger generation in the family at first, but during this time he took his little nephew by his side and gave them a death order.
It may be that the director feels that he is over thirty-six, and he is not far away from forty, and his life is almost half over. This person is all the same, no matter how big an official is, how high a seat, how much power, and how much power he holds. You will be lonely as you get older.
It's understandable that the director chose a junior he likes to keep by his side.
It's a bit like it's too cold in winter, so just get yourself a thermos to keep warm.
However, the director seems to not only like this little nephew, but treat him more like a son. This is because he wants him to inherit the family business, and he can send him to his death in his later years...
It's not right to think so, even if the director doesn't plan to get married and have children, and wants to find a junior to train well, the eldest nephew is the most suitable, even if he doesn't pick him, there are other candidates, how can it not be a small gangster rolling in the alley.
When it comes to the little gangster, it is even more evil. He has squatted in labor reform, and he can't do shit. If you ask about it, it's all his glory and deeds. Just like the director.
Several people's eyes flowed, and they found that their thoughts were similar, and they were very strange no matter what they thought, and they were biased.