Song Shifeng's 1991

"It's really a dog who can't change eating shit." The two Song Shifeng suddenly contemptuously said, "Even if you found out, you can't send it to the Public Security Bureau. You have no evidence."

"How can someone who is used to stealing steal just once?" Yan Dong said lightly, "With dim sum, we can always meet again."

"I don't believe you are capable of waiting, you have dug a hole, haven't you?"

"Someone has to dance to dig it out." As he said that, he happened to walk to the breakfast stall and ordered a catty of fried dough sticks, two tea eggs and two servings of porridge, but he didn't leave, and ate directly at the stall.

"Go back and eat, go back and eat." Song Shifeng carried his things and left.The Venerable Venerable had a lot of people, so it was not a place to talk about this at all, and it hindered him from listening to gossip.

"Say it quickly, don't say that there is no food."

"Either you guessed it all, or you asked friends from out of town to do a favor, carried a lot of money with you, and then pretended to be drunk, and then they took the bait." Although Yan Dong's narration was plain, he still heard it from inside. With [-]% of my heart.This is not something that can be done by mere coincidence, a coincidence of time, a coincidence of location, and a coincidence of people, all have to be calculated accurately, and even a single link cannot be done.To avenge Gouzi can be described as well-intentioned.

"Then you beat them up?" He remembered that the last time they blackmailed him was just to frighten him, but this time he had to do something to make such a big noise.

"Beat him and send him to the police station." He said flatly.

"Yes!" He scolded everyone, and then praised Yan Dong without hesitation, "Will you be sentenced?"

"meeting."

"The police won't see anything." The police are not stupid, what is he doing, fishing to enforce the law?Anyway, that's what it means.

Yan Dong shook his head.So what if he is fishing law enforcement?The police are also very busy. Now the facts are clear and the evidence is clear. On the surface, they have no grudges or grievances. Who would have thought that he would make such an effort to avenge the dog?As for whether it is revenge or not, anyway, they are all villains, and they are also a disaster outside, so let's go inside and reform.

Song Shifeng sighed sincerely, "You are such a good brother."

"Just use snacks, it should be." Yan Dong didn't realize that he went out of line at all, and it was right to avenge his family.

That's what he said, but Song Shifeng suddenly felt a little awkward. Thinking of his bravery last time, he just scared away people with a few words, and immediately felt that he was far inferior to a dog.

The family status is obvious.

Seems like a misnomer, but that's what it means anyway.

No, he even gave Gouzi a laxative to let this sinister boy know... Forget it, forget it all!

When it comes to himself, Yan Dong's grievances will immediately become negative, and it really is because the knife doesn't cut his body and he doesn't know it hurts.

"I'm home, what are you thinking about?" Yan Dong turned around and the person next to him was obviously not in the situation.

"Well, why don't you go directly to the health center and ask who has been vaccinated against rabies in the past two days?"

Yan Dong looked at him as if he was a fool, "You treat everyone like you city people and take everything seriously? Are you still vaccinated against rabies?" They have been bitten by dogs a lot here, but those who have been vaccinated There are no tenths.Just the kind who can steal things and he will get vaccinated?Are vaccines expensive?What a spoiled young master.

Bitten by a dog without an injection?Song Shifeng felt a chill.

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When trouble broke out in the mine next door, the three of Song Shifeng started eating melons and watching the show, watching the police come to the door again and again, watching Xie Da become more and more anxious day by day, until finally the father and son were taken away by the police, and the show ended.It can't be regarded as the end of the curtain, even if there is a play, they can't watch it.

But I didn't expect that the police came to the door to be contagious, and it didn't take long for them to find them too.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, what did the accident next door have to do with them?They are law-abiding citizens!

Fortunately, the police just questioned them normally and left, but they couldn't help but a few people had ghosts in their hearts, and they were the ones who stabbed this matter, so there shouldn't be anything really involved.

As a major shareholder, Chen Tiejun went to find out about the situation, not to say that he didn't know, but to say that there was a slight connection.

