Chapter Seventy-Two: Yuan Zhou's Counterattack
"Let's disperse. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Yuan Zhou's voice was helpless, he looked at the band that was still hoarse, and said loudly.
"Boss Yuan finally opened the door. Ling Hong stepped forward to say hello.
"Hmm. Yuan Zhou nodded.
"Alright, let's disperse. Ling Hong clapped his hands, and the band immediately stopped.
In an instant, the whole air fell silent.
Now everyone thinks that quiet is a beautiful adjective.
"Fortunately, the little master got up, but it was impossible to fall asleep in this situation, and the old man was going to be deaf. The old man stood behind and rubbed his ears with emotion.
"Boss Yuan, there is a soup dumpling today. Ling Hong also subconsciously said loudly.
"No, it's too late, it's too late. Seeing that the band stopped, Yuan Zhou turned around and went back to the store directly, quietly breathing a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Yuan Zhou felt that it was almost noisy, but fortunately he couldn't hear it inside.
"Hey, Boss Yuan is doing it now, I'll just wait. Ling Hong shouted loudly.
"You can be quiet, your ears are deaf. "Don't look at the tank's muscles, he looks rough, but he is a beautiful man who likes to be quiet, and now he dislikes Ling Hong's voice is too big.
"Okay, I know that you love purity now, and you haven't just gotten used to it. As soon as the tank reminded Ling Hong like this, he changed it back.
"There wasn't enough time. Yuan Zhou stood back in his old position and said lightly.
"Oh, can you eat clear soup noodles this morning?" Ling Hong easily gave up the soup dumplings.
Of course, the reason is not because he suddenly doesn't want to eat, but Yuan Zhou's current appearance is quite terrible, you must know that Ling Hong's way of getting people up is difficult to accept, but Yuan Zhou's face is light, and he can't see any displeasure at all, it is this calmness that makes Ling Hong not calm.
At least I thought that Yuan Zhou would have a calm face, and if it was serious, he might curse, but now it seems that it has never happened, so that Ling Hong does not dare to continue to ask about the soup dumplings.
"Boss Yuan, what time do you usually get up to make soup dumplings?" Wu Hai suddenly asked.
"Six o'clock. Yuan Zhou answered Wuhai's question simply and quickly.
"Okay, then I'll add beef sauce and clear soup noodles today. Wuhai also began to order.
As for the old man, of course, he also retreated and chose clear soup noodles.
"Okay, wait a minute. Yuan Zhou turned around to prepare the meal.
Here, Wu Hai began to look at Ling Hong, and whispered, "Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes, yes, but it won't be included in the refusal of the correspondents, right?" Ling Hong understood what he meant when Wuhai spoke, but the price still had to be known.
"Don't worry, according to my observation, although Boss Yuan looks cold on his face, he is actually very good at talking, last time there was a guy who brought in egg fried rice from outside to eat, as long as it didn't violate his rules, it would be fine. "Wuhai looks like he listens to me and I understand.
"Well, okay, I'll try again. Ling Hong decisively agreed to Wuhai's proposal.
Of course, the reason also includes his own investigation, Yuan Zhou is indeed in a good temper, and he has not been angry and dissatisfied with this matter at all than now.
Yuan Zhou, who heard everything in his ears, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and the os in his heart: No matter how much money you kid has, there is no way to wake up his father.
That's right, who said that Yuan Zhou is not angry, Yuan Zhou is angry and wants to cut people, but Gao Leng is used to it, and now he is not even too lazy to scold people, a simple method, just eat the consequences.
Here are a few people who think that the three stinkers have beaten Zhuge Liang, and they have made up their minds lively, and even the old man has participated, and he also asked the most practical question, which shows that the charm of pouring soup dumplings can be seen.
"How to solve the problem of disturbing the people. "The old man cuts to the center.
"It's okay, I'll go to each house today and give a hundred yuan, just an hour early, no problem. Ling Hong confidently put down his words.
"Ahun, are you sure?" asked Tank, worried.
"No problem, you see that Boss Yuan is not angry at all. Ling Hong pointed at Yuan Zhou's face covertly, and it did look as usual.
"Okay, you can play whatever you want. The tank shrugged his shoulders and stopped persuading.
"I think Ah Hong has a good idea. Ji Lian said seriously.
"Aren't you because you like this band?" said Octopus, mercilessly.
"Don't say it. Ji Lian admitted it without blushing at all, and asked the octopus not to debunk it.
A few people ignored him for a moment, but fortunately, Yuan Zhou came up with a meal at this time.
In the busy morning, plus noon, Yuan Zhou made up his mind to invite a waiter to come over, even if he did it alone, he still needed to serve it himself, and it was really tiring to have a lot of people.
Yuan Zhou, who was tired for a day, still remembered to feed Zamao Teddy noodle soup, and then rested.
Early in the morning, just six o'clock, the nearby residents basically got up, still watching from a distance, the band is still yesterday's band, and the stereo is still yesterday's plus-size speaker.
"If you die, you have to love, and if you don't drench it, you won't be happy!"
The lead singer is still the hoarse lead singer, as soon as he speaks, the high-pitched singing voice instantly drifts away, and the people who are shocked are trembling, and they are scared to wake up if they are sleepy.
However, Yuan Zhou, who didn't have an alarm clock and slept soundly, still fell asleep very peacefully, and he didn't look like he was woken up at all.
Yuanzhou's sleep is not very good, usually in bed basically belongs to a hundred sheep, but last night I fell asleep quickly, the store reinforced by the system seems quiet and abnormal, very suitable for sleep.
The hoarseness downstairs had no effect on Yuan Zhou at all.
After a song, the windows on the second floor were still tightly closed, and there was no movement.
"Why hasn't Boss Yuan woken up yet?" Ling Hong asked curiously.
"How do I know, maybe I bought earplugs. Octopus said his guess.
"Earbuds? yes, it's very likely, two more songs, and I won't believe it. Ling Hong motioned for the band to continue singing.
The three songs are good, if you sing for too long, you may be chased by the city management all over the street, although it is not developed here, there are still a lot of office buildings, and the quiet environment still needs to be maintained.
After three songs, there was still no movement on the second floor, Ling Hong gave up, and at half past eight in the morning, Yuan Zhou opened the door.
Waiting for the wilting Ling Hong at the door.
"Boss Yuan, your earplugs are really good. He gave a thumbs up, went in for breakfast, and turned to leave.
Yuan Zhou thought that Ling Hong would give up now, after all, the neighbors would not agree to the noise for too long, but he still underestimated Ling Hong.
Ling Hong, who continued to get high, ran out, and found two bands, and this time each family that was close to each other gave 200 yuan, as compensation, it was still very good to get up an hour early to have 200 yuan.
After all, the noisy time is short.
At six o'clock in the morning on the third day, in addition to the band of the previous two days, one more was added this time, double the band, which is also heavy metal rock, although the lead singer's strength is not as strong as the first one, but the voice can sing very high and loud, this is Ling Hong's purpose.
The two bands started their own performances as if they were singing, and you and I made it directly into the concert scene, and the roof was light, and it was almost the rhythm of breaking the glass every minute.
There was still no reaction from the second floor to such a movement.
"Boss Yuan is not asleep, he is dead. Ling Hong yelled angrily.
"Then do you want to slam the door? "Listening to the good guy has a bad idea.
Whether to slam the door, or slam the door, or slam the door, is a difficult question to decide.