Chapter 409: Brother Huanxi feels that he has suffered a big loss
Brother Huanxi and Lao Qiao bet on a change in the contract, which made Anne and Mo Fatzi sweat for him.
Our Brother Huanxi realized that his reaction was always half a beat slower, but Anne and Mo Fatzi vaguely felt that Brother Huanxi might lose again this time.
Why do you feel that way? God knows!
Those old neighbors in Luhua Lane were still very happy about Lao Qiao's discharge.
It's really useful to say that people are popular.
Old Joe's house has already been cleaned by the loudspeaker.
Although it is very small, only more than 20 square meters, it is simple and clean.
"Uncle Qiao, thank you. The daughter of the loudspeaker, He Keqing, blushed.
What she said was that Old Joe helped her solve the big problem of tuition.
The daughter of the big horn has a completely different personality from her mother, and she blushes whenever she speaks.
"Don't thank me, if you want to thank you, thank this fat brother. Old Qiao pointed at Mo Fatzi.
"Thank you, fat brother. He Keqing said timidly.
"No thanks, no thanks. ”
The fat man didn't panic when he did 100 bad things, but this time he did a good deed and actually felt empty.
"Old Joe, when are we going to Grant. "Brother Huanxi is already a little impatient.
Since losing to Old Joe in his last bet, he has been thinking about getting a city back.
This is a big face-saving issue.
"Dinner. Old Joe replied without thinking, "At 7 o'clock in the evening, I will talk to the boss there." From half-past six, Grant will refuse to allow customers to enter. ”
"Blow, blow, blow a new world. Brother Huanxi sighed and looked at the time: "I've been busy with your discharge for a morning, what about lunch?"
Old Joe's eyes narrowed: "I invite you to eat at a high-end restaurant like Grant in the evening, shouldn't you invite you to lunch dinner?"
Brother Huanxi was a little dazed. What kind of logic is this?
Could it be that this guy is going to run away for lunch?
"I please, I please. Brother Huanxi gritted his teeth: "Annie, fat man, keep an eye on me, don't let him run away." ”
As soon as he heard that someone was treating, Lao Qiao smiled: "Big speaker, it's Sunday today." Call all the neighbors, someone has a big treat. ”
Yes?
And such a thing?
Our brother Huanxi is unlucky.
dragged the family with a mouth, and set up 12 tables in the hotel!
Anyway, the American owner of Glatt Restaurant will clear the scene and Brother Huanxi doesn't know, but the owner of this hotel really doesn't accept individual customers anymore.
Why?
12 tables, that's more than the limit of this restaurant.
"Fatty, help me do the math. Looking at the full number of guests, Brother Huanxi was dumbfounded: "800 yuan a table, how much is 12 tables?"
"Are you stupid?9600!"
"How much do I have to spend on the drinks? Can you eat that much?"
"Condolences change, Brother Huanxi, Anne and I just try to eat more. ”
The loudspeaker shuttled among the guests, and two packs of cigarettes were placed on each table, and when he came to Brother Huanxi, he also gave him two packs: "Lao Qiao took it in the store, and what he said will be counted in your account." ”
The blood in Brother Huanxi's heart is flowing "bang, bang, bang".
Look at Anne's heartless appearance again, sitting next to old Joe. While eating the dishes, he listened to Lao Qiao's jokes, and from time to time he was still "giggling" and laughing.
There are losers in the family. No way, no way.
"Little Lei, thank you. ”
Seeing that Lei Huanxi finally appeared at the table, Ah Wutou, Lao Song, and Lao Caipi raised their cups together.
"Eat, eat, eat more. Eat desperately and eat with an open stomach. Brother Huanxi forced a smile on his face, and his heart was sad and angry.
"Sit down, rejoice. Old Joe patted the position on the side.
"Old Joe, count yourself ruthless. "As soon as the ass is seated. Brother Huanxi said viciously.
This meal tastes like the same wax in your mouth.
"Old Joe, congratulations on your discharge. Ah Wu raised his glass and said at the same time.
"Thank you, thank you. Old Qiao happily took a sip of wine.
Originally, the loudspeaker didn't allow him to drink, but for the sake of being so happy today, he didn't say anything more.
"How good do you think it would be if our little Lei was really Lao Qiao's son?" Lao Caipi didn't know how to speak: "If Lao Qiao leaves one day, at least there will be a son to send him?"
"Old vegetable skin, you grew up drinking horse urine in your mouth. The people on the side scolded together.
Even his son, who came from another table to toast, couldn't cry or laugh: "Dad, what are you talking nonsense there?"
"I've got a bad mouth, I've got a bad mouth. Lao Caipi slapped his mouth a few times: "I admit punishment, admit punishment." ”
When I looked up, there was not a drop left in a glass of wine.
"Waiter, open another bottle of wine. ”
Uncles, don't admit punishment, Brother Huanxi's heart continues to drip blood.
"Little Tofu, how is the business of the fruit shop?" asked Old Joe with concern.
Anne almost squirted.
Daddy's name is Lao Caipi, and his son's name is Little Tofu?
