Capture the River

"Myanmar's Shan State, Burma's Shan State, the palace branch factory is unlucky! The largest weapons factory in Myanmar's Shan State, the palace factory's branch factory is unlucky!"

Qin Chuan: "..."

The SmarTruckIII painted in camouflage was slowly driving through the streets of the town with a dark green loudspeaker. The QuadraSteer system allowed the huge military pickup to flexibly turn a corner in the narrow streets and alleys, smashing an invisible huge black pot. come down—

"Bastard bastard, the proprietress Qin Chuan, who ate, drank, and was prostituted! I owed debts, and ran away with his puppy!"

Qin Chuan: "?!"

His gentle and handsome face is blue, red, and purple at the moment, and it can be said that he has opened a big dyeing workshop.

But the loudspeaker obviously didn't care about his expression, and just dutifully played the recorded content——

"The boss is heartbroken. We have no choice but to pay wages with weapons! The original price of 100 weapons is 200! 300!"

The military pickup known as the four-wheeled RoboCop then climbed up the mountain road behind the town at a speed comparable to walking, dutifully spreading the noise to all directions——

"Qin Chuan bastard, bastard Qin Chuan! You are not human, you are not human!"

Qin Chuan: "..."

"Our boss has worked hard and worked hard for you for several years!"

Qin Chuan: "..."

"You don't want to pay for whoring as soon as you wake up! You pay back the hard-earned money of my boss!"

Qin Chuan: "..."

He was in "Jiangnan Tannery", no, in the rhythmic and endlessly cyclical brainwashing divine comedy of "Shan State Branch Factory", there was only one thought left in his mind: one day he must rape and then kill the surname Gong. Died, dismembered, built into the dirt road of the town, and then drove the SmarTruck III back and forth a thousand and eight hundred times...

The appearance of his small shop is still so big, but Mr. Domineering Palace bought the street behind the small shop and opened it up. After a few old customers came to visit the inside, they all praised: "Boss Qin! There is no hole in the sky! Unfathomable!"

At that time, Qin Chuan could hear the veins twitching on his forehead. If he didn't know that other than the prostitute surnamed Gong, no one would use idioms indiscriminately, he would have wanted to kill people on the spot.

The bastard proprietress Qin Chuan, who had been prostituted for eating, drinking, and owed peach blossom debts, stepped across the yard angrily with a lawsuit on her head, and opened the curtain, only to see Mr. Gong on the phone.

Now Qin Chuan has a good understanding of Mr. Gong's virtues. He is born with a low body temperature and his sweat glands are not well developed. When it is more than [-] degrees outside, he has to wear a three-piece suit to show that he is a different pretender; When he went back to the air-conditioned room and there were no audiences, he would honestly stop being a monster and wear whatever clothes he wanted in any season.

He probably just came back, Maurice Sedwell's single-button suit jacket was hanging on the hanger at the door, the vintage HAMANO buckskin inlaid gold leaf briefcase and Stefano Ricci's tie were on the table where Qin Chuan usually ate instant noodles: "Supply You will not increase the priority of the supplier's dragging order? The oversold ratio is so large, and the waiting list will have to wait until the year of the monkey? They also lack sheet metal parts and machined parts for making mask machines. They don't want to turn around and become upstream suppliers. Waiting for something to come out of nothing?"

[Note: The common overbooking in life is air tickets. 】

The man is still handsome, and Mr. Gong sits on the old massage chair that has worn off the skin.

The top three buttons of the white shirt were unbuttoned, and the collar was still standing upright—Qin Chuan knew that there must be a pair of expensive pearl shell collars inside, but he didn't understand why Mr. Gong even put such a place that could not be seen Such attention to material is probably the true meaning of pretense—the neckline is lazily opened, and the exposed skin is as white as the same color as the shirt.

Looking up, there is a graceful gentleman's face, and looking down, there are two elegantly overlapping long legs in casual trousers, and the calfskin shoes from the JohnLobbLondon head office on the feet are tied with yuppie bows——

But the expensive trousers and shiny leather shoes were all covered with husky white fur.

When Mr. Gong hung up the phone, Qin Chuan didn't care about counting him as "Bastard bastard, the proprietress Qin Chuan, who ate, drank, and was prostituted! She owed her peach blossom debts, and ran away with his puppy" Account, asked: "Mask machine?"

Mr. Gong touched A Fang's dog's head: "Yes, firstly, I don't trust a certain Red Ten Zihui very much, and secondly, what's more lacking now is supplies. The production lines of masks all over the world are overloaded. If you have money, you may not be able to buy masks. .Who feeds Ah Fang these days? She has lost so much hair, is it salty?"

Qin Chuan glanced at the table, and threw a towel to Mr. Gong: "Before I left, I went to the small shop on the right at the end of the street of Riyin Hotel to buy fried shrimp once. Your son probably licked up the sauce secretly. .Go on, are you going to build a production line yourself?"