When Shao Yong saw it clearly, the whole person was more happy.
He laughed and then said, "thanks, little girl!"
Shao Yong turned and left. He seemed to be in a particularly good mood. He patted his stomach happily as he walked.
Looking at Shao Yong's back, several girls at the table were relieved.
One of the girls whispered, "what's the matter with this man? He looks crazy. Isn't he crazy?"
"He asked us what we do for sleep? Does he want to do something to our sleep?"
Several people guessed at you and me.
Shao Yong left the wonton shop and later went to a beef noodle restaurant next to him. Shao Yong came in with a good mood humming a song, and then stepped in. The owner of the beef noodle restaurant threw him out.
"Go out, don't come to me! I don't allow you to charge here!"
Shao Yong did not quarrel with his boss once in a while. Instead, he said happily, "this is the last credit. Tomorrow I will pay back all my previous credit!"
The boss didn't believe what Shao Yong said at all. "That's what you told me yesterday! I tell you Shao Yong, you've got several accounts on credit with me, and the total money is not much, just more than 50. If you drink less wine and smoke less than a pack of cigarettes, the money will be paid back, and I won't urge you!"
Shao Yong's face has begun to be unhappy. He pushed the boss's shoulder impatiently, "mother-in-law, I said I could pay it back tomorrow, and I'm sure I can pay it back tomorrow!"
He walked in and sat down. Shaoyong didn't care that the guests in the store looked at him with disdain.
Shao Yong patted the table. "Come on, give me a bowl of beef noodles! Another bottle of white! Hurry up! Or I'll tear up your shop!"
The boss was flushed by Shao courage. He was a gentle man. He didn't quarrel with people. He was always kind. This is also the reason why Shao Yong can succeed in his credit again and again.
His chest fluctuated angrily. Finally, he turned helplessly and made a bowl of beef noodles for Shaoyong.
When he brought it over, the boss's face was very bad. Shaoyong also saw it, but he didn't care at all.
He took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube, put them in his mouth and took them out.
The boss put down the beef noodles and scolded reluctantly when he turned around, "hooligan!"
Shao Yong picked up a chopsticks and gulp down a bite, and poured himself a glass of Baijiu.
Baijiu is hot and spicy.
Before the meal was finished, a bottle of Baijiu had been drunk by Shao Yong more than half.
Shao Yong's face was black, red and black, and his black chin was black. He was holding a bottle of Baijiu in his hand, where God was like a madman.
Several guests eating noodles in the store have been scared away by Shaoyong.
Shao Yong's eyes are full of drunkenness, like a drunken tramp.
The man's rough voice smiled, "ha ha ha... Pei Ximian peiximian... Your boy is really promising to me!"
"Ah, smelly shop owner! I said I would pay back the money tomorrow!"
"Do you know Pei Ximian? That boy is very popular now. He is a star! Do you know the star? The next advertisement is the one of millions!"
"Even if he is a cow, what should he do? Isn't he still my son?! all the money he makes is my money!"