Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

Seeing the incoming business, Lao Zheng immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Hi boss, how can I help you."

While beckoning the other party to enter the room, Lao Zheng enthusiastically poured a glass of water.

"The king's funeral home, have you heard of it? The leaflets must be luxurious, such as Journey to the West with Cranes, the Yellow Crane Tower, the old man's speech to the West, what words are nice to write for me, the posters must be large, can a ten-meter tarpaulin do it?"

The young man made gestures with exaggerated expressions.

"Yes, of course no problem."

Lao Zheng picked up a pen and recorded it professionally.

"Then there is..."

The young man scratched his messy head, pondered for a while, then turned his head and yelled out the door: "Fourth, do you have anything to add?"

"Third brother, look at it. Second brother and Lord You let you take charge of this matter. It's inappropriate for me to point fingers."

A neat guy in a suit and jeans walked in from the door.

"It's all about talking about horses and baskets. What do we brothers have to say, it doesn't matter, let's fart quickly."

"If possible, let the advertising company help us buy some plastic flower baskets, plastic potted plants and so on. Our yard looks empty, it's too plain."

The boy said in a low voice.

"No problem, what are the names of the two bosses, and is it convenient to leave your contact information? Later, I will calculate the approximate cost, list the specific cost, and send it to you for review."

Old Zheng nodded his head methodically.

"My name is Sanqiu, he is Siqiu..."

"Don't listen to him talking nonsense about beautiful women, my name is Wu Song."

The guy in the suit introduced himself before his companions.

"What's wrong? The ball will be thrown away by you? Let me tell you, in our village, if you want to have a ball in your name, you have to get the consent of the ancestors of the ancestral hall. Are you not happy?"

"Third brother, why don't we agree, call me to rectify my name when I go out."

Seeing the two of them bickering like they were talking about cross talk, Lao Zheng couldn't help laughing, and almost forgot the unpleasantness of being harassed by Wu Bei.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, her phone vibrated restlessly again, and Lao Zheng, who was only interested in registering the phone numbers of the pair in front of her, picked it up casually: "Hello, who is it?"

"It's still my sister, hehe."

Wu Bei's voice came from the phone instantly.

"You are endless! Don't think that I don't know your identity. You opened the Huxiao Shopping Center. Your name is Wu Bei, right! If you keep harassing me, don't blame me for retaliation. Believe it or not, I hired hundreds of people. Calling you and your company's top executives 24 hours a day!"

Old Zheng was so stimulated that he ran away for a while, and yelled out loud.

The two who were arguing on the opposite side were taken aback. They were amazed at how the gentle and generous beauty turned into a tigress in an instant, and at the same time, they were curious that the other party knew Wu Bei.

"Rogue! Rogue!"

Seeing the two people staring at him with wide eyes, Lao Zheng realized that he had lost his composure, cursed angrily, and immediately changed his face into a smile, explaining without embarrassment: "Telecom scam calls are simply too annoying. Already!"

"You also know..."

Sanqiu with fluffy hair asked subconsciously.

"Indeed, those bastards who don't have parents for phone scams are really annoying. Those beautiful women, you should quickly calculate the cost. If necessary, we can pay a deposit first."

Wu Song stepped on his shoe and forced a smile.

"Boss, wait a moment, let me make a rough calculation!"

Lao Zheng grabbed the computer and started typing.

"No hurry, take your time, let's smoke a cigarette at the door."

Wu Song bared his teeth and ran out with his arms around his companion.

"No, you didn't hear that she also knows Wu Bei? Maybe we can get a [-]% discount if we mention it, and the money saved, it's not good for us to squander it at the pedicure shop."

Sanqiu muttered unhappily.

"Brother, do you think the tone of her speech just now seems to have a good relationship with Wu Bei? Don't be self-defeating. Things that cost ten yuan will be very popular at twenty."

Wu Song explained speechlessly.

"Hey, you said that the relationship is average, why Wu Bei keeps calling her? Judging from her tone, it's definitely not once or twice."

"What can a man do with a woman? Isn't it just for that matter, that little girl looks so juicy, nine out of ten it's a romantic debt owed by Wu Bei."

Killing Wu Bei would never have imagined that the world is so small, and the relationship between him and Lao Zheng was "fixed" by two thoughtless words.

"Indeed, it's quite attractive. Those long legs are as long as my lifeline. It's comparable to the number 69 last night."

Sanqiu pursed his lips, his small eyes shone with wisdom, suddenly he thought of some important event, hooked Wu Song's neck and smirked: "Do you want to eat Western food? I heard that the one we always go to There are two people from the celebrity club, Hey Yo Smecta, both of whom are top-notch in figure and appearance."

"There's no money left, we both have to crowdfund for cupping now."

Wu Song shrugged his shoulders.

"Didn't the second brother give us a lot of money for printing leaflets? It's enough for us. When the time comes, let's call Wu Bei over and help him reunite with the little sister-in-law in the house. He can't thank us? Then print it for free." It’s not easy to point a small advertisement.”

Sanqiu pouted with a smile all over his face: "Listen to me, you will contact Wu Bei later, don't say anything, just act a little anxious, let him come here, I'll buy two bouquets of roses, we'll The two of you will help promise a few more words, and keep everything safe."

"High, third brother!"

Wu Song gave a thumbs up full of admiration.

"Fuck, it's too easy to coax old women. You don't know about my affair in the village. In our place, whoever sees me shouting unceremoniously, please be good."

The three balls wrapped a mouthful of cigarette holder meaningfully...