Chapter 18 The Master of Porcelain

Urgency is important, don't offend, be careful when you speak, and pay attention to the tone of your voice......

You don't have to guess, you know it's Chen Yuyan.

Only the latter can enjoy this special extra-long remark treatment.

Situ Hong, as a master of the love field, saw through it at a glance, and squeezed his eyebrows at Lin Yu:

"Tsk, Lin Yu, answer the phone, tell her to shut up! Don't interfere with your big business. ”

Wasn't it quite manly just now?

I'll see if you can slap your face and be embarrassed.

". Lin Yu kicked Situ Hong, who had already taken precautions, and quickly flashed to the side, with a lively expression.

Ahem.

Two light coughs.

Lin Yucai answered the phone, "Hey." ”

"Hey, Lin Yu, why have you been there for so long?

As soon as the phone was connected, Chen Yuyan's anxious tone came from there.

Situ Hong made a lip shape: tell her to get out.

Hmph, rookie, only mouth high tracheitis.

Lin Yu glanced at Situ Hong viciously.

"I'm fine, I'll be back now. ”

"Well, that's it for now. ”

Lin Yu put away his phone and saw the mocking gazes of other people coming towards him.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen love? A bunch of single dogs. ”

"Go home!"

Lin Yu sat in the car without looking back, Gu Shoucheng and the others looked at each other and smiled, and they also got into the car one after another, greeted Huang Yong and others, and the car roared away.

……

After Lin Yu and the others left, Huang Yong looked at Cai Zhicheng with unkind eyes.

Cai Zhicheng touched his shiny bald head and smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. Huang, don't come unharmed. ”

Don't be a dead bald head, I've only seen it during the day today.

"Cai Zhicheng, you sell me very coolly. ”

Huang Yong's words were somewhat unpleasant.

"Mr. Huang, he threatened me, and I had no choice but to ......"

"Can't you be tougher? If someone threatens you, you'll be intimidated?"

"It's one thing to be cowardly, the point is that there is no money to pay for medical expenses. Mr. Huang, you don't know, now that hospitalization is precious, and he also said that he would beat me into a vegetative state..."

"Who can bear this, I'm not old, I'm not young, no one pays me, what should I do if the hospital throws me into the wilderness when the time comes?"

"Mr. Huang, look, aren't you cowardly?"

Huang Yong frowned, "I call respect, understand?"

It's the truth.

He had risen to the point of respect for Lin Yu.

In other words: you can't offend, you can't provoke!

Cai Zhicheng's shiny bald head moved, and he said suspiciously: "Mr. Huang, I don't know why you are so afraid of him? He is just a secretary next to Chen Yuyan. ”

"Secretary, that's the secretary you're talking about this morning?"

Cai Zhicheng nodded.

"Cow, for love. ”

Huang Yong's face was full of admiration, he looked at Cai Zhicheng, who was still confused, and said:

"You just need to know that don't provoke him in the future, it's your honor that he can ask you to help him do things. ”

"Okay, don't say much, it's useless to know more, send me back. ”

Cai Zhicheng is not a person who gets to the bottom of things, as long as he is not allowed to spend money, anything will do.

He also got into the car and sat in the passenger seat, "Drive!"

After briefly treating the wound, the driver of the van swallowed his tears straight into his stomach, clicked the gears, and drove the van out of the Regal Hotel.

……

Fuk Street

An old man of about sixty years old, with a white beard on his back, carrying a tattered cloth bag and holding a book in his hand, looked at it with relish.

I watched it very seriously, and I sighed a sentence or two from time to time.

"I see. ”

"Not bad, not bad. ”

His book had four big words written on it:

The art of touching porcelain.

After turning a few more pages, I put it in the cloth bag, and my eyes were shining.

"Hey, there is no business in fortune telling. I finally deceived a fool this afternoon, and I only earned five dollars. ”

"I've heard that there is a lot of money in porcelain, so let's try it according to what this book says. ”

The old man walked slowly down the road, looking left and right, waiting for the car to appear.

It was already twelve o'clock, and there was hardly a car to be seen on the street.

He pursed his lips a little boringly, "I went to bed so early, young people nowadays, it's really not good! I don't come out to race a car or anything, I think how high-spirited I was when I was the three big men on Fujie (the fastest tricycle rider), and now I'm old." ”

Just when he lamented the impermanence of life and the passage of time, a van came speeding up, and the bright lights swept the road ahead.

"It's coming!" said the old man.

After studying the art of touching porcelain for so long, it finally comes in handy!

He took a few small steps and waited for the car.

After roughly estimating the distance between people and cars...

Roll on the spot and lie on the ground.

"Ahh

A miserable howl resounded through the streets.

"What's going on?"

"Hit someone!"