towards! Am I not a hooligan in the eyes of this woman? When did it become abnormal again? I... My Zhang Er's "Mao" doesn't look bad. Although I can't say that I am a talented person, it is also unparalleled in the world. How can I give this woman the impression of this virtue
Zhang Er's "Mao" was a little angry and disappointed. He ignored Song Zhiyuan and Song Siyi on the side, instead turning around and carefully counting the young people who fell on the ground. One, two, three... No, you have to start counting over there. This one is one thousand. You can't be careless or careless. One, two, three, four... Twelve, thirteen, fourteen...
Looking at what Zhang Er's "Mao" was counting, everyone looked puzzled and "confused". Only Wang Youcai seemed to understand something. He rushed forward and yelled viciously at Zhang Er's "Mao". I got up: "Second "Mao", what are you doing? What are you counting?"
"I'm counting the money." Zhang Er didn't turn his head back, still counting the young people on the ground.
"You..." Hearing what Zhang Er's "Mao" said, Wang Youcai was almost angered to the extreme. He pulled Zhang Er's "Mao" forward and dragged the guy to Song Zhiyuan's front.
"Hehe..." Zhang Er said with a silly smile on his face, after hesitating for a while, "Song Shao, what do you say on the phone still count?"
"Of course it counts!" Song Zhiyuan also seemed to understand what Zhang Er's "Mao" meant, and reached out and patted Zhang Er's "Mao" on the shoulder. "Let's go in and talk later." After Song Zhiyuan said, he greeted Huang Zhibing and Peng Dayu on the side: "Take care of it, take the seriously injured to the hospital, let them go away without serious problems, don't lie down on the ground!"
Severely injured to the hospital? Hearing this, Zhang Er's "Mao" was a little anxious. If you hurt someone, you have to send it to the hospital. Who hurt, yourself, then the medical expenses... Oh my god, won’t I let Lao Tzu out? It's over, it's over. Just now, I was only concerned about making money and didn't show mercy. Most of the people who fell on the ground were seriously injured. How much would it cost? I am towards!
"Brother Mao, go, let's go in and sit down and talk slowly." Song Zhiyuan stretched out his hand again and patted Zhang Er Mao on the shoulder. Zhang Er's "Mao" looked miserable, but after hesitating, he followed Song Zhiyuan into the door of Blue Moon.
The room was not small, but only three people sat, Song Zhiyuan and Zhang Er's "Mao", plus a Wang Youcai, and even Song Siyi didn't let them in.
There are not many people, but there are a lot of things on the table, all kinds of fruits, all kinds of snacks, even duck heads, and of course there are also many wine bottles.
"Second Brother Mao, I will offer you a glass first." After Wang Youcai filled the wine, Song Zhiyuan hurriedly raised the glass.
"Oh." Zhang Er's "Mao" still looked miserable, but he still picked up the wine glass and brought it to his mouth. The bitter, astringent, and the most important thing is that there is still a smell of "urine". In a word-as bad as it is to drink.
"How about it, did you count it clear just now?" Song Zhiyuan put down the wine glass and asked with a smile on his face.
"The count is clear, seventeen." Zhang Er's "Mao" still looked miserable. I thought to myself: here, here, I started to settle accounts with Lao Tzu. The current hospital knows that people are cheating, and it would cost two or three thousand to get in. How much money will these seventeen people cost? In the beginning, it was too small, and the gang of boys were stubborn and scattered, but now it's better... Fortunately, I didn't chase hard, or else I would fall down a few more and it would be even more wronged. It seems that my mother's words are pretty good, don't chase the poor!
"What's wrong? Not too young?" Song Zhiyuan asked with a puzzled expression on the side of Zhang Er's "Mao" looking downcast.
"No... Oh... How dare you." Hmph, I still want to be sarcastic, isn't it
"Huh?" Song Zhiyuan was even more suspicious when listening to Zhang Er's "Mao" saying that. "Then why do you have a face down? One thousand is seventeen thousand, isn't it?"
"Song Shao, that... that I know caused you trouble, I..." Zhang Er's "Mao" was almost embarrassed to the extreme. "If you don't have the money, it's just the medical "medicine" fee for those guys." Well, that's the only way to do it. More is worse than less.
"Puff..." Song Zhiyuan laughed as soon as Zhang Er's "Mao" said it. It seems that only now did he know why Zhang Er's "Mao" had a face. "Second'Mao' brother, where did you think about it, do your brother's words count, so let me give you a whole number, it's 20,000."
"Really?" Hearing what Song Zhiyuan said about Zhang Er's "Mao" was really exciting, and he looked at Song Zhiyuan with excitement.
"Can there be fakes?"
"No fake, absolutely not fake!" Zhang Er's "Mao" was so excited in his heart, he hesitated for a moment and asked: "Then... when can the money be given to me?"
