Kill you nine tribes. I have to say that this sentence is still very lethal. It represents domineering and a river of blood. However, the person who said this is not a beggar, but a high-ranking king. The deterrence may be greater. . And being a beggar is even more ridiculous. Without any surprise, this person's words once again caused a roar of laughter. It is ridiculous to wear a crown while wearing a monkey, and it is even more ridiculous to stick a green onion in the nose and pretend to be an elephant.
"Hey, I'm so scared. Come and kill me quickly."
"Hahaha, a beggar wants to kill my nine tribes. This is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life."
"No, no, I don't want to die. I'm a good citizen. You'd better kill my evil bitch. She taught a beggar a lesson yesterday. That person should be with you."
Everyone's ridicule once again aroused laughter from the diners. A group of sad and numb people will only find happiness in people who are poorer than themselves. The human nature of hard work has been wiped out. It is nothing more than living one day at a time, like a monk hitting the clock every day. , be content with the situation and be content with the status quo. Find some comfort in others by the way.
"You guys" It was obvious that this person who looked like a beggar had poor ability to withstand stress. He was so angry that he didn't know what to say and had the urge to run away and burst into tears.
Wang Budie couldn't help but sigh. The numbness of human nature is the most terrifying. If a nation can only laugh at its own kind, such a nation will die sooner or later.
Women's hearts are always soft. Seeing everyone laughing at the visitor, Leng Bingbing felt heartbroken for a while. Thinking of his own past and childhood, how is it different from this person? Begging is the most undignified thing. Ridiculing, beating, scolding, and teasing are all commonplace. But you have to endure all this, after all, you want to live.
Life is hard and tiring. Suffering from tiredness is not only physical, but also mental.
Leng Bingbing was speechless, stood up, and walked out. Wang Busheng did not stop her. He could not stop his wife's kindness. After all, kindness was so rare in this world, and Wang Bushu couldn't let kindness become a story in a book.
Heartache is inevitable. After all, if his wife's kindness shows up, it means that Wang Busheng will lose his money.
The image of the cold Virgin Mary came to the side of the beggar.
The man who looked like a beggar instinctively backed away. After all, the brilliance of cold beauty was still very dazzling, even if it only exposed his eyes. It is said that glasses are the window to the soul and a symbol of beauty. People with good-looking eyes are basically not ugly.
Everyone should agree that when we meet a beautiful woman, we will always straighten our waist unconsciously, show the most handsome side of ourselves to the beautiful woman, and tell her silently and discreetly in words. , you own a house and are rich, and you usually drink bird's nest. The cars parked in the garage are limited editions imported from abroad, and then you inadvertently reveal the big gold chain around your neck and the thick gold chain on your ten fingers. For an agate ring, if you still have body odor, you will use perfume to cover it up. If you are too short, wearing it will make you taller. Men will always flex their muscles in front of female lizards like male lizards. It's just for the pleasure of that second.
And people who look like beggars should think the same way. They dislike the smell of their own bodies, let alone others.
The brilliance of motherhood will always be reflected in kind-hearted women. Leng Bingbing did not back away because of the smell of this person, but said softly, "You are hungry."
The man's face turned red and he nodded.
"Come in and eat with us."
Wang Bushi touched his head and felt a headache. The food on this table was like feeding a dog. And it would also cause public outrage.
No, when the store clerk heard the cold words, he hurriedly said, "Hey, sir, beggars are not allowed in our store."
"Why, don't you people in the service industry have to regard customers as God?" There is no reason for business people to drive away customers. Leng Bingbing was a little confused.
The king knew that he was going to lose money before he died. He stood up and took out an ingot of silver from his arms, which weighed twelve pounds. He had no choice but to waste it in order to stand up for his wife.
The store clerk was a bit embarrassed. The temptation of silver ingots was still great, but the store also had its own rules.
"The rules are for dead people, but for people they are alive," Wang Bushi said before he could finish his words.
The man who looked like a beggar hugged Wang Busheng's calf tightly. It seemed that men always like to hug other people's calves. Could it be that following Wang Busheng was a hobby.
I just heard the beggar cry and say, "Master, I finally see you alive. I worked so hard to find you."
"Um" The picture changed too fast. Wang Bu was a little slow to react. He instinctively wanted to pull his legs back, but both legs were hugged. Wang Bu was worried that if he pulled his legs, he would fall. In front of his wife, it would be bad. .
"Let me go first. Let me go first."
"No, I won't let you go. Let you go. What if I can't find you again?"
This kind of scene is similar to that of an infatuated girl, longing for her beloved to tear off her clothes and ravage herself crazily.
"Did you get the wrong person? We are not familiar with each other." When I came to this world, I didn't seem to have many acquaintances, let alone beggar friends.
"No, Master, I didn't admit my mistake. Look at my face, look at my face." The visitor raised his face and wiped it again with his sleeve. Of course, the effect was not very obvious.
Looking at this person, Wang Bushit still had a puzzled look on his face. Wang Bushit was not face-blind, nor did he have amnesia. It was just that he could not find this person's appearance in his mind. Could it be that he was just like me, traveling through time in the 21st century?
"Then, let me ask you weakly, who are you?"
"Master, it's me, I'm Wu Chu."
"Ah, uh, Wu Wei, that dog meat seller." Wang Busheng suddenly realized that he was the first rich second generation he knew.
"Uh, okay, just think of it as a dog meat seller." The man nodded.
