Song Shifeng's 1991

After the conversation was over, Song Shifeng suddenly realized that he seemed to have sold his new friend by weight.This negotiator must be too powerful, how on earth did he become dizzy by the crutches and eight crutches?Why did you settle down like this without even thinking about it?If Ping Guanyue found out, he would break off with him.

But he couldn't bear to let him refuse again, so he comforted himself in a mess, even if it wasn't good for him, he had to do it, and Dahupi couldn't afford to offend him.

After getting such a high-priced errand, Song Shifeng thought about how to do it well. If he wants to keep a person, he must first keep his stomach!uh bah!To keep his heart!

How to keep your heart, of course, is to do what you like and give what you want. The easiest way is to find a handsome guy and design an affair, let him fall in love, once and for all.But he didn't have much conscience left to get over that hurdle, and it's unreasonable to cheat others after taking advantage of others.Then the only thing left is career, how good it is to be busy with career, you can make money and relieve your worries.Maybe he became a great designer all of a sudden, then he has done a good thing.

The next step is to implement the plan, but before doing the work, he has to find out the client's background.

The next day, the Hongmen Banquet was put on the table.

It was just getting dark, in the small courtyard, under the big pear tree, a lukewarm wind was blowing, three people and one dog, drinking and eating meat.

The table was full of packed meals from small restaurants, and none of the three bachelors could cook.

Yan Dong is not at home, and went to the sports car again.Originally, he had already resigned from this job, but instead of his boy, he missed the job by drinking and fighting with someone, Master Xu didn't need to say anything, and came to ask him to pay for it later, Yan Dong had no choice but to do it himself first.

Rhubarb squatted next to him, occupying a corner of the table. In front of him was a bowl of large bones with meat, which he gnawed and gnawed, but his ears were erected high, showing vigilance.

Ever since Song Shifeng had taken care of the injured dog for a few days, Dahuang had treated him as his own. Although he didn't act stupid or cute in front of him, he was still very face-saving. He would no longer be a hindrance to him when he brought someone back, and would even wag his tail twice.

Poor Gouzi didn't even know that he was the cause of his injury, so he took him as a good person.

Song Shifeng reciprocated his love, anyway, he didn't treat it badly.

"Yang Jiabao, you sold one of the clothes in my store." Ping Guanyue looked at him triumphantly, "I said I can sell it, and I'm still stubborn."

"Really, that's great!" Yang Jiabao was very excited, "It can be regarded as opening, if I don't get any money, I will have to borrow money to live." The blush looks tight.

"Don't look at who I am, hum." Ping Guanyue deliberately raised his proud head.

"I don't know who hasn't opened for half a month. This time, it's still someone else's product. Hey, what can I say." Song Shifeng exposed the old story in a non-destructive manner.

"It's always better than someone. After half a month of learning how to use a sewing machine, the thread still can't go straight. There's no cure for being stupid!"

"This is my hand playing billiards, what's wrong if I can't kick a sewing machine?"

"Fart!" Ping Guanyue took a sip of beer, "You have hand cancer."

"Hey, to be serious, I can't put the clothes in your place every time, what should I do if my tailor shop keeps running out of business?" Yang Jiabao said dejectedly.

"You didn't open the tailor shop right from the start." Song Shifeng was very sympathetic to the emotions of beauties. After seeing too much, he no longer felt it.

"How to say?"

"Does it need to be said? The three major things of marriage, let's not talk about the city, just in this town, sewing machines are always indispensable. If you have a sewing machine, you can't do it yourself. Why come here to spend money? You can't do it." Not to mention, how good it is to buy ready-made ones outside, what kind of pattern, color and pattern do you want, why come to the tailor shop? Wait for three or five days for the picture?"

"I made it tailor-made, how can their mass-produced ones compare!"

"But everyone doesn't need such a high-end service." Song Shifeng said ruthlessly, "You are so slow and expensive, who in this town will make clothes?"

Yang Jiabao sighed, "I know, but I really can't lower the price." The price he offered was not high in the first place, and because there were no customers, he made a [-]% discount. There is not enough money for fabric.

"No one came, does it matter if you surrender or not?"

No one came, and they couldn't even accompany them to lose money, which is sad.

Yang Jiabao sighed, smiled wryly, "It's a good thing you don't have to pay the rent."

"That's all right, I won't die of hunger anyway." Ping Guanyue slapped him on the shoulder, "You can rest assured that you can sell your clothes at my place, and when you become famous, you have to treat me to a good meal." Then Pointing at Song Shifeng, "Don't take him."

"Cut, who cares." Song Shifeng took a sip of beer, "You can't wait to pay a sky-high price for a piece of clothing in your store. If you want business to flourish, it's a dream."

