Chapter 102 The dragon group attacks
Mr. Long is a self-disciplined person. He believes that if every little person wants to stand out, strict self-discipline is the prerequisite, and then he can do big things.
At 9 o'clock in the morning, he stood at the bus stop at the west gate of Shigao on time.
In the Northeast, in December, the temperature in the morning is very low, about minus 20 degrees.
In order to look impressive when going out to do errands, Mr. Long wore his best and most impressive outfits, a Rex Rabbit fur coat, a black vest, a big gold chain with cool tattoos, and black tight-fitting nine-point denim pants. A pair of young men's shoes, exposing the ankles, this is the standard young brother's fashion, but Mr. Long's thighs are short and thick, wearing tight jeans, very tight, very tight.
The book said that fashion itself is a short-lived word, and a rex rabbit can't keep warm as a mink. After standing for 10 minutes, Mr. Long was completely frozen.
The small wind circled around his ankles, got into his fur coat, ravaged his little vest, and finally froze his gold necklace. It was cool and turned into very cold.
Mr. Long believed that integrity was a very important trait when traveling around, so he waited at the agreed upon location.
It was almost eleven o'clock before Long Er and Long San got off the bus.
Long Er was wearing a down jacket. Although it was stained with oil, it was very warm.
Long San is wearing a security coat and has extremely strong cold resistance.
After getting off the bus, the first thing they saw was Mr. Long, who was almost frozen into a popsicle. The two of them started to complain at an inappropriate time,
"Brother, there's a traffic jam. It's really frustrating. I'm freezing."
"Yeah, brother, it's really weird today. We're stuck in a traffic jam. Why don't you find a warm place to wait?"
In such a small and broken city, are you telling me about traffic jams?
It takes less than an hour for the bus to go around once. Are you talking about a traffic jam?
You are two hours late and you can go to the provincial capital. Are you saying there is a traffic jam?
Mr. Long stopped a taxi with trembling hands and quickly got in. Long Er and Long San followed suit.
He told the driver to go to the Home Inn in Trade City, then rubbed his hands and stopped talking.
Long Er doesn't understand, he has a straight temper,
"Brother Long, aren't you working? Why are you going to the hotel?"
"Yes, Brother Long, am I still on duty at night? I will take over at twelve o'clock, finish the work early, and I will go back."
Long San didn't understand either. He finally came to get off work and came here just for a thousand yuan.
The distance was very close. When the taxi arrived, Mr. Long paid for the taxi, opened a three-person room, and went upstairs.
Home Inn is a small hotel converted from a private house. The rooms are very small and the price is very cheap.
After entering the room, Mr. Long put on the quilt. It took him a long time to regain his composure. His mouth was so cold that he felt uncomfortable.
"You, you, you two are playing so hard with me. Do you know how cold it is outside? My hands are numb, and you are still doing hairy work?"
Long Er diligently boiled a pot of water for his eldest brother, and Long San received a basin of hot water from the bathroom for his eldest brother to soak his feet.
After drinking hot water and soaking his feet, Mr. Long slowly returned to normal and began to introduce the task.
"There is an Anxin Bento store in Shigao Ximen. Some people don't like this store. Our mission is to prevent them from opening it."
Long Er and Long San felt relieved when they heard that it was not a shooting or killing, and there was no need to break the law.
No one dares to break the law these days. There are special police on duty at every intersection. Small fights have been gone for a long time.
To deal with a small restaurant, it’s not easy to catch them with ease, there are many bad tricks, Long Er said nonchalantly,
"Brother, go directly to the Bawang meal and then smash the store."
Long San is a security guard and has received certain training. He thinks this is a bit too rough.
"Second brother, that's not okay. It's unreasonable. Let's go to dinner. Then, if he says his food is stale and his stomach hurts, report him. The three of us are considered group poisoning and we will punish him."
