Chapter 160 I am responsible for post-processing


Chapter 160 I am responsible for the post-processing

East Street, Ma Kee Mutton Shop.

Cheng Biao was sitting in the box, his expression so gloomy that he could drop water.

His heart was undoubtedly broken at this time.

As a cultured gangster, before he was imprisoned, he had already thought of a way out and secretly exchanged all his funds for Bitcoin.

I didn’t think much about it at the time, it was just that the cunning rabbit made three holes, leaving an extra way for me to escape.

Unexpectedly, the price of Bitcoin soared like a rocket in 2017. The original tens of millions of funds suddenly skyrocketed to more than 300 million, which can be said to be unintentional.

This made him ecstatic and ready to do something big after he was released from prison!

But as soon as I came out, I found that everything had changed.

The brothers have betrayed, and the companies under their names are already heavily in debt. The most important thing...the money is gone!

It can be said that he has nothing now, everything is like the moon in the mirror, and in the end it is all in vain...

"Brother Biao!" A familiar voice from the door interrupted his thoughts.

Looking up, I saw a young man with slightly dark skin and short hair coming in from outside with an excited face. As soon as he came up, he gave Cheng Biao a bear hug!

"Brother Biao! You are finally out!"

This young man is in his twenties, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is tall, with a height of 1.87 meters. , Cheng Biao, who was equally tall, still seemed a head shorter when he hugged him.

The weather in April was slightly chilly, but this young man was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, and the muscles on his body held up the clear edges of the clothes.

There are many bruises on his face, as if he had just had a fight with someone.

"Axing!" Cheng Biao finally showed a smile when he saw the young man. "How about it, you didn't suffer any trouble in the bureau, did you?"

"No, it's just that the food is a bit bad, hehe!" A Xing looked nonchalant.

"Didn't I tell you not to cause trouble? I thought you would take care of me, but today you actually did the opposite." Cheng Biao shook his head.

"Brother Biao! You really can't blame me. Those guys bumped into me, Ah Xing, on the head. The key is that I was riding a small electric donkey at the time!

How dare you make the first move? He still dares to yell at me and throw it in his face!

I have been messing around for so many years, I’ve never seen someone so arrogant!

And I didn’t do anything, so I punched him, and the guy just lay on the ground and said he had a broken nose. Do you think that’s irritating?
< br>If I encounter these bullies again, I will definitely..."

Asing was talking with an annoyed look on his face, then he noticed something was wrong with Cheng Biao's face and immediately lowered his head obediently.

"Uh...Brother Biao, I was wrong."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I...I shouldn't hit people, before you go in I have been taught that this is a legal society, and we should use legal weapons to protect our own rights..."

"Bullshit! Can't you see that this is a situation?" Cheng Biao hated Tie? Not a steel pipe.

"Ah? Game? What game?" Ah Xing looked confused.

Cheng Biao couldn't help but cover his face.

It’s okay if I didn’t notice it beforehand, but I still realized it later.

If nothing else, with your size and muscles, who would dare to touch you if you hit me there?

This guy is still like that, everything is good, but his brain is not working well...

"Um...Brother Biao, isn't there nothing wrong with me? Brother Dazhi has an acquaintance in the bureau, and he was released by me within two days."

Brother Dazhi? Then you still have to thank others for co-writing?

Cheng Biao was really unable to complain.

“Didn’t I give you the company’s BMW to drive? What the hell is riding a small electric donkey?”

“Oh, Brother Dazhi said that the company’s business has been difficult recently, and he has to take care of the boss. You were in charge of the prison, and many of the brothers were barely able to pay their wages, so the car was sold as a contingency and used as a pension for an injured brother.

You don’t know that there were older brothers and younger brothers, and they immediately knelt down in front of Brother Dazhi.

Brother Biao, Brother Dazhi really has nothing to say to the brothers, just one word... about loyalty! "A Xing held out a thumb.

"I..." Cheng Biao almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Can't you tell that this person is showing generosity to others? , taking the opportunity to win people's hearts?

"Why didn't you tell me these things earlier..." he said quietly

"Brother Dazhi said that difficulties are temporary. We can't let you, Brother Biao, worry about the brothers outside, so every time I go to see you, I report good news but not bad news." Axing scratched his head.

A good person reports good news but not bad news!

Cheng Biao felt depressed.

At that time, I was only thinking about being civil and military. I thought that Hu Dazhi and Ah Xing, one of whom was quick-witted and the other loyal, could check and balance each other, assist each other, and take good care of their brothers and the company.

Unfortunately...I was wrong...

I thought I was using Zhuge Liang and Zhao Yun, but I didn’t expect it to be Sima Yi and Xu Chu...

What a fool!

"Then what's the matter with the injury on your face? One or two gangsters beat you up like this?"

"Oh! That's not the case, my injury is from a beating It was done by underground black boxers. Last week, a Muay Thai master came and it took some effort to beat him down." Axing grinned.

"Black boxing? Why are you doing this again? Didn't I tell you not to touch?" Cheng Biao's eyes widened.

Axing shrank his neck.

"Brother Dazhi said that it would take a lot of money to fish you out. I am thinking that I can make money quickly by boxing."

"You..."

