Mr. Long is a self-disciplined person. He believes that if every little person wants to stand out, strict self-discipline is the prerequisite, and then he can do big things.
At 9 o'clock in the morning, he stood at the bus stop at the west gate of Shigao on time.
In the Northeast, in December, the temperature is very low in the morning, around minus 20 degrees Celsius.
In order to look impressive when going out to do errands, Mr. Long wore his best and most impressive outfits, a Rex Rabbit fur coat, a black vest, a big gold chain with cool tattoos, and black tight-fitting nine-point denim pants.
A pair of young men's shoes, exposing the ankles, this is the standard young brother's fashion, but Mr. Long's thighs are short and thick, wearing tight jeans, very tight, very tight.
The book said that fashion itself is a short-lived word, and a rex rabbit can't keep warm as a mink. After standing for 10 minutes, Mr. Long was completely frozen.
The small wind circled around his ankles, got into his fur coat, ravaged his vest, and finally froze his gold necklace. It was cool and turned into very cold.
Mr. Long believed that integrity was a very important trait when traveling around, so he waited at the agreed upon location.
It was almost eleven o'clock before Long Er and Long San got off the bus.
Long Er was wearing a down jacket. Although it was completely stained with oil, it was very warm.
Long San wears a security coat and is extremely cold-resistant.
After getting off the car, the first thing they saw was Mr. Long, who was almost frozen into a popsicle. The two of them started to complain inappropriately.
"Yeah, brother, it's really weird today. We're stuck in a traffic jam. Why don't you find a warm place to wait?"
In such a small and broken city, you are telling me about traffic jams?
It takes less than an hour for the bus to go around once. Are you talking about a traffic jam?
You are two hours late and you can go to the provincial capital. Are you saying there is a traffic jam?
With trembling hands, Mr. Long stopped a taxi and quickly got in. Long Er and Long San followed suit.
I told the driver to go to Home Inn in Trade City, then rubbed my hands and stopped talking.
Long Er didn't understand, he was more straight-tempered,
"Brother Long, aren't you working? Why are you going to the hotel?"
"Yes, Brother Long, I am still on duty at night? I will take over at twelve o'clock, finish the work early, and I will go back."
Long San didn't understand either. He finally came to work for a thousand yuan while he was off work.
The distance was very close. When the taxi arrived, Mr. Long paid for the taxi, opened a three-person room, and went upstairs.
Home Inn is a small hotel converted from a private house. The rooms are very small and the price is very cheap. It costs only 30 to 50 nights.
After entering the room, Mr. Long put on the quilt. It took him a long time to regain his composure. His mouth was so cold that he still felt uncomfortable.
"You, you, you two have played so hard with me. Do you know how cold it is outside? My hands are numb, and you are still doing hairy work?"
Long Er diligently boiled a pot of water for his eldest brother, and Long San received a basin of hot water from the bathroom for his eldest brother to soak his feet.
After drinking hot water and soaking his feet, Mr. Long slowly returned to normal and began to introduce the task.
"There is an Anxin Bento store in Shigao Ximen. Some people don't like this store. Our mission is to prevent them from opening it."
Long Er and Long San felt relieved when they heard that it wasn't a shooting or killing, and there was no need to break the law.
These days, no one dares to break the law. There are special police on duty at every intersection, and small fights have been gone for a long time.
To deal with a small restaurant, it's not easy to catch them with ease, there are many bad tricks, Long Er said nonchalantly,
"Brother, go directly to the Bawang meal and then smash the store."
Long San is a security guard and has received certain training. He thinks this is a bit too rough.
"Second brother, that's not okay. It's unreasonable. Let's go have a meal. Then, if he says his food is stale and his stomach hurts, report him. The three of us are considered to have been mass poisoned and we'll punish him."
Young Master Long listened to the two people's ideas and was more inclined to Long San's idea, but Young Master Long had his own rules for how to behave.
"No, the third child's method is too high-profile. We need to keep a low profile, and we won't show our faces when we talk about it. We must be reasonable and give him a hard time if it is morally justified. This will be a beautiful thing."
Long Er and Long San looked at the eldest brother together, expecting the eldest brother to be moral and show his face again, but after waiting for a long time, Mr. Long didn't say anything.
Finally, Long Er spoke first,
"Brother, I got up late and didn't have breakfast. I'm a little hungry."
Long San nodded and kept rubbing his stomach, indicating that he was also hungry.
When leaders face difficulties, they must rise to the challenge and set a good example for their subordinates.
Mr. Long took out a hundred yuan red ticket from his jeans with great difficulty and handed it to Long Er.
"Buy some wine, meat and staple food, take it back and eat it, save some money."
Long Er took the money, took Long San and went out, very happy.
When Cai Gen returned to the store, he called Xiao Sun,
"There's a car repairman across the street, you know? It's a little girl repairing cars."
Xiao Sun was lying down reading a book. He didn't get up and answered directly,
"Third uncle, what's wrong? I know it. It must have been opened the day before yesterday. It looks familiar. I can't remember where I've seen it before."
Does it look familiar? Have you seen it before? Monsters? Gods? Buddha? Evil spirits? Are there any things that look familiar to me that are normal?
Cai Gen didn't dare to inquire anymore and complained,
"You know there is a car repair shop, why didn't you tell me? You made me look around outside the community."
Xiao Sun sat up, feeling very aggrieved.
"Third uncle, you have wronged me. You didn't even tell me when you went to repair the car."
I really didn’t say anything, thinking that Xiao Sun was not familiar with the place. Hey, seeing Xiao Sun holding a very thick book, he asked curiously,
"If you don't read The Legend of Wukong, what are you watching? Cihai?"
Xiao Sun turned the book to the cover and read it out.
"Adhere to ten steps every day and get a quick guide to getting rich in 21 days."
Haha, if the author of the book really knew, would he write it and tell you? Cai Gen despises this chicken soup article, it is all poisonous chicken soup. He said amusingly,
"Have you learned it? When will you start crashing it?"
Xiao Sun scratched his bald head, threw the book on the table, and said helplessly,
"It seems that after all the talk, you need to have a good father, and everything else is nonsense."
The bell rang, the door opened, and the guests came.
Cai Gen was surprised. This was lunch time. Why did anyone come to eat?
As soon as he saw the person, Zhen Shuiyin sat down at the dining table and said familiarly,
"Brother Cai, give me three of the cheapest meals. I haven't eaten anything in the morning. I'm a little hungry."
The cheapest one? Taiwan braised pork, 15 yuan a portion. I charged Zhen Shuiyin 45 yuan, and the 50-yuan green ticket returned to Cai Gen.
Xiao Sun went to cook, and Cai Gen chatted with Zhen Shui Yin.
"Xiao Shui, how much does it cost to pay for a calligraphy class? Do you have any students? Have you promoted it?"
Although Zhen Shuiyin looks a bit fierce, she always smiles when facing Cai Gen, especially her pair of little tiger teeth, which is indescribably cute and playful.
"Brother Cai, I exchanged 220,000 yuan. She originally gave away 150,000 yuan for one year's rent. I saw that she was a poor orphan and a widowed mother, so I gave all the money to her. As long as I am good at my craftsmanship, it won't be difficult to recruit people, right?"
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Orphans and widowed mothers? No, the calligraphy class was held by a man in the past? Was he deceived by a second-hand dealer? The garage-turned-outlet has a rent of up to 50,000 yuan a year, and a few broken tables, but you dare to ask for 100,000 yuan in exchange fees?
This market is not right.
Looking at the straight-eyed Zhen Shuiyin, Cai Gen really couldn't bear to destroy her longing for a beautiful world, so he resisted not exposing her.