"Come on, come on, drink and drink!"

In a well-grade restaurant in Dongcheng Town, in a private room on the second floor, several men are sitting around the table, pushing cups and changing lamps.

Zhang Hu held the wine glass, the wine was on his head, and his face was as red as a monkey's buttocks.

He got up and walked to the side of the person, and toasted with a flattering smile: "Boss Pang, I toast you." I'll do it first as respect, you feel free!"

With that, he tilted his neck and drank all the wine in his glass. The person he called Boss Pang was chubby, with a dark face, and the clothes on his body were quite exquisite. It's just that on a hot day, he actually wore a suit. Fortunately, there was an air conditioner in this room, and Rao was still sweating.

Boss Pang didn't care about Zhang Hu, his eyes were contemptuous, he directly ignored the other party, and turned to talk to the person next to him.

Zhang Hu was anxious, and said in his heart that I found the way so easily, how could I be so easily sent away if I could enter this wine field today and see the true god?

It turned out that this boss Pang opened a small soy sauce factory in the local area, and it was a coincidence that he was the father of Fat Lanzi next door to Cheng Peng.

Zhang Hu is a plumber and a small package foreman engaged in decoration, and it stands to reason that he can't fight with Boss Pang. But he was anxious to make a lot of money, so he kept sharpening his head to make friends with rich people and expand his contacts.

It just so happened that a small boss who had worked with him before told him that Pang Gui, one of the richest people in the town and the owner of Pang Kee Soy Sauce Factory, had bought a piece of land and was going to develop a real estate.

"If you could take over the water and electricity work on this construction site, wouldn't you make a lot of money all of a sudden?" said the little boss.

When Zhang Hu heard this, his heart was overjoyed, so he begged to grind alive and followed. Although it was already halfway through dinner, he was almost always laughing to himself, but it didn't affect his mood in the slightest.

Even if Boss Pang ignored him, he still stood aside with a smile and cheekiness. Finally gave Zhang Hu a chance - Boss Pang spit on the ground, but accidentally spit on his own leather shoes.

Boss Pang himself hadn't paid attention to it, but Zhang Hu was startled and said, "Oh! Your shoes are dirty, I'll wipe them for you!"

A big man and three thick old men insisted on calling out the voices of the old ladies, which scared the people at the table. Everyone turned to look at him, some frowned, some snickered.

Boss Pang was deeply affected by the fact that he was closest to him, and his ears were buzzing with sound waves. He picked his ears and frowned, "I said how did you ...... back?"

Zhang Hu suddenly became half shorter, squatted down, and gently and gently wiped the phlegm from the tips of Boss Pang's shoes with his hands. The hands of the electrician's pliers and the multimeter are now more dexterous than the hands of the embroidery woman, and they even their orchid fingers. After wiping the phlegm, I also dipped my fingers in saliva and wiped the tips of my shoes shiny.

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect someone to be able to do something similar to a dog.

Boss Pang was also stunned, although he is a boss in size, but after all, it is a township private enterprise, and the assets can still be mentioned in the town, but looking at the whole county, it is not a fart. The people around him usually do their part, but no one does it.

Immediately, Boss Pang's face changed a little, and when he looked at Zhang Hu, he was not as contemptuous and disgusted as before.

Wait for Zhang Hu to carefully wipe off the phlegm, then stand up, wipe the sweat from his forehead, and exhale.

"Young man, you're good, what's your name?" asked Boss Pang.

Zhang Hu nodded hurriedly: "My name is Zhang Hu, from Bahu Village, I am a plumber and a contractor. ”

He was so eager to sell himself that he overused himself and made everyone at the table laugh. The little boss who recommended him said to Boss Pang: "Uncle Pang, you see that he is so diligent, why don't you give him a little bit of the work on the construction site?"

"Ang, I can think it's okay, haha!" Boss Pang laughed half-truthfully.

Zhang Hu was excited, his temples were jumping desperately, and he thought, "Could it be that my Zhang Hu's chance to make a fortune has come?

Hundreds, thousands, relying on the exploitation of apprentices and petty workers, the little 'hard-earned money' he earned, he really can't look down on it, and he wants to make money in his dreams.

