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Chapter 17 Give me two bottles of wine, I can make you doubt life (2)

After playing with Wang Xiaolu in the kitchen for a while, Guo Dalu was pounded by Wang Xiaolu for a few times, then he started cooking honestly.

"Oh, by the way!"

After putting the last dish on, Guo Dalu suddenly remembered Xu Pishi and said to Wang Xiaolu: "Xiaolu, I saw Ergouzi just now!"

"Ergouzi? Xu Pishi?"

Wang Xiaolu was stunned, "Why is this guy here?"

She seemed to remember what happened before and laughed out loud, "Ergouzi was a man who was determined to be a boss back then, and she even said she wanted to get one million yuan to marry me!"

She looked at Guo Dalu and said with a smile: "I haven't seen him come back for so many years. I suddenly came here today. Maybe I'm really saving up a million to marry me!"

Guo Dalu laughed: "It's a good thing to have dreams, we can't laugh at them."

He said to Wang Xiaolu: "This guy looks so handsome, and there is a guy following him to flatter him. It seems that he is doing really well. Maybe he can really take out a million."

"whispering sound!"

Wang Xiaolu looked disdainful, "Brother Ergouzi attaches great importance to money. In his eyes, it seems that if you have money, you have everything. If you have money, you can buy anything you want. This guy is reincarnated with a whole bunch of money, and is envious of money and his spirit is a bit abnormal!"

She sighed, "The key is that he is too petty and can remember trivial matters for the rest of his life. I guess, he must still remember the incident of you beating him!"

Guo Dalu laughed: "Xiaolu, what you said is too exaggerated? I was ignorant when I was a child. Who can really remember the fight and trouble? Besides, every time this guy was beaten, he was a traitor in school and told the teacher a small report. If this reason is not on his side, what is he going to hold a grudge?"

Wang Xiaolu shook her head and said, "I bet he must remember!"

Guo Dalu smiled and said, "Don't worry, since he is here today, he is a guest and an old friend again. Let's treat him with all our heart."

Just as Guo Dalu was talking to Wang Xiaolu, Xu Pishi in the front yard sat down from the wine table and gave the driver a wink, "Take the gift to the old man and the old lady!"

The driver then realized, and walked towards the lobby with a box of wine and two cigarettes. As soon as he approached the door, Wang Chunmei had already come out of it, "Oh, everyone is here, what other gifts are there?"

She reached out to take the cigarette and wine, "Go to the table and have dinner, I'll just put this thing on!"

When the driver saw her taking the cigarettes and wine casually, he didn't show any surprise in his eyes. He felt extremely disappointed and said, "Old lady, this is Wuliangye specially bought by President Xu, which is two thousand yuan less!"

Wang Chunmei was stunned, and then she showed joy on her face, "Oh, is it Wuliangye? This is rare today!"

She said to the driver: "Today, all of these guys are giving away Moutai, or they are wines for several years. There is really no Wuliangye today!"

"The old man was just clamoring to drink Wuliangye, saying that this wine is so good! The Moutai sent by these guys in the yard tastes burnt, and he doesn't like it!"

While Wang Chunmei was speaking, she moved the tobacco and alcohol into a wing room next to her. The driver was curious and followed her into the wing room.

After Wang Chunmei put the tobacco and wine in the wing room, she opened the box, took out a bottle of Wuliangye and took it into her hand. When she turned around, she saw the driver standing in the room motionless. She smiled and said, "Good boy, go to the table and have a meal. Tell your boss, you are so mean!"

She said a few polite words and then returned to the main hall with the bottle of wine, "Old Guo, the wine you want is here, come and taste the taste..."

After Wang Chunmei left the house, Xu Pishi's driver stood in this utility room that specializes in drinking water and saw the piles of Maotai wine piled up for a long time.

Xu Pishi sat at the table, listening to the words "Millions of small business, brothers really can't say it here", "My brother's benefits this year are really not good, and he can't even afford a house in Beijing in the year" and other sentences, which is really funny.

What a joke?

A group of poor people brag about nothing, is there any bullishness?

What a small business worth millions?

Why don’t you talk about small businesses worth tens of millions of dollars?

Can’t even afford a house in Beijing for a year?

I can’t afford to buy a house in Beijing even if I sell the company in a package?

Xu Pishi felt that she was really eye-opening today. It turned out that the poor guys at the bottom were even more outrageous than the upper class figures in society!

When Xu Pi heard it at the end, she couldn't stand it and thought to herself: "That's all crazy people at all!"

He looked at the wine bottle on the wine table inadvertently and found that three bottles were packed with rare Moutai wine. The wine bottle was exactly the same as the real one. He felt even more funny at the moment, "This old Guo family is really interesting. In order to save face, I bought some fake wine from somewhere to make up. Is this person tired if he lives to this point?"

At this time, a man with a big belly and blushed face was drinking, his face flushed, and he mumbled to everyone: "Today, my 60th birthday, brother, I... happy, I took out thirty bottles of Maotai that I had hidden in my restaurant for 30 years. Everyone can drink it, but there are not many opportunities!"

He patted his chest and said, "Although it cost a lot of money, I think it's worth it for the sake of the Master's birthday!"

"good!"

"Old Li is still happy enough!"

Everyone at the dinner table praised the blushing man, and they all praised the man with great pleasure.

Xu Pishi sighed deeply, and he felt that he could not stay here for a moment.

He suddenly fell at the wine table and glanced at everyone, "Everyone! Cowhide is not so bragging!"

Xu Pishi sighed deeply, "I can understand everyone's urgent desire to get rich, but bragging alone can't make money!"

The cheerful people at the dinner table saw him suddenly speaking, and looked arrogant, and they stopped talking and looked at Xu Pishi together.

The big-bellied, blushing man who was talking just now turned dark and glared at Xu Pishi, "Who the hell are you? The man is talking so happy. Who is not clamping his crotch tightly, revealing you?"

He stood up and reached out to hold a bottle of wine, just like Xu Pishi swung his head, and was pulled by the few people around him.

A thin man whispered to him: "Old Li, this person should be Mr. Guo's friend. Do you dare to hit him? Are you desperate?"

Another man also whispered: "Today is the old man's birthday, which is a happy event. If you make a big fuss and make the old man unhappy, you won't be able to do it. No brothers in the yard will let you go!"

The blushing man shivered, and then he remembered where he was now.

He glanced at Xu Pishi, didn't dare to say anything more, and sat down silently.

The people at the table all calmed down because Xu Pishi suddenly interrupted.

Seeing that everyone was not talking, Xu Pishi thought that these people had been exposed by themselves and had nothing to say. He smiled proudly and said to everyone at the table: "Isn't it just bragging? Is it so? But what's the use of bragging alone? Can bragging make money?"

He took two bottles of Moutai from the table and put them in front of him, "If you really let go and blow, give me two bottles of wine, I can blow until you doubt your life!"

While he was making a fuss, Xiao Liu, a driver who looked lost, slowly walked up to him and whispered to him: "Mr. Xu, stop for a while! We may be messing up this time!"
Chapter completed!
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