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A few drunk people were stumbled around.

Perhaps the experience just now was too upset, and a few people were not in the mood to go to the bar, but chose to come here to relax with their throats open.

I don’t know what happened in the room at that time, but since then, Kang Xiaoquan was rejected by Su Zhe and Liu Yan.

If Kang Xiaoquan hadn't been thick-skinned enough, the group would have separated long ago.

"Everyone, I'll sing a money song."

When a person suffers, the happiest thing is to see another person suffers the same.

At this moment, Zhao Lang was very happy.

Even though Zhang Shou was once a demon ritual, now he has always had a gloomy face, and he doesn't care at all.

I don’t know how many years of friendship, of course I have to be together.

It would be better if we could also pull down the birthday star, the God of Food and others.

He won't feel guilty.

Zhao Lang held up the microphone and slowly opened his voice.

"The beauty of the country will follow the money..., the generals and ministers will follow the money; their wealth and status will increase with the money..., the wealth and poverty will change with the money."

"Glory and wealth come from money, and career prospects come from money..."

"Power is money, money is power!"

"Money and power have been related since ancient times...ah..."

"A rich fool can take the power!"

"If you have power, you can make a lot of money. You can... "

"Wow……"

Kang Xiaoquan, who had drunk too much, opened his mouth and vomited violently, causing Zhao Lang to retreat repeatedly and interrupted his singing voice.

"Change another song, change another song!"

The drunk Su Zhe waved his hand back and forth: "This is not nice, it's not nice, let's have a happy time."

"Boy, you are lucky today!"

Zhao Lang was not annoyed at all. Hearing this, he stepped on the stool and pointed at him, "I am happy today, so I will sing another song."

"This kind of opportunity is rare!"

"Ahem..."

After coughing twice, he flipped over the song ordering machine and pressed it.

"Music, get up!"

With both hands raised, Zhao Lang raised his neck and raised the microphone with one hand to prepare for the start of the singing.

"In ancient times, I also talk about money, but now I also talk about money, and I have been talking about it for hundreds of years."

His body shaking, and there was a sense of rhythm: "Gold is also money, silver is also money, and money is also money!"

"There are many troubles, but the money is still causing trouble!"

"It's annoying to have money, and it's annoying to have no money. What do you say... What do you say do?"

“Woo woo…”

Although the singing was cheerful, I didn't know where it hit me. Kang Xiaoquan suddenly lay there and started crying.

Xie Anqian, who was beside her, looked drunk and kept wiping her tears.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Lang rolled his eyes, ignored the secular mortals, and continued to sing this song of money.

"Save a piece of money, make a piece of money!"

"It is done with good use and good use, and money will not let us down..."

"Save a piece of money, make a piece of money!"

"The country is prosperous and the wealth is even better. I wish you more money..."

"fart!"

The drunk Su Zhe supported himself up and waved his hand and cursed: "It's all just a fart, what is money?"

"Money is a bastard!"

"Hello!"

Zhao Lang's face turned cold: "Boy, can you speak? If you don't have money, you have to admit that you are incompetent. Money is a good thing."

"If you have money, you can buy whatever you want! If you don't have money, you are just a poor person in the eyes of others."

"fart!"

Su Zhe still cursed.

"call……"

Zhao Lang took a breath and couldn't help but nodded: "Okay, you're swearing, you're swearing!"

He looked around and rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do something.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Shou, who was drinking in silence, gave him a blank look: "You are a dignified god of wealth, won't you be angry with a mortal, right?"

"You didn't hear what he said just now?"

Zhao Lang glared at his eyes: "This kid actually said that money is a bastard, money is my foundation. He is insulting me when he said that!"

"Oh……"

Zhang Shou rolled his eyes.

"It's great if you have money!"

Su Zhe was still lying on the ground and shouting: "If you have money, you can take advantage of others at will? Let me tell you, I will not bow my head to the rich!"

"I... I have dignity, dignity... I can't get any dignity for no amount of money!"

"How old is this guy still so old?"

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment, then took a step forward and grabbed his back collar: "Boy, how much is the dignity worth?"

"You think your dignity is priceless, but in fact it's just less than the price!"

"Wow……"

A mouthful of dirty things spurted out from Su Zhe's mouth.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Lang jumped three feet high and was still rubbed a little.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing his distorted face, Zhang Shou, who was beside him, finally got happy and slapped the table and laughed.

"You...you..."

Zhao Lang gritted his teeth and pointed at Su Zhe for a long time. Suddenly, his body relaxed and he shook his head and laughed.

"Hello!"

He stepped forward and gently patted Su Zhe to wake up: "Boy, I know you are unwilling to accept your work now."

"I'll give you a chance. How about we join forces to buy the store you work in?"

"What did you say?"

Su Zhe, who was drunk and hazy, looked at Zhao Lang with a confused look on his face: "I will not betray the boss."

"You didn't betray you!"

Zhao Lang squatted down and said, "I mean, buy it for a price that your boss can accept."

"They also said that the snacks you made were delicious, and your partner was not satisfied with your salary."

"I pay the money, you give your efforts, let's work together to start that cake shop. What do you think?"

"Okay... OK!"

Su Zhe nodded in a daze: "But, do you have money?"

"You don't have to worry about money."

Zhao Lang smiled and patted his shoulder: "In the future, just concentrate on being your own rich man."

"What are you going to do?"
To be continued...