"Sister Xuan......"

Hu Lai wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask directly, but after Wang Jian left, he slowly moved to the side of "Sister Xuan" and made a gesture with his hand to wipe his neck.

"Do you have what it takes?"

In a word, he directly pushed back the words prepared by Hu Lai. Wang Jian's combat power just now was comparable to that of a Super Saiyan, and he had seen it all the way, especially when he threw the terrifying little bitch on the table opposite, it was so fast that people couldn't see it clearly, if it was someone else, it would be just that, but this little bitch is more or less a master, and taekwondo is also a black belt level, and three or five strong men can't get to the side. Such a person was made by the dirt bun just now like catching a chicken, and if you want to touch that guy's moldy head, I'm afraid it won't work without thirty or fifty people. No.12 The Value of a Signature (Part I)

"Do things with a little brains in the future, such a strange thing is very simple, and if you can't use the strong, you will use the deception."

"Liar?" Hu Qu snorted and rolled up his sleeves: "Let me go find dozens of brothers, so that he can't eat today's lunch in minutes." ”

"Heh, it's not a small tone." Sister Xuan glanced at Hu Qu with great disdain: "You weigh your own weight, it's not for your brother's sake, I would have let you get out of here, just a little gangster." ”

"I ......"

As soon as Hu Qu wanted to do it, he was grabbed by Hu Lai's arm, and Hu Lai apologized on his behalf: "Sister Xuan, my brother is still not sensible, don't blame her." ”

Hu Lai's heart is pounding now, if Hu Qu dared to talk to this little bitch like this in the past, he would have been rewarded with a few slaps and insults. I don't know what the little bitch is complaining about today, but she seems to be in a very good mood, and she doesn't seem to have time to deal with nonsense. But even so, if it is too much, Hu Qu will have to be tossed, and he will have to be sat down.

But just as he guessed, Sister Xuan seemed to be in a really bright mood today, not only did she not care about Hu Qu's face was not a face, and her nose was not a nose, but she jumped off the table with a light No.12 signature value (above), and pulled the clothes on her body to the position above the navel and tied a knot, revealing her white belly: "How is it?" Is it pure enough? ”

I have to say that although Lin Wu'er, the dead ghost father of "Sister Xuan", looks very ugly, but in the end there is a beautiful daughter-in-law, and the daughter is also slim and slim, if it were not for the cruel and changeable personality, I am afraid that she would have become a good daughter-in-law for those famous families in the capital.

After a little disguise, Lin Yaxuan, who instantly looked like a female college student, suddenly became youthful, she didn't even look at Hu Lai and Hu Go, put on her coat, whistled and got out of the office.

"Brother, this slut ......" Hu went to clench his fists, and his fingernails were about to be buckled into the flesh: "I can't wait to rape her first and then kill her!" ”

Hu Lai sighed, his mustache curled, and patted Hu Qu's shoulder: "I thought that Old Man Lin was dead, and we, the old courtiers, would be able to share some benefits, but I didn't expect to be ridden on the head by such a little girl in the end." ”

"How long are you going to put me up with it? Why don't we go out, with your connections and my brother, there will be a dragon wherever you go! ”

Hu Lai shook his head and gently patted the white ash on Hu Qu's back somewhere: "Bear with it, don't you want to rape that little bitch first and then kill it?" ”

"Brother...... What are you going to do? ”

Hu sat down in the boss's chair, turned around on the spot, looked at "Sister Xuan" who was starting the car outside and muttered for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "Come on, this time she will lose the bet, and she will be yours at that time." ”

And Lin Yaxuan, who didn't know about this, opened the car window in the cold wind of March, looking for Wang Jian's figure along the street, her expression was full of expectation.

As for Wang Sanye, he was squatting next to a stove that sold roasted sweet potatoes, chatting with the uncle who sold sweet potatoes while waiting for the bus to return. The last school I wanted to go to had to give up because of the relationship that had been delayed for too long in that fucking club, after all, I was entrusted by people to be loyal to people, and if people cooked it again, the bone powder soup was about to freeze.

At the moment when Wang Jian's bus started, "Sister Xuan's" car had just arrived, and she looked for a long time, but she couldn't find Wang Jian's person. Her face turned green with anger, and she bit her lower lip and sat in the car snorting and snorting.

"Hello? Hu Lai, that person's resume is still with you? Check it out for me! ”

The angry "Sister Xuan" asked Hu Lai to check on Wang Jian, and of course Hu Lai dealt with it very seriously. But when the phone hung up, Hu Lai whistled lightly and threw a cigarette to Hu Go:

"It's work, Sister Xuan asked you to check on the grandson just now."

"Brother, do you still call her Sister Xuan?"

"Bark, of course you have to bark, you have to follow me to bark, it's easy for people to pinch us to death now, we are two dogs."

Hu Qu laughed when he heard it: "Then our sister Xuan must not become a ** immediately?" ”

"But that guy, I really wish I could follow me, he's definitely a talent."

"Then you're still calling that a**? I don't understand what you're doing. ”

Hu Lai laughed and patted Hu Qu's head hard: "You, the road is still long, study hard." ”

Wang Jian, who was talked about as a topic, felt a slight itch in his nostrils all the way, he didn't know what the specific reason was, but he thought it might be related to the strong smell of inferior perfume on the old lady standing in front of him on the bus. This taste...... Compared with the smell of the little lady who Wang Jian looked at unpleasantly just now, that is, big dung is better than Moutai, although there are always perverts who like the smell of dung, but most normal people love Moutai......