This matter has to start with Liu Guaizi.

We all know that Liu Guaizi bought the mine from Tao's family, but Liu Guaizi is a rascal in the first place, and his family has no property, where did he get the money to buy the mine?Not to mention winning lottery tickets, none of the prizes offered in the whole city last year exceeded 10 yuan. Where did he win the prize?It wasn't until Xie Da's first trial that he found out that the money was paid secretly by him.

"Why, why did Xie Da want to buy mines and let Liu Guaizi buy them?" Zhang Aiguo looked puzzled, and his behavior made people look confused. "Could it be that the neighbors are not good at talking?"

"Do you think that's possible?"

Zhang Aiguo shook his head, all fools know that they have to keep the money themselves, how can they just give it to others?

"Isn't it because our mine was bought by Xie Da?" Zhang Aiguo thought about it and was wrong, "But it was Liu Guaizi who signed the contract with us, and the official seal procedures are correct."

"That's right, what is he trying to do this time? Don't put all your eggs in one basket?" Song Shifeng was also very surprised.

"Of course it is to lower the price." Chen Tiejun said, "The Tao family has been suppressed by a total of 18 yuan. If he came forward, he would not be able to suppress it so hard. He still has to be a man in the town."

"It's cruel enough." Song Shifeng clicked his tongue twice, "Sold it to us for 10,000 to [-] more than the market price, and he made [-]+ here and there, and he is still not reconciled? He still comes to make us feel uncomfortable? Crazy?"

"It's not crazy. Liu Guaizi sold the mine privately and fled with the money. Do you think he is crazy or not?"

"Ah?" Both of them were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths, what else happened?

"He didn't hold back?"

"I wrote an IOU and a capital contribution statement, but everyone ran away. What's the use?"

"Then we'll be fine, we spent money, and all procedures are complete." Zhang Aiguo asked nervously.

"I asked, it's not our business."

"That's true." Song Shifeng shook his head, and smiled gloatingly, "Stealing chickens won't cost you a lot of rice, and you'll lose a lot of money. No wonder you're picking on us, you're so mad."

Even if they knew that Xie Da had lost blood, they couldn't feel any sympathy. If they wanted to take advantage of the fire and rob them, but they were empty-handed, they deserved it.

In any case, the chaos in the mine has come to an end, and they can finally work hard enough to engage in production.

But this has nothing to do with Song Shifeng. His life is obviously leisurely, and he goes to work, but everyone in this class is absolutely envious of the dead.Walk from ten in the morning to four or five in the afternoon, read magazines in the morning on Mondays and Fridays, play poker in the afternoons on Tuesdays and Sundays, and give yourself weekends on Saturdays and Sundays.

Zhang Aiguo was angry, but he still had nothing to say, what he said back then couldn't be regarded as farting, and his aggrieved teeth began to hurt again.

After just two weeks, Zhang Aiguo was finally annoyed by Song Shifeng's troublesome way of going to work. He lost his temper and simply drove him away, out of sight and out of mind.

In the Song Dynasty, the wind and music were at ease.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to go to work, and there is a reason for doing so. First of all, he really has no interest in this job, and being able to get involved is purely for money.

Secondly, it is really just such a small mine, and there are only a few things to do every day. There are workers in the mine, and there is no need to worry about shipments. There are no nepotism households of seven aunts and eight aunts in the mine. A simple relationship where I pay my salary, and if there are few boring things, why don't you like him to have some hobbies?

Sure, there's a little bit of egotism, but really only a little bit.

To put it bluntly, the office can't keep this peacock who is used to wandering freely, and he panics if he doesn't do something.

But at least this guy also knows not to go too far, let alone not going to work, so he starts to go to flower shifts, going three or four times a week, staying for half a day, going to work if there is a need for entertainment, and free activities in other time.

In fact, even if he doesn't go to work, he doesn't really rest. Then there is a big creditor, and he will be called out to beat him for a long time from time to time, and he will be exhausted when he comes back.Playing with him is really exhausting, the whole process is tense from body to heart, and if you are not careful, you will lose and you will almost lose your pants. It's just a ghost.

