Dr. Song's temperament and appearance don't look like that kind of social woman. I've been in contact with that kind of woman a lot, and no matter how much I try to cover it up, I can't block the aura of prostitution in her bones. But the look on Dr. Song's face when he was eating steamed buns in front of me just now...why? Speaking of which, she felt like a different person again.
I call myself a master of emotions and can see through women's deepest thoughts, but in reality I only talk on paper, and I know this.
Therefore, now I can’t see what kind of medicine Dr. Song and his wife are selling. Anyway, the principle I adhere to is that soldiers will block it and water will cover it.
After three rounds of drinking, about half a catty of liquor per person, nothing happened to me, but Dr. Song’s husband seemed to be 60 or 70% drunk. I observed that he used a lighter to light a cigarette several times before he could light it.
There is a small gas stove under Jintang Lao Turtle, and the stew is making a beeping sound.
"Brother Xiang, to tell you the truth, although Lao Kong is a manager of a big company, his salary is really not enough."
I had no expression on my face and picked up the dish with chopsticks.
He said with a slumped face: "I have two thousand yuan a month, which is enough for what I can do. Don't look at our small county of Chun'an, which is not big. In fact, consumption in all aspects of life is not low, and housing prices are also high. Just wages. Low, if my wife hadn’t opened a clinic to support our family, we wouldn’t have been able to afford a house in the past few years since we got married.”
I thought to myself, if you want money, just ask for it quickly, Momojiji, I don’t want to hear you nagging about your family’s shortcomings.
He said: "Brother, please call me big brother. Today's meal will not be free of charge for you. Please make a list of the equipment you want and give it to me. I will take care of things for you later."
I hurriedly asked the waiter for paper and pen. After thinking about it, I quickly listed all the professional diving equipment I needed, mainly including counterweights, mouthpieces, wetsuits, masks, and most importantly, the dozens of gas cylinders. Also comes with two bottles of Thai Nose Tong.
He glanced at the list and immediately asked: "Do you need so many oxygen bottles by yourself?"
I hurriedly explained: "Brother Kong, I am traveling with my friends. The five of us all want to go diving."
"Even if there are five people, they can't use so many oxygen bottles in a short time, right?"
This really didn't make sense, so I forced myself to explain: "I just thought that because of your relationship with Brother Kong, I would buy a few more at once, so as not to use them when I can save them."
He suddenly put down his chopsticks, turned to Dr. Song and said, "Pingping, go to my car and help me bring my coat in."
After Dr. Song left, he suddenly lowered his voice and said: "The counterweights and Thai nasal passages are only used for deep dives below thirty-five meters. Don't think that I will be fooled if I drink too much."
My heart skipped a beat, I didn't expect this person to be very considerate.
Across the wine table, he pointed at me and said, "If I guess correctly, you should have a team of five to six people. The tour is fake. Are you trying to secretly do something illegal in our Qiandao Lake?"
I put down my chopsticks with a bang:
"Brother Kong, you drank too much! I just came to Qiandao Lake to have fun, and I will never do anything illegal!"
"hehe...."
"You kid, are you still hiding it? Brother, I'll give you six words!"
He stared at me and said word by word: "When fishing for pearls, don't scare the dragon."
It took me half a minute to react. Seeing me stunned, he took a sip of his wine with a contented expression.
I came here to dig out the water hole, but he misunderstood me! He probably thought I was a pearl diver!
