Xijiong Qingfu's words really made Li Yundong dumbfounded, but what was even more shocking was Han Zhen standing by. ≧≥≧
For God's sake, I just made a bet with this guy that if his teahouses can be opened all over the world, then I will be the President of the United States.
As a result, the Yamaguchi group immediately ran over, crying and shouting, asking this guy to open the tea house to Japan.
Although it is only Wakayama Prefecture, in Han Zhen's opinion, if the Yamaguchi-gumi is really behind it, it will be a matter of minutes to open this teahouse all over Japan and even the entire Southeast Asia. When the teahouse opens to a certain number, it will accumulate to
Once you have a certain amount of funds and fame, it is definitely no joke to take it to the world.
Thinking of this, Han Zhen's eyes kept rolling, full of depression and doubt.
This thing was so coincidental at the moment, it was almost like a trap waiting for him. As soon as he jumped in, the trap was tightened!
Don't be so deceptive!
From Han Zhen's point of view, if this happened to him, he would laugh so hard that he would wake up in his dreams. Why hesitate? He should agree first.
But Han Zhen himself is a gangster, so he regards everyone as a gangster, just like some people whose morals are similar to a maggot, but they regard the whole world as a cesspit.
In Li Yundong's view, although Xijiong Qingfu's proposal was a bit heart-warming, and it was a timely help, the identity of the guy who gave him the help was really inappropriate. If he had any financial dealings with these guys, it would be really serious.
A stain that will be unexplainable for the rest of my life.
Li Yundong pondered for a moment and flatly rejected Xi Jiong Qingfu's proposal.
Han Zhen on the side looked shocked and anxious. He wanted to grab Li Yundong and yell at him that he was a fool. He would not seize such a good opportunity and would rather offend the Yamaguchi group!
But Xijiong Qingfu only showed a look of disappointment and did not feel any offense.
Of course, if there were an ordinary person in front of him, Xijiong Qingfu would immediately turn against him and roar with a ferocious face: Baga, I'm so shameless to give you shame, come on, pull me out and die!
But he didn't dare to do this to the person in front of him, or even think about it. In his opinion, it was normal for the reincarnated King Fudo to reject him so coldly.
But this time he came, except for drinking some tea, he couldn't do anything else. This made this senior Buddhist believer feel a little embarrassed. He was not willing to go back like this, so he tentatively asked Li Yundong: "Excuse me
Mingwang World Honored One, can I light a stick of incense here?"
After Li Yundong heard Ziyuan holding back her laughter as she finished her translation, he became more and more dumbfounded. However, he wanted to refuse, but he saw Ziyuan winking at him, as if asking him to accept it.
Li Yundong had a deep trust in Ziyuan. When his heart moved, he changed his words and said: "Okay, but I don't have an incense burner here, there is no merit incense here, and there is no statue of a god. You don't have any conditions to offer incense."
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Unexpectedly, after listening to the translation of the boy next to him, Xijiong Qingfu grinned and clapped his hands. As if by magic, the boys behind him actually conjured up a wooden statue of Fudo Myoyo, and then another.
An antique incense burner, and then these senior gangsters took out three incense candles from behind!
Although Li Yundong himself is also a great cultivator with great supernatural powers, he couldn't help but feel a little confused when he saw this scene. He thought to himself: Darling, I'm already ready for love! It's awesome, it's really awesome! I just don't know, these are
Did these guys bring them from Japan, or did they buy them locally? If they brought them from Japan, that would be too exaggerated, right? But even if they bought them locally, wouldn’t they be too thoughtful?
Are you so pious? Brother, are you a gangster? Why do you seem to be more pious than those guys from the Mantra Tantric Sect?
But these words were hidden in Li Yundong's heart, but he didn't ask them out. Although he also practiced Buddhist mental methods, he didn't understand fate and his mind, so he could only hide these questions deep in his heart.
Everyone in the Sanxian Teahouse was dumbfounded as they watched the group of men in black respectfully place the Fudo Myoyo statue on the tea table in the center of the teahouse hall, and then placed an incense burner in front of the wooden statue.
Xijiong Qingfu took the lead in offering incense, and then the younger brothers behind him formed a long snake formation and waited quietly in the back to offer incense and pay homage.
The Japanese are rigidly disciplined and all kinds of rules are very strict, whether in society, in the company, or in the family. Among them, the rules in the underworld are astonishingly large and extremely harsh.
These black-clothed people lined up in one line, never in two lines, and no one among them whispered or whispered to each other. Everyone lined up according to seniority and seniority, and the line went all the way to the pedestrian street.
The intersection is blocked.
But when passers-by said they wanted to pass by, they didn't do anything to bully them. Instead, they honestly made way for them, and when they passed by, they resumed their formation.
Those among them who finished offering incense went to the side and stood with their hands folded in front of them, their eyes looking at their noses, their noses looking at their hearts, and their eyes not squinting.
Li Yundong looked at them, each of them extremely pious, holding incense and candles and taking turns to offer incense, feeling quite dumbfounded in his heart.
