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Chapter 113 Don't be ashamed (thank you for the reward)

Gradually moving away from Sister Hua's group, the three of Zheng Fan didn't speak, and the car was quiet for a while, only Zheng Fan's "Crossing the Ocean to See You" was playing on the stereo.

Li Meimei didn't speak because she was really hungry. Her stomach had given her an ultimatum. If she couldn't find a place to eat, she would chew on the steering wheel.

And Zheng Fan didn't speak because he was a little ashamed. He heard that Lei Ge said that this is not a Passat, but a Phaeton.

I even secretly laughed at these two people in my heart. Such a rich second generation only drives a car worth two hundred thousand yuan. It turns out that I am the one who has eyes but does not know Mount Tai.

Zheng Fan sat in the back of the car feeling extremely melancholy.

As for Li Jun, this buddy has been looking for relationships and acquaintances since he got in the car.

After all, he can be considered a figure in the rich second generation circle in Shanxi. He doesn't want to take such a big loss. He is going to check the karaoke room of this rich man, and then play some dirty tricks to punish them.

"scoff~"

Suddenly, Li Meimei slammed on the brakes, and Zheng Fan and Li Jun, who were sitting in the back seat, made intimate contact with the front seat with their faces.

"Li Meimei, you are crazy! This is an urban area, not a racing track!"

Zheng Fan was fine, but he was a bit disgusted by being dumped. Li Jun was in a more miserable situation. He was playing with his phone just now, but Li Meimei braked suddenly. His nose first hit the phone, and then hit the front of it. seat.

Zheng Fan could see a streak of red blood flowing from his nostrils.

"Rice with rice, rice with rice..."

Li Meimei ignored the two of them. After turning off the car, she got out of the car and ran towards the Shaxian snack in front, muttering something incessantly.

"Hey, wait for me, I want a copy too, ouch, fuck you, Li Meimei! I'm bleeding!!"

……

"Huh, so satisfying, this feeling is better than an orgasm."

After taking the last sip of iced black tea in front of her, Li Meimei put down her chopsticks and exhaled with satisfaction.

This Shaxian snack is run by a couple in their 40s. The boss is thin and small, and is responsible for entertaining guests. The proprietress is rich, tall and strong. Her arms are probably as thick as the boss's calves, and she is in charge of cooking. .

Although the proprietress is very fat, but the craftsmanship is not good, a match girl like Li Meimei has eaten two home-cooked rice bowls in a row.

When he first came in, Li Jun playfully asked Zheng Fan what posture the two of them used to do things. If they used the posture of an old man pushing a cart, then his name would have to be changed to "Old Man Pushing a Tank."

"I said Li Meimei, can you look a little bit ladylike, the whole starving ghost reincarnated, what about the aristocratic etiquette you learned in the Stars and Stripes?"

Li Jun looked helplessly at this nervous cousin.

"Bullshit, how old is the Stars and Stripes, and how old is our Huaxia? Can they be called nobles with that little thing? Why should I learn from them?"

Li Meimei sneered, and then said: "Let's go, after we've eaten and drank enough, let's go to the car and talk about business."

Just as the three of them were about to get up, a dusty young man with a red hard hat on his head came out of the door. He should have just come off the construction site.

"Boss, I want a bowl of noodles."

The young man didn't come in, but squatted outside the door and shouted.

The young man spoke with a strong hometown accent, so he should not be a local.

"Hey, why is it him again? He's so dirty and stingy, so he just said it's closed and he won't entertain you anymore."

Because the three of Zheng Fan were relatively close to the counter, they could hear the proprietress complaining to the boss in a low voice.

"I know, it's still a small bowl, right?"

After seeing the person coming, the restaurant owner asked with some disgust on his face.

After getting the reply from the young man, the hotel owner shouted: "Come in, what are you doing squatting outside, it's so gray, it scares away my guests, it's the same as last time, go to the table in the farthest corner !"

After talking with the young man, the boss took the proprietress by the hand and pushed her to the kitchen, just like a son pulling his mother, which was very joyful.

"Okay, let's do business, open the door to welcome customers, there is no reason to drive people away, go and give the whole bowl of noodles, it's still the same, small bowl..."

The boss ordered in a low voice, and pushed the lady boss into the kitchen.

The young man was not angry when he heard the boss's words, he patted the dust on his body carefully outside the door, and smiled apologetically at the only table of customers in the store, that is, Zheng Fan and the three, then walked in, looking for He took a corner near the door and sat down.

"and many more."

Li Meimei said something in a low voice, and then sat down again.

"I said Li Meimei, what do you want to do?"

Li Jun still had a roll of toilet paper stuck in his nostrils, which made him feel ashamed. He was so angry that he didn't eat a mouthful of food, and pushed all his share to Li Meimei.

"I'll die in a while. I can't hold back at all. How can you let my uncle rest assured to hand over the family property to you? If it doesn't work, I will inherit the uncle's property for you."

When Li Jun heard this, he laughed and said: "My father said, when will you stop playing tofu grinding, it will be no problem to give you half of the family property."

Li Meimei snorted softly, and said: "The old man is very bad, he wants me to work for you brothers."

"Eat quickly, the young man is so stingy at such a young age, he eats small bowls every day, eats small bowls every day, and if you eat small bowls in the future, don't come to my Shaxian Hotel."

The boss put the noodles on the table, and then patted the table heavily.

After the boss walked away, Zheng Fan could see a few more cloves of garlic on the young man's table.

"Let's go, Li Jun and Zheng Fan, you two go first, I will pay the bill."

Li Meimei stood up and walked towards the counter, where the middle-aged boss was calculating something with a pen.

"Boss, settle the accounts."

"Hey, okay, the total is 32, just give me [-], I will come here often in the future, here is the bill, please take a look."

Li Meimei reached out to take the bill, took out a 50 yuan bill from her wallet, and handed it to the boss.

"No need to look for it, just bring me a bottle of iced black tea, and the rest will be treated as face money I pay to that little brother."

Hearing what Li Meimei said, the boss looked a little ugly.

"You're also a small business, so it's hard for you to use a big bowl to pretend to be a small bowl. Also, my sister-in-law is very popular at first glance, haha."

Li Meimei waved her hand with a smile, then walked towards the door, leaving the boss alone behind the counter in a daze.

"Hey, this girl, I thought she was so generous. At least she had to come out with a one-hundred-dollar one. Why would she pretend to be rich with a fifty-fifty one, but I love to hear the last sentence, ha ha."

The proprietress came out of the kitchen, happily took away the 50 yuan paid by Li Meimei from the boss.

"Let me tell you, don't tell that kid about this. He will have to ask him for money after dinner. Do you hear me? I don't know if it's true if I eat a big bowl and hold a small bowl of money every day." Stupid or pretending to be stupid..."

Listening to his mother-in-law's constant muttering, the boss said impatiently: "Yes, yes, you are so young, why do you act like an old woman?"

"Wait, what are you talking about?"

"Talk about you old women!"

"No, the previous sentence!"

"Tell me that you are just like a flower!"

"Damn ghost, are you thinking about something again tonight?"

The boss turned blue when he heard this, and quickly lowered his head to pretend to settle accounts, intending to use silence to escape the catastrophe.

"My friend, there is no shame in earning clean money by your own labor."

Li Meimei walked to the young man's side, whispered, and then put the iced black tea on his table.

(End of this chapter)