roccoschili Chapter 155: I just help him
Chapter 155: I just help him
"what?"
The young man in plaid short-sleeves immediately became unhappy and said angrily: "You actually want us to kowtow?"
He is a good gangster, but he also knows that there is gold under the man's knees. He will kneel to the sky, kneel to his parents, and at most to kneel to the second master Guan.
Kowtowing to a strange old man for no reason, he was unwilling to do anything.
The young man with long hair also said: "Why do you want us to kowtow?"
Liang Baikai smiled lightly, "Two distinguished guests, I'm not asking you to kowtow, but I'm giving you the rules for wishing the old man a birthday. Since you are here to wish me a birthday, of course you must abide by the rules!"
The young man in plaid short-sleeves said: "What age are we in? How can there be any rules about kowtow?"
The young man with long hair said: "We have already bowed to celebrate our birthday, why are we still in the mood to kowtow now!"
Liang Baikai said: "No matter what age you are, or whether others are happy or not, this is the rule here, Mr. Xiang!"
"That's right!" Mr. Xiang Wenchun sat on his chair with a flourish, nodded and said solemnly: "This is the rule I have set for my birthday!"
The young man with plaid short sleeves and the young man with long hair looked at each other, a little confused for a moment. They didn't know if this was a trick by Liang Baikai, or if the old man really celebrated his birthday and set such a rule?
But no matter what, the two people will never agree to kowtow.
"Old man, we sincerely came to wish you a birthday, but you ask us to kowtow, which is clearly an insult to us!" The young man in plaid short-sleeves said angrily.
Xiang Wenchun said calmly: "I am your grandfather. I am celebrating my seventieth birthday. As your grandchildren, you kowtow to me. How can I humiliate you?"
After a pause, he said sternly: "Unless you are not my juniors, nor are you here to wish me a birthday, but are here to eat and drink!"
The plaid short-sleeved young man and the long-haired young man were just improvising to eat and drink together, right?
But how can you admit this kind of thing face to face.
The young man with long hair said: "We are here to wish you a birthday. If you don't believe me, wait until your son comes, just ask him!"
"He and I are good buddies!"
Xiang Wenchun chuckled and said, "I have several sons. Which of my sons are you a friend?"
The long-haired young man felt bitter. How did he know how many sons this old man had?
But after thinking about it, since there are several, it is always good to talk about the eldest son.
"Your eldest son, your eldest son and I are friends!"
Xiang Wenchun nodded with a smile, "Then since you are my eldest son's friend, just kowtow and go in and wait for dinner!"
The young man with long hair said: "I say this just to prove that I am friends with your eldest son, not to kowtow to you."
The young man in plaid short-sleeves also said: "Although you are the elder, I will kneel to the sky and my parents. I will not kneel to others."
Xiang Wenchun's face darkened, "You said you came here to wish me a birthday, and you refused to kowtow. Are you here to entertain my old man?"
The young man with long hair said: "We just don't want to kowtow, so why do we entertain you? Your request is too much!"
"Excessive?" Xiang Wenchun sneered, "I have told my children a long time ago that if they invite friends to celebrate my birthday, they must kowtow when they come, otherwise they will not come!"
"I've made it clear a long time ago!"
"You're here and you don't kowtow! If you're not entertaining me, what are you?"
what?
The young man in plaid short-sleeves and the young man with long hair both looked at each other. How in the world could they treat guests like this? This rule is too weird!
The long-haired young man said harshly: "Since you insist on kowtowing to celebrate your birthday, we won't do it this birthday!"
The young man in plaid short-sleeves also said: "That's right, whoever wants to worship whoever wants to worship, let's go!"
After the two of them finished speaking, they were about to turn around and leave.
At worst, we won't eat and drink together, and kowtow will definitely not work.
I have to go back and report to Brother Yangpi and Brother Qiang that the situation has changed today.
Let’s see how the two bosses respond?
"stop!"
Xiang Wenchun shouted, "Come when you want and leave when you want. It's so easy for you to think of me as an old man!"
He turned around and waved: "Big Fatty, Little Fatty, take them down for me!"
"Even if you kowtow, you have to finish kowtowing before letting them go!"
"Otherwise, my old man's reputation will be ruined by them!"
"Okay!" The little fat man responded angrily, and walked out from behind Mr. Xiang Wenchun. With a height of 1.9 meters and a fat body, he stood in front of the plaid short-sleeved young man and the long-haired young man. , just like a gorilla facing two little monkeys, the pressure almost suffocated the two of them.
Although the fat man Xiang Pu is much shorter in height, he can't stand up to his bulk.
It doesn't seem to be easy to mess with either.
"You...what do you want to do?"
The young man with plaid short sleeves and the young man with long hair could not help but take a step back and asked in a trembling voice.
Cheng Shuang chuckled, "My old man is celebrating his birthday, so what's wrong with asking you to kowtow a few times? Should you do it yourself, or should I do it?"
The young man in plaid short-sleeves was so frightened by the evil smile on his face that he couldn't care less about anything and shouted: "I'm not here to celebrate my birthday!" Pointing at Mr. Xiang Wenchun, "I don't know him at all!"
"Okay!" Xiang Wenchun was furious when he heard this, "You are really here to entertain me!"
He said to Cheng Shuang: "Little fat man, I am enjoying my seventieth birthday, but I am entertained by a brat like him. What do you think I should do?"
The pair chuckled: "Easy to handle!"
"He doesn't want to kowtow, so I just need to help him!"
As he spoke, he raised his arm, which was thicker than an ordinary person's thigh, stretched out his big futon hand, grabbed the plaid short-sleeved young man's back collar, and picked him up like an eagle catching a small bird. got up.
He turned around and walked back, and in two or three steps he was in front of Mr. Xiang Wenchun.
"thump!"
Throwing it to the ground, he put his big hand on the head of the young man in plaid short-sleeves, and said hey: "You kneel down by yourself, or I push you down!"
"I'll do it myself...I'll do it myself!"
The young man in plaid short-sleeves was really on the verge of tears. He knew that with his small body, he couldn't resist this big fat man, so he hurriedly said.
"Count you acquainted!"
Cheng Shuang said angrily.
The young man in plaid short-sleeves didn't care about anything else. He gritted his teeth and knelt in front of Mr. Xiang Wenchun's chair, and kowtowed three times.
I just want to kowtow and get it over with so I can leave early.
Cheng Shuang was dissatisfied and shouted: "You can only kowtow, but you can't speak? Do it again!"
"I wish the old man good fortune like the East China Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains!"
The young man in plaid short-sleeves quickly kowtowed again and said while kowtowing.
When the long-haired young man saw this scene, his legs were shaking. He wanted to get away while the fat man was dealing with his companions.
Just as he lifted his legs, a pair of fat hands suddenly grabbed his wrist.
Xiang Pu said hoarsely: "Would you like to go and try?"