Chapter 105 The Evil Open House Record

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After my wife and son finished breakfast and left, Fly came into the house and said hello with a playful smile.

"Brother Gen, how's business going these two days? I didn't come to think about it."

After saying that, Cai Gen ignored him behind the bar and took two cigarettes and placed them in front of Cai Gen.

"Brother Gen, I drank too much that day. Come on, this is a New Year's gift."

The brand of cigarettes was indeed smoked by Cai Gen. It looked like they were specially purchased.

Cai Gen put the cigarette on the bar counter and said lukewarmly,

"Then I still have to thank you?"

The flies swatted indifferently haha,

"We're all buddies, no need to thank you, but you have to make up your mind about something."

After saying that, he took out a stack of papers from his wallet and put it on the bar.

"Lao Gen, I really have no choice this time. I don't know what to do."

Cai Gen didn't think that a fly's level of education would require such a pile of documents. Could it be that his daughter couldn't solve the math problems?

Pick it up and take a look, ID number, time, location, what is this?

I looked at the fly in confusion, and then looked at the pile of papers carefully. Here I go, here are the room opening records.

How much is this? Look at this date, serial number, 113 times within one year.

Looking at this record, Cai Gen looked sad and remained silent for a long, long time before he said angrily to the fly,

"Are you a fool? Why are you showing me this? Tear it up, burn it, throw it away, just pretend we don't know."

After saying that, he took out two cigarettes and pushed them in front of the fly.

"I don't dare to ask for your cigarette. Let's take it away together. When you have finished handling this matter, we will meet again."

Seeing Cai Gen's resolute attitude, the fly looked very aggrieved.

"Brother Gen, I was wrong. I shouldn't owe you so much. In this situation, no matter what I do, I am not a human being. What should I do?"

Yeah, what are you going to do? You don’t know what to do, so you just come to cheer me up? You shouldn’t let me know, Cai Gen hates it so much that a fly’s teeth are itching,

"Brother, you don't handle human affairs yourself, so you have to drag me into trouble? Your routine today is a bit low-level."

Cai Gen's words were already so serious that a fly almost cried. He remained silent and did not leave, waiting for Cai Gen to express his position.

Cai Gen lit up a cigarette irritably. Cai Gen felt really bad. He felt bad for Xiao Qiang. The president had been fucked by someone and he had to start over at work. He also encountered such a thing, ugh.

Fly, fly, you are so annoying.

After smoking two cigarettes, he sat down at the dining table with a stack of papers. Cai Gen motioned for the flies to come over.

"Did you check the wrong number?"

The fly didn't dare to speak and just shook his head.

"Then what do you want to do?"

The fly still didn't speak, and let Cai Gen speak.

Cai Gen took out his lighter and was about to light the pile of paper. He was so nervous that he tried the lighter twice but it didn't light up. He dropped the lighter on the ground in annoyance.

The lighter exploded and made a loud noise. Xiao Sun ran out of the kitchen in panic. When he saw that there was nothing wrong, it was a lighter, so he returned to the kitchen.

The matter has come to this, and there is no way to regret it. Cai Gen decided to face reality.

"Go and show it to Xiaoqiang. He will decide what to do."

The fly finally waited for the result and breathed a sigh of relief. No matter whether the result was good or bad, it didn't matter to him. He just needed Cai Gen to help him determine a result.

"Lao Gen, do you really want to show it to him?"

Now that the decision has been made, Cai Gen did not waver.

"Say it's non-toxic, say it's non-toxic, say it's non-toxic"

As he talked, Cai Gen lay on the table and couldn't talk any more. He hoped Xiaoqiang would be as strong as a cockroach.

After the fly was confirmed again, he took the pile of papers, turned around and went out, walking very resolutely.

Hearing the bell ringing when the door opened, Xiao Sun ran out of the kitchen again. He saw Cai Gen lying on the table, unable to survive or die, and he was very concerned.

"Third uncle, what's wrong? What happened?"

Cai Gen's eyes were twitching, the tears did not flow out, they just rolled around.

"Xiao Sun, tell me, is it so difficult to live a good life?"

Xiao Sun couldn't answer. His life is simpler and not that complicated.

"I don't know, third uncle, what's wrong with you?"

There is no need to explain to Xiao Sun what happened to Xiao Qiang. Cai Gen continued,

"The worry about not having money is about how to make money and how to improve the quality of life."

After restraining his emotions, Cai Gen lit a cigarette.

"If you are rich, your desires will never be satisfied. Then you have to have a bottom line as a human being, right? If you don't even have a bottom line, are you still a human being?"

Xiao Sun understood. Cai Gen experienced something that challenged his bottom line, so he collapsed a little.

"It's true as Xie An'an said, if there is too little benevolence, there will be too few reincarnations of human souls. They are all reincarnations of animal souls, so it is a mess."

Looking at the pessimistic Cai Gen, Xiao Sun decided to rebuild his confidence.

"Third uncle, in fact, not all of them are beast souls. There are also some gods who have been reincarnated. There are quite a few of them. They all come with some luck, and they will have some influence on ordinary people."

Looking at Xiao Sun, Cai Gen asked puzzledly,

"Isn't it bad to be a god? Why come to the human world for a while?"

Xiao Sun's explanation was a bit vague.

"I don't know the specific situation. They must have had to come."

Having mentioned this, Cai Gen looked out the window. The glass of the calligraphy training class was much richer.

Car repair, eloquence, language skills, martial arts, taekwondo, piano, erhu, guitar

The entire large glass window has been covered with stickers. They are all made of A4 paper and ink pen. The more temporary they are, the more temporary they are.

Is this Zhen Shui Yin impatient? How can she teach so many things in a small shop? She is very knowledgeable and talented.

While Cai Gen was watching, Zhen Shuiyin came out, walked straight to Cai Gen's shop, opened the door and entered the house.

"Brother Cai, let's have three servings of Taiwanese braised pork."

A girl is not only versatile, but also has a good appetite and a good appetite. How can she maintain such a well-proportioned figure after eating so much?

Xiao Sun went to cook, and Cai Gen lay on the table pretending to be dead, looking at the warm sun that was about to pass outside, greedily absorbing the sunlight with his body, trying to resist the coldness in his heart.

The path of the sun's rays is the path of Cai Gen's position.

"Brother Cai, your business has been very good these 24 hours?"

Okay? There’s no work, they’re all looking for trouble, so what’s so good about business? Cai Gen didn’t want to explain, so he said perfunctorily,

"It's not bad, less than 100,000 yuan a day."

He didn't lie and pretended well. Cai Gen was very satisfied with his answer.

Zhen Shuiyin seemed to take it seriously. She was surprised at first, then nodded with a clear expression,

"Yes, yesterday there were three customers who queued up for dinner. When it was past three o'clock, they were not waiting in line, but they showed up at my door. What kind of perseverance? I have never seen any restaurant in a big city with such persistent customers.

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Haha, it looks like my furniture acted like a monster yesterday and turned away guests. A look of determination appeared in Cai Gen's eyes.

Well, if you don't make my life easy, neither of us will have a better life.

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