You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 402 A hypocritical person and a hypocritical stomach

"Tonight, there are only three groups that will be sad about a Pistons win."

"Pacers fans, Bulls fans and Red Wings fans."

Fans of the Pacers and Bulls are easy to understand. One is a direct opponent and the other is a potential competitor. Most of the fans of the Red Wings are from Michigan. Logically, they should support the Pistons.

It is also a professional club rooted in Detroit. The Pistons are different from the Lions of the NFL. The history of the team can be regarded as exciting. There are superstars, there are superstars, there are champions, and there are iron blood and iron blood. It matches the city of Detroit very well. .

However, the Pistons are far less favored than the Red Wings of the Hockey League.

During the Bad Boys period, the Pistons were like rats crossing the street. Everyone shouted and beat them. Except for Detroit fans, almost all basketball fans in other places were hostile. No one wanted to play against the Pistons, because it would increase the risk of injury to the team's top card The threatened Red Wings encouraged fans to blackmail themselves.

Thus, the city was divided into two factions.

The Pistons are undoubtedly at a disadvantage. Although they won two consecutive championships in the late 80s and early 90s, ending the dominance of the black and white duo, but due to the rough game style, not many people paid attention to them. There are very few fans who like them, but the results are excellent. , The waist of the fans can also be straight.

The Red Wings have a large fan base and have won the championship seven times, but it takes more than 1955 years to go back to the last championship, which was in the distant [-].

At that time, the NBA had just introduced the 24-second change, Russell and Chamberlain had not yet entered the NBA, and most players had part-time jobs while playing basketball.

The hockey league has a longer history and a fan base far beyond basketball.

This is how the Red Wings can accumulate such a large fan base, but after the Pistons achieved results, they began to threaten their status in Detroit, and a war outside the arena began.

The Pistons can only grasp the right to speak if they guarantee their results. Unfortunately, their dominance only lasted for two years and then ceased to exist.

The Red Wings, which were not as brilliant as they were back then, have also been depressed. Until recent years, the two teams have risen at the same time, and the competition has reappeared.

The Pistons make one footprint a year, while the Red Wings came back strong to win the Stanley Cup again last year.

Therefore, they have a great say in the media, and the Pistons never won the championship no matter how much they improved.

Whether it's the Red Wings officials or the Red Wings fans, outside and online, they all have the attitude of a winner.

These disputes had nothing to do with the players, because only the club cared about the status of the team in the city.

Popularity, social status, fan base, influence, these factors make up the income of the team. For businessmen, nothing is as big as making money. Anything that affects their money is a big deal.

Therefore, the dispute between clubs is partly a dispute among businessmen, and partly a dispute among fans.

There is no group that loves competition more than sports fans. They will rank the best and pick the best, and they will not give up until they have to be divided into one, two, three, and four.

These things had nothing to do with Mo Mengchen.

But tonight, his lore swept the United States. In Ethan's name, the attention of this game surpassed that of the general playoffs.

Everyone in the media and fans praised it, and its influence was infinitely exaggerated.

Fans of the Red Wings spontaneously came to the vicinity of Lincoln's apartment, where they blew their horns early in the morning to demonstrate, disturbing Mo Mengchen's slumber.

"Don't be angry, as soon as you get angry, they will succeed." Ephraim persuaded.

"If I don't let them know how serious the consequences of angering me are, they will come again. I must make an example to others." Mo Mengchen said.

kill?

Ephraim was startled: "Is it so serious?"

Mo Mengchen made a phone call.

First of all, he told the bodyguards in the Garleton apartment to seal off the apartment, and at the same time informed the police to take away and educate all groups that affected the community, obstructed public security traffic, and might even be mixed in by terrorists.

Those leaders, better find a way to put a few dirty and smelly shit pots on their heads, let them stay in the police station for a while, especially pay attention, they have to be locked up with those violent gays , only in this way will they repent painfully and happily.

Mo Mengchen's revenge came like thunder, and in less than half an hour, Garidon's apartment was clean again.

The residents living in the apartment cheered for a while, Mo Mengchen was not the only one whose sleep was affected.

After this incident, Mo Mengchen decided to strengthen the sound insulation effect of the room. This is really necessary. If possible, find a time to renovate Garleton's apartment from the inside to the outside. Anyway, he doesn't have much else now, just a lot of money. .

Album sales, music rights, and companies like Google are booming, and he's now the most expensive athlete on Earth.

