The King's Altar

Luo Mosheng and Yuan Mingqing put aside the Li family brothers and fought to the death. Yuan Mingqing's Taiji lost its rules, and Luo Mosheng's Sanda lost its posture. In the end, it even developed to the point where you spit on me, I bite your cheeks, you choke my neck, and I pull your hair. The level of shrews is not the same, and it is totally inappropriate.Even so, there was no winner for a long time.At the beginning, the Li family brothers screamed and tried to persuade them to fight, but then they were amazed by the variety of fighting postures, and they were completely helpless!

Until the security guards heard the sound and rushed over, they hurriedly pulled the two of them away. The superstar's cute face turned into a cat's face. The flesh was scratched.

Thinking of the sensitive identities of himself and Li Wudi, Luo Mosheng didn't want to quarrel any more, lest people hear something he shouldn't have heard, so he wiped his nosebleeds, turned around and covered Li Wudi's mouth with his dirty hands, ignoring him. Struggling violently, he rudely dragged him into the room, and at the same time said to the security guard: "Get that person out for me, remember your face, whoever is let in in the future, I will fire him!"

Yuan Mingqing rolled out of the villas in disgrace, washed his face by the small river outside Yuse Mountain, returned to his innocent and docile face, and walked home slowly, like a poor girl who was robbed People, honest and friendly, at a loss and helpless, attracted the attention of passers-by.

Yuan Mingqing didn't care, he played very happily, recalling Luo Mosheng's cat face, he was very relieved, after the relief, his head and face began to ache, and his heart also began to ache, knowing that he and Li Wudi were going to be bad.

Sure enough, Luo Mosheng did not disappoint him, dragged Li Wudi back to the bedroom, slammed the door, and accused Yuan Mingqing of the crimes of that scumbag, from his dirty private life to his vicious heart of beating mandarin ducks, from his appearance. From the villainous character to the cunning and insidious character, he talked endlessly, spitting all over the place, his mouth was dry, his throat was bloody, and at the end, he asked Li Wudi: "Do you understand? Idiot! "

Unexpectedly, Li Wudi's expression didn't change much. He took out a stack of tissues and held them to him with both hands, "Wipe your face?"

Luo Mosheng grabbed Li Wudi's collar with a frenzied flick, and almost roared, "Don't you believe me? Huh?"

"I believe, I believe!" Li Wudi nodded vigorously.

Luo Mosheng heaved a sigh of relief, patted his chest and sighed, "Just trust me, I'm really afraid you'll be stubborn."

Li Wudi crawled all over the floor to pick up tissues, wiped the drool that Luo Mosheng sprayed on his face while wiping his head and face, "Dang Huang called the doctor, let the doctor see your injury .”

Luo Mo was so angry that his internal organs were aching, he rubbed his heart and then his stomach, "You don't like him anymore, do you?"

Li Wudi perfunctory: "Hehe..."

Luo Mosheng saw that something was wrong, and stared round again: "Do you believe me or not?"

"Trust me!" Li Wudi nodded his head, "I knew that he is not a good person, he is a liar!"

"Won't you get along with him again?"

"Hehe..." Li Wudi scratched his head embarrassingly.

"You don't believe me?" Romo frowned.

"Believe! Believe!" Li Wudi hurriedly patted his chest: "I will believe anything you say!"

"Won't you see him again?"

"Hehe..." Li Wudi laughed blankly.

Come again!Luo Mosheng didn't have the strength to bring up his anger again, and asked angrily: "Hehe, what is hehe? From now on, you should play the piano obediently at home, and you will never see that scumbag!"

Li Wudi accompanied him with a smiling face: "Okay, Mo Sheng, I apologize to you on his behalf, calm down, don't be like a scumbag."

"What do you mean?" Luo Mo raised his voice: "You silly boy still want to continue to associate with that scum? You should be sober! I will never allow this to happen!"

Li Wudi restrained his smile, dissatisfaction was vaguely showing between his brows: "Mo Sheng, you have a grudge against him, and it's none of my business, I just like other scum, okay?"

Luo Mosheng took a deep breath, but didn't let it out, and almost turned over. After waiting for a long time, he asked word by word: "Are you sick?"

Li Wudi said angrily, "Whether I'm sick or not, and whether I hang out with him or not, you don't care."

Luo Mosheng took a step forward, pointed his nose at the tip of his nose, and gritted his teeth: "Of course I have no right to control you, I'll tell your sister and manager!"

Li Tanghuang was eavesdropping outside the door, his expression was cloudy, and when he understood the theme of the quarrel between the two people in the room, he immediately threw all his sorrows into the sky, wiped his cold sweat with fear, and only heard his brother crying Yelling: "Mo Sheng! You said no matter who I am with, you will help me! You say the whole world will not help me, but you will help me!"

