"Zhang Wei, are you satisfied?"

Fan Ju's face changed as if he was joking, one second his temper was like a volcanic eruption, and the next second he looked at me with a hippie smile.

This kind of person is fickle and cannot be gullible.

But I can take advantage of him a little bit, after all, I don't suffer.

"Wait, it's not over yet!"

When I said this, the smile on Fan Ju's face disappeared at the same time.

I came to Fan Jian with my hands behind my back.

"Fan Ju, I want to ask you to be a notary, I made a bet with Fan Jian before I came, and now that he has lost, he should be willing to gamble and lose, right?"

Here comes the best part.

I really want to see the son of the Fan Bureau and go to Mouse Street to clean up.

Sure enough, at this time, Fan Ju and Fan Jian's faces were extremely ugly.

It's acceptable to be slapped in the face in this kind of place, and I can ravage Fan Jian as much as I want.

But going to a public place like Mouse Street and sweeping the street is tantamount to parading the streets for a boy like Fan Jian.

"Dad......"

Fan Jian raised his head and looked at Fan Ju pitifully.

Fan Ju looked at me even more pitifully.

I saw Fan Ju lying on my ear and whispering.

"Zhang Wei, I can handle the matter of Mouse Street, as long as I pass the customs here, Mayor Long can approve the reconstruction of Mouse Street."

I have to say that Fan Ju is really good at doing things.

He could have told me about this sooner, but why would he say it now?

It's just to give yourself an extra hole card.

He wanted to use this hole card to save the face of Fan Jian's precious son.

It's a pity that it doesn't work with me.

I sneered and patted Fan Ju on the shoulder, pretending to reconcile, but with words in my mouth that made both father and son extremely desperate.

"One yard to one yard, you help me solve the matter of the mouse street, and he has to bear the consequences of Fan Jian's bet with me."

It's useless to talk softly, and it's even more useless to sell favors.

What kind of people you want to deal with, what kind of methods you have to use.

Fan Ju is a person who doesn't pay attention to righteousness at first glance, and maybe one day he will seize the opportunity and stab me in the back.

So I'm not afraid to offend him.

Fan Jian was even more desperate at the moment, he didn't expect to kick me, but kicked it on the iron plate.

"Dad, look at this ......"

Fan Jian began to rely on his father again.

But at this moment, Fan Ju's face had also darkened.

He had no choice but to take his own son's anger at me.

"What do you think I'm doing? If you make your own bet, you will bear the consequences, isn't it just sweeping the streets? You are my son, how can you sweep the world if you don't sweep the street? ”

Fan Jian was speechless by this sentence.

He also knew that he had swept the mouse street.

So there was no need to struggle anymore.

"That's it, I still have a meeting, let's go first."

Fan Ju had a dark face and left here directly.

This time, he didn't need to ask for any sweetness.

I continued to look back at these people in the company, and I was very happy.

"Ouch, it's so late, it's time for you to act, Manager Huang?"

I stared at Manager Huang, who dodged my eyes and immediately relented.

"I'm going to arrange for the cleaning team to set off towards Mouse Street."

With that, he slipped away.

Fan Jian on the side also followed behind Manager Huang.

"Mr. Zhang Wei, please have tea."

At this time, a father's angry voice came from behind me coldly.

Looking back, isn't this the snobbish girl in front of the stage?

I saw her walking towards me with a bowl of tea in her hand, her body twisting and twisting, exuding commotion.

This kind of woman is the most adept at the case.

I didn't give her a good look.

"The first time I came, why didn't you serve me tea? Now serve me tea, I'm afraid the tea is cold, right? ”

After hearing this, the front desk did not feel embarrassed, and deliberately poured it towards me, and the tea in her hand leaked a little and spilled on my pants, she skillfully took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped it on my pants.

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhang Wei, I'll wipe it off for you."

This flattering appearance makes me feel disgusted.

I don't think she knows how many men she's used this trick for.

How many men's legs have been rubbed with her hands.

So I pushed the woman in front of me away without appreciation.

Stared at her with disgust.

"Don't forget, you also have to sweep the streets, you wipe other people's pants so well, you must be a good hand at mopping the floor, then the floor of Mouse Street will be handed over to you."

The front desk stared at me and couldn't believe it, the charming state just now changed instantly, and what was ushered in was a shrewd face.

"The old lady gives you a shameless face, right, why can't a man like you get oil and salt?"

"I'm a girl, you let me be a girl to sweep the streets?"

"A man like you deserves to die!"

In the company, Manager Huang seemed to have arranged a cleaning team, and when he heard the front desk scolding me, he trotted out.

My face darkened and I stared at Manager Huang.

Manager Huang understood and grabbed the collar of the front desk, which was a slap in the face.

Smack-

"Dead, who made you talk to Brother Zhang like this!"

"It's not too big, isn't it?"

The beaten front desk seemed to have been greatly wronged, and she pointed to Manager Huang and began to count the old accounts between them.

"Lao Huang! Do you dare to hit me? You remember what you told me last night, you're a brute, you're ......"

The girls at the front desk began to go crazy, and when they went up, they grabbed Manager Huang's hair and scratched his face.

I didn't want to see them fight, so I pointed indifferently to the front desk and reminded Manager Huang.

"When you come and clean up, bring her with you."

"Look how energetic she is, she's a good worker."

With that, I turned around and left.

And in the office, there is still a lot of scolding at the front desk.

......

In the afternoon, one of the most luxurious cleaning teams arrived at Mouse Street.

Fan Ju's son, Fan Jian, and the manager of the cleaning company took the lead in holding a broom and began to clean the mouse street.

Behind them, there is a beautiful front desk, and the surrounding rat streets are still full of the smell of dung.

The front desk kept holding his nose and retching on the surrounding walls, and also took out cologne from his bag to deodorize the surroundings.

Seeing their ugly appearance, I couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"They are?"

Liu Wu stared at these three people who were out of place on Mouse Street in bewilderment.

I smiled.

"Liu Wu, you keep an eye on them, they are a cleaning company, they come to clean the mouse street, and you arrange the hardest and most tiring work for them, these are all free labor."

Liu Wu just scratched his head, not knowing the reason.

"Now that Mouse Street is like this, our business is ruined, Zhang Wei, what should we do?"

Liu Wu asked me with a sad face.

Indeed, with the smell of feces all over the street, who is still in the mood to come here to eat?