Cheng Biao Zhang He opened his mouth, but finally let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder heavily.

"Boxing is too harmful to the body, and it's causing old problems. Don't do it again, do you hear me?"

"Oh! I know."

"Forget it, stop talking, brother! Come, sit down, let's eat and talk, Lao Ma!"

"Brother Biao! What? Order." The chubby shop owner came in.

“Let’s serve.”

“Okay!”

Soon, the shop owner brought a steaming boiler to the table. The milky white soup was rolling and emitting bursts of tempting fragrance.

"Sniff, sniff! Brother Biao, what is it that smells so good?" Axing sniffed and swallowed.

Cheng Biao sneered at the corner of his mouth.

“Dog Meat Hotpot.”

……

"Xiao Meng, please order some hot pot, you're welcome!"

"Auntie, I can do it myself."

At the same time, Meng Lang was also eating hot pot happily.

"Xiao Meng, this sweet-scented osmanthus fish is your aunt's specialty, eat more of it."

"Uncle, you are so polite, eh! It's delicious! Auntie's cooking is amazing! ”

"Haha! The sauce is well mixed!"

"Haha! This kid has a sweet mouth!"

Duan's father is in his fifties, wearing a pair of glasses, and he looks like He is an intellectual, but he has just had surgery and his face is still a little pale, but he seems to be in good spirits.

Looking at Meng Lang patting Rainbow fart while eating, Father Duan showed a gentle smile and picked up the tea cup.

"Xiao Meng, I can't drink yet, so today I will drink tea instead of wine to thank you. Thank you for everything you have done. You are a timely help to our family."

"Hey! Uncle, please don't thank me anymore. I could hear the cocoon when I walked in. Let's say yes. I can't bear to say thank you again."

"Okay, okay! Haha! Then don't say it. Come on, come on, eat more."

Mother Duan looked at Meng Lang, the more she liked it, the more she looked at her. Then she looked at her daughter who was peeling shrimps next to her, and nudged her with her elbow.

"Don't just eat, peel a shrimp for Xiao Meng."

Duan Xiaoyi looked up at his mother helplessly, but still obeyed and peeled a shrimp for Meng Lang.

"Brother Meng, eat shrimp."

"Uh...thank you." Meng Lang suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Duan’s mother is determined to match her, and it seems that Duan’s father is also happy to see it happen.

Duan Xiaoyi did not dress as neutrally as last time today, wearing simple home clothes.

I didn’t notice that my clothes were loose last time, but today Meng Lang discovered that Duan Xiaoyi’s figure is really incredible. With her 95% good looks, she can be called a otaku goddess, and she is still very lethal to ordinary people. of.

But he had no intention of causing another disaster for himself.

Looking at Duan Xian, he gave Meng Lang a helpless look.

We are usually good brothers, but we are unreliable at critical moments...

It seems that we have to find a way to get out of the situation by ourselves, otherwise I am afraid that a dinner like today will happen again.

"Xiao Meng, have you been busy with work recently? Those who do live broadcasts must be like our Xiaoyi. They usually sit in front of the computer for a whole day. This is not good for the body for a long time.< br>


If you have time, go out for a walk, eat, and watch movies. You young people will definitely have a lot of things in common. "Mother Duan said with a smile.

The meaning of these words is basically very clear. In a simple summary... We have no objection to your affairs!

Meng Lang wiped his sweat in his heart.

“Ahem! Auntie, to be honest, I have been really busy recently. "

He scratched his head with an embarrassed look, "In addition to work, I also like a girl... Haha. ”

"Ah? Do you have a sweetheart?" Duan's mother was stunned for a moment, her eyes a little disappointed, but she still asked without giving up.

“Is the relationship confirmed?”

Meng Lang sweated.

"Uh... I haven't decided yet, but I'm working hard to pursue it. I think it won't be a big problem."

As he said that, he gave Duan Xian a wink.

"Oh, right! This guy told me last time that the girl he likes has good conditions in all aspects." Duan Xian also helped.

"Mom, this is a private matter, why do you ask so clearly?" Duan Xiaoyi said dissatisfied.

Although she had no thoughts about Meng Lang, she was a little embarrassed to be rejected in such a disguised manner in public.

"Ahem! Xiao Meng, what kind of live broadcast do you do? I usually surf the Internet, where are you live broadcasting, let's go and support you."

Duan's father saw it The atmosphere was a little awkward, so I quickly changed the topic.

Seeing this, Duan's mother had no choice but to give up, showing a slightly disappointed smile.

“Yes, Xiao Meng, I usually like to brush acne marks, why didn’t I see you?”

Seeing that this matter was finally over, Meng Lang smiled and said .

"Oh, I'm in our company, and I don't do live broadcasts directly on camera."

"Not on camera? What do you do?" Duan's father asked curiously.

"Well... let's explain it this way, they are in front of the stage, and I am behind the scenes.

They are responsible for the interpretation, and I am responsible for the post-processing..."

I don't want to make too many excuses, just these two The day is too busy and there is nothing I can do about it on May Day. After all, I have a family to take care of. I will try to update more in the next few days.

Try to make up for the two missing chapters as soon as possible! Hold your fist! ​

(End of this chapter)

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