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Chapter 122 Know each other

(Negative emotion balance: 16204)

Song Zijie pointed at the three Zhangs and said to Song Zihao: "This is what you call serious business."

He Yuzhu followed the direction of Song Zijie's finger and looked over.

Good guy, I don't know what the three Zhangs thought, and they formed a killer team - the red, blue and green trio.

He waved to them and motioned for them to come over.

Zhang San showed off to He Yuzhu enthusiastically: "Boss, do you think our green hair is bright? The hairstylist Tony told me that when it is done, I will be the most beautiful one."

He really didn’t lie to me. As soon as I went out, others looked at me with envy..."

"Immediately, immediately, cut it for me." Before he could finish speaking, He Yuzhu slapped him.

"Ah! Boss, this cost a lot of money..."

"Or let me say it a second time!"

After the three of them left, he explained to Song Zihao and others: "I'm from the countryside. I don't have much knowledge. I guess it's just for fun, but don't worry, I have a good heart."

"Ah Hao, do you have a menu?" He Yuzhu greeted into the room.

Wu Shizheng, who was busy in the kitchen, came out. A student was more or less timid when facing the police and former gang bosses.

He said timidly: "Brother Zhu."

He Yuzhu looked at the student in front of him, and with a quick thought, he guessed that it was Wu Shihao's younger brother who had come to the restaurant to help.

Kindly said: "The little guy looks very talented. He is nothing like your older brother. What grade are you in? Do you have any classmates you like?"

"Ah?!" Wu Shizheng was twisting his waist due to the sudden attack, and hurriedly replied: "I..., my name is Wu Shizheng, I live in Tsim Sha Tsui, Repulse Bay, I am 18 years old, and I am in the third year of high school."

Hearing his identity being told like the name of a dish, He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Ah Zheng, don't be nervous. We are just here to have a meal. Is there a menu?"

"Oh, yes, yes." Wu Shizheng handed the prepared menu to He Yuzhu.

It is better to say that it is a menu than a piece of cardboard, with dozens of Teochew dishes written neatly and neatly on it.

"Well, the handwriting is pretty good."

He Yuzhu praised him and handed the menu to Mark Li.

"Mark, these are all dishes from your hometown, what do you want to eat?"

Mark Li took off the toothpick that had just been in his mouth and took the menu: "Ha! Not bad, it's quite complete. Then let's have a cold one to try, frozen red crab, fish rice, and raw pickled mantis shrimp.

Serve. One portion each of abalone slices, boiled pork loin, sour stewed eel soup, and spicy oysters."

After ordering, he threw the menu to Song Zijie, who was still wandering around the room.

Song Zijie walked around the house and found nothing wrong.

Not to mention the signs of crime, even in terms of hygiene, he couldn't fault it.

He took the menu, returned to the table and asked, "Have you ordered?"

"I've ordered it, and I'm waiting for you, SIR, to check how many kilograms of white powder we have. Do you want us to go to the police station for extra food?"

Mark Li was very dissatisfied with Song Zihao's younger brother. He just didn't want to give Song Zihao face, but he treated his brother as a thief all day long and monitored him everywhere.

Song Zihao was quite dissatisfied because his brother just ate his food and insisted on finding out something.

But with the relationship between him and his brother, he couldn't reprimand him. He could only advise: "Okay, okay, Mark, please stop saying a few words. The food has been ordered. Ajie, can you see if there is anything left?"

What do you want to eat?”

Song Zijie curled his lips, put the menu aside, and wondered alone.

He didn't believe that Marco Li and his brother were together just to open a restaurant. There was definitely a big conspiracy here.

Soon, all the dishes were served one after another, and no one used their chopsticks.

Everyone knows that this meal is for everyone to meet their future partners.

We are partners now, friends in the future, and brothers we can trust when fighting.

Therefore, Song Zihao and Mark Li were very patient, but Song Zijie looked at them suspiciously.

He Yuzhu looked at the time. It was almost one o'clock and everyone was already hungry.

So he waved his hand and said: "Don't wait any longer, let's eat first. Ah Hao, Ah Zheng, Da Wei, Xiao Wei, Ya Qi, stop working and come out to eat first."

"Okay, Brother Zhu, the last dish will be ready soon." Wu Shihao replied loudly.

"Boss, how come you guys didn't wait for us even though you had eaten it?"

Although Zhang San, Qin Wu and Qin Daniu had lost one of their heads, they were still the dazzling stars in the crowd.

The three people's outfits are also extremely high-profile, with red, black, and white suits in three colors.

As the C position of the three, Zhang San wears red, while Qin Wu and Qin Daniu serve as assistants, wearing white and black respectively.

The three brothers sat down on the table, which somewhat conflicted with the simplicity of He Yuzhu and Song Zihao.

There is a certain gap between Mark Lee's black coat and cape. Not only that, Mark Lee's naturally arrogant and unruly boss attitude also makes the three brothers weaker.

He Yuzhu smiled and scolded: "I'll just wait for you, otherwise it would have been eaten long ago."

At the same time, the four Wu Shihao brothers and his younger brother also came to the table.

Fortunately, the table is big enough so that twelve people can sit there without feeling crowded.

It is impossible for more than a dozen big men not to drink. Before He Yuzhu arrived, he exchanged a box of Maotai from the mall and put it in the trunk.

When I got off the bus, I took him with me.

Except for the student Wu Shizheng and the patient Song Zijie, who didn't have this blessing, everyone else was taken care of.

After finishing a drink, he, the leader of the team and the nominal boss, should come out and say a few words: "Let's get to know each other first, and you will start with the mistress."

"Ah?" Zhang San put down the big crab in his hand, "My surname is Zhang and my given name is San. I don't have much education or ability. I usually like to read books and learn the art of war."

He Yuzhu nodded and continued: "Well, okay, Lao Wu, you continue."

"I...I, what did I say? My name is Qin Wu, um..., there's nothing to say. What I am today depends entirely on the boss. If there is no boss..."

"Okay, okay, sit down, sit down. Daniel, come on."

Qin Daniu stood up and said in a humming voice: "My name is Qin Daniu. I like fighting, and I also like the tiger girl in the village."

After saying that, he quickly sat back down in embarrassment.

Through the simple introduction of the three people, Song Zihao and Mark Li can see the three people's character.

Zhang San looks like a smart man and should be the leader of the three. Qin Wu is a bit slippery and quick-thinking, while Qin Daniu is a naive and so-called honest man.

Mark Li and Song Zihao exchanged glances and decided who to take.

"Ah Hao, you continue."

"Okay, my name is Wu Shihao. I come from Chaoshan. I want to make a name for myself in Xiangjiang so that my family can live a good life."

Before He Yuzhu could continue to speak, Dawei stood up and said: "Everyone can just call me Dawei. Next to me is my younger brother Xiaowei. The one at the back is called Du Qi, who can't speak. We came here with Brother Hao.

I want to make a name for myself."

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