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Lu Xiaobu and the others came to Ye Zui Qing Bar. Since it was still early and the bar had not officially opened yet, and because Lu Xiaobu had just smashed the bar last night and put up a sign saying it was closed for renovation, they were alone.
Neither.
The group of people opened the door and found Zhang Wenliang with a swollen face inside, and a team of people beside him.
Zhang Wenliang: "Xiaobu..."
Lu Xiaobu: "Huh?"
Zhang Wenliang gritted his teeth: "Uncle! Uncle!"
Lu Xiaobu chuckled: "Yes. I'll reward you with a hundred."
Zhang Wenliang looked at the money handed over by Liang Lan. It was neither accepted nor accepted. He was so angry that he was shaking all over.
Lu Xiaobu: "Huh?"
Zhang Wenliang stiffened and quickly accepted the money: "Thank you, uncle! Uncle!"
Lu Xiaobu nodded with satisfaction: "Well, I'll reward you with a hundred!"
"I...this...you..." Zhang Wenliang looked at the hundred yuan handed over again, messy in the wind.
Lu Xiaobu: "Huh?"
"Thank you, uncle!" Zhang Wenliang accepted the money in a state of collapse.
Lu Xiaobu: "Well, reward..."
"Wait a minute!" Zhang Wenliang immediately interrupted. If the reward continues, it will be endless. He said with no tears: "Uncle, I beg you, can you stop playing? My name is
Uncle, can't you do it? Uncle, you are my uncle, can't you do it?"
"Hehe." Wu Qianmin laughed unscrupulously from the side.
The formerly majestic Zhang Wenliang and Master Zhang could no longer hold their head high in front of Lu Xiaobu.
"Nephew, what are you doing here?" Lu Xiaobu said with a satisfied smile.
"This bar was smashed by you yesterday. It was smashed to pieces. You haven't had time to renovate it. I brought the decoration team over to help you decorate it. This was originally decorated by them, and everything was smashed on the surface.
If you want to restore the things, we should be able to open the business very quickly today!" Zhang Wenliang quickly got down to business.
"Oh, that's right, I even forgot that I smashed the bar." Lu Xiaobu slapped his forehead.
"You are really..." Zhang Wenliang instinctively showed a contemptuous smile.
Lu Xiaobu: "Huh?"
"Awesome!" Zhang Wenliang trembled in fright and quickly changed his words: "Uncle is the most awesome! He will rule the world for generations to come!"
Lu Xiaobu smiled unscrupulously: "Not bad."
The surrounding decoration teams were holding back their laughter and their faces turned red.
They have always been the decoration team of the Zhang family, and they know very well the temper of Mr. Zhang - he is very concerned about face.
He even dared to talk back to his own father's fist.
But now, in front of this prodigal son, he was completely caught.
"Seriously, what style of decoration do you want? You can try some new tricks." Zhang Wenliang quickly returned to the topic.
"Style?" Lu Xiaobu touched his chin, looking at the shabby but generally wooden bar, his eyes lit up: "I want the ancient style."
"Ancient style?" Zhang Wenliang looked confused.
"Haven't you seen it? It's the kind of knight-errant with a sword in his hand. As soon as he enters the door, he slaps it on the table: waiter, half a catty of beef, and a jar of daughter's red."
Lu Xiaobu excitedly described: "At this moment, several ambushed swordsmen in black immediately jumped out from the side, slashing indiscriminately, then finished their work, stepped on the enemy's corpse, and ate the meat.
Wouldn't it be nice to drink from a big bowl?"
"Uh..." Zhang Wenliang collapsed.
"This..." The decoration team was confused.
"Hey..." Wu Qianmin and Liang Lan looked up at the sky.
Only Zhang Meng touched his chin, showing a hint of fascination: "Young Master, what a great idea!"
"Right, Zhang Meng, you think so too." Lu Xiaobu became more and more excited: "In this case, there is no need for those dancers, just call two storytellers, and in the middle of the sentence, they will draw their swords and kill.
