Chapter Seventy-Four: Old Bastards and Little Rascals
At four o'clock in the morning, the hammer got up from his sleep and began to prepare for the attack. Although the city is not far from here, you have to buy some clothes after you pass, otherwise you will look at two turtle hillbillies, who will send money to them.
When he finished packing up and went out, he found that a dark figure not far from him was leaning gloomily against a tree, unable to see his face clearly, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.
The hammer slowly leaned forward: "Who?" β
As he spoke, he picked up a flashlight and took a photo, and found that this gloomy guy was actually Mo Hui of his dead father, who had aged a lot overnight, with a hesitant face and dull eyes. But when the hammer came, he tilted his head and stared into his eyes: "I want to go home." β
"Let's go back." Dinghammer nodded: "No problem, you don't need to tell me about this kind of thing." β
At this moment, Miao walked out of the house with his clothes on: "I don't recommend you to go back, the current situation is very chaotic, but here is a paradise." β
Mo Hui showed a very poignant smile, and just said lightly: "That's my dad." β
This sentence directly made Miao lose his voice, and Dinghammer waved his hand: "Go, go, go ahead, I can't reimburse you for the travel expenses." But it's important to remember that you only have seven days to go back and forth, and now you can't do without people at all, and when this comes up, you can take revenge if you want to repay it, you can repay it if you want to, do you know what I mean? β
Mo Hui nodded and left silently, the whole process was like a mime, he didn't say a word.
"He's pathetic." Miao lit a cigarette: "I finally picked up a life, and I still fell into today's situation." β
"You're wrong, it's a blessing for him." Dinghammer shook his fingers: "Also, where did the ** smoke come from!" Okay, old boy, have you learned to hide your secrets? β
", this is my own dried tobacco and rolled it myself." Miao handed a hammer very painfully: "Wild tobacco leaves...... It's not dry yet, so it's going to be smoked. β
After smoking a cigarette, Dinghammer followed Miao to the next city in the broken car.
The city next door is actually not very good, but because it is a border city, there are a lot of soldiers here, which is one of the reasons why Hammer and those people dare not be stationed here casually. And there are many soldiers, so naturally the local industries are relatively developed, and the annual financial allocation is not a small amount, so although the place is small, it is extremely prosperous and is often said to be the pearl of the side.
The purpose of Dingzhu's trip is nothing else, that is, to exchange the two pieces of paper in his hand for banknotes, although the specific work still has to rely on Miao to implement, but Dingzhu also has to go there, because he is the mayor of the rightful name.
The scenery on the road is good, but it's just a little too boring, not to mention people, and I haven't even seen a bird, so I slept again in a daze, and when I woke up, I found myself in a relatively prosperous city.
"I came once ten years ago, and I didn't expect it to change so much when I came back." After Miao saw the hammer and woke up, he said to him with emotion: "Two hundred kilometers, one in the sky and one underground." β
Dinghammer pouted: "This is also a prosperous city, at most it is a county-level city on my side." β
"This is not your home." Miao smiled: "There are no people flying around in the sky in your family. β
"That's the same, where are we going next?"
"Change your clothes."
Although Miao, the old guy, is usually sloppy, but when he shaved off his beard, put on a well-fitting clothes and fiddled with his hair, Dinghammer didn't recognize this guy at all, this suave energy, he was a otherworldly version of Chu Liuxiang, and relatively speaking, Dinghammer was like a young man who had just entered the city from the countryside to work, and no one would take a look at him on the street.
"Damn, where did you get your clothes?" Dinghammer watched Miao change into clothes, and then said in surprise: "Didn't you say you wanted to buy clothes?" β
"It's for you, not for me." Murat drove the car door and walked down: "Let's go." β
Dinghammer followed and asked, "Are you rich?" I don't have much left. β
"Money? No, you don't. β
As soon as the clerk saw a handsome old guy like Miao's figure and temperament coming in, he immediately greeted him and greeted him warmly. And the hammer who walked behind got only a greeting when he touched his clothes.
"I'm sorry sir, this is a high-end ready-to-wear store, and you are not allowed to touch it." The clerk was very polite but also very cold and said to Dingzhu: "Thank you for your cooperation." β
The handsome old guy was in front of him, rummaging through the clothes on the shelf, while squinting at Dinghammer and smiling, his expression full of playfulness.
"." Dingzhu scolded secretly, but he didn't blame the clerk for looking at people low, he knew what he was wearing, his shoes were full of mud, not to mention, his clothes were in tatters because he was drilling around in the mountains, and these clerks were already very qualified if they didn't drive him out.
After looking around, Miao pursed his lips and said bluntly: "The standard of clothes here is too low, let your manager come." β
The old drunkard's decent clothes and his mouth full of capital accent instantly fooled the waiters, and he hurriedly went to the back and called the manager over.