In terms of level, Song Shifeng is a little better, but Lu Ting has good physical strength, and he is at home. The two are almost evenly matched, but Lu Ting actually has a slight advantage.Every time he approached Song Shifeng, it was when he was in good shape, but Song Shifeng might not be in the same state if he was in good shape. Therefore, the two of them won and lost [-]-[-] on the ball.

It just so happens that this guy also likes to bring a lottery, not necessarily money every time, but more outlandish requests, such as taking off a piece of the other party's clothes when he wins, which makes Song Shifeng lose or win, and he doesn't want to take it off. Don't want to be stripped, okay?This request is too fucked up.

Anyway, there are too many such trophies, Song Shifeng is hard to guard against, and his face is often green when he is tossed.

Fortunately, it was only a month, and Song Shifeng finally got the time to stop playing with him, and really started to grow fat with salted fish.

It's good to rest, who doesn't like to rest.It is not bad that Lu Ting can go to three out of ten ball games with him. After all, the relationship still needs to be maintained, but there is absolutely no need for any lottery. He has had enough.

Then this day, he was fattening up with salted fish, and was caught by a neighbor.

"Being a model? Me?" Song Shifeng blinked. Is there such a good thing?He likes wearing new clothes the most, okay?

"I made clothes and need to take pictures, can you help me with this?" the beautiful neighbor asked politely, with a tape measure hanging around her neck and a pencil between her ears, she looked like a tailor.

Beauty tailor.

Who can refuse such a good thing, anyway, Song Shifeng happily agreed.

Then the beauty led him into the tailor's shop.

Hey, is this still the room he rented?

As soon as Song Shifeng came in, he felt bright. The original two small windows were replaced by large windows, and the glass was polished brightly. The sun was just right at this moment, and the room was shining brightly, and the light was very good.Then he discovered that the cabinet that used to separate the inner and outer rooms was gone, and replaced by a shelf of fabrics, most of which were not in bundles, and half the room was built on top of each other.

Song Shifeng felt that this should not be a tailor's shop, it should be called a cloth shop, and he had never seen a tailor's shop with so many materials.Half of the room is full of various materials, and none of them are cheap.

The other half of the room was not idle either. Sewing machines, hemming machines, and large ironing tables were placed one by one, and there was a table at the far end, with paper, pens, and fabrics on it. It was messy, and it seemed very busy.

The business is so good, I don't know how the craftsmanship is.

The beauty took the clothes and asked him to change inside.

Song Shifeng went in and took a look. It was a small half room. Is this a fitting room specially separated?

Pretty formal.

He shook the clothes, and felt that the clothes were a bit strange before he put them on, so he didn't think much about them. After studying them, he put them on, but when he put them on, his hair exploded.

It doesn't matter if there is a piece of cloth missing on the waist, at least there is a piece of transparent gauze to block it.The front of the collar is surrounded by a ring of bright feathers, half of his chest is half-covered, making him look like a fluffy rooster, flamboyant and coquettish.Looking at the trousers again, the two fluffy trouser legs are evenly slit from the side, or open to the bottom, from the trousers to the thighs, it is cold, and if you open it wider, you can be a bird in the street.

This is also called clothes? !

"Are you ready?" the beauty asked outside.

"No." He said stiffly while taking off.

It's true that he likes beautiful new clothes, but this kind of outlandish clothes are not within his acceptable range, so he turned them out as soon as he mentioned them.

"Why aren't you wearing it?" The beauty frowned when she saw him coming out, "What's wrong?"

"Nowhere is suitable." He said bluntly, "You can find someone else to be your model, I can't bear it." Even if it's a dress made by a beauty, if you don't like it, you just don't like it. There is no room for flexibility in the clothes.

"It doesn't look good?"

"That's not something a decent person would wear." Song Shifeng disliked it terribly.