He turned around and saw Ziyuan beside him, who couldn't help but laugh secretly. He couldn't help but glare at Ziyuan and whispered: "Hey, are you seeing my joke?"
Zi Yuan smiled and was about to speak when she saw Cheng Cheng pulling his sleeve and saying, "Hey, Li Yundong, are they paying homage to you?"
Cheng Cheng came from an ordinary family with a small family. Looking at the scene in front of her, she felt as if she was in a dream. She watched the murderous black-clothed people taking turns to offer incense. She did not dare to speak loudly.
He kept his voice low, as if he was afraid of disturbing these gangsters.
Li Yundong smiled bitterly and said: "It seems like you are paying homage to me..."
Feng Na also came back to her senses at this time, with a dumbfounded look on her face. She couldn't help but look at Li Yundong, as if she saw a Namekian. She covered her mouth and said softly: "No, you're not dead yet."
ah……"
This sentence immediately made Ziyuan burst into laughter. This normally dignified and elegant fairy also found herself so inelegant. She turned her head away for a while, her shoulders kept shaking. The little foxes couldn't help but turned their heads one by one.
He ran to the warehouse at the back, and as soon as he burst through the door, everyone started laughing.
Li Yundong couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm not dead yet, but I feel like I'm about to be worshiped to death by them."
Feng Na didn't think it was funny. She said in amusement: "They seem to be worshiping Fudo Myoto? What does it have to do with you? You, who are you?"
Li Yundong had a straight face: "Actually, I am the legendary Martian and Earthling. Please wake up!"
Feng Na was stunned, and the corner of her mouth twitched, as if she wanted to laugh, but she didn't laugh after all. Instead, she sighed sadly in her heart: After all, he refused to tell me these things.
But Cheng Cheng on the side smiled heartlessly and said: "Hey, Martian, be careful, be careful of Ultraman coming to trouble you!" As she said this, she pointed at the Japanese people who were burning incense.
Li Yundong also glanced at them, but saw that although the Japanese heard their low voices and laughter, none of them turned around to look at them. They looked so solemn and solemn, which really made people a little awe-inspiring.
Li Yundong waved his hands to Feng Na and Cheng Cheng, and said: "Forget it, don't make trouble, they are paying homage to me, and I, the real master, are laughing and joking aside, and I don't look like a human being. Isn't it really inappropriate?"
This was a serious statement, but it was really weird and funny when you think about it. Both Feng Na and Cheng Cheng covered their mouths and laughed. At this time, more and more people were surrounding Sanxian, and many people looked inside curiously.
Looking around, it seems that they don't understand why this group of men in black are burning incense and worshiping gods here so piously and solemnly. For a while, they all speculated and started talking about it.
When Li Yundong saw these Japanese people burning incense one after another as if there was no one around, he suddenly said to Ziyuan in a low voice, feeling a little embarrassed: "Hey, will I, the Three Immortals, become the assistant of these guys in the future? This is too exaggerated.
Bar?"
Zi Yuan pursed her lips and smiled, but did not answer his words. Instead, she turned to Feng Na and Cheng Cheng and whispered: "What was the turnover just now?"
Cheng Cheng immediately ran to the counter and took a look. His eyes suddenly widened. He trotted over and said in a slightly trembling voice: "One, one hundred, one million and three hundred and eighty thousand!"
"Ah?!" Feng Na suddenly took a breath of air. She knew that these Yamaguchi guys must have earned a lot of money after drinking this tea, but she didn't expect that these guys actually gave away so much money!
Li Yundong was also speechless for a while. When he first opened this tea shop, he was targeting people with higher levels of experience, but he did not expect that it would be such a "high-end" tea shop!
This is really not going to open in March, but it will take three years to open!
Of course, this is also due to Li Yundong's "tough hand" just now. Regardless of bad tea or bad tea, he sold it to these guys at exorbitant prices. Otherwise, these guys would not be able to drink so much money even if they drank to their stomachs.
After all, Feng Na and Cheng Cheng on the side had never seen much of the world. Suddenly seeing so much money, their mouths were dry for a moment, their eyes were hot, their hearts were beating, their voices were trembling, and their hearts were even more panicked. Feng Na has since resigned as the president of the school student union.
After taking the position, she wanted to help Li Yundong take care of the tea shop, so almost all her thoughts were spent on it. Although she was pleasantly surprised, she quickly thought of something and whispered to Li Yundong: "Li Yundong,
Can I collect this money?"
As she said this, she glanced at these gangsters worriedly, her eyes seeming to say: These guys can tell at a glance that they are not good men and women, will they default on their debts?
Li Yundong laughed at this time and said, "Don't worry, they won't default on their debt."
Feng Na felt relieved. She looked at the Japanese who were taking turns to offer incense and whispered: "Li Yundong, why didn't you agree to their cooperation in opening a teahouse just now? Do you think their status and background are not good?"
Li Yundong glanced at the Japanese in the hall and said with a wry smile: "Do you want the Three Immortals to become the Chinese branch of their Yamaguchi group or the Tiannan City Hall?"
Feng Na couldn't help laughing, and she whispered: "It doesn't matter if you don't cooperate, but I have a good way that can make us make a lot of money!"