Young Master Long listened to the two people's ideas, and he was more inclined to Long San's idea, but Young Master Long had his own rules of conduct,
"No, the third child's method is too high-profile. We need to keep a low profile, and we won't show our faces when we say it. We must be reasonable and give him a hard time if it is ethical. This is a beautiful thing."
Long Er and Long San looked at the eldest brother together, hoping that the eldest brother would be moral and show his face again, but after waiting for a long time, Mr. Long didn't say anything. Finally, Long Er spoke first,
"Brother, I got up late and didn't have breakfast. I'm a little hungry."
Long San nodded and kept rubbing his stomach to show that he was hungry too.
When leaders face difficulties, they must rise to the occasion and set a good example for their subordinates.
Mr. Long took out a hundred yuan red ticket from his jeans with great difficulty and handed it to Long Er,
"Buy some wine, meat and staple food, take it back and eat it, save some money."
Long Er took the money, pulled Long San out, and was very happy.
When Cai Gen returned to the store, he called Xiao Sun,
"There's a car repairman across the street, you know? It's a little girl repairing cars."
Xiao Sun was lying down reading a book. He didn't get up and answered directly,
"Third uncle, what's wrong? I know it. It must have been opened the day before yesterday. It looks familiar. I can't remember where I've seen it before."
look familiar? Seen it? Monster? immortal? Buddha? Evil spirit? Xiao Sun looks familiar, are there any normal things?
Cai Gen didn't dare to inquire anymore and complained,
"You know there is a car repairman, why didn't you tell me? You made me look around outside the community."
Xiao Sun sat up, feeling aggrieved,
"Third uncle, you have wronged me. You didn't tell me when you went to repair the car."
I really didn’t say anything, thinking that Xiao Sun was not familiar with the place. Hey, I saw Xiao Sun holding a very thick book and asked curiously,
"If you don't read The Legend of Wukong, what are you watching? Cihai?"
Xiao Sun turned the book to the cover and read it out,
"Adhere to ten steps every day and get a quick guide to getting rich in 21 days."
Haha, if the person who wrote the book really knew, would he write it and tell you? Cai Gen despised this chicken soup article. It was all poisonous chicken soup. Said amusingly,
"Have you learned it? When will you start crashing it?"
Xiao Sun scratched his bald head, threw the book on the table, and said helplessly,
"It seems that after all, you need to have a good father, and everything else is nonsense."
The bell rang, the door opened, and the guests came.
Cai Gen was surprised. This was lunch time. Why did anyone come to eat?
As soon as he saw the person, Zhen Shuiyin sat down at the dining table and said familiarly,
"Brother Cai, give me three of the cheapest meals. I haven't eaten in the morning and I'm a little hungry."
The cheapest? Taiwan braised pork, 15 yuan a portion, Zhen Shuiyin received 45 yuan, and the 50 green ticket returned to Cai Gen's hand.
Xiao Sun went to cook, and Cai Gen chatted with Zhen Shui Yin.
"Xiao Shui, how much does it cost to pay for a calligraphy class? Do you have any students? Have you done any promotion?"
Although Zhen Shuiyin looks a bit fierce, she always smiles when facing Cai Gen, especially showing her pair of little tiger teeth, which is indescribably cute and playful,
"Brother Cai, I exchanged 220,000 yuan. She originally gave away 150,000 yuan for one year's rent. I thought she was really pitiful for her orphaned and widowed mother, so I gave all the money to her. As long as I am good at my craftsmanship, it won't be difficult to recruit people, right?" ”
Orphans and widows? No, the calligraphy class was held by a man before? Have you been deceived by a second-hand dealer? A garage-renovated outlet has a rent of up to 50,000 yuan a year. How dare you ask for a redemption fee of 100,000 yuan for a few broken tables? This market is not right.
Looking at the straight-eyed Zhen Shuiyin, Cai Gen couldn't bear to destroy her beautiful yearning for the world, so he resisted exposing her.
(End of chapter)