"You made a mistake." The beauty smiled, her voice was like a spring spring, and her ding ding dong dong was refreshing and comfortable, "It was designed by me specially for catwalks, not for everyday wear, it means changeable life."

"Call show?" Song Shifeng seemed to be listening to heavenly scriptures. He usually read magazines a lot, but show shows were far away from him, like things in another world. How could he have anything to do with show shows?When I heard this, I suddenly had a particularly advanced feeling, and my heart began to warm up again.

"I can't really go on stage yet, I just need to take pictures and send them to the teacher." The beauty said shyly but firmly, "I will definitely go on stage in the future."

Oh, it turned out to be a dream.

Song Shifeng's enthusiasm immediately lost most of it, it's just so realistic.

"If the teacher can pass the test, maybe I will actually walk on the runway." The beauty's eyes are full of light, "The teacher said that I am very spiritual."

"Your teacher may be lying to you." Song Shifeng said very shamelessly.Just the kind of clothes that are neither male nor female are also called aura?More or less ghostly.

"The teacher said that I am excellent, so I must be excellent. The teacher never lies." The beauty said firmly.

Song Shifeng glanced at him, seeing that this man would not be able to turn his head around for a while, anyway, he didn't want to try on the messy clothes again, so he was about to withdraw, "Well, I have something to do, why don't I go first."

"You promised to help me, but your words don't count." The beauty frowned and said, "I know you are fine and free."

It's been a long time since I met Song Shifeng who was exposed on the spot. I didn't expect this beauty to be a straightforward boy.I don't know what social rhetoric is, it makes him feel embarrassed even if he wants to slip away.

"I really can't wear that."

"You don't need to wear it out, there is a studio inside, just take a photo."

Is that a question of whether to wear it or not?Didn't he wear it for people to see after taking the photo?But no matter what he thought, the machismo he couldn't open his mouth to wipe what he promised.

If I had known earlier, I would not have used his scarf, and the price was too high.

"How about I find another person for you, who is taller, stronger than me, and more suitable than me!" The more he talked, the more enthusiastic he became, yes, yes, this is a good idea, and he walked out while talking, "Wait. "

"Hey, that dress," it was made according to your size... Before he finished speaking, the person had disappeared.

Song Shi hurriedly returned to the small courtyard, Yan Dong was sitting under the big tree holding a book in his left hand and stroking the dog with the right, feeling at ease.

"Brother, do you still want to play ball with your brother?"

"The sun came out in the west today?"

"Do me a favor and call you tomorrow."

"What are you busy with?"

"Little busy, small busy." Song Shifeng smiled all over his face, "Just say whether you can help."

Yan Dong looked at him, very principled, "Make it clear, I'll figure it out."

"It's a little busy, just a little thing." Song Shifeng refused to say anything.

"Don't say pull down."

"Oh, the opposite Yang Jiabao made new clothes and wanted you to be a model, so I agreed to be a lobbyist." He changed the concept secretly, "Don't you want to see him? But your height and temperament are quite good He is such a good model, where can he find a better one? If he was looking for me, I would have gone there long ago, but he just fell in love with you, you say you are annoying or not."

"that's it?"

"So what? Are you going to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire?" Song Shifeng pulled him up vigorously, "Come on, come on, just do me a favor."

"Play ball?"

"beat!"

Yan Dong thought about it for a while, even as a model to try on clothes, nothing happened, so he fell into his trap.

Yang Jiabao saw that Song Shifeng pulled the man over and opened his mouth to speak, but Song Shifeng grabbed his shoulders, winked and said, "I can invite the person you asked me to invite, now I will take him to try on clothes."

Then without waiting for him to speak, he dragged Yan Dong into the fitting room.

Fortunately, the fitting room is big enough for two big men to stay in it without being cramped.

As soon as he entered, Song Shifeng helped Yan Dong take off his clothes, as if he was trying to plot something wrong.

Not to mention, this figure is absolutely awesome, and even has a vest line, and I don't usually see him training hard.Song Shifeng felt slightly sour.

