Damn, so many competitors?

Seeing the crowd, Huang Xu walked to the corner: "Trouble, squeeze." "Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" in the white eyes of that young Taoist, he arched him open.

The young Taoist rolled his eyes and was about to have a seizure. The old Taoist next to him was about his master, "Are you ready for the magic weapon or something?" ”

The young Taoist priest replied impatiently: "Ready, you have been asking these words since you got up, are you annoying?" ”

Old Taoist: "Mention the spirit of today's work, and there must be no problems." When I'm done, I'll buy you a ...... Profound...... Expand. ”

The young Taoist priest was full of annoyance: "I thought you were going to buy me an Audi, but it turned out to be Alto, I have never seen someone as stingy as you." No, no, it's a million. Grass mud horse, it must be an Audi A6. ”

Lao Dao: "What are you talking about, A6, that's five or six hundred thousand yuan." Grass you Ma, a total of only one million, you have to share more than half, why? ”

The two began to quarrel in a low voice, and heard Huang Xu sweating profusely beside him: Is this still a monk, it is not a parallel import, and it seems that these two people are a temporary combination, and they are not real masters and apprentices.

One million and one million, this is an astronomical amount for ordinary people, who can not be tempted?

It seems that everyone here is running for money.

Looking at the other people in the living room, a fat monk was holding a prayer bead and chanting in a low voice. From time to time, he looked up at everyone, his eyes full of greed and vigilance.

The feng shui gentleman with the compass sat upright, pretending to be sanctimonious.

As for the fortune-telling old woman, she was so busy eating the refreshments on the coffee table, even if the bamboo tube fell to the ground and the sticks were scattered all over the place.

Huang Xu was amused in his heart, and his heart was also stable. Looking at the appearance of these people, they are not serious people, it is not good to say that they are liars who come to fish in troubled waters, just by looking at feng shui, fortune telling, and practicing magic, Shi Zhen can lose weight, is it possible?

Originally, as a college graduate who was born in New China and grew up under the red flag and had been educated in materialism for many years, Huang Xu did not believe in things like strange forces and gods. But even if he encountered such a strange thing as dimensional space, this belief was shaken: perhaps, there is indeed a mysterious existence in this heaven and earth that ordinary people cannot understand and observe, right?

If Shi Zhen really relied on unconventional means and relied on things like Dao Fa Immortal Magic to lose weight, wouldn't he have come for nothing today.

It can be seen that these so-called high-ranking people are filthy and dirty, not human-shaped, and most of them are afraid of liars. In this way, there is nothing to worry about.

Next to them, the "master and apprentice" were still arguing in a whisper.

"No, no, Audi definitely can't, it's going to go down a notch."

"How can I go down, in the past, all the business was found by me."

"What are you looking for, but I presided over the incident, which is the core competitiveness. Surrender, otherwise I will turn around and leave, how can you do it, earn that one million yourself. ”

"Hmph, then down, Audi A4."

"No, no, A3."

Two Taoists, one old and one young, bargained, and lowered all the way from Audi A6 to A1 before an agreement was reached.

At this time, the great monk Huo, who had been bowing his head and chanting the scriptures, stood up: "Mr. Song! ”

Including Huang Xuzai, everyone looked up and looked up.

I saw a middle-aged man in an overcoat walking down from the upper floor. If you are not mistaken, this person should be one of the two chairmen of Jixiang Shoes Group, Song Qingyang, the husband of Chairman Shi Zhenshi.

He pointed to the people in the living room with an angry face and shouted to the housekeeping: "What's going on, why are there so many inexplicable people in the house, kick them all out for me!" ”

The housekeeper looked embarrassed: "Boss, these guests are all invited by Shi Dong, if they are all driven away...... Wait for her to ask......"

