After hanging up the phone, I sniffed and raised my eyebrows at Jiang Jun and chuckled.

"What a waste!" a horse boy behind Jiang Jun bared his teeth and spat out burnt yellow sticky phlegm.

I nodded my head and hugged my fists and said, "Well, I'm cowardly, I didn't dare to show my head last time when I was beaten and knelt in the car." ”

Jiang Jun frowned and smiled: "Wang Lang, I want to eat on this street."

"Brother, I'm just an ordinary businessman, I don't understand what you say, and I can't mix it up. I interrupted him impatiently.

Jiang Jun was choked by me, and then waved his hand to the two guys behind him and prepared to leave: "Hehe, you will understand, just don't cry when the time comes." ”

"Gone, come and play often when you have time. I raised my head and shouted at him, "Who, when you leave, remember to take the shit you just spit out with you." ”

"What did you say?" Jiang Jun's chest rose and fell violently.

Among the so-called "Four Little King Kongs" under Mark Sun, he is the one I confessed to beating the most, and he is the least scared.

"I really feel sorry for you when you're so young. I licked the corners of my mouth, pretended to put my hand on my lower back, glanced at the horse boy who had just spit outside the store, and then looked at Jiang Jun and sneered: "Do you believe that the brother who scared you to cry last time is in the bathroom now." ”

The muscles on Jiang Jun's face twitched twice, and I believe he must remember the last time he was scared by Liu Xiangfei and trembled.

Jiang Jun snorted coldly, pushed the door and walked out quickly, his steps looking messy and hurried.

"Awesome Lange. Meng Shengle gave me a thumbs up.

"Drink bar. I smiled bitterly and raised my glass, don't look at what I just acted like I was quite arrogant, in fact, I was bitter in my heart, Jiang Jun came to the door, it is definitely not a good sign, it means that Mark Sun has dealt with the matter of the old pig and set his eyes on us, I am afraid that the future will not be easy.

Wen Ting blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes and asked me, "Wang Lang, what are you going to name our bar?"

Lu Bobo suggested in a low voice: "Call 88 bar, Geely is easy to remember." ”

"It's better to call 86 bar, it's smooth and smooth. Meng Shengle also joined the ranks of naming people.

I remember chatting with Uncle Qi a long time ago, and he told me that the least favorite thing for people in mixed society is the numbers 8 and 6, the former is a stick figure of handcuffs when viewed horizontally, and the latter is homophonic and slippery, and it is definitely not a good sign if you don't do it.

On the contrary, most of the older generation of social people are particularly fond of 1 and 7, 1 represents the stick, simply put, it is the standing stick, and some people say that it is the meaning of the red stick, such as Chen Haonan who did not do Causeway Bay when he carried the handle in "Crazy Boy", which belongs to the red stick, full of domineering, 7 is the meaning of rising, implying a kind of longing.

I blinked twice and said, "Call Pier 1, just tell these bigwigs on Bar Street that we're going to set up a stick on this pier!"

Shi Kaicheng was the first to agree: "This name is good, and it also means a bit of a chain store, and I will arrange someone to make a signboard tomorrow." ”

Seeing Jiang Jingya sitting next to her without saying a word, Meng Shengle hurriedly changed the topic: "The name matter is as Brother Lang said, and the next theme is drinking, and we will be guilty of snubbing our old birthday star." ”

A group of us immediately raised a glass to change the lively scene, halfway through the drink, Lu Popo sneaked away under the excuse of going to the toilet, I know that he is worried about Sister Jing's shop, now the business in the store tends to be stable, Da Tao, Xiao Tao and a few little brothers from their hometown to come over to help, basically can take care of it, but Lu Pobo is careful, basically every day will personally go through the account.

After drinking for more than an hour, when I was about to end, I sent Nie Haoran out and whispered to him: "Mr. Ran, call your troops at half past six tomorrow morning, and we will meet at New World Plaza." ”

Nie Haoran didn't drink less tonight, his eyes were a little straight, he hiccuped, and muttered incompatibly: "Brother Lang, I used to open a breakfast stall, but then it went out of business, do you believe it?"

"Because of what?" I asked with a smile.

"I really can't get up. Nie Haoran patted the back of his head and smiled bitterly.

I rolled my eyes and said, "Then you can taste it yourself, if you have to be forced to do it even to make money, I will simply call some brothers from my hometown tomorrow." ”

"Alright, tomorrow morning, please. Nie Haoran rubbed his cheeks and said, "That's right, I need to say no to my eldest brother about this?"

I laughed and squeaked: "Whatever you want, I didn't plan to give Brother Camel any money anyway." ”

Send Nie Haoran away, there are basically not a few people left in the store, just me, Meng Shengle, Wen Ting and Jiang Jingya, and Shi Kaicheng, who has already drunk and vomited and is sleeping on the table.

