Chapter 2 Performing Arts Club (I)
Angry, but who is this complaining? If you are at home, can you have friends? It's no wonder that people can't help.
Fell down on the sofa, it was called a burnt out, and I was thinking that I really had no choice but to open my mouth to Dong Xiaoya, the phone rang, I picked it up and rushed to the screen to see that it was an unfamiliar number, and when I picked it up, it was actually Dong Xiaoya.
I was really sleepy and met a pillow, and I was thinking about how to borrow money, but Dong Xiaoya said: "There are no other arrangements at night, right?" β
"It's okay, what's wrong?"
"It's good that it's not arranged, you come to me in the evening and have something to do with you."
As soon as I heard it, I muttered in my heart, what is he looking for me except to be wrapped up with Youheng? But since they called me, I can't help it, and I still have to find food in him.
Prepare dinner and beckon the big guy to come over for dinner, these heartless things eat so much that they are called a relish, just me and Bai Qi sat and sighed, and I don't blame me for being depressed, if it wasn't for saving Dong Xiaozhuan by mistake at that time, this meal can basically be regarded as the 'last supper'......
After dinner and washing the dishes, there was nothing else, I sat on the sofa with Lei Zhenzi and their cats to watch TV to pass the time, although Li Cunxiao maintained his original arrogance, but he was an ancient person after all, even if he was high-spirited, he couldn't help but be curious, moved his ass slowly towards us, although the range of action was very small, but finally quietly sat next to us.
Watching him move his ass and sneak around, I felt angry and funny for a while, angry that this person was quite unreasonable and started beating people, and burned me 30,000 yuan, funny because he moved his ass This small action is like a child, in fact, from a historical point of view, this person should not be bad, but his mouth is a little stupid, his personality is naΓ―ve, or he can't be calculated by the fourth child of their family with the lowest method, and in the end he was killed without much argument.
Now that there are more people, the atmosphere in the room has become very strange, as the marshal of the altar in the heavenly court, Nezha is sitting in front of the computer to surf the Internet, and the one standing by the window is the mad god You Heng of the Three Kingdoms period, and the sofa is sitting one by one is the Warring States killing god Bai Qi, the brother of King Ji Fa of Zhou Wu and the most bullish silk in this century - I!
Counting Li Cunxiao next to the sofa, this lineup is really ancient and modern, with a history span of more than 3,000 years, and this picture is unbearable just thinking about it.
Lei Zhenzi cried while watching TV, making me so depressed that I didn't know what to say, you said that if he was a girl, I wouldn't say anything if I watched a Korean movie and was made to tears by the plot, why do you cry when you watch Journey to the West?
"Are you finished? You can cry on this broken TV......"
I snatched the remote control board from his hand and was about to change the channel, but Lei Zhenzi couldn't stop sobbing on the side: "I...... I'm uncomfortable......"
"What's so uncomfortable about you, a big man." I was speechless and said, "Is it so touching to watch a big havoc in the Heavenly Palace?" β
"It's not touching, it's ...... It's ...... I think it's unfair."
"Unfair?" What he said confused me, shouldn't this be because he remembered that he was a god back then, and those buddy enemies were all in the immortal class, but his own work hasn't been solved yet, so he feels aggrieved, right?
I was trying to comfort him, but he pointed to the TV and suddenly gave me a sentence: "Yes, you said that they are all immortals, some people pretend to be Nezha, some people pretend to be Yang Jian, and some people pretend to be Li Tianwang, why doesn't anyone pretend to me?" β
I was so angry that he stomped my feet: "Then you TM should change the channel to watch the god list......"
We sat next to the TV and had a bit of a ride, and in my spare time, I could still point to the TV and give them a bit of modern knowledge, which was quite meaningful to mix.
Chatting and chatting until nine o'clock, I made an appointment with Dong Xiaoya at ten o'clock, and now I set off, it is estimated that the time to get to the ground is just right, and I didn't bring anyone else when I went out this time, so I rode a three-wheeler to the city.
The place he made an appointment with was a bar, so it was a bar, and I don't think it was accurate, this should be a performing arts club, called Dragon's Music, which is in the Caribbean Square, which belongs to the city center.
I can't go to this kind of place where I can drink and chat while watching performances, one is that I don't have that spare money, and the performances on TV are definitely much more reliable than this kind of place, these high-end communication places, the customers in them are not estimated to be out of the show, I estimate that there are two possibilities, either to sister, or to use this as a social platform.
When I got to the ground, it was called a waterfall sweat, I knew that I took the bus to come over and it was more reliable than riding by myself, just this parking lot, a BMW Mercedes-Benz not to say, and a few Rolls-Royce, I don't dare to park in these three wheels, you said that the security guard I want to park the parking fee I can't figure out how embarrassing it is......
"Pull it aside, you can't park here."
I was thinking about where it would be more reliable to move the car, and a security guard came over, this person was about 1.8 meters tall, as strong as a calf, and his face was full of unhappiness.
I looked around and said, "This is the parking lot, right?" β
The big man frowned: "Are you blind?" Can't see this? β
I smiled: "That's interesting, the parking lot doesn't allow parking, so what are these?" Grave! β
Don't blame me for choking people, in this society, the concept of hierarchy is too serious, and even the security guards of the toiling masses look down on the poor, what kind of world do you say?
The big man was choked by me and frowned, and when he came up, he was about to pull my collar, but I stepped back sharply and said hurriedly: "Don't do it, I'm your guest tonight." β
"What are you going to consume just like you? You think this is a noodle shop, can you leave? If you don't leave, I'll carry you away. β
I can't touch a stone like an egg, but I have to paste your character, can I eat this set? Of course it can't be, just as he was pinching the electric shock rod and was about to wait for this bastard to come up and fuck him, just at the right time, a man wearing a suit and a grimace walked out of the gate of Long Zhile.
It's Huang Yingjun!
"Secretary Huang, hey! Secretary Huang. β
I paddled my feet and waved at Huang Yingjun, he also saw me at this time, and walked up quickly, Dong Xiaoya should be a frequent visitor here, the big man saw Huang Yingjun coming over, hurriedly stepped aside, and squeaked: "Brother Huang, this is ...... Is this your friend? β
Huang Yingjun stared at the security guard noncommittally, and then said to me: "Let's go, the chairman is waiting for you inside." β
I was about to step forward and follow him inside, but the security guard grabbed my arm violently and said with a sneer: "Big brother...... I just have eyes that don't know Tarzan, you ...... Don't take it personally. β
I hate him the most, although he apologized to me, but I was holding my breath in my heart, and I was about to choke him, but suddenly I was blessed, and I said that the rabbit was in a hurry and bit people, what did I see with him?
I put on a smiling face, patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, don't you know me?" It's all your job, right? β
The big man couldn't stop bending down to thank him, and kept saying: "Long live understanding, long live understanding." β
I grinned, pointed to my three-wheeler, and said, "Of course I understand you, but my car is a little dirty, if you want to be okay, can you wash it for me." β
Without waiting for him to speak, I turned around and followed Huang Yingjun into the clubhouse, leaving a depressed man, it is estimated that he is also the first time to meet a ...... who came to a high-end social place to wash three rounds-
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