69 Hand up the bottle and fall
Mr. Wang asked, and there was a pile of money in his hand, and he piled it up in front of the sixth son, which was very imposing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Especially for me, Mr. Wang at this moment is no longer the stupid fat man in my impression, in my eyes, the fat on his face looks so amiable and cute, and even his tall and majestic figure with a thick radish with two pointed ends and a thick middle.
What kind of person can be called a man?
is like Mr. Wang, who is courageous, responsible, courageous, generous, and regards money as dung.
Not only was I impressed by Mr. Wang's domineering attitude, but everyone around me admired him, and people in society looked down on cowards, but they respected Mr. Wang's hard bones.
Liuzi's face was still blue, but it was much more relaxed than before, the other party took out the money, and verbally said that he wanted to be friends with him, although the tone was a little rushed, but the attitude was right.
Mr. Wang only took out 50,000 yuan, not because he had no money, but because he thought in his heart that the scar on the head of the sixth son was worth 50,000 yuan, and there was no need for more. In fact, in my opinion, it is more than 5,000 to pay six sons.
Liuzi looked at the money on the table, continued to blacken his face, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Sen, it's not a matter of money, your brother and I were smashed on the bench, and everyone in the city knows it." ā
Called Brother Sen, and his tone also softened, this is the rhythm of the peace talks. Every time I encounter this situation, I know that this is the end of the matter, and there is nothing to do with me. But there was a faint inappropriateness in his heart, and he felt that Brother Sen gave 50,000 yuan to the sixth son was too much.
Besides, why does Brother Sen want to help me settle this matter? As soon as I made a move, it was 50,000, how can I repay this favor?
I came out to make money, it's only been a month, I haven't got a penny of salary, I have borrowed hundreds, even my mobile phone is borrowed, this is enough for me to have a headache for a while, now Brother Sen is throwing another 50,000 yuan here, can I still live?
I'm not related to Brother Sen, he is the boss, I'm a little stand-in, it's worth him to throw out 50,000?
Before he could think of a reason, Mr. Wang over there spoke, "I know, Liu'er, you are not short of money, if you want to talk about property, Liu'er, you pluck your leg hair and your brother's waist is thicker, my brother understands this matter in his heart." When Mr. Wang spoke, he took a standard Beijing film, and while speaking, he pointed his right thumb at himself, and his legs also trembled.
"But this matter, you also have to be considerate of my brother, you also heard it just now, Brother Jianshe instructed on the phone that you must see this drama on CCTV before the Spring Festival, this is a political task, I can't deal with people if I can't complete it."
Liuzi stretched out his hand to interrupt Mr. Wang's conversation, and said bluntly: "I understand what Brother Sen means, and I understand it, don't say more, I can't accept this money, who should I ask for the question, Brother Sen today, since you open your mouth, brother, I will also give it to myself." As he spoke, he turned his face to look at me, his eyes were fierce, and he turned to look at Mr. Wang, and then said: "I don't say to remove his arm, according to my past temper, his arm will definitely not be saved, Brother Sen, you can inquire casually, this is my rule, today's words are here, yes, don't say much, I don't want money." As he spoke, he pushed all the money to Mr. Wang.
"In a word, how he smashed me, I will smash it back."
This was said very firmly, and the people behind the six sons still shook their heads and wanted to approach me.
Mr. Wang spoke again, "Liu'er, if you want to say that, my brother has to ask you." After speaking, he pointed his finger at me, his face was full of grief and indignation, hating that iron could not become steel, "Just this little bastard, ah, don't film well, make trouble for me outside, don't talk about Liu'er you, I want to unload him into eight pieces and throw him out to feed the dogs, too two, too special to mix, but no rut, he is now the big man in this play, don't hide it from you, I wanted to abolish the girl when I received a call yesterday, but the director told me that now he wants to take the lead in this play, and he can't shoot all the horse battles without him, I'm also in a hurry, according to Liu'er, you have this kind of thing, Brother, can I immediately transfer another stand-in to come? Yes! But time is not rushed. When a new actor comes over, it will take a month just to get acquainted with Ma, not to mention the familiarity with the actor, Lin Yurou you know, recognize him now, change to another actor and don't shoot, I don't have a rut, Brother Jianshe is waiting on it, how dare I go wrong? ā
Liuzi was depressed, his head swayed back and forth, upside down, as if he had not taken drugs, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Brother Sen, what you say, I have been beaten for nothing?" ā
When Mr. Wang heard this, he pushed the money to the sixth son, "These are the sincerity of my brother." ā
The sixth son pushed the money back, with great force, with anger: "Don't use the money to insult me and talk about things." ā
When I said this, my heart swished, staring at the pile of money and swallowing saliva, and said in my heart: It's so good that the dog is mixed up, tens of thousands of yuan are humiliating to him, and Lao Tzu doesn't even have five hundred in his body, so he wants to stand in the position of the sixth son and let others take the money and humiliate him.
The sixth son didn't want money, Mr. Wang's face darkened, he looked at me sideways, his eyes were cold, he took a few heavy breaths, turned back to his follower and said, "Give me a bottle of wine." ā
The attendant turned around, took out a bottle of yellow Budweiser from the box in the back, and handed it to Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang took the wine bottle and looked at me, his expression was serious, vague, and a little tragic?
