Chapter 156: I guess not even one of them can escape.
Chapter 156: I guess not even one of them can escape.
The long-haired young man tried to struggle, but found that his wrist seemed to have an iron band around it. No matter how hard he struggled, he actually moved half of it.
He knew that his strength was much smaller than this little fat man.
There is no escape at all.
"I'll kowtow myself!"
The young man with long hair was free and easy, knowing that he could not avoid the fate of kowtow, so he walked neatly to Mr. Xiang Wenchun, knelt down and kowtowed, and said: "I wish the old man to be as blessed as the East China Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains!"
This scene attracted many passers-by to watch.
"What are you doing over there? Why are you kowtowing?"
"An old man is celebrating his birthday!"
"What age are we in? You still kowtow after your birthday!"
"You don't understand the situation! Stop talking nonsense."
"You understand, tell me what's going on!"
"I don't understand either, it just looks weird!"
"Yes, those two young men seemed to be forced to kowtow!"
"..."
Passers-by were surprised, but several waiters in the Hezha shop were laughing so hard that they burst into tears.
"It has to be Brother Bai!"
"Yeah, who else but Brother Bai could come up with such a damaging idea!"
"How can this be called damage? It's clever!"
"Haha, you are right, Brother Bai is smart!"
"I'm so happy. The bad breath I've been holding in for two days finally came out."
"Me too, it's so exciting!"
"Mr. Xiang did a good job, I guess if we really hire an actor, that's it!"
"I also think the little fat guy acted well!"
"Is he acting? He's just showing his true colors!"
"Not to mention, the little fat guy is reliable. He really comes in at critical moments!"
"He eats so much in one meal, he must be doing something!"
"Look, those two gangsters look like their dead parents!"
"They deserve it, who told them to be so bad!"
"I guess after this incident, they will never dare to cause trouble again!"
"I'm just afraid that they will never die!"
"What do you think will happen to them after they kowtow?"
"I don't know, just look down!"
"..."
The young man in plaid short-sleeves finished kowtowing and said with a sad face: "I can go now!"
Liang Bai smiled and said, "I'm already knocking my head. If you don't go in and have a meal, the old man is treating you today!"
The young man in plaid short-sleeves looked at his companion. The young man with long hair gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I've already celebrated my birthday, so let's go have a meal!"
If you don't eat or drink, it's really all in vain.
The young man in plaid short-sleeves nodded: "Then let's go have a meal."
Xiang Wenchun said with a smile: "You two go in and sit down first. After the guests have arrived, the food will be served."
The young man with plaid short sleeves and the young man with long hair walked towards the store together.
Liang Baikai also followed in.
When the two of them passed the "ceremony stage" without even looking at each other, Liang Baikai spoke: "Hey, hey, hey, you just went in like this?"
The young man in plaid short-sleeves turned around and asked impatiently: "What else?"
Liang Baikai pointed to the "ceremony stage", "Here, don't you see it?"
The two of them looked at the "ceremony table" and saw that the favor was spread out. The proprietress of the store was holding a pen and looking at them with a smile.
"What... what is this?"
The young man in plaid short sleeves seemed to realize that something was wrong and asked in a trembling voice.
Liang Bai said with a smile: "Xiang Lao's seventieth birthday, what do you think you are doing?"
The young man in plaid short-sleeves said tremblingly: "You still...are you still accepting favors?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Liang Baikai said teasingly: "Have you ever seen a restaurant that holds a banquet without accepting any favors?"
The young man in plaid short-sleeves immediately regretted coming in.
I thought I could eat and drink for free just by kowtowing.
Who knew there was a bigger pit?
The trick is too deep!
He said with a mournful face: "I won't have a banquet anymore, I'm leaving!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door of the palace.
"fatty!"
Liang Baikai didn't stop him and just shouted outside the store.
"Brother Bai, what's the matter?"
Cheng Shuang immediately walked out from behind Xiang Wenchun.
Liang Baikai said: "Someone comes to celebrate his birthday and wants to leave without expressing any favors! Little fat man, what do you think we should do?"
The pair looked down at the young man with plaid short-sleeves and the young man with long hair, and asked angrily: "You don't write favors?"
The young man in plaid short-sleeves felt his scalp numb and said cautiously: "We are not going to eat."
"That won't work!" Cheng Shuang waved his hands, "It doesn't matter whether you eat or not. Since we are here to celebrate my birthday, favors are definitely indispensable!"
The young man with long hair pulled up his plaid short-sleeved shirt and said in a low voice: "If a good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences, let's just write some favors!"
"Write! Write!" With the little fat man here, he didn't dare to make any mistakes. He endured the reluctance in his heart, turned around to face Xu Qingqing, and then took out the money from his body.
The young man in plaid short-sleeves had a large unity card on his body and a few cash notes, which seemed to be about fifteen or six yuan.
The long-haired young man took out only dime notes, and it looked like ten yuan was enough.
The two looked at each other, and the young man in plaid short-sleeves took out a dollar and said his name: "Wang Wu, a gift of one dollar!"
Xu Qingqing said "Oh" and neither took the money nor wrote the account.
The young man in plaid short-sleeved shirts saw me and said, "Madam boss, you are writing accounts!"
Xu Qingqing said calmly: "What is Mr. Xiang's identity? His son-in-law is the director of the Public Security Bureau, and his daughter is a big boss. You are too embarrassed to give a dollar, but he is too embarrassed to accept it!"
He shook his head like a rattle, "This account can't be written!"
The young man with plaid short sleeves and the young man with long hair felt cold when they heard that Mr. Xiang's son-in-law was the director of the Public Security Bureau. They discussed in low voices to see how much they could give to fool them.
Xu Qingqing was impatient and said directly: "Don't whisper, the old man has already told me that there is no need to write down any favors worth less than 10 yuan!"
At least ten dollars?
The young man with plaid short sleeves and the young man with long hair were almost crying, but they didn't dare to resist, so they could only hold their noses and admit it.
"Borrow me 2 yuan and I'll return it to you in a few days!"
The young man with long hair counted the money in his hand and found that he only had 7 yuan and 5 cents. Seeing that the young man with plaid short sleeves had more money in his hand, he could only ask him to borrow it first.
"Wang Wu, a gift of ten yuan!"
"Zhao Xiaoer, a gift of ten yuan!"
The two of them reported their names. When they saw the fake name, Xu Qingqing didn't mind and wrote it down.
After finishing writing, Wang Wu and Zhao Xiaoer walked out.
Liang Baikai stopped the two of them again.
Wang Wudao: "We have bowed our heads and written the favor, so we should be able to leave now!"
Liang Baikai said: "You have kowtowed and given gifts, so you can't leave!"
Wang Wudao: "Why?"
Liang Baikai said: "You kowtow, give gifts, and don't even eat. If word spreads, do you still want to be shameless?"
Wang Wu and Zhao Xiaoer had no choice but to find a table and sit down obediently.
Wang Wudao: "What the hell, all the money has been spent. If you don't eat, you won't get it for free."
Zhao Xiaoer said: "You know nothing. Liang Baikai is under house arrest and won't let us go out to report to Brother Yangpi."
"Is that so?" Wang Wu asked doubtfully.
Zhao Xiaoer said: "If you don't believe me, just wait. None of the brothers who came today will probably be able to escape!"
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