"I think you are looking for a fight! Hit him! Hit him!" Peanuts were used as bullets, and the three of them made a fuss.

"I just want to ask, what are you two thinking about? How can this small place of ours allow you to show your talents? It's so embarrassing." Song Shifeng said seriously.

"I'm tired, this is my home." Yang Jiabao said lightly.

"The person I love is here, of course I want to be here." Ping Guanyue was determined, with stubbornness, "I am pursuing my love."

"But they obviously don't mean that to the other side."

"So what, as long as he is single for a day, I will chase him for a day until..."

Song Shifeng answered instantly, "He has someone else."

"Impossible!" The child denied it outright, his conviction was terribly firm, "Who loves him more than me?" He suddenly glared at Song Shifeng, "You mustn't like him!"

"Who are you talking about?" Yang Jiabao was confused. They all like one person?But I didn't see any girl who came close.

"Drink your wine." The two of them shouted at the same time.

"But I think you're useless just like this." Song Shifeng said, "Anyway, I don't like stalking people. Not only do I not like it, but it's also very annoying."

"He won't bother me!" Ping Guanyue exploded, "Are you trying to persuade me to give up and do it myself? No way!"

Like an angry big rooster, he yelled at Song Shifeng, "I'm still here and you're going to pry the corner of my wall, why are you so worried!"

"Can you still talk properly? He Lu..." Song Shifeng stopped in time, after all, liking men is quite shocking, so don't blame the pure beauty Yang, but he couldn't utter these words quickly, so he could only mumble, " He's not Jin Yuanbao, steal your head! If you say such things again, I will break up with you!"

If he didn't remember his purpose, Song Shifeng wouldn't even want to deal with this psychopath.

"Then why do you look like you want to break us up?" Ping Guanyue still looked aggrieved, doubting his intentions very much.

"It's okay for me to be idle." Song Shifeng looked unhappy, "Don't talk about me if you have nothing to do, I still have a wife! Don't spoil my reputation!"

"Hold on." Ping Guanyue touched the wine bottle with him, as long as he doesn't steal his sweetheart, everything is easy to discuss.

"Let me tell you, why do you chase after that guy with me every day?" He suddenly looked exaggeratedly terrified, "You've taken a fancy to me, don't you! Don't! You can't even take a fancy to Yang Jiabao!"

"Come on, you, I'm just looking at you, in case you are tempted that day, I can kill the signs in the cradle."

It's really fucking coming to look at him, Song Shifeng didn't know whether to cry or laugh, "Are you stupid? See if I'm useful? What if he uses me as a shield?"

"You're stupid." Guan Pingyue rolled his eyes, "Brother Lu is the only variable around you, and the others are old people who have known him for at least five years, and he won't let me follow him, and he doesn't care who you look at."

"I won't let you follow either."

"Don't, we are so happy together. I just like to play with you. Unlike those people, I don't want to flirt with you."

Song Shifeng gave him an extremely wonderful hehe.

"Are you still rivals in love?" Yang Jiabao was taken aback when he heard this, he couldn't figure out what the two of them were doing, he always felt that the relationship between them was messy.

Song Shifeng explained very funny, "To be exact, the person he is chasing is chasing me, but I don't like him. He was afraid that I would be moved, so he came to look at me."

"You guys really know how to play." He was amazed.

"That's pretty good." After finishing speaking, the three laughed and touched one more.

After he finished laughing, Yang Jiabao's face dropped, and he changed the topic again, "How do you think the shop business can be done well?" He was depressed, "I'm such an adult, I can't let the child care The widow's wife's relief is really outrageous. If I knew it, I wouldn't have put all my money on the fabric."

The pile of fabric alone is worth a lot of money, he saved it little by little, and bought what he liked when he saw it. Many materials were not available in China, and almost all the money he earned was spent on it.At that time, he never thought that there would be no business if he opened a shop. When he thought about it, he needed craftsmanship and materials, so how could there be no business?Just dumbfounded now.

Ping Guan jumped up, "We are brothers and sisters, but I have a thick skin. If I can't do it, I can ask my family to support me. I can always hold on."

For a while, the clouds were gloomy, and they were all expected to be incapable of doing business.

"We have to think about business matters, but let's forget about it today. Come on, let's get drunk and relieve our worries." Song Shifeng didn't have any ideas for a while, so he had to drink.

As a result, when the two bottles of beer went down, Yang Jiabao, who looked like a delicate flower, was still blowing on the bottle, and Ping Guanyue, who looked like a wolf cub, fell down first.

He hasn't spoken yet...

This bullshit misread the world.

"Song Shifeng, let's do it together." Yang Jiabao sat on the stool with his back upright, as if the angle was marked with a ruler, it was beautiful and elegant, and he didn't relax when drinking.