Meng Shengle asked me excitedly: "What's the matter? Continue to find a place to have fun for a while or go back to their respective homes?"

"Come on, I've been waking up early lately. I waved my hand at them honestly and said: "Have fun, you really have to pay attention to your body, no matter how addicted you are, you can't do it every day, look at your little face has been a little out of shape for the past two days." ”

Meng Shengle swished and hugged Wen Ting's little waist and smiled evilly: "You know a fart, if the bullet doesn't burst out in your own shooting range, it's called a waste, isn't it, dear?"

", stinky cowshit.." Wen Tingqiao blushed, twisted Meng Shengle's waist, and walked back to the bar shyly.

Since he got along with Wen Ting, Meng Shengle has basically been wasted, and he has been around Wen Ting day and night, and if I want to find him now, I have to contact Wen Ting, otherwise this guy will be invisible all day.

"One piece, you can't sleep when you go back so early. Jiang Jingya invited me in a low voice.

I am not exaggerating to say: "I am sleepless now, and I can snore with a pillow." ”

Jiang Jingya's face flashed a touch of loss, and then nodded her head and said, "That's okay, you should slow down on your own road, and don't drive if you drink." ”

"It's like I have a car. I yawned and turned around and walked towards the street.

When I was standing on the side of the street waiting for a taxi, I saw a drunk young man squatting on the side of the road "wow" vomiting, a girl squatting beside her helplessly, handing water, and helping to pat the young man's back, the concern was unobstructed, and I suddenly remembered that a month ago, once I drank too much, Wang Ying wore a doll costume and handed me water.

I sighed from the bottom of my heart: "That's great. ”

When I was in a trance, Jiang Jingya's voice suddenly came from behind me: "Wang Lang, you haven't left yet?"

I smiled at her and asked, "Wait for the taxi to leave, you didn't go playing?"

Jiang Jingya shrugged my shoulders helplessly and said, "They have changed their minds, they want to go home to sleep, I am like a light bulb next to the pestle is not suitable, so I flashed, if you are okay, can you send me home? By the way, I see that you like to wear white shirts, when I go shopping today..."

As she spoke, a taxi stopped next to us, and I smiled and pulled the door for her and said, "I'm really in trouble, huh... The car is coming, you sit first, I'll wait. ”

Jiang Jingya frowned, and said in a resentful tone: "Wang Lang, in fact, you don't need to be so careful, I and Yang Chen have already spread out yesterday, and the two of us will be good friends in the future." ”

I sat in the taxi as if I was running away, waved my hand at her and smiled, "It's inconvenient for me to intervene in your affairs, if you don't leave in a hurry, I'll go first." ”

"You.. You.. Forget it, good night!" Jiang Jingya's face flushed, and she waved her hand at me without saying anything.

"Ann!" I raised the window pane and motioned for the taxi driver to leave.

After going out, I saw Jiang Jingya still standing at the intersection just now, carrying a plastic bag in her hand, I pinched my nose and muttered to myself: "Soft-heartedness is a disease, you can't pit yourself and hurt others." ”

I understand the meaning of Jiang Jingya's words, but I don't plan to start a new relationship until I can completely forget Wang Ying, and besides, my current situation is not suitable for love.

Back in the community, I routinely went to the carport and reported to Brother Hei.

I didn't say anything all night, and the next day I got up from bed at half past four and jogged around the nearby park with Brother Hei, practicing the "butterfly steps" he taught me, because there was something else to do this morning, and Brother Hei didn't give me too much training intensity.

After practicing until six o'clock, the two of us had breakfast together, and then I set off for the "New Century Plaza".

I thought that at this point, there should be no one in the square, but when I arrived, my eyes were round, and the huge square was full of human heads, almost all of them were old men and old ladies of sixty or seventy years old, and there were at least five or six hundred people at a cursory glance, and there were constantly people joining.

In the center of the square, a horizontal row of tables and chairs was placed, thirty or forty people wearing white coats, who looked like "doctors", were helping the old men and old ladies to measure blood pressure and blood lipids, and a huge billboard stood on the square, writing: Care from Baodao, Ankang Pharmaceutical and Chongshi Elderly Care Organization Large-scale drug donation activities.

When I was straightening my neck to watch, Sun Dazhi's signature Taiwanese accent came from behind me: "Oh, brother, you are here, what about your people?"

Looking back, I saw Sun Dazhi wearing a white coat and a mask on his face and smiling at me: "The propaganda effect is often good, this is only the first day, I believe that after a week, the number of people is at least ten times that of now, by the way, just now a few little hooligans ran over to find trouble, I didn't pay attention to him.."

"It's very professional. I bared my teeth and smiled: "My people will be here later, don't worry." ”

At this time, a silver-gray van "creaked" next to the square, and eight or nine middle-aged people in their thirties jumped out of the taxi, and a young man with a shaved head stalked his neck and asked, "Who is the person in charge? Who allowed you to engage in activities here?"