"Pay protection money?"

The giant panda is a little confused. The thinking of these people is a bit too wild, right? One moment, the screen was reading "Big, strong and awesome", and the next moment, it seamlessly switched to the issue of red envelopes.

Of course, it's not everyone, just a person named Hualong Zhentian...

"So, here's the question..." The giant panda fell into deep thought, "How much should I give out in this red envelope?"

Too few is definitely not good. After all, we are all in the same group, and there will inevitably be things we need to ask for advice in the future. But if there are too many...it always feels a little weird.

"Yes!" The giant panda quickly scrolled up the records. There are only seven or eight people in this group who are more active. Of course, there will definitely be many invisible people peeking at the screen. So, sending out ten red envelopes should still be

Yes, as for the quantity, one cent or two cents is not very good-looking, so just think of it as an average of five cents per person, maybe it should be about the same!

So... the giant panda sent the earliest and largest red envelope in this group.

The whole group immediately became excited.

Some are busy calling "big boss", some are calling on everyone to collect them, some are saying that there is no need to pick up bottles today...

There are all kinds of answers... The giant panda was startled: Maybe, too many?

But it doesn’t matter if you think about it. At least I have temporarily integrated into this group, and I have left a pretty good impression in front of many big shots... The only lesson is that the red envelope will probably shrink tenfold in the future. These people probably

Also acceptable.

Fries hid behind the screen and smiled, then ignored it. As the editor-in-chief, he still had more things to do.

Wan Zhuanghong, who was far away in Ganlong, wailed: My big red envelope!

…

Ganlong Yongzhou was called Liang in ancient times.

Yongzhou has a long history. During the Han and Tang Dynasties, it was even the largest ancient city in northwest my country after Chang'an. It was also the hub of economic and cultural exchanges between the Central Plains and the Western Regions in ancient times. It is known as "the hub of the world and the guardian of the country".

However, this ancient city that once stood tall in the long history has slowly declined over time, and has finally begun to be forgotten by most people. Many people don't even know its name, let alone anything about it.

Brilliant history...

The only saying is that time is ruthless, but it is not only time that is ruthless, but also people.

This small town in the northwest is where Da Zhuang has been living all these years.

His origin is a bit mysterious. It seems that no one except the owner of Majiatun Restaurant knows where he comes from. And the owner of this restaurant has always been invisible. Therefore, the rumors about Da Zhuang are unknown in this part of the country.

On the Internet, the spread became more and more widespread and became more and more intense.

Some people say that he was a wandering prodigal who fell in love with the noisy snow in Yongzhou so much that he chose to stop here.

Some people also say that he was deeply in love, but could never meet his beloved, so he chose this city to spend the rest of his life.

In short, rumors about Da Zhuang... also Wan Zhuanghong are widely circulated in this small northwest town. There are too many rumors to count. But until now, no one can figure out his past, present and future.

…

Later, these rumors spread more and more widely, so much so that many young girls and wives even traveled across half of the city just to hide in a corner and take a look at him...

Majiatun Restaurant actually specializes in Chinese food. It is not very famous in this small town, but it is not very famous either. But since Da Zhuang came, it has become one of the most famous check-in spots in Yongzhou.

As the head chef, Wan Zhuanghong always wears an old dark blue Japanese chef uniform, with a drooping beard that seems to have never been deliberately groomed. Most of the time, there is always a hair on his shoulders.

A towel with almost holes was draped casually.

Whenever he was free, Wan Zhuanghong would hold a cigarette in his mouth melancholy, leaning on a thick pillar at the door, looking straight at the northwest sky with unfocused eyes.

.

Occasionally, his brows would frown inadvertently, as if he was thinking of some unbearable past event.

This frown simply bit the lives of the little wives around him. They wished they could go forward and smooth out his frown, and use their broad chest to soothe his lonely heart.

But occasionally, he would take out his phone and look at the screen, with an unconscious smile on his face.

Regardless of whether they were happy or helpless, the little girls and wives who were hiding aside and watching secretly felt a surge of emotion.

His smile is so pretty! But, which girl would it be that could make him smile... And his bitter smile seemed to be full of helplessness, and why?

In short, Wan Zhuanghong is such a mysterious man. It is precisely because his image and melancholy temperament are somewhat similar to Chen Yongren played by Tony Leung in "Infernal Affairs", so the little girls have called him:

"Ganlong Liang Chaowei"

People are always greedy, and those little girls were not willing to give in. They just got stuck in his watery eyes, looking at him from a distance. Everyone wanted to be the one standing next to him, washing away his tiredness.

Go to the one who is sad.

So, they began to think of every possible way to trace his past.

Can't find the boss? It doesn't matter! Those sous chefs and assistant chefs stay with you all day long. Men, when you have nothing to do, you can't help but sit down and brag about something. Are you afraid that you won't be able to dig out any news?

Because of this, the owner of the cigarette shop next to him started to bloom.

Countless little girls and daughters-in-law swarmed in and frantically began to throw away money, oh no, throw away money: cigarettes, just pick the right one, Huazi starts... As for wine, Maotai comes as much as you want? You said no? Then

As for the others, the most expensive and best ones, they are very exciting to me...

Recalling those days... the assistant cook Li Dazui still remembers it vividly.

Although the Yingying Yanyan around him every day are not directed at him, they also greatly satisfy his self-esteem. Drinking Wuliangye and holding Huazi in his hand, even when he walks, he seems to be carrying

wind.

The owner of the restaurant next to him hurriedly greeted his employees to come in with a serious face. If this kind of unhealthy trend is allowed to breed again, how can this business be done? But in my heart, I still keep praying to God, when will it be given?

He is a chef as good as Wan Zhuanghong. Even if the store manager is given to him, it would not be a pity.

However, this surging undercurrent is like a gust of wind. It passes by and leaves nothing behind.

The chefs would only think of that glorious time for no reason when they were sitting in a small roadside restaurant with their friends, drinking Erguotou. The little girls also clocked in on time every day as always, just wanting to...see

He glanced at it.

However, after finding nothing, they looked at him with unreasonably hot eyes. Who can refuse Tony Leung shrouded in fog?

Even though you can see his face, you can never clearly see his heart.

If you pass him by, you may still hear him singing an old song in a low voice:

"My hand through your black hair

My eyes that pass through your mood

So affectionate
Chapter completed!