At noon, at the door of a restaurant, Xiong Erbo had a bag under his armpit. The zipper of the black packet reveals the antenna head of a mobile phone. He wore a dark red tie at the collar of his white shirt, and the first button of the collar was unbuttoned, giving it a sense of both solemnity and casualness. He looked up at the restaurant plaque and read softly, "Full promotion?" It wasn't last week, and it popped up all of a sudden. He couldn't help but glance around again. There are no arcades around, and although it looks like an old street, the road seems to have just been widened. The houses along the road are surrounded by all kinds of bare shop goods, like a makeshift northern temple fair. The widened part and the goods that have been set back pull and join each other, and it is a bit like a freight yard. But this does not affect the restaurants and dance halls and video halls that have been erected along the road overnight.

Xiong Erbo frowned, and suddenly smiled dumbly, because he saw a big round head popping out of the door of the restaurant.

The big head shouted: "Oops, hey, I'm waiting for you, Mr. Xiong, please, please." ”

Xiong Erbo couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the neckline, and said with a smile: "Mr. Huo, what's the matter, looking at the name of the restaurant, it won't be that you opened a restaurant again, right?" ”

"Come in, come in, eat first." Mr. Huo said, holding Xiong Erbo's waist with one hand, and teasing, "Mr. Xiong, I've lost weight and lost weight, take it leisurely at night." Having a good body is the capital, otherwise how to make money here. ”

Xiong Erbo was stunned, and immediately understood what he meant. I couldn't help but laugh. At the same time, looking at Mr. Huo, who was half a head taller, his heart moved, his face swelled with embarrassment, and he joked: "Forget it, look at your waist is getting thicker and thicker, but you don't play less than me." ”

The two giggled and tugged as they walked up a staircase to the second floor. At the bend, Mr. Huo glanced at a door at the turn of the stairs, and said with a little sneer: "I have two young ladies who have just arrived here, and I have time to come and play at night." Then he immediately glanced at Xiong Erbo disdainfully, and changed the topic, "This restaurant has just been opened, and it was yesterday." It's not my job to make a restaurant, I mainly want to find a place for everyone to gather with friends, and being bigger is our goal, don't you say? We've got to make a lot of money. Recently, there is a clue to the refrigerator TV that can be gotten to the mainland. Mr. Huo said, stretching out a cigarette case with a foreign language written on it, and a yellow cigarette holder was exposed. He condescendingly turned his head to look at Xiong Erbo.

Xiong Erbo's eyebrows furrowed, but he pretended to be hypocritical: "Whew," the movement of catching the cigarette was very slow, and he had calmed down. For self-employed people like Mr. Huo, in contrast, it is still necessary to take out some shelves, "Refrigerator color TV, we found a Guangzhou boss last month, and we happened to know our boss, but generally speaking, it's okay to get a small amount, but it's difficult to get more." Which is your clue? He knew that Mr. Huo, a self-employed person, had a lot of power and information, but he also had a lot of falsehoods. But after all, it is a fellow countryman from the north who has come to break into the world. You should make more friends. He thought that without waiting for Mr. Huo to speak, he continued to ask, "I heard, don't you want to go to Shekou to have a look?" ”

Mr. Huo suddenly raised his head and smiled, touched his neatly combed hair, suddenly regained his composure, and said, "Shekou, that was two years ago. Where is our food, it is now an industrial park. ”

Xiong Erbo was stunned for a moment, looking at Mr. Huo's white face inexplicably, thinking to himself what kind of medicine this guy was selling.