"Hey, you kid dare to scold me, you're impatient, aren't you?" the middle-aged man rolled up his sleeves and said defiantly.

"What's wrong? You can't do it?" Wu Xiaoyu chewed on the wonton and said slowly, slowly, lightly.

When the old man saw that his grandson was wantonly provoking, he originally wanted to stop it, but when he saw the young man in front of him being so calm, he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

The middle-aged man shouted to the bodyguard outside the door: "Let me in......"

When several bodyguards heard the sound, they quickly rushed in and surrounded Wu Xiaoyu in the center, and at this time, the proprietress who came out with the wontons saw the posture and hurriedly said:

"Ladies and gentlemen...... Give the bit, put out the fire, my little shop, I can't stand your toss like this!"

When the old man saw his four bodyguards rushing in, the young man was still unmoved, and in addition to curiosity, he also had more respect.

"Go away, don't delay people's business!" the old man said with a wave to several bodyguards.

Seeing this posture, the bodyguard quickly retreated outside the door.

The proprietress put the wontons on the old man's table and said a little jealously: "This is your wonton, you can use it slowly!"

The old man took a wonton, blew it lightly a few times, and then put it in his mouth again, chewed a few bites and swallowed it, and said with a smile: "Lao Ma is really right, this wonton is indeed a must!

When the middle-aged man heard the old man say this, he let Wu Xiaoyu go for the time being, walked up to the same burly aunt, took out a bright red banknote, still went to the woman, and said arrogantly: "This is a hundred yuan, I bought you for this point, you go aside and eat!"

Although the aunt is fat and unkempt, she also has a bit of backbone, and seeing his arrogant attitude, she said coldly: "I like to stay here." ”

The middle-aged man thought to himself, not long after Lao Tzu entered this wonton shop, two people turned against him, and these people were really against the sky.

How dare such a fat and ugly woman refuse herself and embarrass herself? The middle-aged man couldn't hold back his anger, took the fan in his hand, and was about to hit the woman on the head.

Seeing this, Wu Xiaoyu hurriedly said to stop: "What? want to beat a woman? Do you want me to play with you?"

When the middle-aged man saw that this man dared to be so rude, he turned his head and shouted at him, "Do you know who I am?

When the old man saw him so arrogant, he couldn't help it, and scolded: "Who are you? How amazing are you? Have you lived enough?"

Wu Xiaoyu saw that the old man reprimanded the man, so he stopped his mouth and watched the development of the situation.

The man was scolded again, and finally learned to be honest, returned to the old man's side and continued to fan him, no longer picking quarrels and provoking trouble.

Seeing Wu Xiaoyu watching coldly, the old man couldn't help it after all, and asked, "Young man, what are you doing?"

His tone was very gentle, without the slightest hint of threat, Wu Xiaoyu put down his chopsticks, smiled at him, and said, "I'm killing pigs!"

As soon as the middle-aged man heard him say that he was killing pigs, he immediately made a high-minded appearance and gave him a disdainful look.

This old man was very appreciative when he saw Wu Xiaoyu's unfazed and extraordinary bearing, so it was rare to ask him what his identity was.

Who knew that he actually said that he was killing pigs, which made the old man unexpected, and he sprayed rice all at once, and the wontons that had just been chewed and had not yet been swallowed were all sprayed on the middle-aged man beside him at once.

The middle-aged man saw that his arm was covered with wonton filling, and he felt nauseous, but his face pretended to be disapproving, and he said, "Grandpa, are you okay?"

The old man coughed and said with some embarrassment, "No...... It's all right!"

This middle-aged man had long seen Wu Xiaoyu unpleasantly, and now that he provoked his grandfather to spray rice, he had even more open reasons to deal with him, and scolded Wu Xiaoyu: "You kid did it on purpose! Who sent you, did you want to harm my grandfather?"

Wu Xiaoyu was amused by his troubled appearance, Nima!

"Don't talk nonsense! This young man didn't mean to, I was too rare and weird, and blamed me...... Blame me!" the old man smiled at Wu Xiaoyu and said.

When the middle-aged man saw that his grandfather had expressed his position, it was naturally not good to accuse him again, but his heart was already overturned, and when his grandfather left for a while, he had to let people teach him a good lesson.

The old man's humble attitude obviously made Wu Xiaoyu hate to be used, and he no longer paid attention to the middle-aged man, but lowered his head to eat with peace of mind.

When he was about to finish eating the wontons in front of him, the old man suddenly said, "Young man, would you like to come to our company to work?"

Wu Xiaoyu was very surprised when he heard this, his hand holding the wonton stopped in the air, and asked a little incredulously:

"You mean let me do it with you? Do you fancy me what? My mother says I'm sick all day long, so I'm just asking you what shines in me?"

His words were half a joke, half a temptation, and looking at the old man's bearing, he knew that he was by no means an ordinary person, either a rich man on the rich side or a feudal official on the ruling side.

The old man smiled and said, "You almost had a conflict with my grandson just now, and when you see so many people pouring in, you can still be calm and calm, and this alone is better than many people!"

"But maybe I'm pretending?"

The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "I have lived most of my life, and I have no other skills, but I am the best at seeing people and knowing people." Your bearing is definitely not pretending, and ordinary people can't pretending to be it!"

Wu Xiaoyu asked interestingly, "Then do you want me to help you kill pigs?" or do you want to be a thug?"

How could this old man not know that he was testing his identity, pointed to the middle-aged man beside him, and said, "My grandson has basically taken on the duty of a thug, so let you come to do other things!"

The two of you came and went, and the proprietress came out with another bowl of wontons, and said with a smile: "This bowl is newly made, can you try it again?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the proprietress and made a look of being sensible, bent down and took the spoon again, took out a tissue and wiped it repeatedly before handing it to the old man.

The old man was also very impressed by his actions, smiled, and said to Wu Xiaoyu: "Don't look at my grandson as domineering and unreasonable, but he is also very filial. ”

When the middle-aged man heard his grandfather praise his filial piety, his face suddenly blossomed, and he said, "Where...... Where, I'm not good enough to let grandpa worry about it!"

This act of grandfather and grandson filial piety made Wu Xiaoyu a little confused, is this all what is it? Why did it come to this fat man again.

Wu Xiaoyu shook his head and continued to eat the few wontons in his bowl, and the old man suddenly stopped opening his mouth and put the wontons in his mouth.

Just as the old man was about to put the wontons in his mouth, the middle-aged man's mobile phone next to him suddenly rang.

He took out his phone from his pants pocket and slammed it into his ear, but it hit the old man's arm.

The old man's hand was suddenly hit by him, and he didn't have time to react, the whole wonton was stuffed into his mouth at once, blocking his trachea, and the old man's duplex suddenly turned red.

The middle-aged man saw that he had hit his grandfather by mistake, causing him to become what he is now, and suddenly lost his courage, and shouted to the bodyguard outside the door in a panic: "Start the car...... Uh, no, get Dr. Li over here......"

The bodyguard outside the door turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw his boss lying on a chair and looking like he was about to die, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and began to make calls frantically.

(End of chapter)