Of course, he's not bad either, they both have their own age, anyway, he doesn't admit that he's not as good as him.

As soon as he took off his clothes, Yan Dong put on new clothes on his body, without showing him what the clothes looked like, but it was a pity that he only wore one sleeve and the sleeves began to tighten.

"Song Shifeng, the clothes are made according to your size, Yan Dong can't wear them!" They were going too fast, Yang Jiabao just stayed for a while, and hurried over to stop them.It's not a hurry, it's a little bit slower.

Yan Dong stopped dressing, looked at Song Shifeng next to him, his eyes were full of storms.This guy loves to wear new clothes so much that he doesn't try to coax him into them himself. If there's nothing wrong with it, he'll write it backwards!

Song Shifeng laughed dryly, why didn't he know when Yang Jiabao had his size? "For you?"

"I, I don't know." He grinned, "There must be a mistake somewhere, why don't we go back first."

"Song Shifeng Song Shifeng, did you hear what I said, don't ruin my clothes!" Yang Jiabao knocked on the door anxiously outside.

"He's wearing it." Yan Dong answered for Song Shifeng, holding the new suit in his hand, and smiled threateningly, "Are you wearing it or should I help you?"

"that……"

"Oh, if you want me to help you wear it, it's no problem."

After a while of flying around, Song Shifeng was pressed, stripped off and put on again, and then pressed against the wall again, and was scrutinized closely.

"What are you looking at, I haven't seen it before!" Song Shifeng became angry from embarrassment.

"I've met Song Shifeng, but I haven't met Miss Song. This is not an eye-opener." Yan Dong teased, with a smile on his eyes.This clothes would look like a pheasant if worn by another person, but this person wears it strangely, but why does it still look good?

"roll!"

Pushing and yelling, the two went out the door.

Song Shifeng stood in a small tailor's shop, covering his forehead with one hand, subconsciously tugging on his trousers on his thigh with the other, twisting like a big girl being molested, wishing to find a wall seal to get in.

The inexplicable shame is abnormal, even more awkward than running circles wearing underwear.

"It's just as I thought, beautiful." Yang Jiabao looked like a baby, and circled Song Shifeng with bright eyes, "Put your hands down, and your clothes are wrinkled."

"Is this also good-looking?!" Song Shifeng wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes.

"Well, it looks good." Yang Jiabao said while gesticulating, "It fully reflects my design inspiration, so beautiful, so beautiful, Song Shifeng, you are my muse." When he mentioned profession, his eyes lit up with excitement Excited, very different from usual.

Song Shifeng didn't care about what he was doing. It was true that the clothes made him feel awkward. He could feel the wind blowing through his pants, so he might as well be naked.

"Is it alright? Alright, I'll change it." He urged impatiently.

"I haven't taken pictures yet." The excited Yang Jiabao didn't forget the business.

Song Shifeng had no choice but to feel aggrieved and went into the next room, which was half a simple studio with two special headlights for photography.There is also a canopy bed in the corner.

Seeing Yang Jiabao go up to work, pull down the solid-color background cloth, and let Song Shifeng move.

And made him barefoot.

It's a good thing he doesn't have athlete's foot, otherwise the house wouldn't stay here.

Normally, Song Shifeng would have been eager to pull the wind and swing it, but today he didn't know how to rest his hands and feet. The key was to show his thighs when he stretched, which was so fucking weird.

"Song Shifeng, you can't do this, think about something happy, and don't move so stiffly."

"Whether you like to shoot or not, don't push yourself."

After shooting a roll of film, Yang Jiabao didn't have a single one he liked, and he became a mournful beauty, "Why don't you try again, try again."

The two were taking pictures awkwardly, while Yan Dong and Yan Dong on the side watched him rubbing this way and that like a wooden stake, not knowing where he got his laugh, and he laughed so hard that he hit the wall.

Song Shifeng had already smashed the jar, so he threw himself on him and beat him, "Smile, laugh, laugh!"

