Super Red Packet

Chapter 11

Zhan Pengju, who was sitting on one side, didn't say a word, his face was covered with dark clouds, as if someone owed him two or three hundred million.

Meng Xiaoben figured it out without asking: This kid was dragged here by Jiang Qiongzi.

Jiang Qiongzi opened a bottle of Canadian ice wine, filled three glasses, held it up high and said to Meng Xiaoben: "I respect you. Thank you, I will carry me that day."

"You're welcome," Meng Xiaoben gave Zhanpeng a sideways glance, and hummed with a smile, "I'll be Zhu Bajie's wife."

After finishing speaking, "Zhi Liu", took a big sip.

When Jiang Qiongzi heard this, her face blushed immediately: This Meng Xiaoben has such a poor mouth, there is really nothing to do with him.

When Zhan Peng heard it, he was furious: "Meng Xiaoben, isn't it obvious that you are angry with me?"
Zhan Pengju had great resistance to today's dinner.But if he doesn't come, Jiang Qiongzi won't agree.He couldn't imagine how the goddess in his mind would invite a poor boy like Meng Xiaoben to dinner?

The more Zhan Pengju thought about it, the more depressed he became, he drank the wine in one gulp, put his glass on the table, and stared at Meng Xiaoben: "Meng, you haven't been to this occasion, have you?"

Hehe, here comes the challenge!Meng Xiaoben Lele: If that's the case, then I will abuse you well today.

"Zhan Pengju, you're quite a big man, don't be a sissy. Don't turn corners when you speak, it's best to speak straight. I can hear what you mean: Meng Xiaoben, you are poor!"

"Okay, okay, knowing that you are poor, you are not poor and crazy, and you still have a little self-knowledge. Let me tell you clearly: this occasion is not something you can afford. Qiong Zi is not something you can afford. In short, we This class is not something you can climb in. If you are interested, I will write you a check, and you will stay away from Qiongzi in the future, and if I see you by her side, I will have your leg broken."

Zhanpeng said, holding out his hand and throwing a check.

Meng Xiaoben took it in his hand and took a look:
1 yuan!

This kid is so generous, he bought me with 1 yuan?

Meng Xiaoben pretended to look at the check with liking, then slowly tore it up, and lightly threw it into the ashtray, sarcastically: "Mr. Is it worth 1 yuan?"

Zhan Pengju thought that Meng Xiaoben was bargaining, and felt that there was something to be said, and immediately said: "I don't like it? You can tell me the number. I'll listen to you. Don't be afraid of the big number, just be afraid of the small number. I have nothing else in my family. All I have is money." .”

Meng Xiaoben chuckled: "Let me see, let me write you a check."

As he said that, he took out the check book from his pocket, picked up a pen, swiped open one, raised his head, pinched the check in his hand, and worked secretly. With a "swish", the check shot across the table like an arrow and landed on the ground. Zhan Peng raised his face.

A small bill, with inner strength, is no small matter: Zhan Pengju only felt a sharp pain on his cheek, and stretched out his hand to peel the check off his cheek.

One side of his face was suddenly red and swollen, and his left and right sides became asymmetrical.

Zhan Pengju was shocked in his heart: this kid, what skills?sharp.For the first time in my heart, I became a little afraid of Meng Xiaoben.

Zhan Pengju didn't want Qiong Zi to feel that Meng Xiaoben was very skilled, so he pretended not to be in pain, and held the check in front of his eyes: 10 yuan.

"Accept the check, and stay away from Qiongzi from now on." Meng Xiaoben said cheerfully, "Let me see you next to Qiongzi again, and break your leg!"

Jiang Qiongzi's face was full of anger: Before he even took a sip of the wine, he was sold by two men, and the selling price dropped from ten thousand to ten yuan!It hurt my self-esteem too much!

"Stop it all!" Jiang Qiongzi screamed, "Do you still want to eat this meal?"

Both men fell silent.

"Do you know why I am treating guests?" Jiang Qiongzi turned to Zhan Pengju, "I want you to apologize to him because you hurt Meng Xiaoben that morning, but unexpectedly, you two started pinching him again!"

Zhan Pengju gave a wicked smile and blinked his eyes: "I never apologize to bumpkins. Hurts hurt, what can he do to me?"

"You, you, you are simply too disrespectful!" Jiang Qiongzi said harshly.

Huh!Meng Xiaoben suddenly had a great liking for Jiang Qiongzi.This girl has a good personality.

