Lunch, twelve o'clock, meal.

Private rooms on the top floor of the Wonder Hotel.

"It's good." I looked at Zhou Yan, who was arranging his collar, and said with a smile: "Your grandson will be careful when he speaks, and leave a good impression, do you know the way?" ”

Zhou Yan nodded and gave me an OK gesture.

"Fat uncle, are they gone?" Zhou Yan sat on the sofa like me, took out a cigarette and lit one, handed me the cigarette case, and blinked: "Lighter." ”

I lit a cigarette and smoked it, didn't give him the lighter, and replied casually: "Uncle Fat and Birdman went back to Shaanxi to pack their luggage, I heard that there are still a lot of things that have not been moved, and it is a waste to throw them there." ”

After speaking, I couldn't help but praise him: "You are really well prepared, the cigarettes you smoke today are thirty-five, it seems that you also know that blind dates are not allowed to be sloppy." ”

Zhou Yan smiled proudly: "Nonsense, do you want us to go on a blind date with blue and yellow?" Isn't that! ”

I don't know if Lu Dao has told everyone that Zhou Yan's grandson is poorer than me at some times, such as at the end of the month.

At the beginning of the month, he asked me to smoke fifteen.

At the end of the month, let's draw five dollars together.

Judging from Zhou Yan's generosity during this time, it is estimated that he will not have many votes in his pocket, and the maximum number of tickets will not exceed five hundred.

Sometimes I'm quite puzzled, and I said, this grandson is not an ordinary family, how can he say that he is also a second-generation official, and it should be easy to get some money from his father to spend flowers, because Mao looks similar to me?

Every time he gave an explanation, I felt helpless: "If you ask my father for money, you are looking for him to die, and it will be light to slap me." ”

Old man Zhou's education policy for him has always been: "If you have hands and feet, you won't make money yourself?" What about those who grew up eating? ”

It can be seen that none of the people in the Zhou Yan family are mortals.

"Be gentle and polite for a while, be happy when you pay, don't look like you've eaten." I hope that Jackie Chan is educating Zhou Yan, and I was about to say it when my mobile phone suddenly rang.

Connected, the person on the other end is Little Buddha.

"I owe you one." Little Buddha said unhappily.

"You're welcome." I replied flatly.

"My brother told me to give you the man's information." Little Buddha said impatiently, and then hung up the phone.

Within two minutes, the text message came again, just a few lines, but I was inexplicably relieved.

This ruthless grandson still has a bit of a sense of gratitude.

"Liu Chengming, Shenyang Taiyuan Street, Building 32, unchanged for seven days."

Seeing that I was smiling a little rippling, Zhou Yan was also happy, and leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?" Did a woman text you? ”

"Get out, I see why you get more and more annoyed the more you watch?!" I glared at him angrily, walked to the windowsill, and dialed Zhang Liguo's phone.

"Uncle Zhang, Liu Chengming is in Building 32 of Taiyuan Street in Shenyang City, and he shouldn't be able to run within seven days." I said, Zhang Liguo was very silent and did not answer me.

"The news given by a friend in the industry, he can be regarded as eliminating evil and promoting good, Lei Feng." I felt like I had a toothache when I said this.

Zhang Liguo hummed, and finally smiled: "Thank you, thank you, this news is very important." ”

"It's okay, it should be."

At the same time as I hung up the phone, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a group of girls rushed in, chattering like a vegetable market, making me dizzy.

If you look closely, this group of people are all in their twenties, and even a few of them are a little younger, and they are probably still in college, and that bookish atmosphere can't be hidden.

"This is my blind date, Bai Xin." Zhou Yan leaned into my ear and said, his eyes kept glancing at the group of girls, meaning that the young woman standing in the middle of the group of people was his "object".

Hearing this, I couldn't help but look at the girl a few more times.

The girl gives people the feeling that she is very gentle, and her appearance is not bad, at least she can score seven or eight points, and she has a figure

Friends' wives should not be bullied, and indecent manners should not be ignored.

"Xiaobai, this is my brother, Yi Lin, just call him wood." Zhou Yaner introduced me to the city, and as soon as I heard what he said, I wondered, could it be that these two people have known each other for a long time? Why don't I know the way?

Seeing the confusion on my face, Zhou Yan couldn't guess what I was thinking? He immediately gave me an answer.

"Secret, you know, usually talk on the phone or something, huh." Zhou Yan said hesitantly, these words were automatically integrated into one sentence in my ears, and we have known each other for a long time.

Bai Xin smiled and greeted me embarrassedly: "Brother Yi is good." ”

"Hello, hello." I nodded hurriedly.

At the time, I thought that this group of girlfriends was playing soy sauce, but after a quarter of a second, I finally understood what a combat-type girlfriend group was.

