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Chapter 169 The goods are wrong

Chapter 169 The goods are not right

Wang Ping'an's first reaction was to ask his father: "Did you arrange the blind date?"

"What are you talking about in your sleep? You didn't notify me in advance that you were coming back. How can I have time to arrange a blind date? Or do you want to go on a blind date?"

Wang Ping'an was speechless: "That's right, it should be a sugar-coated bullet."

Wang Dazhu: "Sugar-coated bullets to hit you? A lieutenant? A capitalist turned to charity?"

"Look if you don't believe me, I'll open the door." Wang Ping'an said, pushing Angeli aside who was about to open the door, and leaned on the door to look out through the peephole.

Outside is an ordinary-looking Chinese girl.

Wang Ping'an turned to look at Angeli: "That's not quite right. This sugar-coated bullet is not effective."

Angele: "What's wrong? Who is outside?"

Wang Ping'an didn't answer and opened the door directly: "Who are you looking for?"

"Is this Wang Dazhu's house? I'm from the security department of the factory. Do you know who broke the street lamp downstairs?"

Wang Ping'an was dumbfounded for a moment, and Wang Dazhu stepped forward and said, "I haven't seen the details, but the third son of Lao Zheng's family downstairs has been shooting birds with a slingshot recently. It was probably the grandson who broke it!"

"Really? We'll go ask them later." The girl quickly wrote two notes on her phone, "I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye."

Wang Ping'an: "Goodbye."

He closed the door and looked back at Wang Dazhu.

Wang Dazhu: "Speak, is this a sugar-coated bullet? I've already said it, capitalists are not philanthropic, so sugar-coated bullets won't hurt you."

Just as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang again.

Wang Dazhu: "It must be the girl just now. She probably forgot something."

Wang Ping'an lay on the cat's eye and looked out, and found another Chinese girl.

Wang Ping'an: "No, it's not the one just now. But she's also a foreign girl."

He said as he opened the door.

"Wang Dazhu, is this the water pipe that your family has reported for repair?" the girl opened her mouth to ask. While asking, she looked down at the tablet in her hand. Wang Ping'an glanced at it and found that the repair work order was displayed on the tablet.

Wang Dazhu squeezed his son away: "Yes, yes, we reported it for repairs. We reported it yesterday. Why, Lao Liu didn't come to repair it?"

"Master Liu took other interns with him today. I'm here to fix it for you."

Wang Dazhu: "This... is a sewer pipe, isn't it good?"

"What's wrong with the sewer pipes? Let me tell you, in order to compete for the March 8th Red Flag Bearer, we are rushing to repair the sewer pipes recently. Don't worry about it. When you wear the mask, you can't smell anything and can't smoke me. Huh? This is

Your son? Come and ask him to give me a blow."

Wang Dazhu: "Okay, okay! My son always made mistakes in the army and was punished to wash the toilet all day long. He is familiar with the process."

Wang Ping'an: "What do you mean? I am forced to wash the toilet in space. You have to take two certificates to do this in space. Most people are not allowed to wash it!"

Angele burst into laughter.

Wang Ping'an: "Why are you laughing? You really need two certificates. You also understand!"

"Stop talking so much," the plumber sister grabbed Wang Ping'an's arm, "Come and take off your military uniform. It's a pity that such a beautiful military uniform is dirty. We SHZY young people don't rely on words to pick up girls, but rely on doing real things. Let the girls see you.

ability!"

Angele: "Oh, I can't even watch you wash the toilet in the army. Let's see your heroic appearance today."

Eldest sister: "Yes, that's right, other girls have said it. You are a good boy, but this girl is a foreigner with this figure. The Eugenics Committee has been promoting recently to actively enrich the diversity of the gene pool and encourage marrying foreign wives!"

So Wang Ping'an was caught repairing sewer pipes for half an hour.

After finishing the work, the eldest sister commented: "Not bad, your hands and feet are very nimble. Are you working as a ground crew member in the Space Force?"

Wang Ping'an had a dark look on his face: "No, he's an astronaut."

Angele: "He is my commander."

"Yeah, the future is promising. Come and try it and see if the flushing goes smoothly."

Wang Dazhu came over: "Let me give it a try!"

While the toilet was flushing, Wang Pingan looked at Angeli speechlessly. The latter, with a smile on her face, came over and gently wiped Wang Pingan's face with a handkerchief.

