That figure was so familiar yet so strange. Wei Li stood up from his chair with a loud sound.
"Fourth brother!" Wei Li exclaimed and ran wildly in the direction of Li Si, shouting as he ran: "Fourth brother!"
"You brat!" Li Si smiled and cursed at Wei Li, and asked, "I'm not a ghost, why are you making such a fuss?"
"Fourth brother is neither a human nor a ghost, because you are a god!" Wei Li exaggeratedly raised his hands and closed his eyes, saying, "Ah, fourth brother, you are the omnipotent and omnipresent stick of light!"
Snap!
Li Si slapped Wei Li on the head unceremoniously and angrily said, "Grandma, how dare you even mock me?"
"Hehe, where, where!" Wei Li shook his head hurriedly, touching his head without daring to say a word.
"How have you been lately?" Li Si smoked a cigarette, squinting his eyes and puffing away smoke.
"Fourth brother, Samsung's income has doubled recently!" Wei Li narrowed his eyes with a smile and said, "We have to plan our investment projects carefully! We earn so much money, we can't let it go moldy in the bank.
Ah, money must be made to make love!"
"Uh..." Li Si was stunned.
"Just let money beget money!" Wei Li quickly explained.
"Hey, your description is very vivid, not bad, keep up the good work!" Li Si chuckled.
The arrival of Li Si made the brothers on the Samsung battlefield stand up and pay tribute. Those who had seen the fourth brother were filled with reverence and excitement. When they saw the fourth brother, they shouted: "Fourth brother, come and have a cigarette!"
Those who didn't know each other, even the younger brothers who had just joined the Samsung battlefield, all stretched their necks and looked at Li Si from behind the machine. They all looked at this person who was afraid of the people on the streets of Huainan City. Even Mr. Hu and Cai Honghai were worried.
The trembling gangster brother saw Li Si with a friendly face, holding a few cigarettes in his hand and handing them to Zhang Lai, saying: "Give them to the brothers and have a good smoke!"
Li Si's smoking has become a landmark event in the Samsung battlefield. It's not that everyone likes smoking, but that they like to enjoy such an atmosphere. Si brother is smoking, what an honor. Everyone holds the cigarette.
One after another, they put it under their noses, inhaled deeply, and then hung it on their ears. As a result, they had an extra kind of bragging capital. Damn, I have the cigarettes scattered by the fourth brother, do you have any?