"If I, Zhang Hu, have money, Song Qiuyue's dead girl, won't you kneel down and beg me to take her home?" Zhang Hu thought of his wife who ran away from home, and his mood was extremely depressed.

He can spend days, wine, and land outside, but his wife must wait for him at home. If you're happy, tease me, and if you're unhappy, kick your feet, and you have to wash my stinky feet.

In fact, Zhang Hu likes Song Qiuyue, but he knows that Song Qiuyue doesn't look down on him. Sensitive, humble, arousing his perverted vindictiveness. Every time he beat Song Qiuyue, he would regret it in his heart and feel distressed, but at that point, he couldn't help but raise his slap and raise his foot.

Thinking about the near future, Zhang Hu is in a very comfortable mood.

Everyone in the room was laughing loudly, but unfortunately someone in a private room next door heard it.

Who is this private room?Cheng Peng, Song Qiuyue and Zhu Fatzi!

It turned out that Cheng Peng saw that Song Qiuyue was in a bad mood because she was bullied by Zhang Hu and Xiaosan, so he proposed to go out for a delicious meal and go to bad luck. The two of them were eating, and it was a bit extravagant, so they called Zhu Fatzi together. Although he and the two are a little different in age, they have become friends with each other.

This restaurant is more famous for its hot pot, and they specially ordered a spicy pot, which is very comfortable to eat with the air conditioner on. While eating, Cheng Peng heard a familiar voice next door, is it Zhang Hu?

Of course, Song Qiuyue and Zhu Fatzi couldn't hear it, but in fact, Cheng Peng didn't want to disturb their mood for eating. Song Qiuyue was just coaxed and persuaded to feel better, so why bother to block her again?

But when Cheng Peng heard it, he wouldn't let that guy go easily. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully, although he didn't see the real scene next door, but he understood a little from the conversation and laughter of everyone.

"Okay, Zhang Hu is really a dog, he is not as strong as my Cheng Dazhuang!" Cheng Peng sneered in his heart.

If Cheng Dazhuang is in a bad mood, even if you coax it with meat and bones, you don't want it to wag its tail at you.

But what should I do? Cheng Peng fell into deep thought while eating hot pot. He heard the door next door open, and it was Zhang Hu who came out, as if he was going to the toilet.

"The opportunity has come!" Cheng Peng's mind moved, and he also got up and said, "Sister Qiuyue, Uncle Zhu, you eat first, and I'll go to the toilet." ”

"Go, oh yes, bring me a pack of cigarettes. Zhu Fatzi said.

Cheng Peng agreed, and he didn't care about the money, because he knew that Zhu Fatzi would definitely give money, and he would definitely not take money.

Out of the private room door, Cheng Peng really saw Zhang Hu's back, walking to the toilet while talking on the phone. He followed a few steps closely, his steps were like cats, and Zhang Hu couldn't find it at all.

Entering the toilet, Zhang Hu went directly into the private room: "Hey, Lili, don't be angry, I'm talking about business~ What?What business?Of course it's big business, Pang Gui you know, right, it's that black and fat soy sauce lang~"

“…… Hehe, of course I think Pang Gui is disgusting, but I don't have to make money to support my baby~ Ouch, don't mention how disgusting that old thing is, a mouthful of thick phlegm is so yellow that it stinks to death, and I don't know how hot he is. I see, the joy will not last long!"

When Zhang Hu was squatting in the pit, he was talking on the phone with his mistress, and he didn't know that someone outside the door was blocking his nostrils and helping him record.

Cheng Peng picked up the important parts and recorded them, and hurriedly escaped from the bathroom to change his breath: "Ouch, I'm Diniang, I stink to death!"

He didn't leave either, he waited outside, and it didn't take long for Zhang Hu to come out. Cheng Peng flashed in front of him and blocked his way.

With the previous unpleasant 'exchange', Zhang Hu was jealous of Cheng Peng. Seeing Cheng Peng appear, he instinctively took two steps back. With a bang, the back of his head hit the window, and his eyes were full of pain.

"Alas, Master, what's wrong with you? Does it hurt?" Cheng Peng pretended to step forward to help him.