Wang Ping'an: "Don't come over here, I stink."

The eldest sister asked Wang Dazhu to sign the work order, then raised her head and said, "Don't treat girls like flowers in the greenhouse! It is a good quality to cherish the beauty, but we are not that delicate."

Wang Dazhu echoed from the side: "Yes, yes, we are all comrades in building the four modernizations."

Next, the eldest sister said a few more polite words, then closed the door and left.

Wang Dazhu: "Is this a sugar-coated bomb?"

Wang Pingan was a little embarrassed: "This..."

Wang Dazhu glanced at Angeli again: "I think you two...are you that interested? Or maybe it's her. Let me tell you, Lao Wu's son downstairs has had three children. The whole family

I’m the only one in the hospital who hasn’t had a grandchild.”

Wang Ping'an: "Dad, I can't touch the ground all day long. It's too early to talk about marriage..."

"It's your third vacation this year. Usually after your third ground vacation, you're almost ready to step back from the front line. It's time for you too!"

Wang Ping'an: "I can't do it yet, I still have a mission! I guess I will still be in space...flying in space for a few years."

In the current situation, unless Wang Pingan goes to a scientific research institution to be studied, he will probably have to fly for a long time.

Wang Dazhu: "Why are you flying? As you haven't been promoted in the past ten years, I think you will be kicked out to manage the warehouse after your vacation. Okay, I won't talk about you anymore, let reality crush your fantasy.

I think you are suffering from delusion. What sugar-coated bombs were you talking about just now? You are just a lieutenant, so treason will not be your turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang again.

Wang Dazhu rushed to speak: "Go and open the door, maybe I'm looking for you to sugar-coat bullets. Why are there so many people visiting today? There aren't usually so many."

Wang Ping'an went over to open the door angrily. This time he didn't look out through the peephole and opened the door directly.

The moment he opened the door, he was almost blinded by the golden color. He subconsciously raised his hand to block it, only to realize that it was a psychological illusion. The reflection of the golden hair was not so strong.

The blond girl outside the door pulled the lollipop out of Cherry's little mouth, looked Wang Pingan up and down, and asked: "Are you Wang Pingan?"

Wang Ping'an didn't answer. He turned to his father and shouted: "Look! The sugar-coated bullets are coming!"

When the blonde girl heard this, her eyebrows twitched fiercely, and she had an unhappy expression on her face.

Wang Dazhu squinted his eyes and looked outside the door, then turned around to get his glasses, put them on and took a closer look: "Oh, these hot pants, this little vest... no, no, no, this looks like it will be in the latest fashion.

What kind of bad girl is called TY? This one doesn’t work.”

Wang Ping'an: "That's called KTV, not Y. If you don't mention this, you can just talk about whether the sugar-coated bullets are coming, right?"

Wang Dazhu looked the girl up and down again: "Are you a sugar-coated bomb?"

The blonde girl shook her twin ponytails: "Yes, I am an employee of Maga Company, and I am here to corrupt you, Wang Ping'an."

Wang Ping'an raised his eyebrows: "Don't your company do market research? This is totally not in line with my preferences. Look, I like this style!"

As he spoke, Wang Ping'an made an open and closed "look here" gesture towards Angeli.

Girl: "How do I know? I was originally in the pop culture department, and suddenly I was yelled at by my boss. Then I met a few bosses of bosses who generally speaking I would never see in my life, and then the boss's boss said to use it.

A private jet brought me here.

"Private plane! Then of course I have to take it once, right?"

Wang Ping'an: "You are so fluent in Chinese."

Girl: "Because I have studied it. Hey, let me tell you, why do the boss's bosses want to corrupt you? They will corrupt you, so why do you want to find a layman like me?"

Then the girl looked at Angeli: "And they didn't tell me that you have such a high-quality girl beside you. I thought you were just an ordinary technical geek who could do it with just a wink."

Wang Ping'an looked at Angeli, then at the sugar-coated girl whose name he still didn't know: "I don't know. And the way you dress, I'm pretty sure it's not in my strike zone. My preferences...

How should I put it... I prefer an elegant and quiet style, so you have to be more pastoral.

"It's totally wrong for you to dress like Halle Berry.

"Classmate Xiaoai, what on earth is going on?"

Classmate Xiao Ai: "I'm here."

Damn it, stop pretending, give it some use, supercomputer!

(End of chapter)


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