With a flash of Yan Dong, Song Shifeng jumped into the air, stood up and chased after him, his straight long legs appearing and disappearing, Yang Jiabao took the opportunity to click and click, and took a picture of his angry red face and windy bare legs.

After that day, Song Shifeng swore he would never be a shitty model again, and whoever asked him to be a model would model his whole family!

That day he babbled all afternoon with a stinking face, all in all he said how could anyone design such clothes in such a crazy way, is that called clothes?The rags are neater than that.

She also shows her arms, waist and thighs, and she's not a woman. What's the matter with a man showing off? Look at the leg hair?

Thank goodness he doesn't have much hair on his legs, otherwise the picture would be unimaginable.

Anyway, he was very dissatisfied.

But for a man, it's over after nagging, he is not such a stingy person, especially after the beauty invites him to read magazines together.

They are all new products that are not easy to buy. Don't get me wrong. They are not the big-ass beauty magazines that ordinary men read, or various fashion magazines. They mainly focus on designing clothing, and most of them are men's clothing.

Song Shifeng is like a mouse that fell into a rice bowl, he has to turn two pages to eat, and when he sees two people he likes, he will have a heated discussion and express their opinions.

"Let's go." Yan Dong pulled him out of the Pansi Cave next door, feeling somewhat unhappy in his heart.

"Why, I haven't finished watching yet." Song Shifeng didn't leave.

"Play ball with me."

"No." Playing golf is not as interesting as reading magazines, and he is planning to get a new set of clothes to wear.

"You promised me."

"But you didn't wear it." Song Shifeng rolled his eyes when he mentioned this, "I wear it myself and I still want to play with you. Where is the law?"

Yan Dong walked out without further ado, "The store has brought in a batch of new clothes, which are even better than the one you fancy."

"Why didn't you say it earlier." Song Shifeng dropped the magazine, and greeted the other side, "Yang Jiabao, go shopping?"

Yang Jiabao knew that Yan Dong didn't want to see him no matter how hard he looked, and it happened that he didn't want to see that big guy either, so he quickly shook his head, "I still have work."

Satisfied, Yan Dong abducted his little friend.

Originally, he planned to play ball first and then look at the clothes, but Song Shifeng couldn't bear that temper, so he had to look at it first.

You can't pull it out just by looking at it, he likes it!

Look left and right, look up and down, and you have to try it after reading it. It's really like it.

Unfortunately, the price is as good as ever.

He still has no money to buy it, but Yan Dong doesn't know.Almost everyone knew that Song Shifeng had won a lot of money in the ring, and he hadn't seen any high spending these days, so it should be enough for him to buy one and a half.Song Shifeng's high consumption is usually to buy clothes and shoes. As long as he buys it, he has to show it off first. If he doesn't show off, he must not buy it.

Yan Dong saw that he had no plans to go out for a while, so he went to the opposite side to buy a newspaper, and sat on the bench outside the store to pass the time, like an innocent boy waiting for his girlfriend while shopping, deeply loved Buy torture.

Song Shifeng looks good in new clothes, but seeing too much makes him tired, doesn't he?

In the store, the guy is still trying on clothes.

"Sir, wrap it all up for you?" The waiter who had been following along had four or five pieces of clothes hanging on her arm, with twinkling eyes and a cute smile.

"Yeah." Song Shifeng paused.

Fanmei is overjoyed.

"Not at all." He then teased, "The purple one looks okay, but I don't like that color."

"You're so funny." I don't like colors again, I said that last time, and I still said that last time, the smile on the fan girl's face was filled with helplessness.She didn't mind, but the store manager wanted performance from her, it was really worrying.

Song Shifeng saw that the little girl was about to cry when she laughed, and he couldn't bear it. How many times he came here, and he didn't buy it every time, this girl didn't shake her face once. She is really a good girl. When he gets paid, she will definitely Come buy!BIG SALE!

Just as he was thinking, the door of the store was pushed open again, and two masters who were not short of money at first sight came in.