"No, Uncle Qiao, there is no business. Little Tofu sighed: "Forget it, Uncle Qiao was discharged from the hospital today, happy, everyone drinks." ”
Old Qiao smiled: "Don't think about it so much, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain." Maybe you wake up one morning and hey, there's a store in a very good location and a very cheap rent delivered to you. ”
Xiao Tofu knew that this was Uncle Qiao comforting himself, and smiled bitterly: "Yes, borrow your auspicious words, Uncle Qiao." You drink slowly. ”
"You old Joe. Ah Wutou shook his head: "Little Tofu is not happy in his heart, you still mention this, you can't speak like Lao Caipi?"
"Not necessarily. Old Joe shook his head: "Has the Count of Monte Cristo seen it?" When the Count returned, all those who had helped him were rewarded in the best way. Maybe there really is such a person who will give you something in return?"
"Boom", there was laughter on the wine table.
The loudspeaker asked the waiter to add a stool: "You old Joe hold a book every day and don't know what you're reading, the whole person is stupid, right? What else is the earl? Just stop for a moment. ”
Old Joe smiled "hehe".
Brother Huanxi suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Old Qiao, what about your friend who raises orchids?"
Old Joe is very knowledgeable about orchids. He has always said that he learned about orchids from friends.
Lao Qiao pointed at Lao Song: "He, he is the one who raises orchids." ”
Lao Song was holding a big chopsticks dish, and when he heard this, he quickly stuffed the dish into his mouth and said vaguely: "Well, I like to raise orchids." ”
"Uncle Song. Wouldn't that be easy. Brother Huanxi suddenly became energetic: "If you sell a pot of purple ribbon covered with green ying, won't you be rich?"
"What purple ribbon cover green ying?" asked Old Song in a daze.
"Purple ribbon cover green ying is...... It's the purple ribbon cover green ying...... "Brother Huanxi is also stunned."
Old Joe coughed a few times: "That pot has a little blue orchid." ”
"That's not worth it, I bought it for 30 yuan in the flower and bird market. Lao Song felt inexplicable.
I just like to raise flowers, and I don't particularly understand. The pressure of daily life is big enough, do you still want to study this?
What kind of purple ribbon cover green ying, that pot of orchids bargained for a long time in the flower and bird market before buying. Several leaves have been broken.
Brother Huanxi suddenly realized.
This old Joe is bragging there again, where does he have any friends who can raise orchids?
"Eat and drink. Hahaha. Old Joe smiled perfunctorily about it.
Hmph, the bragging was seen through by your brother Huanxi, right?
The fat man Mo on the side blinked......
……
After eating a meal, the boss gave a discount, counting drinks, tobacco and alcohol exactly 11,000.
When swiping the card, the blood dripping from Brother Huanxi's heart couldn't stop at all.
A few old guys made an appointment to play mahjong in the afternoon.
As soon as he heard that he was playing mahjong, Brother Huanxi's eyes suddenly lit up.
Hmph, it's time for Brother Huanxi to show his tricks! I have to make up for a little loss, and I'm busy signing up for mahjong.
But the fat man pulled Anne. Two people fell behind.
"What's the matter, fatty?"
The fat man looked to the side: "I always think it's wrong." Don't you think Old Joe is a little weird?"
"What's wrong?"
"It's strange everywhere, one thing is a coincidence, two things are still a coincidence, and if it's one after the other, it's not a coincidence. Today, that old Song is definitely not a master of raising orchids, where did Lao Qiao's orchid knowledge come from?"
"yes. ”
"Don't talk to Brother Huanxi yet. Maybe Old Joe has some secret he doesn't want to share with others......"
……
Los Angeles-Yundong flight.
To fly for 15 hours.
It was 10:00 p.m. when I arrived at Yundong Airport.
Liang Yudan's heart is no longer here.
Don't leave, don't leave anyone.
Be sure to wait for me to come back......
……
"Huanxi, you won alone today!"
"yes, three losses and one win!"
"This kid, why is his luck so good?"
But. Why did Brother Huanxi, who won a big victory on the mahjong table, not have a happy expression at all, but still cried with a sad face?
In one afternoon, he won a big win:
55 pieces!
A full 55 bucks!
They play mahjong for 1 dollar!
A card paste is 1 yuan, and you can win 3 yuan if you draw yourself!
Oh my God, your brother Huanxi worked hard and played mahjong with the three of you for an afternoon!
I didn't even win back a fraction of the lunch meal!
"Brother Huanxi. Anne hooked his shoulder sympathetically: "As the old saying goes, money fans are bound to break the bank, and you don't want to think about it, how big can they play mahjong?"
"The problem is that I didn't see it right and wanted to leave, but they didn't let me go, saying that they wanted to turn the book!" Brother Huanxi's expression seemed to be crying.
Old Joe, who didn't know where to go just now, finally appeared: "Let's go, Grant's Restaurant, I'll treat Old Joe tonight!"
"Old Joe, you!"
Brother Huanxi, Annie, and Mo Fatzi shouted loudly at the same time as soon as they saw Lao Qiao.
W-Who is this?
Handsome guy, please ask who you are!(To be continued......)