Chapter 80: The Waves Are Too Bad (Continue to Ask for Recommendation Votes and Collections)

At 8:30 p.m., Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk came out of the stall again.

Compared with the general night stalls, Mao Sanbai and the warrior monks are indeed a little late, usually they go out at 6 o'clock in the evening, but today it is 8:30.

However, Mao Sanbai and the warrior monks didn't particularly care, after all, they barely had much business between 6:00~8:00.

This is actually quite sad to say, generally speaking, those who do business have their own customer base, and the customer base of Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk, hehe..... it is difficult to describe it.

And just when Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk came out of the stall.

Manager Song, who returned home, looked at the empty room and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Don't worry, this is not a divorce, the child ran away with the mother or something like that.

It's just that his child followed his wife to some parent-child summer camp and left him alone at home.

Originally, Manager Song also wanted to ask for leave and go with him, but there was no way, Mao Sanbai didn't come back, and the warrior monk didn't come back, so he had no way to ask for leave at all.

Thinking of this, Manager Song couldn't help but be indignant.

"How many people are there in this department? These two little rabbit cubs are all sick at this time, so that even I have to go to work every day this summer! ”

Thinking of this, Manager Song immediately felt that there was a breath in his stomach, and he was bulging there.

After sitting at home for a while, Manager Song looked at the kitchen, and after thinking for a while, he decided to go out and buy something to eat.

Shanghai men are different from other places, the men here have a bit of a small man's tone, so generally Shanghai men can cook.

However, if you live alone now, then the average man will still order takeout most of the time unless necessary.

It's not that the food I make is not delicious, it's just lazy.

Manager Song also thinks so, anyway, his wife and children are not there, so it is better to go out and buy something to eat, and make do with it.

Thinking of this, Manager Song pushed the door and went out.

When he went out, Manager Song immediately muttered to himself.

"I heard that there is a bandit fried rice in the neighborhood recently, it seems to be quite popular, do you want to go there and buy some fried rice to eat? Anyway, what kind of broken name is this, bandit fried rice! Why don't you call it wanted fried rice? ”

While muttering, Manager Song walked towards Mao Sanbai's stall.

At this time, Mao Sanbai didn't know that his own reputation was so big that even his boss knew about it.

And more importantly, his boss suddenly wanted to come over and try it.

At 9 o'clock, Mao Sanbai and the warrior monks began to become lively.

The thugs began to arrive one after another, and some of the guests who got off work also began to come here to buy some fried rice, fried noodles and the like.

Of course, the average guest is mostly packed. They wanted to sit too, but when they saw so many people sitting at the table with tattoos on their bodies and colorful hair, they all chose to pack up and leave.

Since Brother Li brought this group of thugs over that day, this place has inexplicably become a canteen for these people.

Soon, Manager Song rode his battery car to Mao 300 and their booth.

After coming to the stall, Manager Song was startled, this is really bandit fried rice, none of the guests in front of him look like good people!

Wait a minute, why does this boss look a little familiar inexplicably.

At this time, because the front of the stall was full of guests, Manager Song did not see the faces of Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk clearly.

However, he is the leader of Mao Sanbai and the warrior monks, just looking at his figure, he still feels a little familiar.

Although there were some doubts, Manager Song did not delve into it, and soon he joined the team.

As the fried rice and fried noodles in front of him were fried one by one, Manager Song also began to gradually approach the stall.

After waiting in line for about 15 minutes, it was finally Manager Song's turn.

"Hello, what do you need to eat??"

"Oh, just get me a fried rice." Manager Song said lightly.

After the general manager finished speaking, Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk were stunned at the same time, they all felt that this voice was inexplicably familiar, so they subconsciously raised their heads and looked ahead.

This doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you see the two of you, you were trembling, especially Mao Sanbai, who almost waved it at Manager Song with a rice spoon.

There's no way, if this thing doesn't make people amnesia, I'm afraid I won't be able to get by.

When the warrior monk and Manager Song looked up at Manager Song, Manager Song also looked at the two people in front of him with a look of surprise.

The two people in front of him were too much like the two people he remembered.

6 stared at each other, time seemed to have stopped, and the three of Mao Sanbai Warrior Monk and Manager Song all looked at each other and did not speak for a while.

After a while, Mao Sanbai said with a serious face.

"Hello sir, don't stare at me, I know I may look like some of your acquaintances, but you should understand that there are more than 6 billion people in this world, and it is normal to look similar! I'm the legendary Volkswagen face and Volkswagen body, so don't get me wrong! ”

After Mao Sanbai finished speaking, Manager Song rolled his eyes directly, aren't you saying that there are no silver three hundred taels here? Also, what misconceptions do you have about the public face and the public body?

You're called a bandit fried rice, why don't you have a little bit of a count? If the public face is like you, then wouldn't the police be busy to death?

Looking at Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk speechlessly, Manager Song shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said.

"Your business is not bad, but the problem is that one of you told me that you were discharged from the hospital with pneumonia and had just recovered from a serious illness and needed to stay in bed for two months. Why are you lying in bed here, why are you lying in bed in the open air? Manager Song looked at Mao Sanbai and couldn't help but sneer.

Mao Sanbai's face was full of embarrassment.

Soon, Manager Song set his sights on the warrior monks beside Mao Sanbai.

"You have a herniated disc in your lumbar spine, you have frozen shoulder, you have a knee injury that you can't stand for a long time, and you need to stay in bed for three months, so what do I see now?"

Warrior Monk: "......"

……

In the end, Manager Song left.

Looking at the back of Manager Song leaving, Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk didn't know what to say.

"Three hundred, do you think we will be expelled?" The warrior monk said with some concern.

Glancing at the warrior monk, Mao Sanbai said lightly.

"When I first entered the Hua Pavilion, something happened in the Hua Pavilion."

"What's the matter?" The warrior monk was stunned, but he didn't understand why Mao Sanbai would suddenly say such a thing.

After a pause, Mao Sanbai continued.

"The most chaotic department in a hotel or state-owned enterprise must be the purchasing department!"

"I've heard of this, it seems that whether it's a hotel or a restaurant, the purchasing department is basically very chaotic." The warrior monk nodded in agreement.