After returning to the community, Wang Jian found that there were four or five cars parked at the door of his "home", there were two public cars and two or three extremely high-end private cars, the buses were Buick and Audi, and the private car only had a Bentley with a logo of ** Zhang Liang's wings Wang Jian knew, and the other logo was a dung fork and another car with two big m overlapping together, Wang Jian couldn't name it at all.

But these have nothing to do with Wang Jian, he just glanced twice, then opened the "home" door, took out the earthworms that had been dried, put them in a disposable lunch box, and reflexively walked to the old man's house.

Before Wang Jian knocked on the door, the door of the old man's house was opened with a creak, and the old man behind the door completely lost his usual appearance of an old naughty boy, with a stern and serious face, like an old pedant.

"Ah, let people cook?"

"Go, don't be big or small." The old man lowered his voice and instructed Wang Jian: "This is a commercial expression, don't make a fuss later." My family has arrived. ”

Wang Jian groaned, and while changing his shoes, he looked at the roe deer inside: "Do you have a granddaughter?" ”

"Don't make a fuss! If you don't have a granddaughter, you just have a grandson, do you want it? ”

Wang Jian grimaced, shrugged his shoulders, put on his shoes and entered the door. After entering, he didn't forget to talk to the old man: "Leave your grandson to those working people in need." ”

However, Wang Jian is still a decent person in the end, although he talks a lot of nonsense in the corridor, but when he walked into the living room, he changed into a well-dressed gentleman.

He glanced at the room full of people, and found that the old man's wife, younger brother and daughter-in-law, son and daughter-in-law, nephew and nephew, grandchildren and daughters-in-law, etc., were also looking at Wang Jian with a strange look.

That look gave Wang Jian the feeling that he was looking at a liar who was peddling a cure-all for the elderly on the street. This made him laugh, and he had to take his box of earthworms and go headlong into the attic.

Not long after going up, the old man and the old man's younger brother followed behind and walked up with a lot of things that Wang Jian needed.

Only then did Wang Jian find out that the old man's younger brother seemed to meet the indicators of a leading cadre, such as a big belly, baldness, full of officialdom, strict expression, etc., anyway, it looked like that.

"I'll start with a few brief remarks."

The old man's high-ranking brother opened his mouth and said an official sentence to Wang Jian. But before he could continue, Wang Jian coughed: "I don't have time to listen, you can't get down for three hours after you say a few simple words." It's useless when things are cold. ”

As he spoke, he handed the lunch box to the old man: "Go and pulp the things here...... It's a little disgusting, and you're going to get it. ”

Then he began to stir up the big pot of strange and strange bone meal soup, and added flour, egg whites and other things to it while stirring, and when the old man brought the box of earthworms in the bowl and brought it up, the casserole was simply unbearable, a big black lump, exuding a huge bad smell, which made Wang Jian retch several times.

"Ouch, that's disgusting......"

After Wang Jian finished stirring, he stuck his head out of the air window and took a few deep breaths to ease up, and then stirred more violently, then picked up the bowl of extremely heavy earthworm paste and poured it down, and continued to work as a humanoid blender.

"If you can't stand it anymore, just go down and wait, it will take about half an hour to see the effect."

The old man and his brother looked at each other, and both shook their heads firmly, and stood up straight, impassioned like martyrs on the battlefield.

"Okay, you don't want to eat at noon."

After speaking, Wang Jian began to dip his eyebrow pencil in the yellow, black, and black things little by little on the broken edge of the chair, and said while wiping it back: "This looks simple, but this process is the most important, if there is a little unevenness, then it will be wasted." ”

After wiping off the fractures on both sides, Wang Jian suddenly raised his voice: "Get some milk!" ”

The hot milk that had been prepared for a lifetime was immediately handed to Wang Jian's hand, and Wang Jian drank it all with a grunt: "I'm starving to death...... After squatting for a long time, I almost had low blood sugar. ”

The two old men were almost fainted by Wang Jian's shock, and the expressions of the two brothers became a little strange, just like Wang Jian just now, they didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"The formula of these two sides is different, and it will react when touched together, and it depends on whether it can be successful!"

Sure enough, with Wang Jian's words, the broken leg of the chair was pressed up violently, and then a violent bubble sound came from the interface, and then a smell that could stun people rushed straight to the clouds, defeating Hunan stinky tofu!

Of course, Wang Jian was so dizzy that he was smoked, but he still tried his best to hold down the two ends of the stool to prevent the break from cracking again at this most critical juncture.

Just pressed it like this for about ten minutes, and when Wang Jian's tiger mouth was pressed until it turned blue, the perverted stench finally began to dissipate, and a crystal clear bag bulged up at the fracture, although it was not very beautiful, but when Wang Jian lifted the stool of more than 100 catties, he found that the broken leg had been completely glued.

Seeing this scene, although the three people present were all sweating, they all breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Jian sat on the ground even more tired, and spread his hands: "No, the labor cost will be increased by 20%!" ”

The old man's hands trembled with excitement, where did he care about money or not, and pointed to the stool tremblingly: "Okay...... Okay? ”

Wang Jian touched the hot joint with his hand and nodded heavily: "I'll start polishing now, this is post-processing." Go down and wait, and when I'm done, I'll move the chair down and show you. ”

"Okay...... Would you like something to eat? Look you're tired. ”

"Is there a steamed bun? I'm hungry, it's too draining......"

As he spoke, the old man and his brother rushed down to prepare steamed buns for Wang Jian, and even made the old professor who had been teaching for decades excitedly scold his son for a few steamed buns.

And Wang Jian began to polish the repair very attentively, and his eyes were like treating his own son. !!