"Why are the police so obedient?" Ephraim said in surprise, "There are a lot of white people there."

Mo Mengchen flipped the eggs and said flatly, "Because the policeman will get sick too."

When he said this, Ephraim understood.

The name of 100% doctor is spread all over the place, some people who want to have surgery will definitely inquire about doctors from all walks of life, and the name of Mo Mengchen is too tempting for patients.

100% success.

Although the title of 100% doctor has existed in name only, and some hospitals will not let the fact that Yavi Tefdanla died on Mo Mengchen's operating table be exaggerated, but the number of patients who come here is still unabated.

In the past three years, Mo Mengchen has performed hundreds of operations, most of which are simple operations, a small number of difficult operations, and a small number of extremely difficult operations.

These operations helped him earn attribute points, and also allowed him to accumulate a large number of contacts. He knew all kinds of teachers and seniors in Detroit, and he could solve anything with a phone call.

No one wants to offend him because everyone gets sick.

If sick, they need a doctor who never fails.

At first, Mo Mengchen's accumulation of contacts was for attribute points, and it was an accident.

After three years, many things have changed.

His demand for attribute points is increasing, and the income from simple surgery can no longer satisfy him.

The daily surgery became his burden instead.

During those times, he could do other things and earn more attribute points.

He thought about resigning, but he just thought of the relationship with Sievers, and it was hard to let go.

He was going for Sievers. At Sievers' age, he was able to hold the current power in St. Lucifer's growing hospital, which had nothing to do with him.

The 100% doctor is the reason for St. Lucifer's growth, and the person who brought the 100% doctor to the hospital was Noah Severs.

"I'm dying."

Madeira walked into the room with dark circles under her eyes.

Ephraim smiled and said, "It seems that many people have been affected."

"What are those bastards yelling outside so early in the morning? It's a good thing the police came, otherwise I would have killed that idiot in the lead!" Medela angrily.

If Mo Mengchen remembers correctly, the leading white man is a fat man, and with his figure, if Madeira goes, it will be a sheep who will go to the tiger's mouth and die.

"Let me know next time you're going to do something like this."

Mo Mengchen's words made Madeira very happy, it turned out that the boss cared about her.

"Do you want to help me? But you are a big shot, how can you fight with that kind of rascal? No way!"

Big misunderstanding.

Mo Mengchen explained: "You're thinking wrong, what I mean is, tell me before you go to die, so that I can ask Harding to help me find another female assistant."

"I'm not going to die, I can really knock them down!" Madeira stood up and clenched her fists, speaking as if it was true.

"I see, James Bundella."

"I'm serious!"

Observation is Ephraim's professional habit. When asking questions in court or persuading the jury, she always carefully observes the changes in the other party's expressions, and she can spot any changes.

Those details are the difference between success and failure.

Mo Mengchen often ridiculed Madeira up and down, but this never affected their relationship.

Madeira is a competent assistant, and Mo Mengchen always complains in front of her that the former is dull, brainless, and impulsive, but he never said something like "this woman is too incompetent, I want to fire her".

What kind of relationship between men and women will take the trouble to bicker?
At some point, Ephraim felt a sense of crisis. She found that Medela not only stayed by Mo Mengchen's side every day, but even lived in Garidon Apartment, which was on the same floor as Mo Mengchen, four rooms apart.

In addition, Madeira is an exquisite beauty no matter how you look at it.

"Ephraim, do you believe me? I can really kill that [-]-jin big white pig!" Madeira angrily asked someone to support her.

Ephraim smiled dryly, "I believe in you."

"Look, Ephraim trusts me." Madeira glared at Mo Mengchen triumphantly.

Ephraim is good everywhere, but she is too kind.

It's the exact opposite of me.

"Eat."

Mo Mengchen was setting the plate, when suddenly he heard a ding.

His chicken breast was good.

Then, he crushed the meat with a juicer, put it together with the milk, and added a few spoonfuls of protein powder.

This is the easiest way to eat without wasting time.

Mo Mengchen's breakfast turned into a bowl of disgusting liquid, he closed his eyes, pinched his nose, and drank it all in one gulp.

Ephraim asked, "Are you all right?"

Mo Mengchen's expression was stiff, and he said, "It's not very good, I should put some sugar."

Then I felt my stomach rolling. It is completely normal for a person who is extremely picky about food to eat such a disgusting thing suddenly.

A hypocritical person must have a hypocritical stomach.

　Seeing Durant usher in such a result is really mixed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)