Chapter 529 Fortunately, I tried my best to protect my face, and the handsome appearance was preserv
"Goose Head, it's me."
On the gravel road halfway up the mountain, Stephen Zhou picked up the public phone at an outdoor tea pavilion and called the gangster he met on Temple Street.
I was in mainland China, I just got off the plane, then transferred to a train, and then added several hours of long distance.
I have been vomiting for a while.
There is still one month left before the 28th Super God of Cookery Competition. Stephen Chow made a comeback with his "exploding and peeing beef balls" and was named this year's man of the year in the food industry, winning a qualification.
Stephen Zhou has been waiting for this opportunity, vowing to avenge his past humiliation, defeat the 'Great Happy' restaurant chain represented by the traitor Tang Niu, and take back everything that once belonged to him.
Stephen Zhou thought a lot about how to defeat Tang Niu. First, he had to learn to cook.
Because Tang Niu is the 105th graduate of the China Culinary Training Institute, naturally, this school became Stephen Zhou's first choice for studying.
However, it was a bad start. After a long journey, I finally arrived at my destination alive, only to find that there was no Chinese culinary training academy in the mountains.
Busy in vain.
Stephen Zhou, who was so weak from vomiting that he couldn't get angry anymore, complained over and over again on the phone: "Are you mistaken? I'm almost sick of vomiting in a foreign land. I don't have time to joke with you. I've asked many people.
No means no."
"No reason!"
On the other side of the phone, the black boss Goose Tou retorted: "The son of Dasha's mother's eldest brother works in a travel agency. He said there must be a Chinese culinary training academy. If you really can't find it, you might as well come back first."
Goose Tou was a local snake on Temple Street that Stephen Chow met after he fell into despair. He was not very friendly when they first met. Stephen Chow was beaten. According to his own words, luckily he tried his best to protect his face and his handsome appearance was preserved.
.
In this situation of no acquaintance, Stephen Zhou relied on his shrewd mind to persuade Goose Tou to become a business partner, and jointly sold Pissing Cow Pills.
Taoists, we cannot rely on their heartfelt words to Mr. Guan Er, but we can completely believe in the poisonous oaths they swore in front of the God of Wealth.
This is the case for Goose Tou. He made a lot of money with Stephen Zhou. He has a big gold chain and a small watch. He is like a big brother to Stephen Zhou and the God of Wealth comes to the world.
Be loyal and never have a second heart.
At least until Stephen Chow went bankrupt, his loyalty was unquestionable.
However, according to the content of the phone call, it can be seen that the goose-headed man is just like his name, he is a goose with a stupid head, and he does not look very smart.
"Brother, I'm in a hurry!"
Hearing Goose Tou's words, Stephen Zhou almost vomited blood. He really couldn't bear the hell of a long-distance bus for a second time.
Besides, there is a "Two-Knife Turkey" in Hong Kong who is obsessed with him. The honor of this eldest sister, Stephen Chow only took one look at it and lost all worldliness.
Very cautious.
He also knew that Turkey was once a beauty and his fan girl. She was disfigured just because she defended his leaflet. The friendship could be said to be touching, but...
It's really ugly!
Stephen Chow silently recited Amitabha. An interesting soul is certainly interesting, but it is a pity that he once made a vow to only love beautiful women in his life and would never look at ugly women differently. If he regrets it, he will make a decisive decision.
Thinking of this, Stephen Zhou sighed for a while. Turkey was a good woman. If she hadn't been young and ignorant and made a hasty oath, he wouldn't mind becoming boyfriend and girlfriend with her.
So, let’s just be brothers!
While he was complaining, Stephen Zhou glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a handsome guy in a white shirt at the table next to the tea pavilion.
How handsome he is, to describe it realistically, women can’t hold their legs together when they see him.
Stephen Zhou remained calm and compared silently in his mind. He was shocked to find that he was the one who looked at the sky from a well and underestimated the heroes of the world.
Mainland China is worthy of its outstanding people. If you pick a random passerby drinking tea, his appearance will almost catch up with him.
The handsome boy in the white shirt is naturally Liao Wenjie. At this time, the mainland did not have filters and special effects for beautification. In addition, the handsome ones were all handed over to the state. As a result, he had no sword in his hand and could not find him when he looked around.
One who can fight.
After helping Gao Jin find his amnesiac girlfriend Ja, he walked away without any intention of disturbing her.
As Gao Jin himself said, the word 'thank' is too strong, and it will only devalue when he talks about it. While he and Ja had three meals a day, he made phone calls to find connections, and personally spoke for Liao Wenjie's company.
client.
Gao Jin knew very well that Liao Wenjie didn't care about money. With his magical powers, money, women, and status, he could get whatever he wanted. However, Gao Jin really couldn't think of a better way, so he could only repay his kindness with a common man's eyes.
Closer to home, Liao Wenjie came to the mainland for only one purpose.
Shaolin Temple.
He had a question that he wanted to find out. The abbot Mengwei, who was famous for his pettiness, was the best at persuading people with his virtue. His intelligence was exaggerated, and he had a bit of the demeanor of the leader above him.
Liao Wenjie didn't believe it if no one gave me some advice.
To put it bluntly, Liao Wenjie suspected that the wet dream was the reincarnation or clone of a certain Buddhist boss. If that was true, he wouldn't have to worry about Guanyin on the night of the God of Cookery competition.