Without warning, I was dragged by four or five girls to the next private room, and I didn't say anything.

I sat on the bench by them, and I didn't say anything when I saw them acting as if they were being tortured.

The problem is that you're asking a bit of an awkward question

"Is Zhou Yan a virgin?" One of the seemingly weak girls asked.

"This question" I coughed awkwardly a few times, and before I could react, a girl on the other side exclaimed in an extremely exaggerated way: "He's not?!" ”

I was stunned for a moment, then shook my head violently: "He is!" It has to be! How could it not be?! ”

"That's good." The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as one wave stopped, another wave rose.

"Monthly income is still there"

Listening to the extremely ** and gossip questions, I thought about the red envelopes and supper that Zhou Yan promised me with the mentality that my brothers can't be betrayed, and finally gave them the answer.

Well, all glorified answers.

If Zhou Yan is really the same as the Zhou Yan I described, I am afraid that he will be the next person who will move China, and he did not run.

After half an hour of interrogation, I admitted that I had lost, so I could only find a reason to get out, and I didn't even dare to go back to the private room where Zhou Yan was, so I ran downstairs.

To be honest, whether Zhou Yan can survive today depends on his creation.

After thinking about it a little, I can't create that group of girlfriends

"I'll go first, your image is perfectly shaped by me, don't show it." I sent a text message to Zhou Yan.

Three seconds later, Zhou Yan replied to me with three words.

"You're paralyzed!"

From a certain point of view, this can be regarded as a unique book given to me by Zhou Yan, I am not angry, not at all.

Walking out of the hotel, I yawned and rubbed my eyes, looked around for lunch, and sat with Zhou Yan early in the morning.

I have to say that people are unlucky, they really drink cold water and stuff their teeth, and they walked along the road of Yanwu Street, but they didn't find a place to eat, which can fill my stomach, and the artichoke rakes (mashed potatoes) sold by the scattered small vendors on the side of the road.

I bought three for two yuan a serving, plus two sausages, which should be enough.

"Happiness is such a fucking thing." I squatted on the curb and ate a potato rake, nibbling on a sausage from time to time, and yawned as I watched the crowd come and go.

Thick skin is natural, shamelessness is exercised, I have both.

While ignoring the disdainful eyes of passers-by, I ate two pieces of artichoke without any embarrassment.

Anyway, I'm not in this area, so I'll lose it for a few minutes, whatever.

Besides, I don't blame me, I didn't even have a place to sit along the way, and I was tired from walking, so I might as well squat!

Suddenly, someone next to me squatted down like me and handed me a pack of tissues.

"Wipe your mouth, it's dirty."

"Why are you here?" I took the tissue, a little confused.

The man pursed his lips and smiled, supported his chin with his hand, and looked at me curiously for lunch: "My brother is on a blind date, can I not come, I just saw you come out in the car." ”

"You're not going up?" I buried my head in eating, not looking at her.

"Well, I'll go up now." Zhou Yujia smiled, got up, turned around and walked to where I came from.

I saw that she was so simple, but a little flustered, and said in my heart, isn't this girl pestering me, why is it all of a sudden today

"It's weird." I wiped my mouth with a tissue, muttered, got up and walked to the side of the road, beckoned a taxi, and went straight to the wreath shop.

In fact, I am also an otaku, I don't like to move, I love to be idle on my own one-acre and three-point land, and I am tired of going out for three minutes, except for eating, of course.

Going home, smoking a cigarette, going to bed, the whole process goes smoothly.

God's hobby still doesn't seem to have changed, he still loves to embarrass people so much, especially for our grandsons.

Whenever I feel that everything is smooth and quiet, there are always one or two things that bother me.

"Grandpa, your grandson has called you!"

"Grandpa, your grandson has called you!"

The familiar ringtone, on the other end of the phone, is also a person I am familiar with.

"What's wrong? I'm sleeping! Why didn't you call me for anything?! "My tone is very bad, it can be said that I have reached the point of imminent explosion, and I may export dirty at any time.

"I just finished cleaning up some things for Uncle Fat." Hai Dongqing said.

"And then?! You're packing up your stuff and you're going to have to report to me?! "I want to curse.

Hai Dongqing didn't care, there were a few sounds of turning the pages on the other end, and he only heard him say: "Uncle Fat's master left some ancient books and old books, and there is an old book with your old man's name on it, Yi Guiyuan." ”

I came to my senses as soon as I was cold.

"What's that? What book? I frowned and asked, is the old man still a celebrity? Published a book?

Hai Dongqing said calmly.

"Seventh Operation."

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I have to work overtime tomorrow.,One shift.,Everyone's forgive me!

By the way, do you dare to vote for me, ahhh