MTL - Shuttle To Get Rich Since 1985-Chapter 12 Shame

Seeing He Gui strolling over, Mr. Feng gritted his teeth and nodded, "Brother Gui."

"Don't, brother, you can call me Mr. He, Boss He is fine, I really can't afford to be called brother." He Gui said quickly, this guy is old, but he has made movies, so it's okay, but his character is not good .

Mr. Feng has good eyesight, saw He Gui carrying two bottles of wine, and said with a smile, "This is a good thing."

He Gui took out a hundred yuan and handed it to him. Under his astonished eyes, he said, "I want to buy a courtyard house. It doesn't matter if it's bigger. You can pay in US dollars. Also, help me find such wine. One hundred and eighty boxes is not too much."

"Thank you, Mr. He." Mr. Feng immediately put the ten "Unity Cards" in his trouser pocket, and his mouth was full of laughter.

He Gui took out another pack of white skin Zhonghua and threw it to him, and he thanked him and left.

Therefore, He Gui didn't want to be a human being for people with poor moral character, and just purely benefited, but he couldn't die. He went to the backyard with tiger bone wine, and was seen by Zhang Hong, and the little woman blushed. He left in a hurry.

In He Gui's heart, 10,000 grass-mud horses have stepped on it. Of course, it is impossible to smash it. This is the money of several apples.

When I entered the door, I saw that the house had been cleaned up, even the sheets had been changed, my face was a little red, and I washed my face vigorously when I went out.

Then I sat down, with the fan whistling, picked up a photocopy, and started copying the book.

The second part has already been copied... halfway through writing, and I am going to finish writing today. As for the next few parts, take your time and put the reader in your eyes.

One morning, a small cloth shop shouted at the door: "Uncle, it's time to eat."

He Gui dropped the pen on the table, came to the door, picked up Cui Cui and went out for dinner.

Cui Cui can play in the yard all afternoon by herself, but recently she and Yu Hongjun are often in the office. Yu Hongjun bought some kindergarten books to teach Cui Cui how to write and read, and there are biscuits in the drawer.

Just like his granddaughter, put Cui Cui on the stool.

"Uncle Yu, didn't you say to invite someone to cook? Hire a cook who is famous for cooking. We often come and go here, and there are also international friends." He Gui said while holding chopsticks.

Yu Hongjun nodded; "Middle."

There was a roar of motorcycles, and Maozi walked in with a figure of eight steps, with a rather ugly expression on his face.

He picked up the wine glass by himself, poured a large glass of wine, and then downed it hard.

Seeing Mao Zi like this, Cui Cui was so frightened that she got off the stool to look for Zhang Hong. He Gui picked up Cui Cui and pointed outside: "If you want to die, hit that tree, don't die here."

When Maozi heard this, he looked at He Gui; "Cao, do you still have humanity? I'm already like this."

"You are like that, you can eat and drink, and you have cancer?" He Guicai is not used to this guy.

Maozi rolled his eyes angrily: "I'm getting married."

He Gui pondered for a while, and then asked, "Have you got a big belly?"

Maozi nodded and sighed: "Just a few times, now the other party wants me to marry her, or they will accuse me of hooliganism."

Seeing Zhang Hong take out a bottle of wine, He Gui directly confronted Mao Zi: "Drink it, and then go back to sleep."

Maozi blinked: "You mean I forgot about her?"

"Fuck off, other people's stomachs are your son or daughter. After the child is born, they will be together if they get along well. If you don't get along with the baby, you can take it with you. If you don't want your son or daughter, you can do whatever you want, but don't do it in the future." Come to my door." He Gui picked up a piece of braised pork for Cui Cui, wiped Cui Cui's mouth by the way, and said.

Maozi looked at He Gui pitifully, and He Gui knocked on the bowl in front of this guy with his chopsticks: "Eat if you want to eat, and get out if you don't eat, why are you pretending to be pitiful here? Why didn't you think about it when you slept with someone else. "

"Grass." Maozi got angry, he ate the meat with big mouthfuls, stuffed the steamed buns with big mouthfuls, finished eating like a storm, dropped his chopsticks and left.

He Gui scolded angrily: "It's rude, next time you come to my place, don't bring ten boxes of Moutai, I'll never end with you."

The others don't speak, and the Maozi family is not bad, but since you want to play, you have to explain it clearly first, or take safety measures. It's 85 years now, and the crackdown has just passed.

Maozi went home angrily. The seven or eight adults in the family all looked at Maozi, who was lying face up on the big sofa.

"I've decided to get married." Mao Zi replied helplessly.

A middle-aged man sat opposite, blinking, didn't you just want to die and not get married?

"Son, what you said is true?" Maozi's mother, a middle-aged and slightly fat middle-aged woman, sat beside Maozi and asked in disbelief.

Mao Zi sighed and sat up straight; "Of course I want to get married, but that's my son or daughter. If we don't get along after we get married, we just need a divorce."

"That's good."

"By the way, that's our eldest grandson."

The middle-aged woman burst into laughter, and another younger Shaofu said with a smile: "I haven't eaten yet, let's eat right away."

Maozi stood up, poured a glass of cold water, shook his head while drinking, and said, "I'm full. I wanted to find someone to complain about my grievances, but I was so angry that I ate up all their braised pork."

Several middle-aged people and young people looked at each other, Mao Zi is a stubborn bull, once a decision is made, nine bulls can't pull it over.

"Look at you, it's embarrassing and thrown into someone else's house, tell me who it is, and let's apologize." Mao Zima's face turned red, this **** thing was actually thrown into someone else's house in embarrassment.

Mao Zi shook his head and said, "It's not from the yard, but it's the He Gui I mentioned, who made my motorcycle."

"Is that Yang Hai's partner you mentioned?" The middle-aged man thought of something and asked.

Mao Zi sat in front of the electric fan, UU read www.uukanshu.com while drinking water and lifted the collar of his shirt with one hand, the shirt was bulging in the wind: "That's right, this buddy earns 20,000 a month, after a year , at least hundreds of thousands."

"Hundreds of thousands, is that an exaggeration?" Someone asked in disbelief.

"Hehe, my son belongs to the Lincoln family and just left yesterday."

"The Lincoln family? Foreigners?"

"Yes, it's the Lincoln family who was assassinated. I'll go first to see my son."

"Come back, you bastard, don't bring anything..."

After an afternoon and two hours of overtime work at night, the second part was finally finished, the copies were put away, and I turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The next morning, He Gui was brushing his teeth when he heard the sound of a car and Yang Hai's loud voice: "He Gui, Boss He."

Yang Hai was wearing a floral shirt tucked into his trousers, a pair of leather shoes were polished, and his hair seemed to have been soaked in oil.

"I said Boss He, you are not ashamed."

"My brother Hai has lost face to you, move in."

He Gui was stupefied, thinking to himself, what's wrong with him?

When a few people moved in, He Gui's face turned red. Tiger bone wine, tiger **** wine, one box after another, before He Gui had any reaction, Maozi's voice came from outside: "I'll go, Boss He , You are going to drink to death, Brother Hai has brought so much, I even brought you ten boxes."

"Grass..." He Gui hid his face and walked away when he heard this, but Mao Zi started booing when he was grabbed by Brother Hai.

That's not to mention, these guys in Sijiu City like to play seedlings the most. They have two bottles of tiger bone wine for each person, and they also yelled two bottles of tiger whip wine, which made He Gui lose all face.