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Yang Qingshan returned to the box, talking and laughing with Scar, and after a while, Scar felt that he had almost eaten and had to settle the bill, and it was this meal that was calculated together with the bill that had not been paid before, and then laughed with Yang Qingshan.

It was the lobby manager who delivered the bill, and he sent the bill to Scar's face under the worried gaze of the old king.

Scar glanced at it, and he was so happy to eat this white food, but he asked unhappily on his face: "50,000 yuan? Is it so much? How many dishes did we order?" ”

"This is the bill you owe here these days, boss, a total of 50,000 yuan. The manager explained.

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu only ate one meal for 50,000 yuan, and the seafood you have here is not in heaven. Scar overturned the table as he spoke, and the whole box area was alarmed with a bang, and many guests walked out of the box to watch, and when they saw Scar's scar face, they immediately retracted most of it, only Director Zhao smiled and a few of his subordinates did not move.

Lao Wang came over stubbornly, but the lobby manager quietly went downstairs.

Yang Qingshan stepped on the chair, and he was also unhappy, shouting loudly about the black shop, the black shop, and the old Wang Tou wanted to cry and explain without tears, but the development of the matter was beyond thinking about it, and it didn't work to explain it.

"What the hell is going on?" Director Zhao walked up and asked solemnly.

"Huh, Lao Zhao!" Scar immediately walked up to say hello, as if his long-lost brother had met by chance at this time.

"Isn't this a scar, where did you go after graduating from college?" said Director Zhao cooperatively.

Yang Qingshan, who was in the box, smiled proudly and turned to look out the window.

Originally, Scar and Director Zhao's script didn't know each other, and the consumer was hacked by the black store, but Director Zhao, as the city controller, presided over justice, collected Lao Wangtou's business license on the spot, and issued a fine, but Yang Qingshan took advantage of the alcohol to let Scar change the script, so there was such a new script that clearly told others that they were dragging and was extremely bad.

Some of the onlookers only glanced at the famous hall, and continued to go back to the box to drink without interest, while the old king put down a stone in his heart, this matter was almost over, and Lao Huai stepped forward with relief.

Scar and Director Zhao were just about to speak, when the lobby manager appeared at the right time, took a bill and said that the front desk sent a new bill, and the bill just now was wrong.

Lao Wangtou said with a smile on his face: "It turns out that Director Zhao and this brother know each other, this is a misunderstanding, the cashier made a wrong bill, just now there was a batch of fresh seafood in the kitchen, my meal is considered my reparation, I please." ”

"That's great. Yang Qingshan laughed loudly and gave Scar a look, and Scar gave Director Zhao another look, so the three of them entered a new box accompanied by the old king, and the few women in the dust also followed, and they were even more coquettish enough.

A few people chatted for a while, and new seafood was placed on the table, and the old king himself punished a cup, and everyone began to drink again.

After Yang Qingshan drank a few glasses, he suddenly found that his mind was still sober, looking at Scar and Director Zhao pouring a glass of wine under the persuasion of the old king, Yang Qingshan felt strange in his heart, why was he not drunk yet, and after drinking a few more glasses, he went to the bathroom under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Xiao Liu came to the bathroom one step earlier, and as soon as he saw Yang Qingshan, he walked up and said, "Big brother, everything was done according to orders." ”

"Really?" Yang Qingshan said very critically.

"Really. I personally put my phone in a hidden place. Xiao Liu swore and said.

There was a sound of flushing, and the lobby manager came out of the cubicle, threw the cigarette butt at Xiao Liu, and said complainingly: "Big brother, the mobile phone that Xiao Liu took is mine." ”

"Big brother, don't listen to his nonsense, I see that I do a good job for my eldest brother, envy and jealousy are cruel enough to me, and spread rumors about me. Xiao Liu shouted aggrievedly.

"Don't pinch, we've been together for seven years, haven't we pinched enough?" Yang Qingshan said angrily: "What about glasses? ”

"Glasses lost while playing mahjong. The lobby manager said, covering his eyes in pain.

"How old are you, you still treat glasses as a baby, are there any glasses that lose?" Xiao Liu proudly took out a glasses case from his pocket, touched it like a baby, and muttered in his mouth: "Glasses, glasses, well, my brother holds you to sleep at night." ”

"I'll win it back. The lobby manager said viciously.

"Forget it, give the glasses back, are the glasses still called glasses without glasses? Yang Qingshan spoke, Xiao Liu snorted and threw the glasses case to the lobby manager, and there was another mess.

The lobby manager's nickname is glasses, with contact lens allergies, so hundreds of degrees of myopia made him treat glasses as a baby, together with Xiaoliu, is Yang Qingshan's high school classmate, the famous Iron Triangle, four years ago was not admitted to college, I heard that Yang Qingshan mixed in the beach, a place where the beauty is like clouds, and he took refuge, and he mixed it for four years.

"There is also a stomachache link, Director Zhao will work on the spot, glasses, laxatives?"

"It's down, don't drink it when the soup is served. The glasses said to Xiao Liu.

"Don't worry, am I that stupid?" Xiao Liu said with disdain.

"Action. Yang Qingshan heard Lao Wang Tou leave the box, hurriedly said, and rushed out of the bathroom.

Yang Qingshan did not go back to the box, but went to the box next door with his glasses, sat down leisurely, poured a cup of sobering tea by himself, and eavesdropped on the movement next door through the partition.

I only heard Xiao Liu return to the box, saying that Yang Qingshan had a stomachache and would not come back after a while, and then began to pour it with everyone stupidly, and quietly poured everyone almost enough, Xiao Liu began to talk, and all this was quietly photographed by the mobile phone in the corner of the box.

"Almost, I'm going to play, you can also cultivate a little fun. Yang Qingshan smiled and returned to his box.

"Little brother, my brother thought you had fallen into the hut and was about to save you. When Scar saw Yang Qingshan coming back, he laughed loudly.

"My stomach hurts. Yang Qingshan said with a painful face, and sat down without any appetite at all.

"Hey, I also have a bit of a stomachache. Scar pretended to say, and also went to the bathroom, and after coming back, Director Zhao also went to the bathroom, and Scar began to say that he suspected that the seafood was not clean or something, Director Zhao felt that it was almost over, and he wanted to do justice, so he called the old king.

"Huh, whose phone did this leave here?" Yang Qingshan exclaimed before Director Zhao could speak, and took out a mobile phone from the corner: "Ah!

"What?" Scar and Director Zhao exclaimed at the same time.

The door of the box opened, and the glasses walked in with the new seafood, and when he saw Yang Qingshan holding a mobile phone in his hand, he immediately panicked.

"Glasses, this is your phone. The old king asked.

"It's not. Glasses shook his head and said, but the weakness on his face was still visible by the scar.

Scar smiled grimly: "Boy, you're not honest, why did you leave your phone here and record it." ”

The glasses were sweating profusely, and he suddenly snatched the mobile phone in Yang Qingshan's hand and ran away, only to be caught by Xiao Liuyi.

"Let go of me, let go of me. Glasses yelled.

"Big brother, with your experience, what's going on?" Yang Qingshan asked.

The scar is not clear, and when he asked Lao Wangtou, Lao Wangtou said that the glasses were only applied for a few days ago, and he didn't know very well, but Director Zhao saw the fame and said coldly: "This kid won't be a reporter." ”

"Reporter?" everyone looked at their glasses in confusion.