Chapter 120: Blue Thin Shiitake Mushroom
Seeing the hesitation of the light song, Quan Juncai said: "I think you misunderstood." When I first went to prison, I did have thoughts of revenge. But after a few years in prison, I just want to live, even if it's like a dog. Now that I'm finally free, the only thing I want is to live my life comfortably. Revenge, hehe, don't dare to borrow ten guts from me. β
Bu Qingge asked, "Then what are you worried about?"
"There are some people in this world who are born high and sought after by everyone, and unconsciously think of themselves as gods. God, of course, does not tolerate mortal disobedience. I disobeyed him and learned a hard lesson. But I'm not dead after all, and I'll probably be fine in the future. Seeing how I'm doing, he might be unhappy. At that point, you're afraid you'll be implicated. β
Bu Qingge frowned: "You lost everything by him, and you were imprisoned for eleven years, isn't this punishment enough?"
Jun Juncai shook his head: "Not enough." I know him, he never cares about what others do, the only thing he cares about is how he is. In his view, those who offend him must live in hell. If not, he wouldn't mind striking again and sending that man to hell again. In other words, if you ask me to go out of the mountain, you will have to face a huge hidden danger. Once that hidden danger breaks out,"
Quan Juncai said word by word: "You will definitely be doomed!"
Bu Qingge was silent, thought about it, and said: "If you don't take the initiative to provoke him, he will kill him completely, then no matter who he is, I will fight with him." β
"Even if it doesn't come back?"
"Even if it doesn't happen!"
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure!"
Jeon Joon was silent, and then he held out his hand. He said, "Hello, boss!"
The big thing has been decided!
Bu Qingge was ecstatic in his heart, and things went much smoother than he expected. He had thought of a lot of rhetoric before, and it hadn't come in handy yet.
Bu Qingge got up: "Let's go, I'll take you to the group." β
Quan Juncai shook his head: "You mean, tell me to go over like this?"
Bu Qingge didn't say a word, and immediately transferred forty-five thousand to him, let him take a bath, get a haircut, buy a few sets of good clothes, and decorate himself.
Quan Juncai was a little dissatisfied: "The boss is really a natural leader, and he has the skills to control his subordinates." This money just didn't let me starve to death, and it was a very clever way to use people. β
Bu Qingge smiled bitterly in his heart: "It's only been a few hours, and the 100,000 yuan on my body has been used by you for 98,000." You old man spends money, and Ye whispers more than Ye whispers. β
Now, Bu Qingge only has one thousand three left.
He became a poor man again.
Quan Juncai stretched out his hand: "There are also hard drives, IOUs." β
Bu Qingge gave him the hard drive, but the IOU only counted five.
Quan Juncai was stunned: "No, you can use such a childish method?"
Bu Qingge smiled: "The means don't care if they are naΓ―ve or not, they only care about whether they are useful or not." β
Quan Juncai said helplessly: "In this way, I will take these five IOUs in exchange for the 500 yuan IOU." β
Bu Qingge refused: "No." Just kidding, that's my hole card. β
Jun Juncai gave a thumbs up: "You are ruthless." β
Out of the beef restaurant, Bu Qingge couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked: "I said Uncle Quan, how can you say that you were also drunk and lying in the flowers, and you had countless romantic characters with beautiful women, the kind of woman with a three-foot bust and a three-foot waist, I will go, how can you be ruthless and competent." β
Quan Juncai sighed: "After three years in prison, the sow will become a sable, and I will be in prison for eleven years." I have endured it until now, and I have exhausted the perseverance of my life. As for what the man looked like, I didn't think about it at all. β
Bu Qingge patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "How does it taste?"
Quan Juncai looked at the sky speechlessly: "I want to vomit when I look at it, and halfway through it, I really vomit." Then she got angry, just, just* pushed me. β
A cloudy tear rolled out of Jeon Juncai's eyes. He sighed, "That's one hundred and eighty pounds......!
This sigh lingers and endures.
Buqingge was stunned, and then laughed.
After laughing happily, Bu Qingge was painfully worried.
I don't have any money again, what should I do?
In the evening, Bu Qingge made a call to Qiu Lan'er: "Sister Qiu, I want to ask you for a favor?"
Qiu Lan'er's coquettish voice came: "Oh, what's wrong?"
Bu Qingge said with some twist: "I have no money." β
Qiu Lan'er misunderstood, and she was overjoyed: "Have you figured it out?"
Then she was embarrassed and said, "But I only divorced my husband an hour ago, wouldn't it be bad to do that so soon?"
Soon she made up her mind: "Whatever, my sister is single now." That's it, I'll open the room, you bring the suit, and I'll pick you up in half an hour. β
Listening to the "beep" sound from the mobile phone, Buqingge was stupid. He immediately dialed back: "Sister, sister, you misunderstood, I don't sell my body as an artist." My thoughts are, doesn't my sister have a lot of girlfriends? Aren't all my sister's girlfriends rich? What a rich woman cares about the most, of course, is her appearance. I have a few ancestral recipes that work wonders for weight loss and beauty. I want to ask my sister to help me take the line and recommend my secret recipe to your girlfriends. β
Qiu Lan'er was disappointed: "Are you really just an artist?"
Bu Qingge replied categorically: "Really, sure." β
Qiu Lan'er yawned: "We have a small party in three days, and I will take you there then." β
Three days later.
The people in each circle will not be harmonious, and Qiu Lan'er's circle is the same.
She has a sworn enemy named Ning Xueling.
Unfortunately, this party was at Ning Xueling's house.
There is no doubt that Ning Xueling is a beauty with outstanding appearance, but what really attracts her is her temperament.
Ning Xueling has been good at singing and dancing since she was a child, she learned classical dance and played the guzheng. After such a long period of precipitation, she has a kind of classical style, which is very endearing.
But Qiu Lan'er felt that Ning Xueling's temperament was the opposite of her temperament, snarky and mean, plus a small belly chicken intestine.
Like now.
Stretching out her slender jade fingers, she peeled the grapes and put them in her mouth, sipped them, and then carefully spit out the grape seeds, Ning Xueling said softly: "I said Lan'er, this is a gathering between our sisters, and the rule has always been that there are no men." You coldly introduced a man in, may I ask, what is your idea in your heart?"
Qiu Lan'er explained: "Bu Qingge is from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and his ancestors have been imperial doctors, and he has passed down several ancestral secretaries, which have miraculous effects on slimming and beauty. When I found out about this, I thought about introducing him to the sisters. We women always think we're not pretty enough, right?"
Ning Xueling said sarcastically: "Anyone who studies Chinese medicine, which ancestor is not an imperial doctor, who doesn't have a few secret recipes in his hands? β
Qiu Lan'er was furious: "I have personally seen his medical skills, otherwise how dare I introduce him here?" I am not someone, it is not enough to be deceived by the same man once, I have been deceived three times in a row." β
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, several sisters hurriedly persuaded: "Anyway, if you can't delay for a few minutes, let that step song come over and play." If he doesn't have the ability, just drive him away. β
The two women glanced at each other, each snorted coldly, and sat at the two ends.