And Luo Mosheng's loud voice comparable to a bomber immediately suppressed his brother's voice: "Except for him! Except for him! I will do this to help you! Me! Yes! For! You! Good!"

Yuan, Ming and Qing predicted that Li Wudi would be blocked, but he should not be unable to see each other again. He should see him at least once, and he would suddenly appear one day.

Every time he goes out, he has to leave a note on the piano: "I'm going to pay the utility bill, you are here, wait for me for a while." "I'm going to the supermarket, you are here, eat the pudding in the refrigerator first." "I Go to work, you are here, call my shop."

What is frustrating is that Li Wudi has not heard from Li Wudi for a week after New Year's Day.

This afternoon, King’s Altar was still as usual. Belle cleared out a lot of backlog of goods, asked a few shop assistants to register and sort them out, and printed them into a promotional booklet with pictures and texts for Zhexiong. Purchased a lot of things.

Several people have a clear division of labor, Chen Yuejin carries things, Jiang Zhaowei takes pictures, Feng Qu editor introduces, Yuan Mingqing typesetting, Bei Le drinks scented tea in the mirror, and wears a pair of gold-rimmed gloves to eat snacks, and then yelled Rushing to clean the gloves stained with cream, everyone was busy in an orderly manner, only the little duck Dada was paddling in the angel bath, quacking and entertaining himself, so leisurely.

Feng Qu was unhappy all night on New Year's Day, Chen Yuejin dared to ask the reason, but he didn't find out why, and when he saw that he was fine the next day, he didn't take it to heart.And Feng Qu is naturally not a sentimental person, and he threw Sheng Xu's careless dead child to the Java Kingdom as soon as he slept.At this time, he was immersed in writing, and the notepad was filled with scribbled product introductions, each item was simple and easy to understand, making it clear at a glance.

"Small," Bei Le walked past him, stopped to look at it for a while, his eyes were gentle: "Work hard, do everything better than others, even the words are beautiful."

"Thank you boss for the compliment." Feng Qu was unmoved, and continued writing after turning a page.

"I said," Belle put his hand on his shoulder, and rubbed it affectionately: "It's not good that you are completely unfamiliar with your major. You are a capable person. You can't do this kind of chores for a lifetime. Pay more attention to it at ordinary times. Be professional. If you have the right job, jump ship quickly.”

Feng Qu stopped writing, raised his head and asked, "Boss, are you tactfully firing me?"

"Of course not. I treat you as my own child, and I don't want you to be buried." Bei Le said nastyly, looking around, looking at the floor-to-ceiling windows, overwhelmed by his empathetic and caring attitude .

Feng Qu didn't like him, nodded and said: "Slut, if you think it's a pity, you can increase my salary."

"Get out~~" Bei Le withdrew his hand, and walked away with graceful steps, "Chen Yuejin, the customers are screaming there! There is no customer service, why don't you go and check the computer?"

Chen Yuejin let out a "tweet" and leaned over to the computer to take a look. Sure enough, there were several customer dialog boxes flashing non-stop, and they replied non-stop: "Dear~ I'm coming~" "Darling, what you want is in stock." Oh, let’s shoot directly!” “Darling~ help you change the price~~”

This has just been solved one by one, and a new dialog box pops up: Hello.

Chen Yuejin reflexively replied: Dear, hello~O(∩_∩)O~

The other party did not answer.

Chen Yuejin waited for 1 minute, then asked again: Dear~ Do you need anything? (⊙o⊙)? ?

The other party still didn't answer.

Chen Yuejin got up to make a glass of juice, took a sip by himself, and handed the remaining half of the glass to Feng Qu, "Honey, drink some water."

Feng Qu didn't raise his head, "Well, let's put it aside."

Chen Yuejin lowered his head and kissed Feng Qu's face, poked a small piece of beef jerky with a toothpick and brought it to his mouth: "Honey, what do you want?"

Bei Le appeared coldly, and gave him a whip behind his back, "Damn it, everyone is busy! If you have free time, let me clean the toilet!"

Chen Yuejin had no choice but to eat the beef jerky by himself, reluctantly let go of Feng Qu, and returned to the computer with a groan, and saw the man reply three words: Are you there?

"What's wrong..." Chen Yuejin chewed the beef jerky, trembling with one foot, leaning on the chair with the other, picking his teeth with one hand, and knocking down with the other: "Yes, yes, dear~ I'm coming~( ^o^)/The man asked: Can you give me the address of your store?

