Let me introduce you to a person, our Uncle Fu, who is definitely a legend to me, a good boy. Eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, smoking, cheating, cheating, and robbing, he occupies everything, as for stealing, our Uncle Fu disdains it.

When I was an intern, I was under him, and in our industry, he was my master, but I never called him a master. Uncle, Uncle Fu.

He didn't have the surname Fu, and there was no Fu in his name, the reason why he was called so was because he impersonated him at the beginning, and finally he had to say his real name when he applied for a health certificate, and he was already called a habitual title, and no one changed it.

Everyone must remember the Wenchuan earthquake, Uncle Fu was in the epicenter at that time, and he was lucky to survive. He has a low education (it seems that he didn't graduate from junior high school), and when he first came out of society, he had no money or skills, so he could only work as a nurse in a hospital and compete for jobs with a group of old men.

He has a bad record, he doesn't work hard, he is lazy and does not do his usual things. On the day of the earthquake, he was sleeping in a corner of the basement where no one was around, when he suddenly felt the ground shake, and he rubbed it and rushed out.

Bang! Hospitals, buildings, shopping malls, streets...... All of them collapsed, full of ghosts, and he was the only living thing. Although I have never experienced that scene, I am also terrified of it.

Things in the world are really unreasonable, if Uncle Fu works hard and works seriously, I can't say that I can't meet him, and I mourn for him for three minutes every year. As the saying goes, the scourge lasts for thousands of years, and it should be him.

Don't look at him now with a big belly, almost bald, when he was young, he was a standard little white face (that is, the kind that all men hate and envy), I believe what he said, the photo on his ID card is really handsome and has nothing to say (Speaking of this, I want to roar, buddy is so handsome, I was so ugly on my ID card!) ）

Uncle Fu was fostered, that is, the kind of care that does not have to go to work, eats and drinks at home all day long, and is only responsible for bathing and sleeping. It's really unreasonable, I've never taken off a single since I was 24 years old, he's a big bastard, a stinky hooligan, and he can swing his tail and be happy.

The most infuriating thing is that he was tired of being raised, kicked some money, changed the number, bought a ticket, and ran away!

Why! Why! Uncle Fu can have a choice, why can I only die alone!

The little money in his pocket, where is enough for him to spend, and within a few days, his bag will be empty, and he will be exhausted. What to do? Go to the park to step on it first, and then find a dark and windy night, meet a little couple, and grab it directly, so that you can get the money for several meals.

With such a quick job, Uncle Fu naturally did it every once in a while, so in the end he was imprisoned and became a prisoner, and he had a lot of labor reform.

After coming out of there, he didn't have much money on him, and he wanted to find a job, but he had no education or skills, so he naturally ran into walls everywhere and wandered around.

He didn't starve to death, he found a job, a job he had never thought of before, and never disdained to do—the food runner, the person in the restaurant who was responsible for delivering the food from the kitchen to the waiter. The occupation with the lowest status and the lowest salary.

The reason why there is such a big change is because he fell in love with the waiter in the restaurant, a beautiful, sexy, and cold woman. I have to take back the sentence that he has no skills, he has skills, and the skills of picking up girls with one hand are simply the objects of my worship.

He can take down a beautiful woman by taking a train, and it is upside down, even if the waiter is beautiful, sexy, and cold, the person who chases her is a subway, and it is finally taken down by Uncle Fu, and it is like the kind of woman who loves a man in the TV series, and the kind that loves to die and live.

Uncle Fu should have loved her at that time, and Uncle Fu did not hesitate to bathe the guests for her, of course, not with warm water showers, but with hot vegetable soup.

The woman is beautiful, and she happened to meet a lascivious guest, holding her hand, Uncle Fu just ran in and saw his girlfriend being molested, and without saying a word, he threw the "chicken pot" in his hand to the pervert, and he screamed when he was hot.

The customer is God, can God be wrong? Even if it's wrong, it's right. You see, those nuns are not all going to dedicate their lives to God, but they are just teasing, and they are not a big deal.

The restaurant manager came forward and apologized, apologized, and lost money, and the pervert went out scolding, and the money was deducted from Uncle Fu's salary, and Uncle Fu needed to earn it without eating or drinking for two months.

If it is an ordinary person, he can only swallow bitter water into his stomach, but since he is Uncle Fu, then this matter is not over. He immediately called, summoned the brothers in the rivers and lakes, and surrounded the perverts with baseball bats, and the frightened perverts peed and cried on the spot, obediently handed over the money, and vowed never to come to this restaurant again.

I listened to this with great enthusiasm, good! Club! Don't think we're easy to bully.

That group of brothers was met when Uncle Fu was a thug, he had to find a job with fast money in order to support women, he was brave and ruthless since he was a child, he chose to be a thug, and he worked for a month when he appeared, and the business was good at that time, and he appeared more than once a month.

The most ruthless time was to help his brother avenge the severed fingers, and he brought someone back to cut it back. The first time he cut someone, he was dizzy and vomited.

The wicked have their own grinding.

He was serious and down-to-earth, and the salary of 1,350 yuan he got from working hard for a month was robbed of his efforts to buy a pack of cigarettes overnight. The originally planned rental, quilts, and mobile phones were all lost, and he was beaten and bruised. simply ate and lived in the restaurant, so he didn't starve to death.

Underground black boxing, our Uncle Fu also dabbled, on the training ground, he even the coach can do it twice, I thought he was invincible in the world, but I didn't expect to encounter hard stubble in the first game, and was easily KO by the enemy, and lay in the hospital for a month. He also had a head guard in his rental house, and I don't know if it was for bragging or not forgetting shame.

It is a miracle that Uncle Fu is still alive now, he has a salary of only three or four thousand a month, and he once owed three or four million debts because of gambling. Miraculously, after a month, he became a millionaire again, and there is no one else with this gambling technique.

Now Uncle Fu is carrying a stick and grabbing a hundred yuan from me for gambling.