He turned around and left, leaving behind a poem: Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"
"Well, it's best to pay the bill with silver and slam it on the table." Zhang Meng was also extremely excited.
The two masters and servants were completely caught up in the fantasy of martial arts. You said every word to me.
Others looked at this scene helplessly.
"Okay, let's do it like this." Lu Xiaobu immediately agreed excitedly.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, why do we just do this?" Zhang Wenliang collapsed: "Uncle, this is unrealistic and impossible to do."
He is now called uncle by Shunzui.
"That's nonsense. If you can't get anything done, just say no, and I'll do it. I'll show you the power of a prodigal!" Lu Xiaobu flexed his hands for a moment: "First of all, clear out all the garbage in the store."
"You are a professional, go and persuade me." Zhang Wenliang said to the foreman of the decoration team.
He has a good face and cares about face, so if he does it, he should do it beautifully!
Otherwise, once he does something completely different, he will be in disgrace.
After all, outsiders would never say that a prodigal did not know how to decorate. The only one who could take the blame was Mr. Zhang, whose family owns dozens of bars.
"Master Xiao Bu." The foreman of the decoration team really wanted to persuade him.
Lu Xiaobu: "It's done, five thousand per person."
Foreman: "Okay, Master, do you still want the bar?"
"No, you!" Zhang Wenliang went crazy and turned traitor?
"No, take them all away. Throw them all out, including tables, chairs, and all modern things." Lu Xiaobu said immediately.
"Yes, Master, please take a look." The foreman was extremely excited.
Lu Xiaobu: "Sister Lan, go buy some old wooden tables, wooden chairs, wooden cabinets, etc. The older the better, remember to have an ancient style."
"Yes." Liang Lan reluctantly agreed - as long as Master Xiaobu is happy, everything will be fine.
Lu Xiaobu: "Qianmin, go and contact some photo studio, film crew, etc. Buy all the ancient costumes for me, clean them, and bring them back."
"Okay." Wu Qianmin said helplessly - she gave up struggling.
Lu Xiaobu: "Zhang Meng, go buy some simulated plastic cold weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, etc., and make more. If not, let the toy manufacturer rush to make them immediately. Money is not an issue, but you must remember
I would rather have poor quality than good quality, lest it really hurt people.”
"Understood." Zhang Meng said excitedly: "I know a friend who does this. I guarantee to complete the task."
Lu Xiaobu: "Zhang Wenliang, you are familiar with wine, go and make some wine jars or something."
"Why should I..." Zhang Wenliang didn't want to do it.
Lu Xiaobu: "Huh?"
"I understand, uncle, I'll go immediately." Zhang Wenliang became a conditioned reflex, jumped up, and agreed immediately.
"Hehe." Lu Xiaobu chuckled: "Big nephew, are you going to fight with me?"
"Master Xiaobu, everything has been thrown out." The decoration team came back excitedly to report.
"Okay, reward, five thousand per person." Lu Xiaobu did what he said.
"Thank you, Master Xiaobu. Master Xiaobu will rule the world for generations to come!"
The decoration team was so excited that they couldn't get more than 5,000 yuan per person for decorating a bar.
"You have heard my arrangements just now. I will leave the rest to you. You are professionals. You will create a perfect ancient tavern for me. If it is well done, I will not be stingy." Lu Xiaobu said again.
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"Okay, Master Xiaobu, just take a look." The foreman rubbed his hands, they were extremely excited now.
"I won't tell you how many people there are, and I don't care how many people are called. It's eight o'clock in the evening. If it is completed before twelve o'clock, it will cost five thousand per person, and every hour in the morning, one person will get another five thousand." Lu Xiaobu said richly.
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"Okay, Master!" The people in the decoration team are going crazy. They have to risk their lives to earn this money!
"Brothers, two hours, any questions?" the foreman roared excitedly.
"No!"
"Okay, everyone move!" the foreman roared with red eyes.
There is no limit on the number of people, and the style requested by the young master is also an older style. In addition, this was originally decorated by them. It is said that it is a renovation, but it is actually a renovation. Now the workers are in an extremely excited state and are working hard.