Sun Wukong stared at He Lao Mi again, and said: "Lao He, since I have been a colleague with you, I have always been on a business trip, and I rarely communicate with you, and you have never invited me to drink a glass of wine, this time, I will let you invite me to exchange my experience of picking up girls, discuss and discuss the way to make a fortune, and make friends." How?"

When He Laomi heard this, he laughed and said: "It's easy to say! It's easy to say! I have a sense of flattery for a long time, and I am about to prepare a glass of thin wine and a cup of coarse tea, and invite all my colleagues to thank you for your care for me as a newcomer. ”

Sun Wukong said: "I heard that you are a high-achieving student who graduated from the Black Nine Gate, and not long after you joined the company, you have already emerged, and you have won the respect of the boss, and you have been exceptionally promoted to one of the five tigers of the Illuminati Group." This is enough to show that you are much stronger than us, which really makes us old people of the company ashamed!"

At this time, He Laomi's long gray-white hair, which had experienced the baptism of the years, was fluttering in the wind under the sun.

Hearing this, He Laomi looked at the strand of hair that was fluttering in front of him, and his face suddenly showed a sad look.

Sun Wukong saw this change in He Laomi's expression.

After a long time, He Laomi suddenly looked into the distance and said slowly: "The autumn wind entered Pan Lang's temples early, and he was as shocked as he was. The warm snow combs, the sunny silk brushes the collar, and it is planted in the depths of the sorrowful city......"

When Sun Wukong heard this, his face suddenly had a sad and sad look.

Sun Wukong is also in his early thirties, and his life experience is also very rich, so he understands He Laomi's current mood, because he has also experienced this kind of helplessness and sadness, he has also deeply experienced the pain of this kind of life frustration, and he has also felt the helplessness when this kind of time passes in a hurry.

He Laomi didn't see the change in the expression on Sun Wukong's face.

After a long time, He Laomi came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Sun Wukong, and then sighed lightly, and said with a reluctant smile: "This is a step that makes He embarrassed, and he is already a handful of years old." Time flies, youth is no more, only poor pale and gray hair, but nothing has been accomplished, and people are under the fence. A few of you, but you are in the prime of your youth, heroes are invincible, you have a long journey, and your future is limitless. ”

When Sun Wukong heard this, he muttered for a long time, then suddenly walked up, patted He Laomi's shoulder, and said: "There is only white hair in the fair world, and the nobles have never spared their heads." I know, you're a man with a story. However, if life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten, the remaining one or two are particularly unsatisfactory. Life is like a dream, the years are ruthless, only contentment, can always be happy, why should Brother He feel nostalgic for the past and increase his troubles?" He paused and said, "Today, I have a lot to say, I invite you to drink!"

He Laomi smiled and said, "Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years." I have benefited a lot from this, and this table of wine today should be my invitation!"

At this time, Miao Fuqin looked at He Laomi, smiled, and interjected: "You old ghost, you are not young, half of you are about to enter the ground, and you are still like a little girl, so much sentimentality, making you sad." The old man is really drunk......"

At this time, Sun Wukong suddenly interrupted Miao Fuqin's words, he shouted violently, and said, "Let your mother's bullshit!"

Sun Wukong's sentence is very crude and vulgar.

He doesn't often say such things to others, because, in Sun Wukong's opinion, this is a very hurtful sentence to people's self-esteem.

Now, why did he say such a thing to Miao Fuqin that hurt people's self-esteem, because he felt that Miao Fuqin said a lot of things that hurt others' self-esteem.

Sun Wukong is short, but his shout is like thunder.

Of the seven colleagues who traveled with him, no one would have thought that Sun Wukong would suddenly become angry.

Now, everyone was completely stunned by Sun Wukong's shout.

Even the South Gate Fishing Knife, which has always been calm and stable like a mountain, was a little surprised.

Miao Fuqin was even more shocked and dumbfounded.

After a long time, Miao Fuqin stared at Sun Wukong and stammered, "Brother Kong, are you ...... What are you doing here?"

Sun Wukong was still angry, glared at Miao Fuqin, and said, "From now on, you'd better always remember one thing!"

Miao Fuqin asked cautiously: "Brother Kong, don't scare me, what is the matter?"

Sun Wukong glared at Miao Fuqin and said: "From now on, if I still hear you call Lao He 'old ghost', and then I hear you say so much, no matter whose son you are or whose grandson you are, I will still beat you into a meat patty with a stick." ”

Of course, Miao Fuqin knows that this Monkey King is the top killer in the Illuminati, and he is deeply respected by Bai Xiyan and Guchuan Mountain. Over the years, this person has served the Illuminati before and after the saddle, and I don't know how much credit he has made for the Illuminati.

Miao Fuqin also knows that a professional killer like Sun Wukong, who treats human life like a mustard, will definitely not think about it for a long time if he wants to kill someone.

Therefore, as soon as Miao Fuqin heard this, he immediately had a frightened look on his face.

He Laomi and Sun Wukong were originally just ordinary colleagues. Between them, they have never met a few times, and they have never interacted, and of course they will not have friendships.

He Laomi didn't even know what Sun Wukong's original name was.

But at this time, in He Laomi's heart, he was suddenly full of gratitude and respect for this Monkey King who he didn't know much.

After a long time, He Laomi smiled at Sun Wukong and said: "Miao Gongzi is young, he is not deeply involved in the world, he is a vigorous age, and he is a rich child who is high up, sometimes it is inevitable to speak openly, and he has long been used to it." Why should you be angry for He for this little thing?"

Sun Wukong said: "No matter what, everyone should be treated with the least respect." In any case, everyone should respect others at a minimum. ”

Everyone is listening to Sun Wukong's words.

At this time, Sun Wukong stared at Miao Fuqin again, and said coldly: "Just because you are my boss's nephew, you are still alive now." And just because you are my boss's nephew, I still advise you that if you plan to live a few more years, it is better to learn to respect everyone. Even if it is your enemy, if you want to die a happy death, you should have the least respect for him. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Sun Wukong took his iron rod and strode forward.

Miao Fuqin was still in place, staring blankly at Sun Wukong's thin and cold back.

Now, He Laomi is also full of good feelings for Sun Wukong, and he also strides forward.

Nanmen Laodao was looking at Miao Fuqin, he repeated Sun Wukong's words, and said: "If a person wants to live a few more years, it is best to learn to respect everyone." If a person wants to die a happy death, it is better to learn to respect the enemy as well. ”

Miao Fuqin looked at the knife at the south gate and did not speak.

Nanmen Lao Dao said: "What he said is very right! Not everyone will say such things to you. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Nanmen Laodao also strode forward.