Super son-in-law of a beautiful president

a time.

The atmosphere became heated.

Brother Kun has always claimed to be a reasonable person.

No matter who is right or who is wrong, he always asks the matter clearly before doing anything.

If it's the other party's fault, do it first.

If it is your own fault, then admit your mistake first, and then punish the other party.

In short, it is a must.

The few cronies that Brother Kun brought with him obviously knew his routines, that is, they were commonplace, so it was not surprising.

It's just a moment of silence for the humble old man in front of him.

Brother Kun hastily summoned them together and asked them to bring the guys with them, thinking that there was a bad battle to be fought.

Now it seems that he can handle it alone.

Brother Kun's employees are so useless. With so many employees in the coffee shop, they can't even deal with a small social mob, so Brother Kun has to do it himself.

It turns out.

The awesome boss often has a group of useless subordinates.

When they thought about it, they simply pulled up the stools and sat down, and some even put down everything from their hands, thinking that it was useless at all.

Lu Ping said with a smile: "Guests are free to come and go, what does that have to do with me? Besides, the three of them kneel, that's what they should kneel. I educated your employees for you, you should be grateful to me. What do you think Kun elder brother?"

"Thank you? Let me thank you?" Brother Kun laughed hysterically: "You beat my employee, and you still want me to thank you. Do you want to pay you a thank you fee?"

Lu Ping nodded: "If you really want to do this, I don't mind."

"Haha...are you really stupid or fake stupid? Can't you hear the good words?" Brother Kun also sat down on the seat next to him, and put the knife on the dining table. He suddenly felt that it would be nice to chat with this guy Interesting, I've never seen such a calm and calm unlucky guy, it's all about the imminent catastrophe, and you still have a sense of humor?
Lu Ping emphasized: "Don't beat around the bush, I like to go straight to the point. This is the situation, and I believe you have a general understanding. The phlegm is from him. Although I didn't drink the coffee, he really disgusted me, right? What about the manager, who committed the crime of covering up, and the chef, he threatened me with a kitchen knife. Brother Kun, tell me, if you stand in my position and encounter this kind of thing, how would you deal with it?"

"I...I..." Brother Kun sneered, "Tell me one by one, and I'll tell you the answer."

Lu Ping pointed at Sun Zhe: "He, spit in my coffee."

Then Sun Zhe hastily argued: "It's not spitting, it's not phlegm, it's mouth... slobber... saliva."

"Haha, if someone dares to spit in my coffee, I'll cut off his tongue and feed him piss and shit! Damn it, this is too serious, I'd even have the heart to kill him!" Kun Brother said without hesitation.

Sun Zhe looked at a loss.

Brother Kun, who are you with?

Lu Ping then pointed to Chen Junfeng again: "He, he shielded that spitting waiter, and even made unreasonable words, calling the dead one alive, which caused me to be beaten up by the guests just now. Moreover, he threatened me. However, His eloquence is really good, and he was fluent in stand-up comedy just now. Although he didn’t make people laugh.”

Brother Kun glanced at Chen Junfeng, and said: "If I encounter such a thing, I will cut off his tongue and make him unable to speak for the rest of his life. No matter how good your eloquence is, you can try to reason with me again? What do you use when you don’t have a tongue? Do you use a pen? What the hell are you talking about cross talk in front of me, shit!”

Chen Junfeng had a look of pig liver.

He always felt that Brother Kun seemed to have fallen for the opponent.

How can you speak to outsiders?In this case, shouldn't you disown the coffee shop and ask this troublemaker?

"Very good, very good, it seems that you are still a person who knows how to organize." Lu Ping nodded seriously, followed the order, pointed to the bearded chef, and said: "He, obviously, is the chef in your shop. Right? First of all, has his work clothes not been washed in 800 years? Have you considered the dining experience of the guests? Who would dare to eat what he made? Even if he doesn’t pay attention to personal hygiene, I don’t care about him. But He shouldn't have come to chop me with a kitchen knife, right?"

Brother Kun leaned forward and asked in a special tone: "Did he kill you?"

Lu Ping said: "Cut it off."

The bearded chef quickly interjected: "You are talking nonsense, I wanted to cut it, but I didn't."

Brother Kun asked him back: "You are so fierce, why didn't you cut it? Are your hands trembling?"

The bearded chef said embarrassingly: "He...he...he...hasn't cut it yet, but...he snatched it away."

