"Sister Jenny."

Wu Zhihui leaned forward and stood sideways beside Jenny, and slapped her plump buttocks with a straight palm without leaving a trace, which snapped and was full of elasticity:

"You seem to be in a more anxious situation than I am now?"

"Dead!"

Jenny didn't expect Wu Zhihui to be bold, and whispered: "There are so many people around, don't be seen." ”

"Then let's go somewhere else."

Wu Zhihui strode towards the management office, Jenny followed, and when the management office was originally designed, there was an additional secret door behind the office.

Pushing open the door and entering, there is a separate space with a large bed and a shower room next to it.

"Sister Jenny."

Wu Zhihui hooked Jenny and hugged her into his arms: "I am very satisfied with your performance, I think I should reward you now." ”

"Oops, dead."

Jenny Jiao raised her hand and poked Wu Zhihui's strong chest muscles.

Forty minutes later.

The two sat in front of the tea table and brewed hot tea.

"Ah Hui, I think you have to guard against this."

Jenny held the teacup with a ruddy face, and her mouth blew steaming hot tea: "The pattern of the vegetable market has been formed, and they are all right, and Fa Ge is starting to blush." ”

The big guy would never have thought that his car was not only driven by Wu Zhihui, but also unconsciously controlled by Wu Zhihui.

Li, pure Li, turned his pillow man into the biggest eyeliner next to Wu Zhihui.

For the sake of profit, Jenny is more concerned than Wu Zhihui.

"Then you say, if Brother Fa is really going to move, what will Sister Jenny do?"

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows and looked at Jenny, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Sister Jenny won't stab me at a critical moment, right?" ”

"If he wants to move you, then I'll stab him in the waist!"

Jenny said categorically: "The big guy treats the old lady as the thirty-eight in the flower street, and the Yan family shovels, and only Hui Zai Ling is sincere to me, and he also gives me so many benefits, I don't know who is really good to me." ”

"It's imperative that you think about how to prevent Twin Eight and Fat Tsai Lin from them."

"Hahaha."

Wu Zhihui laughed.

People can't trust others, believing in others is only a dead end, there are some words, just listen to them.

"Don't worry."

Wu Zhihui stretched out his hand and patted the back of Jenny's hand: "At present, the vegetable market behaves in a proper manner, and there is no place for them to grasp the handle, and they have the heart to deal with me and have no point to start." ”

A cold light flashed in his eyes: "If they really dare to stretch out their hands, then I will cut off his hands, and no one can touch the business of the vegetable market!" ”

"Good!"

Jenny looked at Wu Zhihui and nodded vigorously.

She found that this Wu Zhihui was more impressive than before, the two used to be a pure relationship between maintenance and maintenance, but now she found that Wu Zhihui seemed to have more flashes.

Whatever you do, you are all in a relaxed and unhurried manner.

.....

Gambling stalls.

Fat Zilin sat on the stool with a gloomy face, and his eyes swept quickly in the room: "Come on, call me the ghost hand to the street!" ”

He already had an idea, since Wu Zhihui was so prominent with the vegetable market, he would start with the first Wu Ji vegetable market.

"Brother Lin."

Ghost Hand walked in quickly, "You called me." ”

"Hmm."

Fat Zilin's eyes flickered, and he spoke quickly.

Two days later.

The first Wu Kee vegetable farm.

Management.

Wu Zhihui and Yell Ten had just walked in the door when they saw a baby-faced man standing against the wall with his hands in his pockets.

Seeing the two of them come in, the man straightened up and looked at the two of them directly.

"You are..."

Shouting ten had an impression of him: "The nephew of Aunt Zhang, the old Zhang Guolan in booth 25, right?" What's the matter? ”

When Aunt Zhang signed the contract, she brought her, a nephew who didn't like to talk, with him, and he had an impression.

"My name is Aji."

Ah Ji looked at Wu Zhihui and walked over: "The ghost hand ate our deposit and injured my aunt, I want you to help us get it." ”

As he spoke, several vendors came outside and echoed: "Yes, Brother Hui, you have to help us." ”

"Months have passed, and the ghost hand still refuses to return the deposit to us."

It's obvious.

They came together.

Wu Zhihui's gaze quickly swept over everyone.

These vendors all entered the Wu Ji vegetable market later, and they used to be out of the ghost hand's territory, and the small self-employed people were all stationed here after the lease expired.

It seems that Fat Tsai Lin has already started to do it.

Let the ghost hand card their deposit, ready to use this incident to jump with himself?

Wu Zhihui has never been able to find a reason to do it, since he sent it to the door, then he is not welcome.

"I'm sorry."

Wu Zhihui shook his head and looked at everyone: "Everyone is in my vegetable farm, I can only guarantee your safety here, the deposit is a matter of the last stall, I definitely can't interfere." ”

"Yes."

Shouting ten hurriedly agreed, and persuaded everyone to leave with a gag, Wu Zhihui was willing to help, and it was his duty not to help.

Ah Ji didn't leave, stood in place, and looked at Wu Zhihui directly.

"You're not stupid."

Wu Zhihui pouted and chuckled: "I know that I will join other vendors to come over, but I can't help you." ”

"You talked to my aunt about something, I can come to you for something." Ah Ji stared at Wu Zhihui.

"Oh, let's go."

Shouted out and asked Ah Ji to go out: "Are you crazy?" It's none of our business, you let us help you? How can we help, let's go, there is no way. ”

"I've already said it, and you don't seem to understand me."

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ah Ji, and said again: "Ah Jizai, let me repeat again, it's not a matter of the vegetable market, and I Wu Zhihui can't manage it." ”

"If you really have the ability, whoever cards your deposit, you go to him yourself, and find him to get it back."

“！”

Ah Ji looked at Wu Zhihui expressionlessly, put his hands in his pockets and left directly.

"Tsk..."

shouted ten and came up, stood beside Wu Zhihui, looked at the back of Ah Ji who left without saying a word, and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Hui, can you understand your words if you say a stuffy gourd?" ”

"Why don't I point him in the spot?"

"No, you don't."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand to stop: "Let him understand it himself, if he doesn't have any brains, there is no need to help him." ”

Wu Zhihui said very clearly, he won't care if it's not a vegetable farm, Ah Ji really has a brain, just turn this matter into a vegetable farm.

It's very simple.

Night.

In front of a nightclub.

Ghost Hand walked out of it with a few horses burping, holding a beautiful little girl in his arms, and his hands went up and down.

Diagonally forward.

Ah Jizai stood in the shadow of the eaves, staring at the ghost hand that came out, with his right hand in his pocket, and walked towards him quickly with his head down.