Zhou Yuan would not be without a place to play, and if things didn't work out, he would still have Dong Boben, a former gangster, with whom he could hang out.
In the past, Dong Boben exuded his gangster temperament just by his wet eyes. He always had a rounded head. He was probably imitating Teacher Chen. He also liked an evil look when he smiled, because his facial features were fairer and gentler. His appearance is still very good, but his temperament is very real, and no one will think that he is serious. [bsp; Now that he has some business, he has also begun to pay attention to his appearance. The earrings, rings and bracelets are becoming less and less popular. Occasionally, you can still see him in suits and ties, arguing with people, but there are fewer playful smiles. It can be said that people will change as their income and status change. However, a dog can't change its habit of eating shit. It would be a big mistake to think that he has really changed his appearance. It is only after nine o'clock and he has just had dinner.
It is inevitable that you will say the previous sentence: "The business tonight is miserable. You see I have eaten now."
The location was a food stall, in a village in the city. Zhou Yuan knew that Dong Boben¡¯s house was nearby, and it wasn¡¯t his first time here. The upper body is a black suit with a blue and white striped shirt, and the lower half of the trousers are rolled up and unrolled. The pair of shiny leather shoes and socks are very annoying, and the hair on the feet is exposed to breathe. "How's the business going?" Zhou Yuan sat down and smiled.
Dong Boben picked up the beer and filled it for him, and said nonchalantly: "It's just so-so. Business is not easy to do. I might as well live happily before. I can't stand it after only working for a few days."
"Take your time, you have a bright future." Zhou Yuan picked up the cup and had sex with him. Dong Boben turned around and shouted: "Old Ding! Did you forget my fried noodles?"
¡°It¡¯s just fine.¡± The smoky and sweaty food stall owner consoled him.
"Have you eaten yet?" Dong Boben asked Zhou Yuan.
"After eating, let's go out and hang out. What's the show tonight?" Zhou Yuan said with a smile.
"Tonight the yellow dog is talking about playing mahjong It's that yellow dog, at the east gate. I have a factory and one of his nephews is looking after it. He is very easy to talk to." Dong Boben said, picking up a braised chicken wing. He picked it up, drank a drink with Zhou Yuan, sighed contentedly, smiled happily, wiped his greasy hands with a tissue and stretched out into his arms.
Zhou Yuan then said: "Slap me."
Dong Boben smiled and said: "I have good cigarettes."
It is indeed a good thing, and the packaging is something you can¡¯t usually see. Dong Bo said as if he was offering a treasure: ¡°I drank some wine in the past two days. I went to the next room to toast a few drinks. I brought this pack of good cigarettes back. Brother Zhou, smoke it, and the taste will be different.¡± .¡±
Zhou Yuan nodded and squinted in the smoky sky. The stars in the city sky were dim. In the high-rise buildings, the night was only irregular patches. He retracted his eyes. The neon lights illuminated the whole world as if it were daytime. People There is so much noise that there is no difference between day and night. "Brother Zhou, I never lie to you. Although I am partnering with others, I only occupy a small position and work very hard. I have been careful and have seen through all the procedures of this business. That's it, we have to go out and do it ourselves, no problem." Dong Boben said, patting Zhou Yuan on the shoulder, "I can run the business, take orders, find connections and communicate, Lao Li is the driver, and now I have Two apprentices, we are all safe and sound, no problem. Brother Zhou, if you come and take charge of the central army, we will turn our backs on those who have some money and turn their backs on others. If you have money, you can earn it yourself. The more tired you are, the more you can get. many!"
¡°I¡¯m not interested in doing business, I can¡¯t do it.¡± Zhou Yuan still refused, very directly.
"Oh, what's wrong with doing business and sitting there waiting to get money? In our electrical appliance city, the boss gets the money, and then some oil and water leaks from between his fingers, and a bunch of managers and supervisors will be very happy. You If you help the boss earn a hundred yuan, he will give you one yuan at most, right? That's the truth," Dong Boben stretched out his hand to grasp the gesture, very impassioned, "You come here to be the boss, let's take that One hundred dollars.¡±
"I said a long time ago that you were good at doing business. I was right." Zhou Yuan changed the subject.
"That's natural." Dong Boben also drank some wine and was in a good mood, "If nothing else, the company will close down the next day without me!"
The two were chatting and laughing, and after eating, they hailed a taxi nearby. Dong Boben didn't touch up his makeup like women do. He put down his rolled up trousers and straightened his collar. When he got off the car, he didn't show much fuss, but the smell of alcohol and cigarettes came out undisguised. When we walked into the teahouse, the waiter saw an old customer coming and enthusiastically led the way. He walked up and downstairs and made twists and turns until he came to a room facing the patio. There was already mahjong playing inside. "I'm sorry, old man, I'm late. I just had a dinner. I couldn't drive after being drunk for a few drinks. The taxi was driving around again." Dong Boben walked in with a smile, patted this person on the back and hugged this person on the shoulder. , are all familiar with each other.