"Song Shifeng, I really envy you." He smiled, with a beautiful melancholy, "You don't know how much I envy you."

"Why do you envy me?" Song Shifeng leaned over with a smirk, "Envy me for being handsome?"

"I envy you for living your life happily no matter what, as if forever," Yang Jiabao gestured, "all facing the sun. People will feel happy when they see it." He said it very seriously and seriously , "Aren't you ever unhappy?"

Song Shifeng really didn't pay attention to this, the point is that no one told him.At home, he is a stinky and annoying second child. Outside, he is a small boss. They are all scumbags. No one has ever praised him like that.Suddenly he couldn't help being smug at what he said, and he was in a great mood.To the sun, lol.

"Hey, I'm embarrassed to say that, but I just don't like to have a sad face, and solve problems if there are problems. There is nothing difficult to overcome." Song Shifeng was very complacent, and couldn't help blowing another bottle.

"How to solve it? It's too difficult." He looked up at the sky, "Don't look at the jokes with you during the day, I'm so worried that I can't sleep at night."

"Difficult? Is it difficult for me to redeem all my wealth in five years?" Song Shifeng, who couldn't stand the good words, immediately turned on the mentor mode, "I was only seventeen at that time, and my entire wealth was seized , much worse than you."

"How much wealth do you have at the age of 17, 100 yuan?" Yang Jiabao smiled and shook his head, "Stop teasing me."

"What kind of New Year's money, I was doing business at that time, okay? Besides, not only that, but also the money for the next five years, all of which will be deducted."

"How to deduct future money?" Can future money be deducted?

"Write an IOU." Song Shifeng drank a few sips of wine, "You can't imagine how I lived during those days."

"But why did you detain it?"

"lost."

"You gamble!"

"What are you thinking about? It's losing!" Song Shifeng recalled that his face was horrible at the time, "Of course I was young, and after learning a few hands of billiards, I became invincible in the world. I went around teasing cats and dogs to earn extra money, and ended up kicking the iron board. If you lose, you will lose. If you lose, you are still not convinced, and you will find someone to fight every few days. If you lose, you will pay an IOU. If you lose, you will lose a lot of money." A piece of gold medal fell into the ditch, and the bloody lesson was heart-wrenching, but I just talked about it in general.

"Then what do you do? Win it back?"

"How could it be so easy? Later I realized that the one I was comparing with was the retired coach of the national team. The coach of the national team, who can win? In order to redeem the IOU, I practiced under him for five days. I played with the ball for [-] years, and I would go to him as a sparring tool every day after get off work, three hours a day, the life of being abused has nothing to love."

"He wants to teach you how to play."

"Forget it, that guy has no children, and makes me happy every day."

"And you beat him?"

"He had a stroke, his hands were shaking while holding the club, and he couldn't play anymore." Song Shifeng's tone was unspeakably melancholy.

What are you trying to tell me?Shouldn't there be hope if you work hard?How did it become watching the sky and eating?Yang Jiabao didn't even know what to say.

"So, things will eventually turn around, and work hard and get the job done."

Yang Jiabao looked blank.You have said everything, what else can I say.

The two of them were talking, when Rhubarb suddenly rushed out with an "Aww".

Yan Dong is back.

The author says:

Thank you for your collection of the next book "Hiding in the Firehouse as the Kitchen".

"Guess what kind of dark cuisine Brother Nine has made today? Choose one of Stewed Chicken with Tomatoes and Stir-fried Bitter Gourd with Chaotian Pepper." The team members under training laughed with ease.

The newcomer Mengxin asked weakly: "Is the chef cooking special?"

"It's not special, it's unpalatable, it's terrible!" The old team member looked solemn.

"Then why don't you fire the squid?" Mengxin couldn't bear it.

"Fired Brother Nine, who repaired our computers, tutored our children in Mathematical Olympiads, and settled the detachment's finances."

"Without brother Jiu, who will give us massage, bone loosening and acupuncture?"

"Without brother nine, who will translate Japanese, Korean, French, and Latin tortoise script for me?"

"Without Brother Nine, who will we compete for No. 1 in the art competition? Who will play the piano, flute and erhu for us?"

The team members grabbed Mengxin's shoulders and taught the secret: "Boy, let me tell you, if you offend anyone in the team, don't offend Brother Nine, offend, no, offend!"

Mengxin drew in his mind a burly man with three heads and eight hands, so many abilities have already left the scope of human beings.

Chef Brother Nine knocked on the basin with a big spoon, smiled at the new team members, showing a pair of sweet dimples: "Today there are new team members, I added a dish, banana fried celery, super delicious."

Mengxin's eyes widened. Is this the ninth brother or the ninth brother?What about the burly guy with three heads and six arms?What did he say just now?

Team members...