It's a pity that it was arched by a pig.

No, I have to take them apart and free this flower from the cow dung.

Let's talk about ruining your image first.This is an idea designed by Meng Xiaoben in advance.

Meng Xiaoben pretended to bow his head to shop for vegetables, but thought to himself: "Zhan Pengju, pick your nose!"

Two seconds later, Zhan Pengju suddenly stretched out his little finger, stuck it into his nostril, tilted his head, and dug left and right...

Jiang Qiongzi looked on in surprise, not a little surprise: This is an extremely vulgar action!
Zhan Peng raised his finger and suddenly realized that he had lost his composure in front of the goddess, so he quickly pulled out his fingers, his face full of embarrassment.

Meng Xiaoben almost laughed out loud.Not enough, add some seasonings for you!
Meng Xiaoben said to himself again: "Wipe your fingers on the clothes."

Zhan Pengju was extremely obedient, and immediately wiped the fingers that had picked his nostrils on the front of his front.

The image of a prince in Jiang Qiongzi's heart suddenly collapsed: What are these actions?Disgusting!

At this moment, Zhan Pengju's heart completely collapsed: Paralysis, am I confused?How did you make those two despicable moves just now?

He was confused in his heart, when suddenly, another idea appeared in his mind: Take a toothpick and pick between teeth!

Just took a sip of wine, the food didn't move, picking your numb teeth?
However, Zhan Pengju couldn't help himself, pulled out a toothpick from the toothpick bucket by accident, put it in his mouth and picked it.

Meng Xiaoben sipped his wine slowly, carefully observing the changes in the expression on Jiang Qiongzi's face, and at the same time glanced at Zhan Pengju out of the corner of his eye.

After picking for a while, Zhan Peng took the toothpick out of his mouth.

Meng Xiaoben was secretly happy: Boy, let me teach you another difficult move!
"Put the toothpick on your nose and smell it!" Meng Xiaoben ordered in his heart.

Just as Zhan Pengju was about to throw away the toothpick, he suddenly had a great desire: smell the toothpick!
The toothpick was sent to the nostril, and I sniffed hard.

Jiang Qiongzi's complexion is getting uglier...

Meng Xiaoben was overjoyed: What a Zhan Pengju, your master will give you the last blow!
"Throw the toothpick behind you!" Meng Xiaoben thought to himself.

Zhan Pengju found out how foolish he was sniffing the toothpick, and felt ashamed: Today in front of the goddess, I have lost all face!

Just thinking about it, I suddenly became angry from embarrassment: damn toothpick!
After speaking, he threw the toothpick behind his head casually.

Everything went according to Meng Xiaoben's plan: the toothpick drew a beautiful arc in the air, and it was just falling into the soup basin on the next table.

The show is coming!

Sitting at the next table were six big men in black, the head of which had a cut-length cut. He looked like a big brother in the world, with an extraordinary bearing.A group of boys, all dressed in uniform, all with buffs.

Brother Bancuntou held a spoon in his hand and was reaching out to the soup basin, ready to scoop up a spoonful of soup.Unexpectedly, a white toothpick suddenly floated on the surface of the soup!

The eldest brother retracted his hand, threw the spoon on the ground, and shouted: "Waiter!"

A waiter trotted over, leaned over and asked, "Sir, what's your order?"

Brother Bancuntou pointed at the soup bowl and said viciously, "I mean to be disgusting, don't I?"

The waiter lowered his head and put his face on the soup bowl to see, "Sir, this toothpick is not brought in the soup, you threw it in yourself!"

"Blind?" A thin man jumped up and grabbed the waiter by the collar: "Open your dog's eyes and see, is there a toothpick on our table?"

The waiter saw that there was no toothpick on this table!
The waiter turned pale with fright, took a closer look, and said, "But, but, if you look closely, the toothpick obviously just fell in, and half of it is dry."

Big brother is big brother after all, and people with status never mess around.He looked down for a while, took out the toothpick with chopsticks, looked at it, and then broke it.

The inside was dry and fresh, it couldn't be a boiled toothpick!
All six people stood up, with 12 eyes aligned, looking this way.

Well, the fire is burning, let's watch it carefully.Meng Xiaoben was secretly happy.

The six people left their seats, approached slowly, and surrounded the three of Meng Xiaoben.

Because there are only these two tables around here, the toothpick must have flown over this table.

(End of this chapter)