The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, and then the door slowly opened. A handkerchief was hung around the pockmarked neck. While wiping his sweat, he said fiercely: "I don't know that tiger b. He installed floor heating and two air conditioners...
.The little golden dragon in my fucking pond is almost ripe...!"
The pock-marked man glanced at the group of golden dragons worth 8,000 yuan each in the pond under the bridge, and said a little distressed.
"...You just have free time. What should you do with this thing? I think it's better to make two big geese for fun!!" Chenchen curled her lips and said.
"Go away, don't talk to me!"
"Where are you two talking about? Come here!" He is no stranger to Zhankui, who is not a stranger. I used to go to the world of food with him to eat, so he and he are also considered acquaintances.
"Haha, you drank all this? What, how about my little tea?" The pockmarked face raised his head, and the screen in the middle of the bridge was opened. Next to the small wooden table inside, a group of people were sitting cross-legged on the tatami, drinking leisurely.
Tea, holding the calf.
"What the hell are you doing? It tastes like boiled water!!" Zhan Kui held the teacup and sipped it carefully, saying with dissatisfaction.
"One year is tea, three years is medicine, and ten years is treasure. This big red robe will be smashed on the cake for at least ten years. You know what...!" Brother Bao took a sip with the tip of his tongue and looked back at the pockmarked face.
Asked: "How did you do it?"
"I have a tea merchant friend, I took two pieces from him!" Pocket-faced took off the handkerchief from his neck, put it aside casually, and said lightly.
"How many kilograms?" Brother Bao nodded and asked again.
"12 pounds!"
"Give me a piece!" Brother Bao was silent for a moment and asked with a smile.
"Okay, I'll give you a piece!" Pockmarked's hand holding the teapot paused for a moment, then he drank a cup and said cheerfully.
"It must be over 300,000 yuan! You are a bit too open-minded, haha!" Brother Bao was stunned for a moment and said with a smile.
"Don't mention the money. If you mention the money, I should feel distressed. If you feel distressed, it will be easy to blackmail you, haha!" The pockmarked face took a sip and said lightly.
"Don't you two look at each other, come on, let me formally introduce you, this is pockmarked!!" Dakang was a bit too strong to sit on his stomach, so he got a small stool of his own and patted Brother Bao condescendingly.
He looked at the pockmarked shoulder and said something, then patted the pockmarked shoulder, looked at Brother Bao and said: "This is my Caesar's Brother Bao. I can do things that I can do, but I can't do things that I can do with Brother Bao."
, is it safe for Brother Bao to seek help from his father?"
"Haha, fuck, stay away, we have met through Xiao Fei!" Brother Bao smiled and cursed at Dakang.
"The identities are different. Let's get to know each other again, Caesar's pockmarked face!" The pockmarked face paused, said seriously, and extended his hand.
"That's it, Caesar's pockmarked face, my treasure doesn't have to pay for this tea, haha!" Brother Bao also shook hands with the pockmarked face in a serious manner.
"Is this the head of a ** with the flag of **?" Zhan Kui said with a smile.
"I have been working hard for decades, don't say anything, it's all for liberation!!" He said with a pockmarked face and bared teeth, telling Zhan Kui tactfully, don't stir up trouble, I've always been a slave...
..
"Look at me, I don't know which teacher taught me, but she speaks well!" Zhan Kui laughed loudly, holding his weak and boneless hand with a pockmarked face, his expression suddenly became ambiguous.
Then Chenchen introduced a few other Caesar's friends to Pockmarked Face. Who was Pockmarked Face? Then JB was purely a master of messing around with diplomatic relations. He was just playing in a circle. How should these two people deal with each other? After just one glance, he was confused.
There are enough.
Everyone, drinking tea and holding hands, became more and more familiar with each other, and the atmosphere became quite harmonious. After more than half an hour, Brother Bao leaned over and lay on the lap of the girl he had brought with him, smiling.
Chong Ma Lian asked: "Brother Lian, your club is a bit exciting. With it, Caesar has changed a bit!"
"Those who can do things nowadays can't figure out the way. I'm just trying to cross the river by feeling the stones, just playing blindly!" the pockmarked face said with a faint smile.
"Mix it up?" Brother Bao said straight to the point.
"Resource sharing, the more people who have to cooperate, the better. You are all bosses, I can just do odd jobs, haha!" he said with a pockmarked face and bared teeth.
"This club only supports busboys! Brother Face, you're a little bit bad, damn it!" Brother Bao rolled his eyes and said.
"Haha!" The pockmarked face smiled shamelessly.
"Shit, hey, there's something, I even forgot about it!" Brother Bao said here and suddenly sat up cross-legged.
"What happened?" Chenchen blinked and asked.
"Do you have any friends in Dalian??" Brother Bao lit a cigarette and asked slowly.
"In what respect?" the pockmarked face turned around and asked.
"Customs!" Brother Bao said looking at the pockmarked face.
"...There are two acquaintances!" Pockmarked paused and nodded.
"What's your temperature?" Brother Bao asked again, frowning.
"Haha, let's see what's wrong with you. If you want to use the entire aircraft carrier!! Then it's as hot as the Flame Mountain. It's not easy to use!" he replied with a pockmarked face.
"What do you mean, it can be used below the aircraft carrier?" Brother Bao asked with raised eyebrows.
"... Just tell me what's going on!" Pockmarked wiped his hands, but didn't say how much energy he had.
"I also have a lot of friends. I have several buddies who have always wanted to get a few private cars for fun. I mentioned it to me a few times, but I didn't pay much attention to it. No, if you just build a club, you will definitely need a few.
It's so shiny, so I want to ask you if you are interested in building a bridge and mixing it up!" Brother Bao took a sip of tea and said slowly.
"...What kind of car? Or take the sea route?" Chenchen interjected and asked.
"Martin, Veyron, Lamborghini, Bat, everything!" Brother Bao said casually.
"This car is driving in Shenyang??" Dakang asked incredulously.
"...Brother, who is such a fool?? Shenyang smokes and roars in the summer, why are you driving here?" Brother Bao said in a broken voice, and then added: "Beijing, Hangzhou, Chongqing, where?"
Everything is available!”
"Whoa!"
When the pockmarked man heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. If it was in Shenyang, this matter wouldn't be very interesting. After all, Caesar's social circle in Shenyang was already saturated, so there was no need to talk about it, but in other places, then
It’s attractive, because everyone knows in their hearts that it’s not about money, it’s about relationships.
"When it's all done, I'll make a call and ask!" Pockmarked was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"Okay, if you have news, give me a call!!!" Brother Bao nodded, already knowing what was going on.