Song Qingyang was furious: "Let me ask you, who in this family has the final say, and who do you want to listen to?" ”

The owner's attitude was not good, and the feng shui gentleman stood up with a light cough and sang a big promise: "This is Mr. Song, I see that there is a big problem with the feng shui layout in your house." The entrance is located in the northeast corner of the two black soil, after entering the house, you must first turn to the east six platinum, which is originally good. But once he entered the middle palace, the old man found that there was a big problem. Look at your dome of the eight hundred, the fourth floor is connected, and how it gathers energy. If this person's fortune is scattered, it will not be able to be recovered. ”

As he spoke, the compass in his hand was still swaying left and right in front of Song Qingyang, and the compass on it was dripping and turning.

Song Qingyang is obviously an assertive, he has been in business all his life, and he has never seen any kind of liar. His eyes sharpened: "You said that there is a problem with my family's feng shui, what does it have to do with my mother-in-law being fat?" ”

Mr. Feng Shui: "The righteous qi disperses with the dome of your house, and the evil qi naturally enters, presumably into Chairman Shi's body, which makes Chairman Shi fat." If you want to break this game, you have to install a floor slab on this patio. ”

"Joke, if you say a word from you, I'm going to build a lot of construction. I've seen a lot of scammers like you, get out! If you talk nonsense again, call the police and arrest you and sentence you to a few years in prison. Song Qingyang Tieqing drank violently, stretched out his hand, and directly lifted Mr. Feng Shui from the ground and threw it outside.

There was a thudding sound.

Huang Xu felt sympathy when he heard it: This feng shui gentleman is really pretending to be forced to be grass!

After blasting Mr. Feng Shui out, Song Qingyang's vicious gaze fell on the face of the great monk chanting Buddha.

A big man like him, with hundreds of millions of assets, and tens of thousands of employees in charge, naturally carries majesty. The great monk's face changed greatly, the rosary in his hand was broken, and it rolled everywhere in the living room.

Letting go of the big monk, Song Qingyang turned his head to stare at the old woman who told fortunes.

The old woman trembled: "Shi ...... Donor, you, you, you have a bad omen......"

"Get out!" Song Qingyang was very dissatisfied with his wife for making so many cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods go home, and completely broke out: "Get out, call the property, call the security guard!" ”

"I'm here, I'm ...... go," the old woman was so frightened that she couldn't help but retreat.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two Taoist priests, an old man and a young man, who had reached an agreement on what car to buy, hurriedly stood up and were about to sing an opening remark.

I only heard the rumbling sound of the floor, and a fat woman rushed down: "Song Qingyang, what are you doing, these are all guests I invited." Stop it, don't be rude to the master! ”

The sound is crisp and nice. If you just listen to the sound, you really think of the master's family as a big beauty. Only a big beauty has such a tactful voice like a yellow bird.

Seeing this person, the fortune teller, the old woman, the great monk, and the two Taoist priests said happily at the same time: "Chairman Shi, tell Mr. Song that we were invited by you." ”

That's right, the fat man who came down was Song Qingyang's wife Shi Zhen. Huang Xu looked up and couldn't help but cry out in his heart: It's a pity!

To tell the truth, although Shi Zhen is in his forties and almost fifty, his facial features are beautiful and dignified, his eyes are watery as if he wants to speak, and his skin is as white as condensation. It can be seen that more than 20 years ago, she was a very beautiful girl. Even if a person reaches middle age and has a good body, he still has a plump beauty.

No wonder she and Song Qingyang are so troubled that they are about to divorce, but Mr. Song still refuses to separate. After all, they have been husband and wife for many years, and love has been transformed into strong family affection. Second, Shi Zhen is fat, but she is still a little beautiful, which makes Mr. Song even more reluctant.

However, this Shi Zhen is too fat, right?

She was only 1.60 meters tall, but she weighed 150 pounds. Fat was piled up on her body, with a huge swimming ring on her waist, a thick neck that could no longer be found, and two chins under her chin.

For such a fat person, it is naturally difficult to buy clothes, and it all depends on customization. There's no style to speak of, anyway, it's just a hemp bag with three openings and just a face down.

Yes, it's really a pity, even if Shi Zhen loses twenty pounds, or even ten pounds, she is still a beauty.