As for why there is Songshan Shaolin in Hunan...
There is nothing to worry about, God said it is, no matter who comes, it will not work.
Glancing at Stephen Zhou who was still on the phone, Liao Wenjie continued to drink tea. He had seen too many similar faces, but this one of Stephen Zhou didn't feel anything at all, and he had no idea of knowing each other and becoming friends.
The outside world's evaluation of Stephen Chow is that he is despicable, shameless, and obscene.
Even though other similar faces can be worthy of this evaluation, their despicable and shameless characters are all used for comedy, which is a compliment. Only Stephen Chow takes it literally.
As Cheng Wenjing said, Stephen Zhou is a businessman with first-class vision, so his starting point for looking at problems and solving them is related to his own interests.
If you make friends with this kind of person, you will have your heart and soul ripped out!
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As for Stephen Chow, the phone call was still going on. Goose Tou didn't know that Stephen Chow hated long-distance buses so much that he thought he didn't dare to return to Hong Kong Island because he was afraid of being chased and intercepted by turkeys, and ultimately lost his innocence.
Goose Tou Le said: "Don't be afraid, Sister Ji is not here. She disappeared after you left."
"Um?!"
Stephen Zhou had a bad premonition, swallowed his saliva, and trembled: "Fire, fire...fire..."
Snap!
The owner of the tea pavilion placed the lighter in front of Stephen Zhou. The latter was slightly startled, pushed it away ruthlessly, and continued: "Goose Head, don't lie to me, where did the turkey go?"
"Who knows, maybe I'm trapped by love and can't confess my love and jump into the sea." Goose Tou laughed loudly.
"..."
Goose Head's joke was good and hit Stephen Chow's sweet spot, but he couldn't laugh at all and even wanted to cry.
Just because on the hillside more than ten meters away, Turkey was wearing a Death Barbie-colored dress, dressed like a pure school girl, carrying a backpack, and running all the way.
"Me! Beep!!"
Stephen Chow threw down his phone and change, used all his strength to escape towards a world without turkeys.
Even though he is a man, in terms of motor skills, he is far worse than a turkey.
After two back and forth races, the turkey carried a weight and gave Stephen Zhou another 200 meters, and he still won the crown easily.
Feeling sad and heartbroken, and realizing that he could not escape the clutches of the turkey, Stephen Chow gave up his fantasy of running away and asked the turkey why he came.
"You left in a hurry and didn't bring anything with you. You're not familiar with the place here..."
Turkey stuffed the backpack into Stephen Zhou's arms and said with concern: "I bought you a lot of daily necessities, you should be able to use them."
Stephen Zhou was speechless. If it were another woman, he would have complied with it most likely, but when he saw Turkey's face, he immediately retched a few times: "Sister Chicken, we are all brothers, what are the thoughts of the younger brother?"
, you really don’t understand?”
"Yes, I understand."
Turkey smiled dryly: "I don't mean anything else, I just want you to do something for me and leave a souvenir."
"real or fake?"
"real!"
"Okay, tell me what I want to do. Apart from helping you give birth to a child and a series of related physical contacts, I will not hesitate to do so."
"It's not that exaggerated..."
Turkey took out a pen and paper, drew a heart, and handed it to Stephen Zhou: "Please draw a heart next to it, and then draw an arrow through them."
Stephen Chow:(???)?)
"Goodbye little brother, there's no need to send Sister Chicken off!"
The reality is very skinny. The double-sword turkey's arm strength is amazing. Stephen Zhou tried his best to get rid of the chicken claws on his shoulders.
"Sister Ji, dear brothers, I'm not afraid to tell you frankly."
Stephen Zhou was resentful and angry, and simply made it clear: "I am very sorry and very touched that your face is hurt like this. If God is willing to give you a chance to start over, I really don't want you to be so miserable.
"
"I understand, I didn't ask for anything..."
Turkey's nose felt sour, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he forced a smile and said: "Just draw a heart, I just want a souvenir."
"It's no problem to draw a heart. It's easy. My dear brothers, I'll draw you a hundred or a thousand. It's no problem."
Stephen Zhou Yue spoke louder: "The problem is that this heart doesn't represent anything. It's just a painting. No matter how much you do, you can't get my heart."
"If you don't want to, just don't want to. Why lose your temper?"
The clay figurine was still very angry, let alone a turkey. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I have traveled thousands of miles to come here, and I just want you to draw a heart. If you don't remember that I have done so many things for you, you should also remember that I have done so many things for you."
I have blocked so many knives for you."
"It's none of my business, it's none of your business, I didn't ask you to block it!"
Stephen Zhou said speechlessly: "According to your statement, if a random person comes over to block a knife for me, and then lets me do this or that, then I'm still alive!"
Swallowing the bitter pill of love, the turkey's eyes shed tears and he clutched the white paper with the love drawn on it.
When Stephen Zhou saw this, his heart softened. He looked around and saw Liao Wenjie, who was drinking tea and eating melon in a hurry. He raised his hand and pointed: "Sister Chicken, look, there are so many pretty boys in the world, why bother just one?"
If you fall in love with me, that person is no worse than me in terms of looks, you can try him out."
Liao Wenjie: "..."
Turkey looked at it subconsciously, and immediately took a breath of cold air and couldn't close its legs.