Lin Chou was really impressed.
But after all, I still feel that Shan Ye’s real-life plate-shaped face cast is not as valuable as the pans from the systematic sale, and I really don’t want to deal with it.
Besides, why don't we take some time to let Boss Lin hold his injured heart and silently shed lonely tears for a while?
Fifty million, as well as the gold dug out by the four dogs, all were reimbursed! !
I don’t even think about it, who is more heartbroken when the Party committee left a total of 600 million yuan in transaction tax instead of collecting it and instead threw the head of Yishanfang into trouble.
I'm afraid Qin Caishen is so heartbroken right now that he can't even breathe or care about his little wife!
Of course, Lin Chou didn't have time to calculate how much benefit his approval document had brought, but he was simply dissatisfied with Yishanfang.
Well, just a trace.
Too much, not too much!
If it weren't for this guy named Fu, I wouldn't have spared the dog's hole. Do you know what Sigouzi looked at me at that time?
It was simply the heartache of lamenting his misfortune and the indisputable anger, and the confusion...the tasteless bones that he had dug in a deep hole for more than thirty days and had been forgotten about, but were dug out and gnawed again by the owner.
How can you make Mr. Lin so embarrassed? Why is it so embarrassing? !
In short, Mr. Lin has an explosive mentality and is not suitable for the research and development of any new dishes for the time being.
Or perhaps because of the instructions from the parent-teacher conference, Lin Chou spent this day and night sending away countless big shots who stomped their feet and made the entire base city tremble.
In the morning, I looked at my outfit over and over again against the smooth bottom of the pot.
"Emmmm, where did the news about these guys come from? People have been coming since the auction to now."
Chi and Su Yourong were busy all morning, but they were still a little doubtful.
"Boss (Shihu), are you sure you want to wear this to attend the parent-teacher meeting?!"
Lin Chou fastened the last button on the cuffs of his suit.
"The parent-teacher conference is a very serious occasion. Is there anything wrong with me dressing more formally?"
Su Yourong held her small chin and thought carefully.
"It's not like a complete suit, tie, and leather shoes... Shihu, except for those who are subject to tax collection, there are really very few people who dress like this anymore."
Lin Chou is petrified,
"...real?"
Chi said again,
"Boss, I think your original little dress is very nice. It was handmade. Why did you insist on letting Bao Er bring back a suit from the base city? It's very strange!"
Lin Chou muttered,
"You can't bear it, right? That month, the old woman cheated me out of a hundred thousand yuan for just one outfit... It's terrible..."
Now that I think about it, he still has a bit of toothache and pain in his left and right balls.
When sending Buddha to the West, you must do what you promised.
After Lin Chou put on that unusually simple and neat dark dress, she became much more normal.
Su Yourong and Chi were quite satisfied.
"Let's just say that apart from chef's clothes, Shihu looks the most handsome in a little windbreaker like this!"
Lin Chou waved his hand,
"Okay, okay, I know it, why not? Let's go!"
Seeing Lin Chou's movements, Su Yourong shouted loudly,
"Wait! Shihu, you want to fuck Shenma??"
The little sheep made an extremely harsh bleating sound,
"What's wrong, this is quick, we don't have much time, I'm almost late... I'm still late for the parent-teacher meeting. I'm afraid Calabash Baby will be beaten out of his nose by the class teacher."
Master Shan appeared out of nowhere and took a look.
"Pfft... Are you going to ride on this? Are you going to laugh Calabash's class teacher to death and inherit his power to correct homework?!"
"..."
Lin Chou was a little confused, her eyes switching back and forth between the little sheep and her own attire.
"It seems a bit mismatched...Does any of you have paint? How about I paint the little sheep black?"
Chi shook his head in disappointment, and Su Yourong directly covered his face.
Master Shan sighed and threw away a bunch of keys.
"Here, go drive my little baby Pangolin, don't scratch the paint, I'm telling you!"
Lin Chou said,
"Stop it, I don't have a driver's license!"
"Co-author, how many guys in the wilderness do you think have driver's licenses? You need a driver's license to drive a wilderness chariot. Are you kidding me? Do I dare to learn from a coach and teach? You asked him to show me a hard anal collision with the engine into a mountain Try musk deer??”
Lin Chou still shook his head.
"Your car is too strong. I'm afraid half of the base city will be flattened by me before I run out of gas. Besides, I get motion sickness and my ability to get lost is a bit... Anyway, if you don't want to drive, I'll just run. "
Shan Ye hummed,
"My plump sister-in-law is asking you to do something like this. The parents of other people's children have luxury cars and servants, so why don't you run away? You're not worthy of your status..."
Su Yourong came up with an idea,
"Shihu, how about you take Gungun with you? Xiaoqing can do it too! It's fast and cool..."
"No, Gungun can't... Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing is too big."
So the four people and eight eyes focused on the face of a certain dog sitting upright on the ground. Well, this guy had just finished chewing a whole thigh bone of a bull, and had finished combing his hair, licking his feet, having fun, and rolling around. ...
In short, you know, when a certain person completes the one-stop business as mentioned above, it will become unusually unlike it.
He is the kind of person who is full of energy and has bright eyes, and he is also unusually quiet and serious.
“That’s it!!”
Before Si Gouzi could realize why he always felt like something cold was squeezing him, Lin Chou threw him over his shoulder as soon as his front legs tightened.
"boom!"
Lin Chou's eyes widened as he stared at the blue spotlight the size of a four-dog washbasin.
"You are a Husky now, do you understand?!"
Four dogs:
"Ouch woof..."
Lin Chou:
"Um??"
Si Gouzi slapped his chin with his paw and made a strange sound.
"Woof...didi!"
Okay, let's go.
But having said that, if other factors are not considered, Si Gouzi is really a qualified mount. He is so fast and extremely stylish, and has a sense of déjà vu comparable to Audrey Hepburn's skirt being blown up by the wind.
Of course, Lin Chou didn't have a skirt, he just got a haircut for free, the kind that would strike a wild faction like lightning.
There was a little trouble when we entered the city. To be precise, Sigouzi almost ate the ID card recognition machine, but luckily he vomited it out again in the end.
I have never seen such a big scene with the garrison. You know, this is the west gate! We are the garrison soldiers guarding the west gate!
It's just a six-level two-horse. Before the catastrophe, this thing was just a pet at most. Is it strange? It's not!
After the green light was given to release the famous boss Lin Chou Lin, several garrison troops leaned against the cool city gate cave and chatted calmly and happily amidst the screaming chaos, while enjoying the admiration and admiration of the idiot hunters and ordinary people in the collection team. look.
Unfazed by any changes, even when a mountain collapses in front of him, his expression remains unchanged, neither humble nor arrogant, the true nature of a man!
Oh, did you see it? This is your disciple soldier, the patron saint of Mingguang.
"The smell of dog hair is a bit strong. It looks like I haven't bathed for a long time."
"The price of shampoo has increased recently, and the one who just left is notoriously petty."
"She looks quite cute, and her eyes make her want to be hugged."
"By the way, why doesn't Mr. Lin make a sledge? That thing is so easy to pull, and it's as in tune with a husky's lightning strike."
Final summary:
"It doesn't have one percent of the murderous intent of General Leng, a sixth-level beast, tsk, its sincerity is just average."
