Super son-in-law of a beautiful president

Lu Ping chatted with fellow workers while drinking.

The dishes are good, it seems that they really put their heart into it.

There are also sea cucumber and abalone porridge, and salmon sashimi. In short, the dishes are very high-grade.

Yin Guangming brought a few bottles of old-fashioned Moutai, and Lu Ping tasted it, and it was genuine. It seems that this guy is quite good at enjoying it.

The kneeling people also shifted their direction subtly.

Uncle Lu was having dinner with the migrant workers, and it was really boring for them to kneel in front of the empty chairs.

They do not ask for pardon, but for escape.

But don't end up like Xiao Dingshan.

That's Brother Shan, the famous Wangdong District boss!
Even he can't escape, let alone everyone who is kneeling, they are all small tricks.

"Oh, why is this fish raw?"

"I also eat raw."

"Brother, this is salmon, which was originally eaten raw."

"Sashimi? Oh, I know."

Yin Guangming, who is the owner of the restaurant, listened to their conversation, and his heart went up and down.

He was afraid that Uncle Lu would find something to mess with him.

Fortunately, the migrant workers have never eaten sashimi, and they helped explain it.

It was a near miss.

For a while, Lu Ping clinked glasses with fellow workers, having a great time.

Lu Ping also put forward his own idea: "If there is wine and meat, it would be great if there are singing and dancing talents to add to the fun."

Workers clapped their hands in response.

Lu Ping looked at Ma Rui: "Xiao Ruirui, don't you whistle well, play a song!"

Ma Rui looked up at Lu Ping nervously: "Blow... Blow a song?"

Lu Ping smiled: "You can stand up and blow."

"I'm blowing, I'm blowing!" Ma Rui supported the ground and stood up, almost lost his footing, ouch, I hurt my knees, I hurt my joints.

Lu Pingdao: "First blow a few hot words casually."

Ma Rui pursed his mouth and blew a tune casually.

Lu Ping pointed at Ma Rui with his chopsticks, and said, "I remember, you are pouting, so just play that pouting song, what's it called?"

Ma Rui hurriedly replied: "Mouth beeping."

Lu Ping raised his hand: "Okay, hurry up."

Ma Rui looked for the status, pouted and began to play the song "Mouth Dudu".

A worker seemed to be happy after drinking, clapped his hands and sang along with his soundtrack:
The spring breeze blows a butterfly on a flowering branch

I will take you to Jiangnan to Beiye
You said waiting for you to sketch that snow season

Come back and sit with me to make tea

Another season of flowers blooming and butterflies on branches

I'm waiting for you at Jiangnan Arch Bridge Night

Think of you with the pipa and play the spring dream season

The journey home is far away, the string is broken, the dream is gone
you say pouting
Toot toot

beep and you will come
you say pouting
Toot toot

Toot and the flowers will bloom
you say pouting
I beep beep beep
Beep and wait for you to come back
you say pouting
I beep beep beep
……

"Brother, you sing really well." Lu Ping toasted the migrant worker.

Ma Rui was a little unconvinced, obviously I was the one who toot and brag well, okay?
But he dared not raise objections.

"Next!" Lu Ping seemed to be in a good mood.

This time Yin Guangming volunteered to raise his hand.

Lu Ping asked, "What do you know?"

Yin Guangming replied: "I will imitate the show."

"That's good, stand up first." Lu Ping asked with interest: "What do you always imitate?"

Yin Guangming stood up on his painful knee, and said like a treasure: "I will imitate Jiang Dawei, Li Yugang, Andy Lau, Zhang Xueyou, Tengger, and Jay Chou, oh, and Ma Sanli, Guo Degang, I can learn a little bit." He While talking and thinking, standing is much more comfortable than kneeling. Fortunately, I said a few more witty words.

Lu Ping put down his chopsticks and exclaimed: "I can't tell, can animals imitate?"

Yin Guangming is confident: "You can try."

Lu Ping said: "Then you bark like a dog."

There was a roar.

Yin Guangming's face turned green.

But the emperor asked his ministers to learn, and the ministers dared not not to learn.

So Yin Guangming could only get rid of this old face, and really started to learn: "Wow, woof!"

Lu Ping shook his head: "It can be more similar."

Yin Guangming turned up the volume: "Wow, woof woof!"

Lu Pingdao: "It seems that there is still potential."

Yin Guangming: "Wow, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof!"

Lu Pingdao: "Can it be more lifelike?"

Yin Guangming simply lay down on the ground, supported the ground with both hands, and pitifully faced the front: "Wow, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof..."

Lu Ping smiled: "It looks like this time! Even more like it!"

Can it be different?People now not only sound like, but also imitate the body very realistically.

"Next!" Lu Ping took a sip of the wine, becoming more interested.

This time it was Li Zekun who raised his hand and stood up.

"Oh, lobby manager, what talent do you have?" Lu Ping asked.

Li Zekun introduced: "I can... I can sing Peking Opera."

Lu Ping exclaimed: "The quintessence of the country, what a talent!"

Li Zekun cleared his throat and sang "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water" by Jiang Dawei.

The rolling waters of the Yangtze River to the east
The waves scoured all the heroes
success or failure

Aoyama is still there

sunset red

……

"Is this Peking Opera? Who are you fooling?" Lu Ping threw his chopsticks over.

In order to be lazy, Ma Rui stood up and walked in front of Li Zekun, and slapped him in the face: "Is this a Beijing opera? This is the theme song of "Journey to the West"! Oh no, no no, it's Three... Three Kingdoms... "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" "theme song!"

He looked flustered, but luckily he came back witty.

Otherwise, the master will be angry again.

Li Zekun covered his face with a blank expression: "Huh? I... I always thought it belonged to Peking Opera! The singing is very rough."

