Fatty Qian is unemployed.
The reason why Fatty Qian lost his job was that he offended his immediate boss, deputy general manager and second generation ancestor, Xu Quan.
The reason was simple. After the dinner, the fat man wanted to take away the food he could still eat, but was bumped into by Manager Xu. I already hated the fat man's greed for money, but this time he was so embarrassed that he threw him out. He didn't say anything and dismissed him when he got back.
Taking the three-month replacement salary, the fat man curled his lips. Isn't it a world-renowned company? Isn't it just a small manager? Isn't it just a salary of less than 10,000 yuan a month? I don't want to work anymore.
It's a pity that those dishes are still edible.
The fat man who didn't work was ready to sit back and eat, but after two days of eating, he couldn't sit still.
"Damn, this is all money. Every penny you eat is worth a penny less. No, I can't go on like this. I have to work hard."
I washed my chubby little hands and grabbed the dumbbells on the side. I had just lifted dozens of dumbbells when the doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw my sister, only to know that today was the weekend.
"Brother, you are lazy again." Qian Xiaoqian threw her handbag away and jumped directly into the fat man's arms, giggling.
Qian Xiaoqian is 1.69 meters tall, has waist-length hair, a graceful figure, tall legs, an oval face, willow eyebrows, a beautiful nose and a pretty mouth, and big watery eyes. She looks like a big beauty, a beauty in school. Suitors can circle their apartment building several times.
On the other hand, look at the fat man. He looks a bit handsome, but he is bloated and covered in fat. Of course, in the words of a fat man, that is called fat. Although he is also 1.8 meters tall, look at the fat. With small eyes, it is difficult to tell that they are brother and sister. So every time they went out on the street and walked arm in arm, they would hear a squeaking sound behind them, followed by sour words such as "The pigs have swallowed up the good cabbage." Qian Xiaoqian would have fun for a long time every time, and this became a pastime for the brother and sister.
"Brother, have you eaten?" Qian Xiaoqian sat down on the fat man's chest, lifted up the quilt and turned over it. She didn't find any smelly socks hidden there before letting go.
"No, I'm waiting for you." The fat man washed up as quickly as possible, then took out his wallet, held his sister's hand and walked downstairs.
"Oh, Xiaoqian, your girlfriend is here to see you again. Tsk, tsk, you are so handsome." Walking to the stairs, the aunt downstairs saw the two people coming down and praised Qian Xiaoqian for her beauty. Ever since Fatty moved in, this aunt never believed that Xiao Qian was Fatty's sister. As time passed, Fatty became too lazy to explain.
"Where are we going to eat?" Standing on the crowded street, the fat man held his sister in his left hand and held his wallet tightly in his right hand, as if someone was going to suddenly jump over and snatch her away.
"Let's go eat Western food." Qian Xiaoqian suggested, and the fat man had no objection to this. Fatty is a good comrade who is never picky about food.
"What do you two want?" When he walked into the restaurant, the waiter came to greet him immediately, but the fat man still saw a hint of contempt in those smiling eyes.
"Damn, dogs look down on people. I'm just a little fatter and a little ugly, but my sister is beautiful, can you control me?"
The fat man sat down on the chair with anger. When the food came, he pounced on it like a hungry tiger and ate it up. Next to him, Qian Xiaoqian was handing out tissues and water, just like a waiter.
"Damn, these days, a fat guy will bring a young lady with him when he goes to a restaurant for dinner. Hey, come here, I'll give you double the amount of money he gives you." Five or six people poured into the restaurant, and a man wearing a The young man wearing glasses and looking elegant pointed at Qian Xiaoqian and said.
"MD, I've been invited to this meal again." The fat man mumbled with his mouth full of food. Qian Xiaoqian just smiled and said nothing. When she saw that the fat man was not eating so hard, she sat down and ate slowly.
"Bitch, my brothers asked you to come over, did you hear me?" Another young man saw that Qian Xiaoqian ignored them and felt that he had lost face. He came over and grabbed Qian Xiaoqian's collar.
