After saying that, her expression was full of apology.
Lin Suhe whispered again: "My godmother said it exactly, I can't make the decision, but I will abide by my father's instructions. Just give me some time, okay?"
I was a little surprised.
After a moment, I responded: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
She looked at me again with grateful eyes,
I sighed in my heart, what a good girl.
But I don't have high hopes for this.
It can be seen that Lin Suhe has a very low status in front of Cui Mei, and it is not easy to get such things from her hands.
I still have to figure it out myself...
When I went back, the pouring rain had stopped, but I saw two people standing outside the door.
An old man with gray hair on his temples and a burly man.
I was a little surprised when I saw this strong man. Isn't this the guest who wanted to drink Jin Junmei yesterday?
He was too strong and cursed me, which impressed me.
"Old man, there is no tea in this shop. The boss has some mental problems. If you want to drink tea, I will take you to another place."
When the strong man saw me coming, he didn't shy away from talking to the old man.
The old man ignored me and kept looking at me.
What are they doing standing in front of my store?
I glanced at them, thoughtfully...
After a moment, it dawned on me.
Then, I said to the old man: "Since you are here to ask for help, come in."
The strong man sneered and said, "Asking for help? Who is going to ask you for help? Do you know who we are?"
"Shut up!"
The old man interrupted him sternly.
"Old man, I come to this street often. I know there is a store that sells authentic West Lake Longjing. The taste is so authentic. You and your son finally went out for a walk, so you must try it."
The strong man still said with a smile.
The old man couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "You are an uneducated waste! All you do is drink tea and flower wine all day long! Take a good look at the sign of this store!"
The strong man was stunned by the scolding and looked up at the teahouse sign.
At this time, I had opened the store door.
After scolding the strong man, the old man followed him in.
Then, he said to me: "Quinzi is ignorant, please forgive me. Little brother, I don't know what to call you yet."
"Chen Qi."
I said quietly.
The strong man rushed in from the door at this moment.
He said aloud: "Old man! I asked why this teahouse doesn't sell tea. It turns out that it's true, but this shop obviously doesn't have any real skills. I haven't heard of it for so many years!"
The old man glared at the strong man fiercely.
I continued to get straight to the point: "Is the price adequate?"
If I hadn't been short of money, I wouldn't have let them in today.
boom--
When he heard what I said, the strong man slammed the teahouse table and made a loud noise: "Why are you talking to my dad! Do you know who my dad is! How many people are begging to do things for my dad!"
After hearing this, the old man's face turned red with anger: "Sun Zhaoshan, if you want to survive, kneel down to Mr. Chen Qi!"
The strong man was full of backbone and said, "Your name is Chen Qi, right? Let me tell you, even if my life is shortened by ten years, I will never kneel down to you!"
"Treason!"
the old man said angrily.
"I don't want to accompany you anymore, I'm leaving!"
Sun Zhaoshan also lost his temper and turned around and left.
When the old man saw this, he was so angry that he trembled all over.
I looked at them silently, and after Sun Zhaoshan left, I said, "I can take this job, but the reward I want is that you buy goods for my teahouse."
Purchasing goods in a teahouse is not cheap, and you can't afford it without 300,000 yuan.
Instead of asking for money, it is better to keep this teahouse running normally. In this way, even if no one comes to me for help for a long time in the future, I will not starve to death.
As for why I dare to open my mouth like a lion, it is very simple. The old man in front of me is indeed not an ordinary person...
"Okay! No problem! Thank you sir!"
The old man didn't care at all about the reward and nodded in surprise.
"We have to wait and see what kind of victory-defying technique your son is practicing. You should go back first. Give me your home address and I'll go there later." I said out loud.
Hearing this, the old man's eyes changed again when he looked at me. He said respectfully: "Sir, I have a keen eye. I'm waiting for you at home."
With that said, the old man wrote me the address.
After I accepted his address, I breathed a sigh of relief. The teahouse was now truly open.
Afterwards, I was not idle. The art of aversion to victory was a curse. The old man's identity was not simple, and what his son encountered was also unusual. Although it was not dangerous, it was still a bit tricky. I had to prepare something.
At midnight, I found his residence according to the address the old man gave me.
No. 6, Wangfujing and Gongyuan.
This is a famous wealthy area in Shangjing, and has been an important place at the feet of the emperor since ancient times.
From a distance, I saw the old man waiting for me at the gate of the community.
He had a sad look on his face. When he saw me, he walked towards me quickly and said, "Sir, please come quickly."
The old man took me upstairs. After entering the house, in a room, the strong Sun Zhaoshan was curled up on the bed. He closed his eyes tightly, his face was ferocious and twisted, and the bedside was filled with yellow flowers, which looked very strange.
I asked: "When did you start sleeping?"
The old man replied to me: "Two hours ago, he fell into a nightmare."
I nodded, then walked to Sun Zhaoshan and kicked him in the soles of his feet!
"ah--!!"
Sun Zhaoshan shouted in shock, then suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.
Nightmares are also known as ghosts on the bed, sleeping on the bed and falling into some kind of deep dream.
The method I used to wake him up didn't have any technical content...
Wake him up!
The sole of the foot is where the Yongquan point is located. If you hit this point hard, you can feel severe pain.
The old man looked at Sun Zhaoshan with some distress and said: "Sir, do you see what kind of victory-hating technique this is? Quanzi will fall into a nightmare every night. After waking up, his life will be lost. If he continues like this, he may not be able to survive. A few good years.”
Sun Zhaoshan slowly woke up, and when he saw it was me, he said: "Old man, why did you let him come? He will die in a few years! I don't need his help! He looks like a stupid kid, and he doesn't have the ability!" "
"Shut up! You have no place to speak here!"
The old man became stern and cursed.
At this time, I stared at Sun Zhaoshan and said with a sneer: "Lost your life span? This is considered light."
The old man was shocked and said, "What other consequences are there?"
"Your Sun family will have no heirs from now on."
These words seemed to poke at the old man's vitality. His body trembled and he said in a trembling voice: "How could this happen!"
I continued, "Besides, your son is no longer able to work as a human being."
When Sun Zhaoshan heard what I said, his face turned pale.
Just like a freshly painted wall.
Time seemed to have frozen, and the room was deathly quiet.
"I'm not a hot-tempered person. Since your son doesn't need me to save him until he dies, then goodbye."
I turned to leave.
thump--
At this time, he saw Sun Zhaoshan hurriedly got out of the bed and fell directly to the floor.
Sun Zhaoshan was trembling and choked with sobs, and said, "Brother, I kneel down to you. It's all a misunderstanding..."
