Xu Zhiyang naturally handed it over to Zhang Qingyi to deal with.

What the result is, Zhuang Bi doesn't care.

Because of this, it must not be over.

When the Xu family was unlucky, it was still behind.

Du Heming didn't understand why his grandfather attached so much importance to Zhuang Bi, but this did not prevent him from seeing Zhuang Bi at first sight.

is still the previous stall shop, Du Heming made a phone call and called a large group of younger brothers.

These little brothers are all the second generation of wealthy families, although they are not as good as Bailixu, but they are also proper sons.

When all kinds of supercars roared in droves, the whole barbecue street was dumbfounded.

Nima.

What is this for?

It's just awesome.

The most excited is the owner of the barbecue stall, that is really excited heart, trembling hands, in this life, it is the most row of noodles today.

From now on, he will be the prettiest boy on the street.

When I saw a group of rich second generations in fresh clothes and angry horses, when they collectively bowed to Zhuang Bi, the boss almost didn't cut off his fingers and put on a bunch to add a dish to him.

Zhuang Bi's forced style was pulled directly to the ceiling.

These rich second generations are not stupid, Mu Qingyu and Mo Qiuyan are accompanied by the two goddesses, one left and one right, and their own boss is enthusiastic and cautious flattery, this Zhuang Shao can leave the deepest impression on them.

Under all kinds of flattery, Zhuang Bi soon had a feeling of fluttering.

The atmosphere gradually rose, especially when this group of rich second generations took turns to come up to toast, it reached a climax.

"Zhuang Shao, the first time we meet, I respect you, I will do you at will."

Looking at people's tons and tons of bottles, how can Zhuang Bi be casual?

So tons and tons of tons blew down, and more than ten bottles of beer went down.

Mu Qingyu frowned slightly, her face didn't show it, but she was still a little worried in her heart.

It's a pity that Zhuang Bi's face didn't even change a little, and he gave everyone a bottle in return.

After two laps, plus at least thirty bottles of beer he drank before, he still talked and laughed, and his face did not change.

This hand calmed everyone.

Du Heming was dumbfounded.

"Brother, are you the god of wine? Lying in a groove, let me look at your stomach, where is the wine? ”

Zhuang Bi smiled and lifted his clothes, revealing his lower abdomen, which was a perfect eight-pack abs.

Mu Qingyu pursed her lips and muttered:

"Show off a fart, the old lady also has a vest line."

Mo Qiuyan glanced at it quietly, and suddenly turned slightly red behind his ears.

This guy's figure can be used as a work of art, I really don't know how he maintains it.

Halfway through the drink, Zhang Qingyi was sweating profusely and walked over resignedly.

"Young Master, everything has been taken care of."

Du Heming glanced at him, and seemed to be smiling:

"Lao Zhang, you shouldn't tell me."

Zhang Qingyi immediately bowed his head respectfully to Zhuang Bi and said:

"Da Shao, I have no eyes, I have offended Da Shao, please don't remember the villain, spare me this time."

Zhang Tsing Yi's Tsing Yi Tang is the emperor of the soil in this area, and the boss on the barbecue street sees him, which one dares not to flatter?

Zhuang Bi carried a wine bottle and said earnestly:

"Comrade brother, the team is not like this, and the depth of your understanding of the problem is not enough, so go back tonight, write a review book, and find the root of the problem from the heart, the number of words, it cannot be less than 30,000 words, the next time I come here to drink, you remember to call up, I want to correct, I don't know it well, but I have to rewrite it."

Zhang Qingyi sighed, and his face suddenly turned into a bitter melon.

Mu Qingyu and Mo Qiuyan glanced at Zhuang Bi at the same time, but the others were dumbfounded.

Nima.

This means?

It's just a fantasy.

Don't hit you, don't scold you, just write a review.

But......!

What is the special thing to find the root of the soul?

What's so special about rewriting that doesn't know what to do?

30,000 words?

30,000 words by hand, you can't write it even if you're tired all night, right?

Do you think it's an internet writer tapping on the keyboard?

