I couldn't take it anymore, so I got up and went back to the living room. www.biquge.info Wu Qi and Hu Yu asked me, after listening to it for a long time, what is the situation downstairs?

I shook my head and said that there was nothing wrong, that I was not supposed to come. However, after pondering it, I did have an idea......

After a while, the two brothers downstairs will be done, anyway, it is only a small piece of wall skin that Wang Ling deliberately shoveled, and the professionals do it in seconds, and the problem is not big at all.

After the two brothers left, I pulled Wu Qi and the others, and quickly went down to the first floor, and said to Wang Ling: "Don't run around, wait for the letter at home", and our brothers all went out with them.

That's right, I want to see where the decoration department of "Shenzhou Real Estate" is staying, if you find their headquarters, then it shouldn't be difficult to find that Manager Zhang.

Anyway, the four of us followed all the way downstairs and got into Wu Qi's car. But the two brothers were always on the road with their white-stained canvas bags, so we could only drive slowly in the back.

It was about three miles away, and at this time there was a stall selling noodles on the side of the road, so the two of them went straight over there, and it seemed that this was to solve lunch.

Seeing this scene, I can't help but feel emotional, thinking about the bottom of our society is also bitter enough, I don't know how these two brothers came here, but looking at this is to walk back, the reason is nothing more than to save the money for the car, and lunch is a simple meal of noodles, looking at the satisfied look of the two brothers when they gobble up the streets of the city, I really can't help but feel a little sour.

I remember a few days ago when I first came to the hotel as a waiter, it was really a shocking eyeball, often many of them are very high consumption of guests, but the food is very little, often thousands of yuan of a large table of dishes, a few pot-bellied masters, with a few willow waist masters, move a few chopsticks and don't eat. And the rest ended up with the bucket of swill into the pigsty.

Alas, I also know that no one has been able to tell a damn truth about this since ancient times. Now that Lao Tzu is tired of mass production, don't Obama's heart anymore.

However, I remember that when I was in middle school, a music teacher once told Dai in his history class: A certain poet of a certain country who was angry with this phenomenon threw himself into the river, and there was a poem before he drove the crane: The wine and meat of the pig gate stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. Those who are covered in fat are not pig breeders......

Oh, I'm sorry, it's far away, it's best to point to this kind of topic, and it's easy to be invited to tea by a certain Feng Express if you talk too much.

The book is back to business, and the two brothers in front of me have eaten for five or six minutes, and they have checked out, I don't know if they are full or not, but it means that they are about to start rushing again.

Wu Qi slowly drove the car in the back, and followed for nearly twenty minutes, until they left the city, the two of them entered a newly built community in a deserted suburb, and it seemed that this was their headquarters.

At this time, Wu Qi turned around and asked me, "Brother, do you think we are still going in?"

"It's all here, let's go in and have a look, no one knows us anyway."

It is said that curiosity kills cats, and this is not true at all. This time, the criminal master rarely didn't say anything, and the decision made by me, the temporary leader, almost led to the annihilation of our "demon subduing team......

When we entered the construction site, we didn't see the two workers, only rows of freshly framed residential buildings, the so-called freshly framed buildings, that is, the buildings that had been built, but the exterior walls had not been painted, and there were no doors and windows.

Entering the door is also deserted, no figure, everywhere you see is construction waste, after several large circles, I finally saw a row of simple door houses, at this time there are a few sporadic workers slowly living cement there.

Seeing this, Lao Xing rushed forward first, and after greeting several workers' uncles, each of them put on a cigarette, and took out his "plastic artifact" to set fire to each other.

A few of us were really impressed when we saw this, thinking that Lao Xing's 10,000-year-old waiter was really not covered, this Ma Er was strong, this eyesight was seen, and at this time it could only be described as "Niu B".

However, after lighting the fire, one of the workers suddenly said, "You are... Xing Jun"?

Lao Xing was stunned for a moment, looked up and exclaimed, "Oh,? Cao Shuangdong!! ”。

Seeing that Lao Xing recognized him, the worker excitedly took off the hard hat on his head and threw it on the ground, smiled, put his cement-stained hands on Lao Xing's shoulders, and said excitedly: "Ouch, I'll go, oops, oops, why are you here?"

Lao Xing seemed to be a little disgusted by this, and his eyes glanced at the newly bought black trench coat that was stained with cement, and seemed to be a little distressed. At this time, it was not only him, but I was distressed when I looked at it.

But that buddy obviously didn't see this, he was still very enthusiastic, holding Lao Xing and refusing to let go, his face was full of excitement.

Seeing this, I hurriedly stepped forward to relieve him and said, "What? Do you recognize our manager Xing, this little brother?"

After listening to me, this guy didn't answer my words, but grabbed Xing Jun's hand even more tightly and asked, "Oh, you're a big manager?" It's amazing."

"Alas, what manager is not a manager is just a false name." Lao Xing's "great god posture" came immediately, and it was handy.

"Look at you, I haven't seen you for a few years, not to mention it, and you have become so modest." This brother seems to have great admiration for Lao Xing.

Without waiting for Lao Xing to speak, the Shuangdong brother said excitedly: "Brothers, wait for me, Lao Tzu won't do it today, I'll pay the money, and we'll drink a few times later."

After speaking, Brother Shuangdong finally let go of Lao Xing's hands, turned around and kicked his hard hat far away, and took off his camouflage jacket by taking off his vest, and after throwing it on the ground, he turned around and ran into one of the door rooms.

The other workers didn't pay much attention to this scene, but Wu Qi and Hu Yu behind me were stunned and speechless, as if they saw a master outside the world.

After his hand was let go, Lao Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the shoulders of the windbreaker and his hands were stained with a lot of cement, and at this time he bent down to pick up a wooden strip on the ground and slowly scraped it down.

When I saw his virtue, I couldn't help but laugh, but my face was red. Then I joked: "Manager Criminal, is this our relative"?

"Fart relatives, my classmates, outside the mouth". Lao Xing replied angrily.

You may not know this "outside the mouth", but it is not a place name, but a general name. Because our hometown lives at the foot of the Yanshan Mountain Range, in the Warring States Period a long, long time ago, that is, when Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and Qin were in chaos, the people in the mountains and the people outside the mountains were actually from different countries, with the Great Wall on the peak of Yanshan Mountain as the boundary.

At that time, the people in the mountains, that is, us, usually called the outside of the mountains "outside the mouth", and some called "outside the border", to put it bluntly, outside the border. Although it was unified thousands of years ago, this name is still used in our remote countryside.

The book is back to business, and after a while, Brother Shuangdong came back, rushing over from afar, which made people's eyes shine, and the black tuxedo that he changed into looked very classy.

But when I got closer, the red sweater inside was obviously a little different, but the least uplifting thing was not the red sweater, but a pair of brand-new --- rubber shoes for labor protection under my feet......

(The author PS, in the past two days, there are a few book friends (that year's summer month, fried double winter, slender shadow, etc.) are just after 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, they will vote for the book, I am very grateful and moved. In addition to gratitude, he borrowed the name of Shuangdong brother to improve the grade. It's just, Brother Shuangdong, don't blame me for being ruthless)