"Second "Mao" you..." Wang Youcai stood up as soon as Zhang Er's "Mao" said, and looked at the guy in front of him viciously. "I think you are crazy poor."
It's all about you! You're not bad for money, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, but I'm still waiting for money! Besides, I am not asking you for money, you are in a hurry! Zhang Er's "Mao" also gave Wang Youcai a vicious look.
"When do you want it?" Song Zhiyuan ignored Wang Youcai on the side, but still looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a smile on his face. He really wanted to see Zhang Er's "Mao" when he wanted it. I really want to see if this guy in front of me is really "driven" crazy by the money.
"Tomorrow morning!" Zhang Er's "Mao" looked embarrassed, but remembering that he had to go back early in the morning, he hurriedly added another sentence. "If... If it's convenient, it would be better to give it now. Hehe..."
"Oh?" Song Zhiyuan really didn't expect Zhang Er's "Mao" to be so anxious. After hesitating for a while, he asked gently, "Brother "Mao", what's wrong with you, so urgent?" Indeed, In Song Zhiyuan's eyes, Zhang Er's "Mao" is poor, but no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a guy who regards money as his life, and he is not the kind of miser who is greedy for small money. Could this guy really meet him? Difficult, really waiting to spend money in a hurry
"Song Shao, don't ask. Anyway, I am really short of money." Zhang Er's "Mao" face was embarrassed, but he didn't want to tell his mother about his illness. He didn't want to pretend to be pitiful in front of Song Zhiyuan. Win the sympathy of the other party. At any rate, he is still a man. If he is a man, he has to live with integrity!
"Well, good, I'll give you the money later, but well..." Song Zhiyuan looked thoughtful.
"But what?" Zhang Er looked worried.
"Second Brother Mao, since you are short of money, then I have a good job I want to do for you. If you promise, I will give you 50,000 yuan a month..."
"Fifty thousand?" Before Song Zhiyuan finished speaking, Zhang Er's "Mao" called out, with a look of surprise. After a long time, he asked slowly: "Song Shao, you are not teasing me again?" Five Ten thousand yuan a month, is there such a good thing in the world? Those public relations advertisements on telephone poles for men and women only earn 30,000 yuan a month!
"Second'Brother Mao', looking at what you said, don't you believe me?"
"Believe, of course I believe it!" Zhang Er's "Mao" looked excited, feeling that Song Zhiyuan beside him really didn't seem to be joking. Oh my god, 50,000 yuan a month, 600,000 yuan a year, ten years... How can I Zhang Er "Mao" He De! "Song Shao, the errand you are talking about is..." Yes, the salary is high, but what is the job? Isn't it because I want Lao Tzu to pick up guests in the West Chamber of Blue Moon
"Brother Mao." Song Zhiyuan turned around, looking at Zhang Er Mao with a serious face. "You think Chen Ping is sinister enough, right?"
"It's sinister enough, it's definitely not a good thing!" Zhang Er's "Mao" looked affirmative. However, I secretly thought: God, Song Zhiyuan is not trying to deal with Chen Ping, is he trying to send himself to Chen Ping to be an undercover agent, right? Your mother, do you want to play Infernal Affairs
"Yeah." Song Zhiyuan nodded coldly. "Then you say he is worthy of my sister Siyi?"
"Just like him?" Zhang Er's "Mao" face was disdainful. In this guy's eyes, Chen Ping really didn't deserve Song Siyi. Chen Ping is sinister and cunning, just her mother. As for Song Siyi, although she is a bit stubborn and unrestrained, she is beautiful, she is just a beauty, and she is also a daughter of the Song family. No matter how handsome, cool, and skilled like herself, she has to find someone like herself. , His character is correct, he is loyal to the Song family, and he is... a bit too stinky!
"Well, I think so!" Song Zhiyuan nodded with a certain face, and then said: "My father and I don't approve of Siyi and Chen Ping's dating, but Chen Ping always pesters my sister, and also Hook my sister's heart, I'm really careful!"
Understand, listening to Song Zhiyuan said Zhang Er's "Mao" seems to have a little eyebrow. Do you want to let yourself go, want to use the "beautiful male trick" to hook Song Siyi's heart back? If you really have a good relationship like that, you can make money, but you can also hold the beauties and return... It's really a good job!
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(Winter Solstice’s very sorry notice: I just received a call this afternoon. The grandmother of the Winter Solstice passed away. Now I have to hurry back. As a dutiful son, Winter Solstice I just want to go back and see my grandmother for the last time. I hope everyone can understand!)
(Winter Solstice will go back one week, this week can only be published regularly, one chapter a day, and it is still a draft, so there must be a lot of typos, and I hope everyone can understand!)
(Winter Solstice very much hopes that everyone will be there when we come back, and we can still get everyone's support. Here, Winter Solstice will also make a statement with you, and it will definitely break out after returning, and make up for the delay of the past few days!)
(Thank you all, thanks again!)