Shi Zhen rushed down from the upper floor, and the stairs rumbled when he stepped on them, giving people an unbearable sense of oppression. Every time I make an action, the fat on my body rises and falls, which is thrilling to watch.

In addition, he didn't clean up and dressed up just now, and his hair was unkempt, Song Qingyang felt a deep disgust in his heart when he saw his wife, and said in his heart: How did I sleep with this ghost woman last night, am I stupid?

"What am I doing, what am I doing, you ask me, I have to ask you." Mr. Song became angry namelessly, pointed at a room of people with his fingers, and scolded: "Look at what you have done in the past few days, and lure some inexplicable people back." I'm so tired from work, I just want to get clean when I get home. But when I came back, I saw all these things. It's burning incense again, and it's dancing god, what kind of place is home? Shi Zhen, if you are sick and cured, don't fix these useless things. ”

Shi Zhen is also a person with a bad temper, and when she saw her husband's bad attitude, she also became angry, and shouted: "What disease, who is sick?" ”

"Who knows if I'm sick, at least I'm not sick, and I'm not as fat as a pig. I think you're lazy with this problem, you eat and sleep every day, sleep and eat, and it's strange that you don't grow meat. ”

This word "pig" aroused the anger in Chairman Shi's chest, and she laughed instead of being angry: "Song Qingyang, what are you talking about, who is a pig?" You are busy in the company from morning to night, and my wife also works in the company, but I didn't go home earlier than you. Giggles, in your Song Qingyang's mind, our family's business is all earned by you alone, and I, Shi Zhen, am the one who sits back and enjoys it? Don't forget, when you started your business, my wife was not idle at home, and she did more work than you. surnamed Song, do you remember what happened to be laid off 20 years ago, yes, yes, you were a state-owned worker at that time, and you were embarrassed to go to the practice stall, for fear of losing your face. The old lady is not afraid, the old lady makes zongzi at home, cooks it, and has to get up early in the morning to push it to the street to sell. Later, when the business grows bigger, you become the chairman and general manager, and you like to show up. At this time, you have face. I don't want to think about it, your face is not made by the old lady who got up early and worked in the dark. By the way, you like to go to work so much now, and when you come home, you cry tired, are you squeezed dry by the little fox outside? ”

A man, especially a successful person like Song Qingyang, is most taboo for others to mention his past. The wife is buried in front of so many outsiders. I couldn't hold my face for a while, my eyes were red, and I scolded: "Shi Zhen, I just don't want to see so many outsiders at home, and I want to go home from work and have a clean time, is it too much?" Lao Tzu is someone outside, let's go for a walk, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a divorce today. ”

On the spur of the moment, Song Qingyang reached over and grabbed Shi Zhen's clothes.

"Let go of me!" Shi Zhen screamed and slapped her husband in the face.

The two suddenly became a mess, these two people were from the bottom, and at this moment, they were angry and didn't care about the "stinky woman" and "little deflated three" and scolded indiscriminately.

In an instant, the living room was in chaos, the antique vase fell to the ground and shattered, the TV on the TV wall was also torn off, and the tea on the coffee table flowed to the ground......

Huang Xu was dumbfounded: This and this...... This is too hot, isn't it?

From the words of the two of them, we know that Song Qingyang and Shi Zhen lived a difficult life in their early years, and it is not easy to get along with each other to get to this day, as for the trouble, is it like this?

Moreover, the two of them have no affair, and they still have feelings for each other. Just because the two of them are impulsive, they have come to this point, it's not worth it!

The immortals fought, the mortals suffered, and Huang Xu, as a guest, couldn't do anything, so he hurriedly retreated to the side and shook his head.

He glanced at the others, but his heart was full of disdain. These charlatans saw that the two of them were fighting together, especially when they saw that Shi Zhen had the upper hand, and their expressions were full of joy. It is estimated that I wish Chairman Shi would beat Chairman Song away quickly, so as not to let Song Qingyang ruin their good deeds and block their financial path.