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Wuxie took Wang Meng to the Pankou shop where his third uncle stayed and showed his face. Of course, the little brother won't go. For such boring things, he would rather lie down in the sun and sleep.

Wu Xie doesn't come often, and the people on Third Uncle's side are not very convinced of him. But compared to the past situation, it is much better now. Maybe it was because of the time I went to the Zhangjia Ancient Building with Mrs. Huo. Then a group of people, a few came back in the end, and one of them was him. No matter what the reason was, these guys were a bit unkind to him.

"Why is the third master here today? Oops, the fourth master is here too. Come on, make a pot of tea."

The person who spoke was a person under Pan Zi, whom Wu Xie had met once before. It seems that Panzi has placed reliable people in every handicap.

Fourth Master? Who?

Wang Meng heyed twice and said to the man: "The boss is here, please don't call me that."

Is this guy Wang Meng doing so well? He looked at the person hiding behind him with innocent and suspicious eyes. Does this guy really want to see no sunlight at all?

The man nodded.

I quite listened to Wang Meng’s words.

"Oh, I just came back. I came here to take a look when I had nothing to do. How is business lately?"

"It's okay, it's not much different from when Third Master was here. Master Pan is not around recently, thanks to Si - uh, Brother Wang Meng. He said he was from Third Master and came to help."

Wuxie nodded, moved his body and looked at the busy people coming and going.

After walking around there for a few times, everyone who knew Wang Meng had special respect for him. It seems that everyone has surpassed him. I don't have any objections to Wang Meng because of this, it just feels weird.

It's like he is the younger brother.

On the way back, Wuxie finally said, "Why do I call you Fourth Master?"

Wang Meng touched his head: "Don't you call me mistress over there? I am yours, and I have to be called the same as you over there. You are three, so naturally I am four."

Same title! I finally know what the weird feeling is. This guy used to stop him in every possible way when he went to pick up his brother, and even opened a shop exactly like his.

Wuxie gritted his teeth and said, "Change, don't be like me."

Wang Meng was a little disappointed and muttered in agreement.

Wu Xie hates seeing him like this, as if he has no personality of his own. "You don't have to be like me, just let them call you Mengye Mengge."

Wang Meng finally picked a cute guy.

A few days later, when Wuxie went there again, they did change their names.

Wu Xie: "Maybe I can share some of Uncle San's property with you in the future. Work hard!"

Encouraging education.

Wang Meng nodded happily. "Boss, are we coming again tomorrow?"

He has been running very diligently recently, and the news on the road has spread quickly. The fat man even called him to ask if he wanted to inherit the property and not provide for retirement.

At present, "pension" is just a pronoun, which means whether you still remember to work for the Wang family.

That's what he wanted to do, to let everyone know that he and his innocent people had started to wash their hands and take over the industry honestly.

"I won't come tomorrow. My second uncle has something to do with me. You can do it yourself."

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Nothing good happens when his second uncle comes to him, and it will definitely be the same this time. Sure enough, when I arrived, there were photos of a table.

"Xiao Xie, what do you think of these girls? Are they pretty? Look at this, they will make you pregnant."

Wuxie rubbed his temples that were beating wildly: "Second uncle, is this what you want to do with me?"

Second Uncle Wu: "What else can happen? Ah, oh, you've been going to Lao San's house very frequently recently. How come you intend to take over his property?"

Wuxie silently scolded her second uncle in her heart, just in her heart: "Ah, so it's not mine? I thought it was already mine."

"Hmph! That's what you think. Can those old guys over there convince you? If the third industry sends you away, they should all revolt. In the next second, they will carve up your baby and eat it."