The old man he called was just nowThe yellow dog, as he was called nonchalantly here, was in his forties or fifties, with a medium build and a mustache, but his eyebrows were thicker, making him look older. The profession talks about qualifications. Those who live to be forty or fifty years old and are not in poverty must have a somewhat transcendent status. They smile at the visitors without saying a word, take back a piece of eighty thousand and put it on the corner of the table. Everyone thought it was a bump, but unexpectedly it was a bargain. . Everyone was sighing and expressed how all the good luck had gone elsewhere. Then he raised his eyes again, looked at Dong Boben and Zhou Yuan. "My brother, Zhou Yuan." Dong Boben introduced, "I'm alone tonight, so I don't dare to come!"
"Are you afraid that I will eat you?" Old Man Huang said.
"I lost and walked out with only a pair of underwear. I am so handsome, but I have to be eaten by those hungry and resentful women outside." Dong Boben said with a smile, holding his hands on the back of the chair. Soon after the round was completed, someone said goodbye and left. Dong Boben said with a smile. Bob Ben and Zhou Yuan both had places to sit down.
"Old man, are you not afraid of two of us working together?" Dong Boben said with a smile.
"It's useless to play all three together. Let's do a few rounds first." Old Man Huang waved his hand, and everyone pushed the mahjong down, and the automatic mahjong table immediately played another round without any effort.
Zhou Yuan had no intention of getting involved in this circle, so he behaved inactively and calmly, and others could not see otherwise. Dong Boben said readily that both of them were on him, but in fact he didn¡¯t play much. The stacks of playing cards played a bigger role in adding to the atmosphere. After several rounds of pushing, there was a win or loss for each other, but Dong Boben¡¯s cards were added. Some of them said with a smile: "Who wants to change positions, so as not to say that I am bullying others with my power!"
"Why do you have so much power? I'll make you lose your pants tonight!" Old Man Huang pushed with his big hand and touched himself.
Zhou Yuan saw it and understood that Dong Boben didn't care about winning or losing money. After a few back and forths, the mustachioed old man Huang's eyebrows rose. It was obvious that he felt more about it now than the atmosphere in the circle just now. Dong Boben's business should be getting smoother and smoother.
When I went back at night, I saw from far below that the lights in the living room had already been turned off, so I felt relieved to go home. When I opened the door, I instinctively took a few glances. The dark living room was quiet and peaceful. Naturally, there was no problem, so I walked in with confidence and changed my shoes. I always feel guilty for coming home late. Zhou Yuan is a grown man who is not afraid of the dark and walks in the living room without turning on the light. He comes to the window sill and sees the small green radish reflecting green light in the moonlight. He sprays some water and wipes it. The idiot must be sleeping under his blanket now. No need to scream, his biological clock is consistent with that of humans. He will start yawning at ten o'clock in the evening, and get up at five or six in the morning and run around like ADHD.
Opening the door, Zhou Yuan suddenly felt something in his ears.
Just now in the living room, I smelled some smell, thinking it was left by the little Lolita, but when I walked into my room, I found that the smell was stronger and clearer - with Jiang Qingying's temperament, even if Li Qiaosi wanted to stay the night, she would He would not be arranged to stay in his room, and he would not be able to show Li Qiaosi his room as a tour. So why is it so feminine?
There is a shadow flickering behind the door.
Zhou Yuan saw a woman bowing out from behind the door. Of course, she was not saluting him. Zhou Yuan immediately noticed that she was wearing tight dark clothes and moved silently. After blinking, the woman's Fist coming. Li Junjie! Zhou Yuan bumped the fist away with his elbow and thought quickly. The red-haired woman was taller, her breasts were smaller, and her movements were more aggressive - but she couldn't see the color clearly in the dim light, and she was hunched over so she couldn't see her true figure. , and if you attack someone else's home, you will definitely not be too liberal - who is it?
The woman was knocked away by one punch and then punched another. She took a step forward, and the distance between the two of them changed from one meter to half a meter, almost close to each other. Zhou Yuan immediately understood that she would be a good melee fighter, and he was not afraid. He waved his arms and crackled a few times to block. He took advantage of the situation to retreat and stepped on the ground a few times. The woman had already reached the threshold. Zhou Yuan inhaled and kicked her legs, but saw that this woman was dexterous. The ground jumped up, and the bent hand was still waving out, trying to slap him in the face!
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The burning on her arms made Zhou Yuan clearly realize that her hands were not just gloves, but also had a layer of iron wire, that is, she was wearing iron mesh gloves! Unexpectedly, there would be a master of Wing Chun among the thieves. Zhou Yuan blocked his face with both hands. The force was such that he was hit on the back of his own hands, and one eye was hit and blurred. It had been a long time since he had suffered a loss in a tight fight. When his interest was aroused, Zhou Yuan did not hide his strength. He adjusted his breathing and entered the state.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off¡ He originally wanted to go to the living room, but Jiang Qingying's door was still in his room. In just a moment, he made the decision to move inward. Jiang Qingying was said to be magical by Gu Jia. Could it be that she was in a movie, where an international thief came to do bad things? Zhou Yuan rubbed his nose. He told the little Lolita today that he would save world peace, and now he has realized it. You can't be arrogant.