Wearing a half-sleeved floral shirt, large pants, and slippers, I staggered down from the second floor and went straight to the front lobby.
"Mr. Zhang, are you busy?" I asked with bared teeth.
"If I'm not busy, how can I wait here for Xu Xian?! Don't bother me anymore. If you have something to say, you will have to say something!" Zhang Lu rolled up her hair and said without raising her head.
I have always been angry about Zhang Lu's attitude when talking to my brother, and I have long wanted to stab Wang Mumu and give her a good beating, but Wang Mumu kept calling her mom, and I tried many tricks, but Wang Mumu didn't fall for it.
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"Sister Lu...Mumu, have you lost it? Look...do you need to send a missing person notice or something?" I leaned on the bar, picked up a bottle of Fanta, and asked brightly.
"Fanta, eight yuan!! Thank you... What happened to you and Mumu? Did you have a quarrel?" Zhang Lu first reminded me of the price, then raised her head and asked me.
"Who the hell set the price? It's too damn shameless!" I held the Fanta bottle and cursed angrily.
"You!" Zhang Lu looked at me with a smile and said one word.
"Is it... me??" I lowered my head and looked at the Fanta with a suggested retail price of one yuan, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Well, you said, all the money is spent on drinks...!"
"Eight yuan... Of course there is a reason for eight yuan... It's not too expensive... You actually don't know that Fanta's water is transported from Zhongnan Mountain...!" I said awkwardly
One sentence.
"Well, I can taste the taste of Little Dragon Girl...!" Zhang Lu agreed speechlessly, then frowned and continued to ask impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, okay? What exactly do you want to ask?
?Hurry up, sister is still busy!"
"Mumu... I didn't call you, where did he die?" I asked with a blush.
"Hit him, he went back to his hometown!" Zhang Lu said casually.
"You didn't say when you would be back?" I asked calmly, pretending to drink water casually.
"Oh, he said he won't come back!!" Zhang Lu said a hundred times calmer than me.
"Pfft!!" I spat out a mouthful of soda and shouted, "Fuck, he's not really angry, is he? Isn't this a big deal?"
Zhang Lu glanced at me, waved her little hands, and said casually: "Hey, I was just teasing you. He went home to relax and will be back in the next few days!"
"Shit, I thought Chairman Wang was going to die at home!" I smiled awkwardly, wiped my body, and said to Zhang Lu: "Okay, then you can go ahead and I'll be fine later.
Son, just drive to pick him up!"
"Go away, I'm so annoyed, the spray is so disgusting...!" Zhang Lu picked up the rag, wiped the table, and pouted.
"Mumu is gone... You haven't squirted for several days, right??" I asked in a mean tone.
"Come on, sister, let me squirt for you now!!"
"don't want...!"
"Just spray it!!" Zhang Lu took out the insect-killing spray from under the table and was about to walk out of the bar. I was so frightened that I ran away like crazy.
After arguing with Zhang Lu for a while, I entered the office, took a shower, wiped it with a bath towel, and prepared to pick out some clothes in the closet. Then I drove to Wang Mumu’s hometown to pick him up. After all, he was the chairman, and he was in the process of reform and opening up.
Pioneer, you must give me some face.
"The big girl is beautiful, the big girl is so sexy! My aunt is not flirtatious, look at my uncle, hey, hey, hey~" I sang happily while blowing my hair with the hair dryer.
"Beep bell bell!!"
I was singing enthusiastically when the phone rang. I picked it up and asked, "Hello, this is the White House bathroom control room. How can I help you?"
"Oh, that's right. I want to ask, has Obama had diarrhea recently?" the man with glasses from the detective agency said in a loud voice.
"No, I drink intestinal tea made in China every day. It's okay. I'm just playing with steel bars!!" I told him teasingly.
"You're so stupid, I'm eating fucking sausage!!" the man with glasses chirped.
"Don't be ink. Is there anything wrong? No, I still have to go out!"
"When I have nothing to do, do I harass you?" the man with glasses asked.
I was stunned for a moment when I heard what the man with glasses said. Then I put down the hair dryer in my hand and asked, "Is there any news about that matter?"
"Something interesting!" The man with glasses was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"Then what do I need to do??" I asked anxiously.
“It may cost money, but it may not be effective!”
"How many?"
"A hundred thousand or so!"
"No problem!! Come and get it later!!" I replied without hesitation.
"I'm so damn confused about how important this woman is to you! Are you afraid that I'll take the fucking money and run away?" The man with glasses asked doubtfully.
"You don't have to worry about money? Use your resources to bring me news about her as soon as possible!!" I was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"I...will try my best!"
"Thanks!"
"Bye!"
After I finished the phone call with the man with glasses, I felt panicked and extremely missing. I sat on the bed and smoked a cigarette anxiously. I was no longer in the mood to pick up Wang Mumu. All I could think about was that damn picture in the phone.
Photos of babies, a very blurry and graceful figure reflected in the glass box...
...
On the other side, at Shenyang North Railway Station, two young men wearing green military trousers with suspenders, green military caps with flashing red stars on their heads, navy blue and white T-shirts, and yellow rubber shoes costing 3.5 yuan a pair were carrying a
LV's pure pirated suitcase, walk out of the station.
"What is b brother?? This looks like Shenyang??" A younger young man looked at the extremely "busy" train station and asked Mu Ye who was buying Xinjiang cakes next to him.
"Wang Yiheng, please pay attention to your wording, call me Shakespeare, brother, thank you!" Wang Mumu followed the Xinjiang people to negotiate prices while spitting, while correcting his cousin Wang Yiheng's wording.
"What is b, brother?..."
"Shut up!!! Why did you crotch your pants as soon as you came out?? You keep asking what is b? What are you doing??" Wang Mumu frowned and scolded Wang Yiheng unhappily.
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"If you don't tell me, what is your name now...!"
"There's something wrong with your pronunciation. Come on, roll your tongue. You can learn from me. Yes, curl your tongue a little more. Damn it!! You're so fucking stupid! I'm not asking you to lick your nose!! You've grown bigger and you can use your fingers to use your tongue.
Poke it...pull it in, yes, roll it up, come and learn the pronunciation from me, "Shi ah Sha" is, "Bo Yi b"...!" Wang Mumu taught with a serious expression
Cousin.
But helpless, my cousin, who is extremely talented, spent the whole afternoon asking "what is b" or "what is b". In a rage, Wang Mumu bought three kilograms of cut cakes and ate them all...