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Until Dong Yi's car drove away from the store and disappeared, a figure appeared in front of the window on the far right of the third floor.

The man named "Brother Xi" was still dressed in the costume that had just picked up Song Youman on the highway, and he stared at the direction of Dong Yi's car for a while before he raised his hand and took off his mask.

A thin but eye-catching face was revealed.

However, his face is not very good, his lip color is slightly light, and the dark circles under his eyes are also a little heavy, as if he has not rested well all year round.

He took a box of cigarettes out of his pocket, popped one out, skillfully bit it to his mouth, and lit it with a lighter.

After taking a hard sip, he clipped it to his fingertips and looked in the direction of Qingdao again.

Not long after, a layer of soot and several cigarette butts of different lengths fell on the windowsill in front of him.

When the cigarette case was empty, he turned around and walked to the bedside, he opened the bedside table, rummaged through it for a while, and found that all the cigarettes were smoked, so he picked up a bottle of red wine on the bedside table, bit off the cork with his mouth, poured it into the cup, and poured it into his stomach like drinking water.

When the wine bottle was empty, he didn't bother to call someone to send cigarettes and wine, so he lay on his back on the bed, he stared at the ceiling for an unknown amount of time, and then supported his arms, supported his body, groped under the mattress for a while, and took out an ID card.

Name: Han Zhijin.

Gender: Male.

Origin......

As these handwritings fell into his eyes, he held the fingertips of his ID card and trembled slightly.

"Brother Xi?" The door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

Han Zhijin reflexively hid his ID card under the pillow, then turned his head to look at the door.

The person who came was Xiao Li, a car repairman in the shop: "Brother Xi, the car of Miss Song that Brother Dong Yi received just now, do I want to repair it, or wait a little longer......"

"Now ......" Han Zhijin only said two words, and then changed his words: "Forget it, you don't care." ”

Xiao Li looked at him inexplicably: "Huh? What do you mean? Is it not repaired? ”

"Repair ......" Han Zhijin paused: "I'll repair." ”

Xiao Li's eyes widened with a hellish expression.

There are five named bosses in this store, but they all know in their hearts that the real boss is the unnamed brother...... Brother Xi basically won't appear in the store, and I don't know what kind of wind to smoke today, don't say anything when people come, and I have to repair the car in person, it's really evil!

Han Zhijin saw Xiao Li standing at the door, staring at him for a long time without saying a word, thinking that he hadn't heard his words, and repeated: "None of you have to care about that car, I'll go down to repair it later." ”

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When he was about to arrive in Qingdao, Song Youman still couldn't hold back after all, and asked Dong Yi: "That brother Xi, where is he from?" ”

"Brother Xi? He is a native of Beijing...... In fact, the real boss of our store is Brother Xi, before our store was opened by Brother Wang, Brother Wang is not good at management, about two years ago, it was about to go out of business, it was Brother Xi who came over, reached an agreement with Brother Wang, and then came back to life......"

Song Youman: "Oh, then he's pretty powerful." ”

"Yes, Brother Xi is very strong in the car, and you can know where there is a problem with the car by listening to the voice......" When Dong Yi said these words, he admired his face, and it could be seen that he really admired the man called "Brother Xi", but as he spoke, he regretted it: "It's a pity, God is jealous of the talent......"

"Jealous of talents?" Song Youman heard the story and asked curiously, "What does this mean?" ”

"Ah, didn't Miss Song see it? Brother Xi walks very slowly, he has a problem with his legs......"

Song Youman thought of how slowly "Brother Xi" walked, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart: "Legs? What happened to the legs? ”

Hearing this, Dong Yi realized that he had just opened the door and told Brother Xi's private affairs, he scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "That, Miss Song, where do we say this, just listen to your left ear and your right ear...... Otherwise, Brother Xi will know, and I will tell people about his private affairs behind his back, and I will be scolded......"

Song Youman smiled, "I also met you in Pingshui, and it must be the left ear in and the right ear out." ”

Dong Yi was relieved at this time: "Brother Xi's leg, that is, the right leg, has been amputated......"

PS: The number of words in this chapter is Doha~I'm here tonight~~~ This chapter is still a little cute gift box, winning conditions: voting, I somehow love my eldest nephew a little bit~hehe~