Why is Boss Lu here?

Song Shifeng slipped away with his rack of clothes on, as long as he didn't hit his face, he would pretend he didn't see it!

But at this moment, that person turned around suddenly, just in time to see the back of Song Shifeng's head who was about to run away.

"Song Shifeng!"

I really can't blame the society, Song Shifeng turned his head with great reluctance, and the moment he turned around, he burst into a hearty smile, and said Mr. Lu's crisp and brisk voice with a little bit of surprise. not happy.

Who wants to see the leader during the break, although this is not the leader but a tiger skin, it's okay before he hides before it's too late, okay?

"We bumped into each other here." Lu Ting didn't seem to notice that he was avoiding him at all. The moment he uttered his voice, his expressionless face was like melting ice. There was inadvertent annoyance in the joy, "You still say you don't have time, and you are fooling me, huh?"

This nasal voice successfully called out Song Shifeng's goosebumps, why did he speak so sticky all of a sudden.He rubbed his fingers, as if pinching off the small bumps on them, "No, there is something wrong." Song Shifeng pointed outside, "My friend is waiting for me."

"Brother Lu, who is he?" The well-dressed man next to him suddenly asked, his eyes light and inadvertently aloof.

"I...friend." Lu Ting seemed to be biting the word "friend" deliberately, with a different emotion in his eyes, and a smile hidden in the corner of his eyes and brows, "Song Shifeng, the invincible player who played billiards all over the county, he was nicknamed Song One shot."

"Oh, just that Superman wearing underwear?" The man purposely looked him around, and then said affectionately to Lu Ting, "You are too good at playing, a good handsome guy turned into a clown, no harm Ah you." After finishing speaking, he raised his voice, "Everything that Mr. Superman likes will be discounted by [-]%, so let me pay for Brother Lu."

You said he was joking, and he said it in a serious manner, and you said it was a good intention, but the words were not nice.Song Shifeng felt harsh when he heard it. Is this hurting him or hurting him?Was Song Shifeng begging for food?How come the people dressed like dogs can't speak human language?My heart was on fire, and I opened my mouth to fight back.

"How can I make you spend money, I'll just pay for what he likes." Lu Ting said suddenly, directing to the waiter, "Give him all the things he tried just now."

Those who didn't know this tone thought that Song Shifeng was someone who took care of everything.

Song Shifeng went back with a smirk on the spot, "Mr. Lu, are you trying to book my billiards for half a year?" He made an appropriate joke, "I don't want it, who wants to play billiards every day, and my back hurts."

"You don't have to pay it back." Lu Ting's words sounded like a domineering president, "As long as you like it, you can take it."

"Thank you so much." Song Shifeng spread his hands and said regretfully, "It's a pity that there is nothing I like, so I can only accept it today."

"I knew you had to say that." Lu Ting commanded the clerk with an undeniable tone in his tone, "It's all wrapped up. You don't need to work hard. I'll send someone to send it to you later."

While talking, he asked someone to pack Song Shifeng's tried clothes with great interest, as if he was watching something interesting, and he didn't give Song Shifeng a chance to refuse at all.

The little girl Mimei worked swiftly and sincerely complimented, "Mr. Song has a very good eye, and the few pieces he chose are very suitable, just like tailor-made ones, very handsome."

Lu Ting raised his eyebrows, turned his eyes to Song Shifeng's face, and smiled happily, "Oh, is that so? Show me some time to wear it."

This sentence is even more boring, ten times more boring than the last "um", Song Shifeng felt weird, could this person have lost his mind and gone crazy?Still wear it for him to see?What the hell!

As far as his relationship with this person is concerned, at most they are golf friends. No, "friends" all mean high-spirited. The meaning of lowering your price.This kind of condescension is not only because of his second-generation status, but also because he owns a large trading company, and his contacts are all millionaires. If he is not a good player, he would not be able to enter the family. eyes.Therefore, Song Shifeng didn't like to go to him when he was fine, and he seemed to be nothing.Now he can't handle anything except the ball and face, and he also has the feeling of asking for help and not being able to stiffen his waist. Whoever bends it will know.