"Take the kitchen knife empty-handed? Haha..." Brother Kun scanned the surroundings, and his target was fixed on the bearded chef, and he was stunned for a moment: "Are you fucking farting, isn't that right? The kitchen knife... the kitchen knife is not for you Is it in your hand, where was it taken away by him? Are you Biao?"

The bearded chef looked down at the kitchen knife in his hand, huh?

Yes, in my hand?

No no no.

The bearded chef was confused, but immediately figured out the reason, and explained: "It is indeed in my hand now, but just now...he was not there just now. Just now he was...he was going to give our kitchen knife to me. What about others. They say our knives are good and bright, and they say they are good at cutting meat and vegetables..."

Brother Kun looked blank: "Then did you send it off later?"

"Give it away, give it away. It used to be three, but now it's one. It's just... this one in my hand." The bearded chef shook the kitchen knife in his hand.

Brother Kun was a little anxious: "Then you tell me, why did this one fall into your hands again?"

"How...it fell into my hand..." The bearded chef said with a green face, as if he had eaten a manure, "Just now... he said that I am good at knives, and asked me to perform... a performance of swallowing a kitchen knife. So... …so he gave me the knife back. Well, that’s what happened.”

Brother Kun asked again: "Then did you perform?"

"I did the show, but he doesn't like it if I don't." The bearded chef said innocently: "I didn't want to play, but he kicked me several times. Not only did I play, Manager Chen, but also the waiter Sun... ...Sun, he also acted. All three of us acted."

Um?Um?Um?
Brother Kun was confused.

The brothers he brought also looked blank.

Brother Kun scratched his hair, looked at Sun Zhe and said, "He performed oral sex, so what did you perform?"

oral sex?

Why does this word sound so awkward?
Lu Ping followed from the side: "The three of them perform oral sex."

Sun Zhe nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, Brother Kun, what he asked me to perform was to spit on Manager Chen and that bearded man."

Chen Junfeng took over the conversation: "I perform ventriloquist, cross talk, talk show and so on."

"Damn, it's really all oral sex." Brother Kun sneered hysterically, then turned his head to look at Lu Ping, and praised, "It seems that you are very good at playing, let my staff perform for you It’s very elegant, you don’t have to spend money to watch the show, I’ll do the math for you later, and I’ll pay for it.”

Lu Ping asked: "Who pays?"

"You, who else?" Brother Kun snorted.

Lu Ping emphasized: "None of them were successful. The key point is that none of them met the requirements. The one who spit didn't spit well, and his clothes didn't get wet. The one who swallowed the kitchen knife didn't even swallow the handle, and his mouth was almost bursting. The stand-up show is even more blind, and no one is making fun of it. All the performances are ruined, and you still want money?"

Brother Kun raised his neck, laughing so hard that his intestines almost broke: "You mean, I have to pay you back?"

Lu Pingdao: "I don't mind, anyway, you have money. Although I have no idea about money."

"Dare to think. Well, you really dare to think!" Brother Kun smacked his mouth and said, "My employee spat in your coffee, I admit my mistake. My chef threatened you with a knife, and I admit my mistake too. There was that Manager Chen who covered up too much... No, no, I also admit that I was wrong to cover up the spitting subordinate. But, one size counts for one size, and I take my responsibility. What about you? Your responsibility, how are you going to take it? "

Lu Ping looked unhappy: "You have so many responsibilities, just admit your mistake and be done?"

Brother Kun asked: "Then what do you want?"

Lu Ping was about to speak.

His cell phone rang suddenly.

Caller: Gong Mengran.

"Hey, our young miss is really strict with me." Lu Ping shook his phone, and said to Brother Kun, "Let's talk later, I'll answer the phone first."

Ok?
Brother Kun looked confused.

This is the case now, is it so natural?
Still in the mood to answer the phone?
"Okay, I'll let you pick it up." Brother Kun sneered and raised his head, feeling very ridiculous in his heart.

Lu Ping went back to the door and pressed the answer button.

Chen Junfeng quickly reminded: "Brother Kun, be careful...be careful that he pretends to make a phone call and run away! He is going to run away!"

Brother Kun emphasized with a look of disdain: "Try running! If you can run, can the monk run to the temple?"

Chen Junfeng tentatively said: "Brother Kun, I... can I stand up now, my knees are bald."

"Do you really like to stand or not... Kneel again, kneel for a while, and I will help you get more medical expenses in a while. What's the situation with this bastard, financial and material resources, let him compensate several million , can you take it out?" Brother Kun raised his head and glanced at Lu Ping, his mind was serious.

Then Sun Zhe hurriedly said: "I can take it! I can take it! This man drives a big Ben!"