The manager was a woman of about thirty-five or sixteen, and she didn't look ugly, and there weren't many women of her age who had such a good figure. After she walked out, the first thing she did was to come up to the handsome old man with a smile on her face and ask, "Is there anything I can do to help you?" β
Miao turned around and pointed at Dingzhu: "I'm going to make him a set of clothes, and the money is no problem." β
"He'......" the manager looked up and down, "he...... No problem, what kind of style and price point do you need? β
"As long as you make this unsuccessful kid look like a person, he has escaped from marriage and fled 2,000 kilometers, like a beggar, and he can't go back to meet people."
Dinghammer gritted his back molars, but he didn't say anything, anyway, if he couldn't trick him into a set of clothes, he would definitely have to lose a layer of skin.
However, when Miao said this, the people in the store understood that this tattered young man was caught by his family by running away from marriage, but not to mention, he looked tattered, but he was really beautiful, not like some poor ghost with mud legs, but a little ruffian between his eyebrows.
"Then why doesn't the gentleman pick one here?"
"These?" Miao frowned and flipped through impatiently: "These things can also be worn by people?" Customize. β
Next, he took out a seal from his pocket and stumbled on a line of white paper, then pressed it on top with the seal: "We only have one day, and if we delay or don't satisfy me, you don't have to open this shop." β
The manager went up to take a look and found that the seal was printed with a white tulip on a red background, which was obviously the seal of the Mo family.
At this moment, the manager was panicked, Mohs is a well-known big family in the seventh district, and they are involved in all walks of life, and their small shop is strictly speaking the faΓ§ade of the subordinate enterprises of the branch of the Mohs branch. And these people with seals are basically big people in the family, not to mention wearing these bad clothes, even if you buy a house in the city, you don't have to spend money.
Then she hurriedly used a special seal verification machine to verify the seal on the paper, and found that it was actually real...... The sweat on her forehead suddenly appeared, and her tone suddenly changed from polite to respectful: "You...... Please wait. β
Saying that, she walked into the house and personally took out a few pieces of clothes that had been sealed with tin foil: "It's definitely too late for a day, you can see if these pieces can be suitable first, if so, please put them first?" If you really need it, I'll have our designers make it for you overnight. β
Miao Leng snorted: "Your efficiency is so low? β
"No, no, no, you misunderstood, the consumption level here does not meet the requirements, and it is just a propaganda role here, we are basically operating at a loss, so please forgive me."
"Forget it." Miao showed impatience, waved his big hand, pointed at the hammer and glared: "Don't go and try on clothes yet!" β
Dinghammer walked into the fitting room with a few clothes in a dejected manner, and as soon as he walked in, a young female clerk took the initiative to follow in with a flushed face: "Let ...... Let me help you change it. β
"Get out!" Dingzhu's mood was already terrible because Miao took advantage of him, and this girl obviously wanted to fish for golden turtles, so he didn't show any good face at all: "Let me out!" β
However, it is precisely because of this attitude that the people in this store feel that these two people are not small, after all, ordinary people will not refuse at all under this kind of request, but the hammer refuses like steel.
When the hammer came out with a change of clothes, the eyes of the people around him suddenly lit up, this person relied on clothes is absolutely the truth, just now the hammer like a mountain cannon is now changed into a suitable dress and walked out, it is simply the dress of a son's brother.
"What kind of ragged clothes are not breathable at all." Dinghammer tugged at the collar: "Do you dare to wrap me in plastic sheeting?" β
"Shut up, how can you speak!" Miao frowned: "Be quiet." β
After speaking, he nodded to the manager: "That's it for now, I'm in a hurry." β
"You walk slowly." The manager followed all the way: "Need anything else?" β
"No need, the bill will be mailed to the head office."
"No, no, no, that's as it should be." The manager immediately panicked: "How dare you take your money." β
"It's the rule! You send one thing today and one tomorrow, no matter how big the foundation of the Mo family is, it will be ruined by you people, do you hear? Muse raised his face and reprimanded: "There will be no next time!" β
"Know...... Got it! β
With that, Miao walked out of the store with a luxurious hammer, and pretended to reprimand him as he went, until the corner of the street that Miao breathed a sigh of relief.
"Damn, old puff!" Dinghammer tore off his bow tie, pointed at Miao's nose and scolded: "Mother's leg, ** take advantage of me and take advantage of me comfortably?" β
"Aren't the clothes in hand?" Miao threw the chapter in his hand into the stinky ditch casually: "Put the process aside." β
"Where did you get this chapter?"
"Mo Hui stole it." Miao looked righteous and awe-inspiring: "Yesterday he looked everywhere, but he used it once and there was a record, this chapter is Mo Hui's, and if you use it again, you will be found out." β
"Mom...... You're such an old bastard. β
"What's wrong with an old bastard?" Miao laughed: "You little rascal still owes the fire." β
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