Naked

Chapter 43 Three servings of duck blood vermicelli soup

In the dead breath, Tong Zheng arrived excitedly, and as soon as he arrived, he said that he would... demolish the wall.

Ah Qing objected with both hands: "It's all finished, and demolition... What kind of wall is it? Brother Tong, it's fine if we don't have work, so don't look for work without work."

Xu Luyao came early, so it was better to come by coincidence, and now he also arrived with duck blood vermicelli soup.

Jason idly said, "Which delivery girl is this? How much? This meal is mine."

No one cares about him.

A Qing earnestly said: "Besides, Brother Tong, Boss Tong, Boss Tong, this is not your house, so the wall in this house is not your wall either. Xu Luyao, Brother Tong wants to tear down the wall... Who do you think this wall provoked?"

Tong Zheng was silent, but the more silent he was, the more stubborn he was.

"Tell me, why did you have to dismantle it?" Xu Luyao said while setting up the dining table.

"The lighting problem is too fatal. If it is not demolished, my Mediterranean design will be neither fish nor fowl."

Jason was the first to sit at the dining table: "Oh? Proposition composition? It has to be the Mediterranean? Should I say that the Persian atmosphere is better, in the haze... It's not close at all."

Still no one cares about him.

Xu Luyao happily said, "Okay, I'll go and communicate with the landlord."

Ah Qing still wants to argue.communicate?What is there to communicate?To put it bluntly, we are just tenants, no different from prostitutes. How could Miss Ren say that she went to have breast augmentation and nose pads just to please you all night?In the same way, the landlord can't do it either.But Xu Luyao pursed his lips to A Qing in time, telling him to silence.

Then, for a moment, Ah Qing regretted it.Is it really okay for him to follow his brother Tong without hesitation?Reminiscing back then, on campus, his brother Tong was the best at getting A+, but outside the campus, A+ was worthless.

Then, Xu Luyao whispered to A Qing.She said: Let's not talk about the Mediterranean Sea, but just talk about tearing down the wall, which is equivalent to breaking the gap between us and our customers.This is the most emerging concept in the West. The boss's office removes the venetian blinds, and customers can also walk around and have a look.Ah Qing, this...is worth a try.As for the landlord, I will solve it.

In this way, Ah Qing came back to his soul: Maybe he followed the wrong person when he followed Tong Zheng, but he was absolutely right when he followed Xu Luyao.

Only three duck blood vermicelli soup, no Jason's.Jason held up his chopsticks, aggrieved.

"Let's make pottery with someone" became a little sensual.For the drawing master, Yan Xiu chooses one of the three, the one with the best craftsmanship is selected, the other is a novice who only needs food and shelter, and finally a young man in his early thirties is selected.The young man is called Bai Dayuan, with thin skin and tender flesh, sword eyebrows and star eyes. The eldest son is five years old, the second is still in the womb of his wife, and his casting skills are quite satisfactory.

Tao Bar has a regular group of literary and artistic young women who hold VIP cards. With the casting master, they all come to play again and again.Bai Dayuan didn't talk much, but every sentence was to the point, whoever was mixed with mud, who was using too much force, or whoever wanted to repair the blank knife, just thinking about it, there was no need to open his mouth, Bai Dayuan offered it with both hands up.The young women all said: This pottery bar has a "soul".

Yan Xiu continued to hand out her leaflets. She said the same thing to different people hundreds of times a day. If they threw away the leaflets, she would pick them up without getting dirty.

After closing, Yan Xiu lit a small lamp, divided the money into two, and put them in two envelopes, one was handed over to Tang Qianbei, and the other, of course, was embezzled for Tong Zheng .

(End of this chapter)