But even if it's a keyboard, a writer who types 30,000 words a night is a proper god.

But if this Zhuang Shao is unhappy, you have to rewrite it.

Zhang Qingyi will spend the rest of his life, don't do anything, and write a review book at home every day.

Maybe you can become a writer, what kind of talk is it?

When a group of rich second generations looked at Zhuang Bi, their eyes were full of admiration.

Zhuang Shao opened a door for us.

It is worthy of being the lord who even the boss has to flatter, as soon as people make a move, it is simply extraordinary, and then look at us, usually pretending to be a force and stepping on a person, it is really low.

We have opened our eyes today, study, we must learn, and learning makes me progress.

Zhang Qingyi left in despair under everyone's sympathetic gaze.

Zhuang Bi didn't know that he had single-handedly changed the pretending mode of the entire second-generation circle of the rich in the Western Capital.

In the past, everyone asked, what kind of supercar did you buy? Which beauty slept on?

When we meet in the future, I will ask, how many reviews have been fined today? The most profound take it out and read it.

"Haha, why are you looking at me like that? I'll get pregnant. ”

Feeling that the atmosphere was wrong, Zhuang Bi snorted, and then pointed to a plate of snails and said to Mu Qingyu:

"Peel me ten."

Mu Qingyu was furious, and when she was about to change her face, she endured it again.

Let you pretend!

Lady see how long you can pretend.

There are so many people today, give you a face.

Extremely reluctantly, she put on her gloves, picked up a toothpick, and began to pick snail meat for Zhuang Bi.

Mo Qiuyan almost couldn't hold back his laughter on the side, but Bai Lixu was saddened.

As for the others, they collectively admired Zhuang Dashao so much that they threw themselves to the ground.

Nima, is this still the domineering beauty president with a hot temper?

Those who can do anything are really omnipotent.

"Come on, come on, let's continue to drink, what are you doing in a daze, boss, ten more cases of beer, Lao Du, come, eat two skewers of roasted kidneys, I see that your face is not good, is it a little empty lately? This stuff is a big deal. ”

Du Heming couldn't help but laugh and took the two large strings of sheep kidneys handed over by Zhuang Bi, and he didn't eat it, and he didn't eat it.

Eating means that you are empty, and if you don't eat, you won't give Zhuang Shao face.

Zhuang Bi picked up another bottle of beer and said to Bailixu:

"Brother Baili, come, I'll toast you three bottles alone, if you are a man, you can't drink it."

Baili Xu almost didn't pierce the iron skewer in his hand.

What does this grandson mean?

Want to turn me over and see me make a fool of myself?

Yes, he must have wanted me to lose face in front of Qing Yu.

Is it ......?

Bai Lixu suddenly became excited, grabbed a bottle of wine and stood up:

"Drink it, drink it, whoever instigates it is a grandson."

Zhuang Bi Gagaga laughed strangely:

"Okay, real man, why don't we blow ten bottles by ourselves? You can't take a breath break in the middle of the way, let alone go to the toilet. ”

Mu Qingyu almost didn't get up and left.

I've never seen something so shameless.

Bailixu was dumbfounded.

He drank so much that he could still drink ten bottles of beer.

But when I was with Du Heming before, I had already drunk a lot of foreign wine.

Here, too, drank about six beers.

Now that he has reached the limit, three or five more bottles is the limit.

Ten bottles?

Go to Nima's.

This grandson really wants to see me make a fool of myself.

How do you drink this wine?

In front of the goddess, he couldn't admit it, so he could only carry a bottle of wine in embarrassment, and looked at Zhuang Bi angrily without speaking.

Du Heming hurriedly grabbed a bottle of wine and stood up:

"Come on, brother, I'll drink with you, Ah Xu's small amount of wine, don't take it out and be embarrassed."

Zhuang Bi smiled and squeezed his eyes at Bai Lixu.

Baili Xu is so angry.

But he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Grandson, Lao Tzu can't clean you up, and my sister.

Uh, how did I come up with tassels?