Volume 6 Gossip Chapter 116 Chatterbox

The cool breeze has letters, the autumn moon is boundless, and my emotions are like living like a year, although I am from time to time Yushu in the wind, chic and dignified, but I have a broad mind...... Strengthened arms.

The night is pleasant, the evening breeze blows away the heat of GZ City, and there are many pedestrians walking in the flower beds and meadows on the side of the road.

The car drove slowly, setting off a stronger wind and waves, and people sat on the flower beds and grass, enjoying a comfortable night. Occasionally, a few mud trucks drift past the curve like a train, and the smoke billowed and the pleasant night suddenly disappears.

Those uncles and aunts who were enjoying the cool kept babbling, constantly spitting out a mouthful of thick phlegm. This thick phlegm is the smoke mixed with saliva and then condensed in the throat.

The cool uncles and aunts smell these smoke and dust exhaust fumes on the roadside, which is to some extent a mobile filter, which plays a vital role in reducing urban pollution and PM2.5 and improving urban smog.

It is often said that a spit is a nail! Here, it is a mouthful of thick phlegm and a nail, and the thick phlegm falls on the grass, and then seeps into the soil, and also acts as fertilizer, moistening the green flowers of the city.

From this point of view, the greening effect on both sides of the city road is remarkable, and the mud carts and the uncles and aunts who take a walk in the cool are very important links and have made a great contribution.

As innocent lying guns, it is those little couples who are hiding in dark corners and in love. The mud trucks flew by, and their state was rarely interrupted.

Originally, they were enthusiastic, and they took the most critical step, and they were about to take the opportunity to upgrade their relationship, when the mud truck flew by, setting off thick smoke, and then the uncle and aunt next to them were like machine guns, and the good atmosphere was suddenly gone.

At this time, the man inevitably had to complain and curse fiercely, bless the mud truck and wait for the traffic police to investigate.

Women's minds are much more complicated, 10,000 women have 10,000 ideas. The shy ones secretly rejoiced in their hearts, and while they were relieved, they had to thank the mud truck for the puff of smoke and dust.

If you are bold and enthusiastic, of course, you have to whisper a few buzzwords such as "damn it", "special", "paralyzed" and so on. is a little more bold and enthusiastic, then it goes without saying that there is no place to stay here, of course, the transfer position continues to heat up.

In short, women's minds are sometimes too complex and elusive, otherwise they wouldn't be able to say that women's hearts are needles.

A mud truck does not need to brake to slow down when crossing the corner, the tires of the car rub against the edge of the road, and the snort sps past, dangerous and dangerous.

"Malegobi!" a newspaper was lifted off, and Mo Dashan stood up sharply, pointing to the mud truck that had flown away and scolding loudly. Mo Dashan's beard was slag at this time, his hair became a cake, and his face had not been washed for many days, and it was greasy.

Looking at his clothes, dirty, with a beard and greasy hair, he is similar to a beggar. In other words, the beggars are much better than him now, because there are many beggars who are fake and are professional beggars, and Mo Dashan is now a professional beggar.

Another car drifted rapidly from the curve, and then stopped sharply in front of Mo Dashan with a bang.

Fang Tianming got out of the car, took a thick bag of things, walked to the bottom of the overpass, and said with a smile: "Young Master Mo, what to do like a mud truck." People are also for three meals a day, so be more understanding. ”

"I understand him, who understands me, I've been sleeping under the flyover for seven days, I was sleeping on the streets, and then I became an amateur beggar, and this morning a couple of little guys walked past me and stopped and gave me five dollars. I almost went crazy on the spot, when did I become a real beggar. Mo Dashan was indignant and complained all the way. He opened the wrapper, picked up a steaming lamb skewer and ate it in a big bite, "Hey, Boss Fang, you don't just bring skewers, don't you bring beer." ”

Fang Tianming laughed, picked up a box of snow beer from the car, and said: "At the bottom of the overpass, skewers are more compatible with beer, I still understand this truth." But then again, Young Master Mo, are you angry with your family, go back and admit your mistakes, and when you get up tomorrow, you will still be the eldest young master of Haiyan Group. ”

Speaking of this matter, Mo Dashan was stubborn to the end. He and Mo Taiyue and Mo Yuanhai once agreed on three chapters, Mo Dashan can go to play cards and gamble, but if the money exported in a month exceeds one million, Mo Dashan will sleep under the overpass for half a month, and then earn back one million with his own hands.

In the past ten years, Mo Dashan has never tried to lose 1 million a month. He still has self-control, and every time he is about to lose money, he will stop in time, and then come back in disgrace, wait for the next month, and then fight again.

But this time is different, since Mo Dashan saw Qin Fen and Dong Qiaoqiao win a few times in a row at the Venice Hotel on Ao Island, he was like a demon, always thinking that Qin Fen's success could be replicated.

In fact, Mo Dashan was extremely unlucky, and later fought again on the island, and lost a million at once.

"It's not gambling, it's the backbone I should have as a man. A manly man, a spit and a nail, said that if you sleep at the bottom of the overpass, you will sleep at the bottom of the overpass. Mo Dashan's attitude was very resolute, and he didn't think about giving in to his family at all.

"Okay, Young Master Mo, I still admire the bottom line and discipline of your principles. There is just one problem, the bottom of this overpass is not something you can sleep on if you want to, and when the law enforcement officers see it in a few days, they will ask you to leave, what will you do then. ”

"Hey, this can't bother me. Do you know how many flyovers there are along the way? Seventeen, I changed the flyover one night and fought guerrilla warfare with them, and they couldn't catch me. Mo Dashan raised a finger, he already knew the situation of the nearby flyover, he had already stepped on it, and now he said it, quite praised his cleverness and wit.

"Boss Fang, brother asks you, do you have any way to get rich. I also have a broken car, which is worth tens of thousands of dollars, and I can mortgage it if I have a project. Mo Dashan touched the bottle with Fang Tianming and asked.

Fang Tianming groaned, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "Not for the time being." I was recently fired by my boss and am unemployed. ”

"Why, with your experience, it is more than enough to be a bodyguard for a first-line female star. Besides, I think you're almost as handsome as me, so you should be very killing. Mo Dashan asked suspiciously.

Speaking of this, Fang Tianming couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said honestly: "That female star has a first-class appearance and figure, but she is cold." She thinks I'm verbose, it's not that she thinks I'm verbose, it's that her agent is too annoying, and seeing that I get along well with her and are ambiguous, the agent is worried that I will rob him of his job. Hehe, to be honest, I'm a long-winded person, that agent is so annoying, I can't see that I'm ...... with others."

Mo Dashan opened his mouth slightly, a little stunned, and then laughed: "Haha, Boss Fang is telling the truth, I don't think you are verbose, it's just that you talk a little too much, and you are at the level of talking." ”