Urban Brewmaster System

As a scumbag, Zhang Ze never thought that one day he would be surrounded by so many reporters!

After all, in his memory that is not too much, it seems that only those who become the champions of various provinces can get this honor, and even... it seems that what kind of champion will not be interviewed by so many reporters...

As soon as I got out of the taxi, I didn’t know which guy called out, saying that the scumbag was coming, and a group of reporters gathered around in an instant. All kinds of flashing lights started flashing wildly there, making people unable to open their eyes directly...

It’s so pitiful, Zhang Ze used to watch the big guys on TV get flashed when they got out of the car and thought it was cool, but now he felt it and realized that... he couldn’t watch the road at all. Well!

But even if they could see the road, they couldn’t walk at all. A group of reporters had already surrounded them. The taxi master thought he had encountered something. When he stepped on the accelerator, he ran away from a group of people. It is the old driver among the old drivers.

Yes, there is no need to go. The reporters gathered around, and various recording guys poked everywhere, almost poking into Zhang Ze’s nostrils, and then he watched this thing poking in his mouth again. come over……

"Student Zhang Ze, is it true that you peeed in your pants in elementary school? We asked your 25 elementary school classmates plus your head teacher and Uncle Wang at the gate of your elementary school. They all said it was true..."

Um? There are a total of fifteen people in our elementary school class, eldest brother, where did you find the ten behind... In addition, the uncle Wang at the gate of our elementary school, then I was 90 when I was in elementary school, and I heard that I was looking for it in junior high school Lord Yan has tea...

I would take the liberty to ask who you interviewed...

"Yes, classmate Zhang Ze, can you describe the way you were peeing on your pants at the time, summarizing the central idea, and expressing your feelings..."

This meow is the central idea again, the ghost knows what I thought at the time!

Looking at the group of reporters who came around, Zhang Ze looked dull. These are all questions. Shouldn’t you care about my drinking situation today? Why did you catch my pants when I was in elementary school...

"Master, shall we not go for an interview?" Bai Yirou asked at the entrance of Jiuxianju, looking at the other side of the street.

Bai Yirou’s master, the channel director of Zhongzhou TV station took a look around and smiled: "No need, go there to squeeze. Ask this baby together!"

Seeing Bai Yirou’s face a little disapproving, the man suddenly smiled: "Xiaorou, the so-called insights in the world are all learned, and human feelings are the same as writing. No matter what we do, we must grasp the most critical point. !"

"Believe me, boss Qin, I know more than you... Look, you can go in, let's go in, what would you like to drink? It's okay. I invite you. Anyway, it's all reimbursed by public accounts. ..."

Ah...Huh? Bai Yirou was stunned. Boss, your style seems to be too different before and after you speak, isn't it? You are so wise in the front, but why suddenly become like that in the back?

"Why, this is specially approved by the head of the station!" The director naturally said as he walked towards the pub: "We are not reporters now, but drinkers. This is our experience of dealing with boss Qin in this way. Tell him!"

While they were talking, the two had entered the tavern, and they were almost sitting in the tavern. The two hurriedly found a place to sit down, and the director was relieved: "Look at Xiaorou, boss Qin is not that good for interviews!"

If Boss Qin is good at interviews, the stingy man who you are the director of the station will approve funds specifically for people who come to interview Boss Qin. What a joke.

This is Jiuxianju, don’t you drink? Why do you come in without drinking? This is the attitude of boss Qin!

The tavern was quickly filled with people, basically all the alcoholic people who had been waiting there. The reporters came in and the two of them came in. After all, the other reporters just went to interview Zhang Ze.

Huhu... Relying on his two hundred catties of fat, Zhang Ze finally squeezed Zhao Wen to the front of the tavern, and then saw the long line here, and suddenly stopped fighting!

"Damn this group of guys, it's just that the questions are mentally retarded, and it's a drag on time. Otherwise, how could we have to line up!" The fat man shouted there.

It is simply not a mentally handicapped person to describe. He just stared at his Xia Sanlu hello. He thought he would ask if you have confidence, what do you think of your future, and so on.

Then he was talking some cliches, so hello, me, me, hello everyone, but what questions are these guys asking!

But even though they were dissatisfied, Zhang Ze and his mother, Zhao Wen, went to line up obediently. Boss Qin’s mouth and face could almost kill his popularity, so he didn’t care about it.

They know that boss Qin, but someone on the reporter's side is dissatisfied. What an international joke? We came over early in the morning and stared. Until now, we haven't had a sip of water, and we just waited for you to open the door.

As a result, you opened the door, so we still have to line up?

This is absolutely impossible~www.readwn.com~ There are some reporters who don’t know what media it is... or someone who knows what kind of guy it is, just jumped over the crowd and came to the entrance of the tavern. They wanted to go in with one hand. .

But at this moment, a drake's voice suddenly came from the door: "Eh eh, what are you doing, jump in the line, **** dare to intervene in me? When I am a dead person!"

Uh-huh? Suddenly a group of people looked over, and saw a guy dyed with yellow hair who was not a good person standing at the door, with a big gold chain hanging around his neck, right, that’s right, it’s the kind of guy who can just float in the water. The big golden chain that got up...

"What do you look at? I have never seen such a handsome man!" Huang Mao saw someone watching him, and immediately looked back. We met Boss Qin and didn't dare to provoke him, but you are a sneer!

That’s right, it’s the yellow hair, the yellow hair who tried to find Jiuxianju’s troubles but had a bad life. Since he was eaten by the guys like Lao Ma and Lao Wang last time, he didn’t even see the pedestrian street for a while. Dare to come over.

After that, I got rich, and sneaked into the pub to have a drink, only to find that boss Qin didn't care who you died, as long as you drink and give money.

After that, Huang Mao came here occasionally, after all, he couldn't afford to drink much with his "income".

I just came over for a drink today, and I was happy, but I saw that this group of people wanted to jump in the line regardless of it, and he was dead when he got yellow hair!

"Boss, Boss, what you said just now was a little bit..." The little brother behind him wanted to remind him that there was a problem with the details just now.

However, Huang Mao waved his hand: "You don't need to pay attention to the details...you guys, yes, you guys, what kind of grace is Zhu Bajie wearing glasses for me? Do you know it is very uncivilized to jump in line? !"

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