I don't really understand, is he going to finish a bottle of Budweiser in one gulp?
The next second, I understood, Mr. Wang held the wine in his hand and said to the sixth son: "Isn't it just a smash on the head?" That bastard boy wants to film, you can't smash it, but if you don't smash Liu'er, you feel uncomfortable, so dripping, this time, my brother will suffer. ā
Saying that, the wine bottle was handed to the sixth son, full of justice and righteousness.
The sixth son is helpless, and people in society love righteousness the most, but they are also most afraid of righteousness.
Mr. Wang's hand is almost the incarnation of Guan Erye, and the heroic spirit is popping out, and he can't cover it.
Don't talk about the six sons, I was all moved, don't want it. I have dealt with so many things, and I have never seen a person like Mr. Wang who can go all out and go all out.
I couldn't stand when I boarded, so I stepped forward in three or two steps to express my opinion: "Mr. Wang......"
As soon as he shouted, he was angrily reprimanded by Mr. Wang: "Shut up! Then he pointed with his index finger and looked angry, "I'll talk about your business later, you shut up for me now." ā
After reprimanding me, he looked at Liuzi again, and his tone was very gentle, "He can't smash it, you smash me, give, take it, it's okay, come up to my brother, my brother has practiced iron head skills, it's not your fault to smash to death, smash until you are not angry." While speaking, the beer was stuffed into Liuzi's hand, and then he lowered his head, gave Liuzi a head melon, and said to himself: "Smash!" You're welcome, I don't blame you for the bleeding after smashing, Brother Jianshe won't know about it. ā
Liuzi was helpless and angry, weighing the wine bottle in his hand, whirring angrily, his eyes locked on me, as if he wanted to eat people.
Inexplicably, I was stimulated by that gaze in my heart, and I felt that things should not be done this way.
I provoked the matter, I beat the people, Mr. Wang and I are not related to each other, and he invited people to dinner, and he spent money to apologize, and now he has to knock his head with a wine bottle, what kind of spirit is this?
The spirit of self-denial and self-interest.
In this case, if the sixth son smashes him, what I owe him is not as simple as 50,000 yuan, I owe someone money, no matter how much, there is always a number, and it can be paid off.
But I owe favors, I can't say it.
But the six sons of the people want to take my arm.
If you want to say that everyone has a deep relationship, I owe favors or say, this is not a relative, if Mr. Wang is smashed, will I have to give him a life in the future?
In fact, if Mr. Wang doesn't interfere in this matter, according to my own practice, the hook will be twisted and run away, who cares which onion your sixth son is, and you have the ability to come to my hometown to find me?
But look at this posture, Mr. Wang is holding the name of that construction brother to press the sixth son, what does it mean? It shows that the sixth son does not take Mr. Wang in his eyes at all. Otherwise, after communicating on the phone in the car, this matter will not be pursued again, and he will find it after only a day?
The sixth son of Ren is not an ordinary social person, and if something happens, he must find a place to go, otherwise he will not give up.
Thinking about it before and after, thinking about it, I felt that I couldn't be silent anymore, I had to do something.
Since Mr. Wang can't put the six sons on the table, it shows that the six sons really have some social energy, and I, a foreigner, have no social foundation except for the sharp hands and feet, and I can't afford to provoke the six sons, so I should apologize.
Didn't Liuzi say that he had to smash me? It's simple, I'll stick out my head and smash him, as long as this thing can be passed, what's the point of being smashed? It's better than him sticking to me like kraft candy.
Erjin came up, I couldn't control it, I stepped up in three or two steps, and I was angry, "Don't say it, it's just a smash on the head, come!" ā
As soon as I finished speaking, I was dragged by two people, and the director said next to me: "What nonsense, how can you shoot tomorrow if you smash it?" ā
I wiped my bald head and stalked my neck: "It's okay, anyway, I have to wear a hood and stick fake braids, and it doesn't matter if I have a scar on my head." ā
After speaking, he broke away with both hands, and his head went straight over to smash Liuzi, "Come on, put your head up, don't make it difficult for Mr. Wang." ā
It's too late, it's fast, my strength is great, it is effortless to break away from the two of them, and I rushed to Liuzi in an instant.
The six sons have also been resentful for a long time, seeing a big bald head rushing straight in front of him, without thinking about it, the bottle fell in his hand, there was a crisp sound, the wine bottle was shattered, and the beer wet my head and face.
There was silence all around, and everyone was confused.
I wasn't stunned, I just felt weird, I touched my bald head with my hand, my expression was dazed, I didn't have time to think about anything else, I just asked blankly: "Now you are relieved?" ā
Liuzi lost half of the wine bottle, wiped his hands with a tissue, and said slowly: "Brother Sen, give you face, I only smashed him, and his head was not rotten, so this matter has been revealed." ā
Later, Mr. Wang's assistant rushed over, grabbed my arm and pulled me back, asked me to sit on the chair, and said with concern: "Does it hurt?" Is your head dizzy? Do you want to go to the hospital? ā
I shook my head and wiped the wine on my head with a tissue next to me, feeling weird, but I couldn't say why.
Why did the wine bottle hit the head without the imaginary pain?
I felt a small piece of glass residue in my hand, took it down, pinched it in my hand, and it was actually sticky?!
In an instant, I understood that the wine bottle was not a real bottle at all, it was a film and television prop.