To draw away, what he meant was that their relationship is clear and clear, why now his mouth seems to be covered with something strange?If you insist that it's like something, yes, the big boss vs the little lover.

Suddenly Song Shifeng was shocked, what kind of nonsense is this, throw it away!

He glanced resentfully at the abnormal Lu Ting, and was even more sure that there must be something wrong here.

At this moment, Song Shifeng suddenly noticed that the boy who threatened to give him a [-]% discount had clenched his fists and his eyes were burning. He looked like he was about to rush up to fight someone.

That who is naturally him.

I didn't provoke you, you are sick.Song Shifeng is not a fool, he looked at the abnormal Lu Ting and then at the boy who was about to die of anger, looked back and forth twice, and suddenly realized.

Is this taking him into the ring?To send or not to send clothes?But he always felt that things were not that simple, but he couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.

If you don't understand it, don't think about it, but now that Mr. Tiger Pi has given the playbook, he still can't pick it up.It's very simple, you can't afford to mess with it.

All kinds of refusals made eighteen rolls in his heart, and finally he rolled his eyes, "I said no, it's too much money to burn." attitude.A slightly close but not so close, an attitude of advancing, attacking and retreating.

He didn't want to be involved in weird things for nothing, these two people were either rich or expensive at first glance, Lu Ting was still his big tiger skin, if he used it, he would throw it away and use it up, right?Another high-end clothing store that can open such a large area in a bustling area, I'm afraid it's impossible for this kid to be an unknown person.

This is not sending clothes, it is obviously sending trouble!

Can you guys let him, a hard-working coal digger, let him go!Is it easy for him to dig a broken coal for safety!

What a bitter tear.

"I won't sell the clothes to you!" The exquisite boy suddenly lost his temper. He went up and shook the clothes packed by the salesperson all over the counter, and shouted, "Hang up, I won't sell them!"

The salesperson Mimei was taken aback for a moment, then was glared at by the boss, and quickly carried out the order. Just packing Doriso just now is so quick to hang the clothes now.

Lu Ting became unhappy, and his expression became indifferent, and he said to the delicate boy, "I still have something to do today, so I won't look at the clothes." This sentence was as cold as possible, causing the people next to him to grab his arm, " Are you angry with me because of him?"

"You think too much." He was still calm, but turned his head and said to Song Shifeng with a smile like a spring breeze, "I'm going to Hong Kong City these two days, do you have time? Let's go together."

Hong Kong City?Is it the port city he thought of?The port city of the four Asian tigers?Song Shifeng was so agitated that he wanted to nod on the spot.Hong Kong City, the fashion capital!As many beautiful clothes as you want, how about heaven?He thinks and thinks and thinks!

"Song Shifeng, are you alright? It's almost dark." Yan Dong, who had read all the advertisements in the newspaper at the door, finally couldn't wait any longer, and came over to greet the stinky king who fell into the clothes store.

As soon as he came in, he felt the atmosphere was weird, and subconsciously stood beside Song Shifeng, like a bodyguard.

Song Shifeng's fantasies were interrupted in an instant, and he stopped his thoughts of flying to the sky just in time. Although Hong Kong City is good, but... Sigh.

He looked at Lu Ting very regretfully. Everyone could see how much he wanted to go. He looked helpless and didn't want to do anything at all. "I will definitely go when I have a chance. I won't be able to leave here for a while."

Lu Ting smiled, "Go to the company to find me if you have something to do, you have my phone number."

"I'll go, I'll go, I have time, I'll go with you!" The kid chased the person and followed him out, he was so skinny, faceless and dignified, he was furious one second and put on a dog the next, and he didn't know What kind of species is it, Song Shifeng is amazed.

Watching Senior Officer Lu and his fellow leave gracefully, Song Shifeng waved, "Let's go, let's play."

Play to go bad luck.

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