"Rough, rough, that word is pronounced Guang! GUANG Guang, three tones!" Lu Ping was also speechless. My Chinese language is extensive and profound, and it was all ruined by these people who didn't study hard.

For a moment, Lu Ping felt a little sad.

I think that when I was a child, my family was poor and I regarded books as my life.

Helpless, fate is full of disasters, being cheated by Sheng Aicai's animal, and the family is even worse.

When he was only a teenager, he was forced to drop out of school.

Otherwise, I might be a scholar, writer, or scientist.

God is jealous of talents.

God is jealous of talents!
"Next!" Lu Ping restrained his memory and continued to find someone to cheer him up.

This time it was Chen Hui's turn to recommend himself.

Lu Ping gets angry when he sees him. If it weren't for his dog's eyes to look down on people, how could this restaurant be in trouble today?
Of course, Yin Guangming and Li Zekun were even angrier seeing him.

"What unique skill do you know?" Lu Ping asked.

Chen Hui replied: "I usually learn some little magic tricks online."

"Talent!" Lu Ping looked at him expectantly: "I'm also very interested in magic."

Chen Hui was flattered: "Then you...what kind do you want to see? I'll see if I can change it."

Lu Ping asked: "I think that kind of money-changing magic..."

Chen Hui said excitedly: "I will, I will! I will prepare first."

This male waiter has been fond of magic since he was a child. He often reads some magic reveals on the website, and even asked a third- and fourth-tier magician to study for a period of time.

And he is indeed talented in this area, and he can learn it as soon as he learns it.

I didn't expect that my talent would come in handy today.

It seems that this Uncle Lu is more interested in magic, and his flattery is probably louder than the previous ones!

In this tense atmosphere, whoever can make this master happy will have a much lower risk factor.

Chen Hui still understood this point.

Gotta hold on.

Come on!

Chen Hui prepared the props and stood in front of everyone with a confident face.

Lu Ping glanced at him, not to mention, if this guy hadn't been wearing waiter's overalls, he really had the air of a magician.

"Look, everyone, I'm holding a one-dollar bill! Isn't that right?"

"Please don't blink, a miracle will happen soon!"

As Chen Hui said, he rubbed the banknotes with his hands.

That one-dollar bill immediately became ten dollars.

"Amazing! This is too powerful!"

"How did one yuan turn into ten yuan? There is no flaw."

"..."

The praise continued.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Hui took the opportunity to continue, showing both the front and back of the money.

"Now I'm holding a ten-dollar bill, right?"

"Then what miracle will happen next? Don't blink!"

As Chen Hui said, he rubbed his hands again.

Wow, the ten-dollar note turned into a hundred-dollar bill in seconds!

Yin Guangming exclaimed in his heart: "I didn't expect this kid to have such a hand!"

Ma Rui also bowed down: "Young people should not be underestimated."

Li Zekun felt resentment in his heart, I just stumbled just now, you boy behaved so well, isn't that slapping me in the face?
Even Lu Ping stood up and praised him greatly: "This talent is good, I like it! Is it so magical? Show me the money, is it real money or fake money?"

Encouraged by Chen Hui, he stepped forward and handed over the 100 yuan to Lu Ping.

"It's actually true!" Lu Ping took a look, and put the money into his pocket: "Can it still be changed? For example, change a lot at once?"

Chen Hui nodded deeply: "Yes, yes!" Fortunately, I prepared some extra props just now.

After a while.

One dollar turned into ten dollars in seconds, and then into hundred dollar bills in seconds.

With a twist of the hand, the hundred-yuan bill turned into several copies, and turned into more than a dozen hundred-yuan bills.

"It's wonderful!" Lu Ping put the conjured money into his pocket again.

Change again.

Reload.

Change again.

Reload.

If so again and again.

Lu Ping almost couldn't fit in his pocket, so he distributed the money to the workers on the table.

"Come on, brothers, take two for each person."

"Anyway, the money is changed, it's easy to come by, just let him continue to change it."

"The magic is getting more and more exciting, brother, you continue!"

Lu Ping waved his hand at Chen Hui who was bewildered.

Still going on?

Everyone was about to cry.

I have used up my salary for two months, am I easy?
"What's the matter, brother, can't change? I believe you can still change, you are a magician!" Lu Ping urged again.

After struggling for a while, Chen Hui gritted his teeth and walked up to his cousin Li Zekun.

Then squatted down, leaned close to his ear and whispered something: "Brother Kun, can you lend me some money?"

Li Zekun, who was kneeling on the ground, gloated over his misfortune.

Live it!

Let you show off, let you stand out!
Lesson learned this time, right?
At this moment.

Six or seven people rushed in from outside.

They didn't say a word after entering the door, they beat anyone they saw, and they beat anyone they saw.

Especially for Ma Rui, he beat him harder.

Ma Rui pointed at Yin Guangming aggrievedly, and told the visitor that he was the culprit.

So Yin Guangming was punched and kicked again, his body was covered with scars and bruises, and even his mother almost couldn't recognize him.

After Lu Ping looked at it for a while, he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Stop, stop!" Lu Ping raised his hand and scolded, "I'm watching a show right now, and I let you mess it up like this!"

Cao Ermeng, the leader, approached obediently, like a student meeting a teacher.

"I'm so pissed off. It's because I'm not strict in discipline. They dare to make you angry. I'm here to teach them a lesson for you!"

Cao Ermeng said bitterly, then turned his head and glared at Ma Rui again.

This guy has made a huge mess for himself.

If I don't take the lead and vent my anger on Uncle Lu's behalf, I'm afraid I will feel bad too.

It is more sincere to show one's mistakes before admitting one's mistake.

On the way here, he was so nervous.