"Still driving? It seems that you have two money." Brother Kun nodded with satisfaction, then rested his eyes on Bian Huhu who was sitting over there, scratched his fingers at her, and called: "Sister , come, come, you come first."

Bian Huhu's scalp went numb for a while: "I...I...Are you letting me go?"

Brother Kun said sharply: "Is there anyone else besides you? Besides the one who called, is there anyone else?"

Bian Huhu looked back at Lu Ping, then tiptoed over.

Brother Kun raised his head and took a few glances at Bian Hu, sucked a few mouthfuls between his teeth seriously, sucked a piece of food residue into his mouth, then spat it to the side, raised his head and said: "It's not bad, what's its name?" ?”

Bian Huhu replied, "My name is Bian... Bian Huhu."

Brother Kun asked again: "A sheep's whip, or a bull's whip?"

Bian Huhu twisted his forehead: "The side of the polygon, Li, go to the side, that."

Brother Kun asked again: "Where is the household registration?"

The guard said: "With handles. Nurse's guard, protective guard."

"Bian Huhu...that's a rare name." Brother Kun savored it carefully for a while, and then said, "You and him... are this guy with a slightly abnormal mind. What's the relationship between you two?"

"Xiang...xiang..." Bian Huhu originally wanted to say 'blind date', but swallowed the words again, and changed his words: "No...it doesn't matter, I'm just sitting and playing, alone .”

Brother Kun naturally didn't believe it, and sneered, "It doesn't matter? Who are you lying to?"

Chen Junfeng said from the side: "Brother Kun, she...she is that guy's girlfriend, and they are together."

"A good date?" Brother Kun snorted, and said, "Have you thought about it, you two are good friends. I didn't expect you to be implicated by him today, right? I'm asking you, and you have to answer honestly."

Bian Huhu said timidly: "Brother, you ask, you ask."

Chen Junfeng couldn't help reminding: "Use you, use you. Talking to our Brother Kun, don't you, you, you, it doesn't seem respectful enough."

"You have such a stinking problem, you can call it whatever you like!" Brother Kun scolded, then continued to look at Bian Nuhu, and asked, "You two...is that gone?"

Bian Huhu blushed, "Which... which one? No... no."

Brother Kun said, "Is there still such an honest man now? If you have a girlfriend who doesn't want to touch it, is it you who won't let him touch it, or is this kid shy and not taking the initiative?"

Bian Huhu smiled wryly and said, "Brother, I really... really have nothing to do with him. It's just... a big sister in our community introduced him, and we came here for a blind date."

Brother Kun was taken aback: "Blind date? Have you met?"

Bian Huhu said: "I feel like I'm okay, I'm ready...ready to look around."

Brother Kun said regretfully: "I'm sorry, it's a good thing you didn't do that with him, girls, you must keep yourself clean."

Several of his brothers grinned there.

"You...can you let us go? He...he...Lu Ping really didn't mean to make things difficult for you." Bian Huhu bit his lip lightly and said.

Brother Kun emphasized: "You and I will definitely let go, I usually don't embarrass girls."

Bian Nuhu asked: "Then what about him?"

"Listen to me." Brother Kun looked Bian Huhu from head to toe, and then said: "Sister, you hit the gun today, you can't blame us, if you want to blame, you can only blame your blind date, it's him You got involved. I mean, these friends of mine don’t come in vain. Let us have a good time and let you go. As for him, what did you call him just now? His surname is Lu, right? Yeah, he How can it be named Lu? He is in my hands now, and there is no way to go. It seems that it is his surname that has restrained him."

"You...what do you think? Brother, can you let me go, I...I don't want to be implicated by him." Bian Huhu heard the other party's thoughts, and glanced at the crooked men , I feel sick just thinking about it.

"It's too late!" Brother Kun smiled and said, "I'll let you go after a while, that's fine, girl. Oh, you're afraid of getting pregnant, right? That's easy, I can allow you to take medicine. Brother Kun is considerate enough, right? "

This is also called empathy?
Bian Huhu thought to himself, how could there be such bad people in this world?

At this moment, a man with long nose hair stood up and said expectantly, "Brother Kun, then I'm going to buy medicine."

Brother Kun glared at him: "Buy a ball, I have it in my car."

Long nose hair giggled: "Old driver, old driver."

Bian Huhu was about to cry.

If I had known that these people were so lawless, I might as well have left just now.

What kind of king and old man am I?
Ugh.

It's all the fault of worshiping money.