Chen Yuejin didn't take it seriously, and quickly replied to the address, adding a sentence: Dear, welcome to the physical store, why~╭(╯3╰)╮In the evening, Yuan Mingqing came home from work and sent the finished promotional book along the way To Zhexiong, when he turned out of the alley, he was stopped by a young man to ask for directions.

The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was full of heroic spirit. He looked at a college student and smiled childishly: "Sir, please excuse me. Excuse me, is there a shop called King's Altar near here?"

This area is full of old alleys like a maze, and there is never a shortage of people asking for directions.Yuan Mingqing didn't even think about it, and said casually, "Yes, do you want to buy something?"

"I'm looking for someone."

"Who are you looking for?" Yuan Mingqing paused for a moment, and became vigilant: Jiang Zhaowei is a lost child who ran away from home, so the family of that scumbag is coming, right?

Unexpectedly, the young man tilted his head and looked at him with great interest, and approached him: "Sir, do you know someone from that store? Can you show me the way? I'm looking for Feng Qu, I'm his nephew."

"Sorry, I don't know you." Yuan Mingqing's heart is like a mirror: since he is a nephew, he must have something to do with his uncle, and Feng Qu only has one second uncle.Pointing in the opposite direction, he said casually: "But everyone who lives here knows that store, here, you go there, turn left and then right, a very conspicuous family, white walls and red houses , the brown wooden door, just push the door and go in." People who live here really know that the family has a fierce wolf dog!

After dinner, Chen Yue went out to take out the trash and retrieved a tall young man who had been lost for a long time.

After asking about the origin of the guests, Bei Le looked in the mirror and tasted the desserts. He didn't stand up to receive them, but occasionally raised his eyelids and stabbed Chen Yuejin with a knife.

Feng Qu's face was even more dead, and there was no emotion in his cold eyes.

Helpless, the wimp didn't realize it, served tea and water with great enthusiasm, and said in a rambling manner: "Nephew, you are too! Since it was dark in the afternoon, I didn't ask passers-by! Are you tired? Thirsty? Eat fruit! drink juice!"

"It's because I asked passers-by, who gave me directions indiscriminately, that I walked a lot of wrong roads, and was almost bitten by a dog." Sheng Xu was not polite, thanked with a smile, picked up the glass of water and drank it.

"Which one killed a thousand knives?" Chen Yuejin slapped his thigh, angrily: "The quality is too low! Eldest nephew, why don't you call and ask brother to pick you up! Feng Qu, do you think so?"

Jiang Zhaowei peeled off the lotus mist brought by the guest and sucked and chewed, "Nephew, you came here as soon as you came, why do you still bring a gift? Don't be so polite!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Sheng Xu smiled kindly, with a hint of coquetry in his tone, "I also want to call, but Brother Feng Qu, the number you gave me is an empty number."

Feng Qu's face sank like water, and he hummed: "Maybe I made a mistake."

"Little idiot! My phone number is also written wrong." Chen Yuejin gave Feng Qu a coquettish look, and quickly tore off a note and wrote three phone numbers, "Eldest nephew, here, this is his phone number. If you can't reach him, this is my phone number, and this is the phone number in the store, you can call them all!"

"Yes, yes, there are people answering the phone in the store!" Jiang Zhaowei ate a dozen lotus mist, licked his mouth full of juice and said: "Lian mist is so expensive, you should pay attention to picking fresh ones next time, you Look at it, several of them are bad!"

Sheng Xu: "...Okay, sorry, I will pay attention next time."

Jiang Zhaowei: "Why don't you buy guava? It's cheap and delicious."

Chen Yuejin also joined the topic: "I'm constipated after eating too much guava!"

Sheng Xu: "My dad said that Brother Feng Qu likes to eat lotus mist the most."

Chen Yuejin was surprised: "Is there? I haven't heard him say that!"

Jiang Zhaowei wondered: "Yes, we hardly buy this kind of fruit."

Sheng Xu raised the corner of his mouth for some unknown reason: "Maybe it's because it's too expensive, and I can't afford it now."

"What do you mean you can't afford it?" Bei Le suddenly opened his mouth and sneered meanly, "Isn't it only a few dozen yuan a catty? I will buy it with 1000 yuan tomorrow, so that Feng Qu can eat enough."

Sheng Xu smiled humbly: "I don't mean that..."

Feng Qu, who had been silent all this time, pulled back their rambling conversation, and asked bluntly: "Stop rambling, what do you want me for?"

"Brother Feng Qu, I've lost contact with you for so long, and finally found you. Of course, I wanted to come and see you. By the way, I want to know you, so I don't lose you again." Sheng Xu said the last sentence with a lot of meaning.

Feng Qu's scalp tingled for a while, and he stood up suddenly, put his hands in his pockets, and raised his chin coldly towards the door, "Enough watching, please go back."