I looked back at Taozi and said, "Don't talk nonsense there, Xiaomei has just graduated."
"Everything else I accept is a layman. No one knows more about men and women than I do."
After a pause, she smacked her lips and said, "How should I put it? I feel like her feelings for you are weird."
"Have you not noticed that as long as I say one more word to you, she will immediately explode?"
She sat up straight in the passenger seat and said seriously: "She seems to be worried that you will leave at any time. She is very vigilant. Do you understand?"
really.
Taozi has seen countless love affairs between men and women, but when it comes to Xiaomei, I think she is mistaken.
In other words, it's complete nonsense.
I'll take Tao Zi to Yueming Tower first and put the car here as well.
This car is too dazzling. If Uncle Ya discovers it, it will be difficult to handle.
When I arrived at the entrance of the teahouse, I called Ji Canghai into the alley next to me.
I carefully put the money into his arms: "Don't let Xiaobai do hard work, this will be enough for you to last for a while."
Ji Canghai looked at the envelope and sighed, "How much is this?"
"Not much, just twenty thousand."
He looked around, rubbed the tip of his nose, and whispered, "I just want to discuss something with you."
"Zhang Zhenhai is looking for me."
"Huh? Isn't he a trainer at a martial arts school?"
Ji Canghai said with a hint of pride, "He wants to invite me. He wants to set up a professional team and then go out and play games to make money."
I immediately became happy: "This is your old profession!"
"I don't want to discuss this with you."
I waved my hand quickly: "Brother, you only live for yourself. You don't need to discuss everything with me."
"If you want to do it, just go for it!"
Chen Changming is dead, and no one is looking at us covetously anymore.
Ji Canghai really shouldn't be trapped in a teahouse with his good skills.
While we were talking here, there was a sudden noise from around the corner.
When I listened carefully, every word was insulting.
Ji Canghai also pricked up his ears and said warily: "Why do I seem to hear your name?"
"Um?"
We looked at each other and quickly emerged from the alley.
As soon as I went out, I felt tense all over.
At least dozens of people gathered in front of the teahouse, including men and women, mostly young people.
The waves of angry curses became louder and louder, as if they were about to knock down the teahouse.
Ji Canghai was right, he was really scolding me.
He hugged his arms and chuckled: "Look at this posture, are you here to fight for your life?"
"Did you dig someone's ancestral grave, or steal someone's wife?"
"Get lost."
I laughed and cursed, looked up again, and suddenly found that this group of people had broken open the door of the teahouse and swarmed in.
"Fuck!"
Ji Canghai's reaction speed was faster than mine, and he had already run several meters away in the blink of an eye.
When we rushed in, only Uncle Ya was sitting in the hall, calmly looking at the angry crowd.
The people listening to the book in the audience were even more stunned, staring blankly at this group of uninvited guests.
Tao Zi did not lie to me. The teahouse’s business has indeed resumed.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Ji Canghai's voice was like thunder, successfully attracting everyone's attention.
"Susu..."
The moment they looked back, they had already reached their hands behind their waists.
Forget it if you break into a house privately in a big way.
What I didn't expect even more was that in broad daylight, they dared to carry the murder weapon unscrupulously.
Just as I was about to move forward, Ji Canghai slapped me in front of my chest and took out half a piece of hemp rope from his trouser pocket.
Turning his head, he looked at me with a smile: "Five minutes, bet on a meal."
I can only sigh silently, someone is going to be unlucky.
Ji Canghai faced off against dozens of people, but his momentum was not lost at all.
After a while, people started pushing each other, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger.
At this time, Uncle Ya, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.
"What are you doing?"
The soft tone temporarily suppressed the smell of gunpowder, and Uncle Ya shook the fan slowly.
"The person you are looking for is not here either. What are you doing here?"
"Hey! You old fool!"
Suddenly a yellow figure popped out of the crowd. He walked towards the stage and pointed at the tip of Uncle Ya's nose.
"Who doesn't know that Chen Qi is your apprentice?"
"Wow."
Uncle Ya raised the tea cup in his hand and half a bowl of hot tea was splashed in his face.
"Chen Qi has nothing to do with me, get out."