The person who came was none other than Zhu Wuyi, the disciple who was forced to accept Tianci Mountain King Immortal and the fourth son of the current Holy Emperor.
Life in the palace was lonely and boring, with no one to play with. Zhu Wuyu, who was in the active age of adolescence, naturally couldn't sit still. After preparing for a long time, saving some private money, and stealing money from his mother, , and left quietly.
Zhu Wuyi had planned it for a long time. He did not spend all the travel expenses prematurely like the white cat and the black dog and begged all the way. Zhu Wuyi came to Songjiang Mansion by car.
However, Songjiang Prefecture is still very large and has a large population, so it is still very difficult for Zhu Wuyi to find Wang Busheng. If he does not give up or abandon, Zhu Wuyi believes that where there is a will, there is a way. He finds a hotel to stay in and goes out to look for people during the day. , went back to rest in the evening, but as time went by, there was not much money left on him, so Zhu Wuyi also brought a lot of longan, lotus seeds and the like, but he had to hold on for a few more days. Zhu Wuyi originally wanted to buy the jade cicada too. Yes, it's just that when people saw this thing, they rejected it decisively. Not everyone dared to accept this palace thing.
After all his money was spent, the hotel owner lost his good face, so Zhu Wuyu was kicked out and slept on the street. Zhu Wuyu was still able to accept it. After all, the weather was still hot, so it didn't matter if he slept outside, but he was suffering from hunger. No, Zhu Wuyi's professional skills in begging are relatively poor, and he still has a little sense of shame, so starvation is normal.
Until today, when he met Wang Busheng again, Zhu Wuyi felt that today was the day of his rebirth, the beginning of a new life, following his master. Well, there is food to eat.
"Um, Wu Wei, you are Wu Wei," Wang Bushi couldn't believe it. As the young master of the largest dog meat chain store in the country, he would be reduced to this situation. Could it be that his family is bankrupt? It shouldn't be possible. He is in the food business and is bankrupt. There are too few, "Why are you like this? You are so incompetent."
Zhu Wuju's face was full of shame, "The apprentice has embarrassed the master." No longer paying attention to the apprentice who was smearing his face, and looking at the shop assistant, Wang Bushit continued, "Let's continue the topic just now. Do you want money?"
"Look what the guest officer said, who doesn't want money? People, don't they live for money?" The shop assistant nodded and stared at the money eagerly.
"As long as you agree to my request, this money will be yours." Money can make all the difference, and it will be very easy to change your principles.
Without any hesitation, the shop assistant took the money from Wang Bushi's hand, his face as bright as a chrysanthemum, "Haha, the guest officer is satisfied. The customer's requirements are our pursuit."
Wang Busui is also very satisfied. This is the effect he wants. Silver, you have to admit, it is a good thing.
After taking the money and not waiting for Wang Busheng's instructions, the shop assistant started busy. He saw the shop assistant put away the food, then moved all the tables and chairs out, and then the food. It was probably because of the money that the shop assistant added more money. I ordered a dish and a bowl of rice.
"Uh, what do you mean?" The monk who was two feet tall was confused. He had said that he wanted to go out to eat.
"Sir, the rules are set by the boss, and you guys don't dare to change them." Then the waiter smiled mysteriously, "But if you don't eat in the house, it doesn't count as breaking the rules. The view outside is wide and the air is fresh. It's better than indoors." "It's much stronger. Please use it slowly, sir. If you need anything, just say hello." The store clerk left with a smile. I really hope I can meet such customers every day.
Wang Bushi was alone in the wind. His IQ was much better than his own, the white cat and the black dog. Wang Busheng had the urge to poach others.
As things have become, Wang Busheng can't move the table back. Eating is a mood, and it's the same wherever you're in a good mood.
It was originally a sweet lunch for two people, but in the end, a third person appeared.
"Why are you still standing there, eat quickly," Leng Bingbing said. Leng Bingbing had long been immune to her husband's unusual behavior, so it was not surprising that a disciple suddenly appeared.
"Thank you, Master." She was with her master, and she seemed to be pretty good-looking, so she was naturally the Master. Zhu Wuyi was not incompetent, and had some logical reasoning.
Zhu Wuyi looked at Wang Fusei and respected his master. Zhu Wuyi still abided by it. He couldn't do things that the master didn't ask, and he had to do things that the master told him to do.
"Stop looking and let's eat." When I see the strange looks from people walking on the street, let’s just think she’s a beautiful woman being watched on the beach.
"Thank you, Master. You're welcome." Picking up the bowl, Zhu Wuyu didn't care about his image as a prince. When people are hungry, they always give up many things, including their own face. It was originally a meal for two people, and Wang Busui didn't order many dishes. But suddenly there was one more person, and the amount of dishes was much less. And it seemed that Zhu Wuyi had inherited the glorious tradition of eating from the old Zhu family. Leng Bingbing and Wang Bushit didn't use their chopsticks, but just... Seeing Zhu Wuhao eating, half of the dish was gone with one chopstick, and he stuffed a chopstick into his mouth. Seeing this scene, Wang Busui suddenly lost his appetite. Put down his chopsticks and look at Leng Bingbing.
Leng Bingbing also smiled awkwardly and put down his chopsticks.
"Master, why don't you eat?" Noticing his master's strange behavior, Zhu Wuji put down the bowl he had licked clean and asked.
"Master, you're not hungry. Just eat when you're full, Wu Wei."
"Master, I'm still a little short. Since you're not hungry, give me the rice. Don't waste it."