"Looking for death." The fat man still kept saying, but the chair under his butt suddenly flew out and hit his stretched out arm. With a scream, the young man lay on the ground holding his right arm in a weird shape and howled in agony. The people next to him suddenly took a breath of air.
"Okay, it's true that he came out with a horse to fool around. He was cruel enough." Seeing his companion being beaten, the leading young man not only didn't get angry, but instead shouted "Hello". The restaurant manager took a few steps forward to persuade him, but he glared back.
"Fuck with me from now on, let's forget about it today, how about that?" The young man pretended to be the boss, waiting for the fat man to cry bitterly until he met the Ming Master.
"Holy shit, you're an idiot." The fat man tilted his head and looked at it for a long time. After swallowing the food in his mouth, he suddenly said this, and the young man's expression immediately changed.
"Okay, I have the guts. Come on, kill him for me. Hey, don't hurt the girl, I want to go back and feel comfortable." The young man pushed up his glasses, pointed his hand, and seemed to be scolding Fang Qiu. Three or four subordinates behind him immediately rushed forward.
"It should have been beaten a long time ago." The fat man curled his lips, waved the chair in his hand, and rushed forward with a roar.
"One, two..." Qian Xiaoqian was still sitting there, eating and muttering something softly.
boom. The young man who met the fat man was as if he had hit a speeding car head-on. He was sent flying, glided five or six meters in the air, and fell heavily to the ground, smashing a dining table. .
The fat man swung the chair in his hand and made two ping, ping sounds. The two of them just lay on the ground with their heads bent, never daring to get up again.
"Go to NMD." The last person was kicked in the chest by the fat man. He flew backwards for more than ten meters and hit the wall. He stayed on it for a few seconds before falling off and lying there motionless.
"You, you..." The leading young man pointed at the fat man, his eyes filled with fear.
"I, what happened to me? Are you going to destroy me?" The chair in the fat man's hand turned into a flower, and he approached the young man and asked with a grin.
"I, my cousin is the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. If you dare to touch me, my cousin can't touch you." The young man, with a stern look and a soft heart, finally showed his support.
"Deputy Director of the Public Security Bureau? Huh, huh." The fat man snorted once or twice, threw away the chair, and before the joy in the young man's eyes had melted away, he punched him hard in the stomach.
"Watch it." The fat man took off his greasy shirt, revealing his white fat body. "You have a green dragon on your left, a white tiger on your right, and a little white mouse on your chest. If you want to take revenge in the future, don't go to the wrong person. Waiter, settle the accounts. Find him for the meal money and damages. Xiao Qian, let's go."
"Brother, his cousin is the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. We..." Qian Xiaoqian said worriedly after walking out of the restaurant.
"It's okay. How old is the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau? He wouldn't bother with such a trivial matter." The fat man said nonchalantly. "Now that you've eaten and drank enough, where else do you want to play?"
Shortly after the fat man left, sirens roared and a police car came quickly. It has to be said that in some aspects, these police are still very efficient.
"What, one person? One person knocked down six of you?" The deputy director, a young man in his mid-twenties, was a little in disbelief.
"Yes. Cousin, you want to avenge me. I want to skin that fat man." The young man was still stooped and could not straighten up, so he could only speak while bending down.
"A fat man? What does he look like?" The deputy director felt moved and asked quickly.
"I can't see what he looks like, but he has tattoos on his body. You will always find him." The young man said bitterly.
"Is there a tattoo? Fatty? Is it a green dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, and a little white mouse on the chest?" the deputy director asked quickly.
"Yes. Hey, cousin, how do you know?" The young man looked at his cousin suspiciously.
"How do I know? You bastard, your parents sent you here to go to school, and you are causing trouble for me. Get back here immediately, and don't mention this matter again today."
"cousin… "
"Get out of here."
After yelling at his cousin, the deputy director lit a cigarette, smoked it, shook his head, and smiled.
"This damn fat man, I haven't seen him in a few years."