"There will be a railway project in a while. My dear brother introduced it. It needs a few people to keep an eye on it. If you really want to go, I will pick you up later."
Zhao Hongbing rubbed his neck, and at this time he also saw the smoke coming from Zhang Dabiao's hand, and immediately waved his hand, "Throw your cigarette over here, and I will give you a whole piece of Hua Zi later."
"Did you hear that? I'll give you a Huazi. You'll never be able to smoke a Huazi for a stinky bus driver."
But before he could finish his words, a small red box was thrown to everyone.
Catch it and take a look! I am Cao, Hua Zi?
At this moment, if there is a crack in the ground, the person who shouted must get into it.
But at this time, Zhang Dabiao was too lazy to continue listening. He walked aside and took out his mobile phone.
But it's good to let them enjoy themselves and brag about it, at least they don't have as much hostility as before.
"Hello? It's Uncle Zhao. I, Da Biao, there is a young man named Zhao Hongbing in your village? Yes, right? Well, that's right. This guy drank too much and came to our village to act drunk. Hurry up.
Bring someone over here to get someone!”
Uncle Zhao, Zhao Qianqian, Xiaozhaozhuang's accountant and part-time acting village chief. Now the entire Xiaozhaozhuang is raising sheep to provide mutton for the Fortune Company, and every household has joined the cooperative.
Therefore, Zhao Qianqian did not dare to neglect Zhang Dabiao's call when he received it.
Zhang Dabiao hung up the phone and continued to listen happily to their bragging. Whatever he should say or not, if the second master were here, he might not be as good as Zhao Qianqian.
"Brother Hongbing, looking at it this way, you are much more awesome than Zhang Dabiao from Kinmen Village. Zhang Dabiao only makes a few dollars a year. Isn't three to five million enough to suffice?"
"Zhang Dabiao is not even worthy of carrying my shoes. Let me tell you this, when I get the job on the railway, I will provide screws, and the money will definitely go to the sea. Zhang Dabiao will also deceive the fools and fools in the village.
How much money can he make based on his ability in breeding?"
"It's quite a lot. My dad raised more than 40 sheep. He made more than 5,000 yuan in the first half of the month alone. He must have earned 10,000 yuan a month."
"Oh my god, is 10,000 yuan still money? Even if we, a red soldier, have some teeth, it will start at 100,000 or 80,000 yuan. I have thought about it, red soldier, we will all do it with you!"
"That's right, let's all work for the Red Army, and we can make him 1.8 million a year!"
Zhang Dabiao rubbed his face vigorously, and his expression became increasingly weird.
Yuan Bingling lightly knocked on the window, and Zhang Dabiao turned around, then got under the window, leaned against the car, and said with a smile: "I guess we have to wait a while, I called Zhao Qianqian, I guess it will be over soon."
Here we are! Tell everyone, they are all children from the village, they drank too much, please don’t mind!"
"Well, are you cold? Come up quickly." Yuan Bingling said with a concerned look.
Zhang Dabiao tightened his tight clothes and gritted his teeth, "Goodbye, these guys are afraid to do anything when I'm standing there. I'm going to have to make a fuss if I get in the car. Besides, it's fun to hear them brag!"
After saying that, he raised his hands, inserted his left and right hands into each other's sleeves, walked to the front of the car with a smile, and continued to listen to their bragging.
After only about ten minutes, I heard a burst of bright light from the distance, and an electric tricycle rushed over at lightning speed.
Zhao Qianqian was riding a three-wheeler in front wearing a tiger skin hat, his face was red from the cold, and there was a young man sitting in the car behind him, who was obviously asked to drive.
As soon as they met, he didn't bother to say hello to Zhang Dabiao. Zhao Qianqian rushed forward and kicked Zhao Hongbing, "Little bastard, you are so embarrassed that you have been thrown out of the village. Get up and follow me home!"
"Cao Nima, who are you? If you mess with my boss, I will kill you..."
"You little brat, look who I am?"
"father!"
Snapped!
Zhao Qianqian felt his head buzzing and slapped the young man in the face as he rushed forward.
Some people have already reacted, and quickly opened their arms to stop the little brother who was about to rush forward, "I am Cao, I am Cao, I am Erxiao's father...don't move..."
Zhao Qianqian slapped his son and spun him around three times in a row, but he didn't feel relieved at all.
But at this time, Zhao Hongbing suddenly stood up and rushed towards Zhao Qianqian, because Brother Hongbing must stand up today, no matter who follows him, if you don't accept it, we will touch him, "Old man, if you dare to kick me, I will kill you..."
"
"Red Soldier...Brother Red Soldier, don't say goodbye, don't be impulsive, that's your third uncle! Dear!"
"What's wrong with Third Uncle? I'll fuck Third Uncle too. My grandpa is Zhao Dabeard. I'll do anything to anyone who messes with me!"
"The Red Soldiers are awesome..." Someone who drank more started shouting from behind at this time. In fact, he had no idea what was going on.
The alcohol caused him to completely lose his mind.
Seeing the two of them fighting, Zhang Dabiao definitely couldn't sit back and wait for death. To be honest, he was really afraid that Zhao Qianqian, an old gentleman, would suffer.
Although Zhao Hongbing drank too much, he was still young after all.
But just as he was about to make a move with his front foot, he saw the gentle Zhao Qianqian suddenly changed as if he was a different person. He grabbed Zhao Hongbing's arm, and at the same time, he hit Zhao Hongbing hard with his shoulder. Then he turned around and used force.
boom!
Zhao Hongbing fell directly onto his back and hit the cold ground.
As soon as Zhao Qianqian succeeded, he raised his leg and kicked him, "Young man, you dare to attack me, I think you want to rebel!"
"Fuck, if you hit me, I will kill you..."
"Red Fang, tie up this little brat and throw him on a three-wheeler." Zhao Qianqian shouted to the young man who came with him.
Zhao Hongfang swallowed, thinking that his third uncle was really awesome, but this red soldier drank so much that he didn't even recognize his third uncle.
Yes, he is the grandson of Zhao Dabeard, but Zhao Qianqian is Zhao Dabeard’s biological son. Who is closer, the grandson or the son? It must be the son who gets the true inheritance first, and the son must be the best in terms of kung fu!
Immediately, he untied the rope that usually tied the sheep on the tricycle, and then put a rope to tie the sheep. In just a few strokes, he tied it into a rice dumpling for Zhao Hongbing.
Zhao Hongbing struggled during this period, but the problem was that Zhao Qianqian stuck him tightly, making him unable to move.
Zhang Dabiao, who was standing by, was also dumbfounded, thinking that this man really couldn't match his appearance. After all, Zhao Qianqian was usually quite a gentle person, but he didn't expect to be so ruthless and ruthless. He really deserves to be Zhao's bearded son.
Zhao Qianqian nodded awkwardly to Zhang Dabiao. Zhang Dabiao didn't say anything. He just waved his hand and let him take the people away. After all, this was not a show of face. Acting village chief Zhao still had to give him face.
"Every day, this special girl, anything can happen to me." Zhang Dabiao got in the car and rubbed his hands vigorously, "Everyone, sit still, I'm going to drive!"
All the way back to the town, Zhang Dabiao sent people to the guest house and was about to go home. At this time, Yuan Bingling stopped him, "Well, come to my room?"