Baan comes later than Peng Cheng every day, except for the first day of Peng Cheng's work.

After Brother Song sent Peng Cheng over, he never appeared again. Occasionally, a middle-aged man in his forties would come to see him. He was the elder brother in charge of the business in this place. Every day, the elder brother who handed over the work to Peng Cheng, and the elder brother who kept the business came to collect the bill after work. Peng Cheng had never seen anyone who was in the opposite class with him.

This elder brother in charge is the real hooligan. His bare head is much brighter than Meng Fei. I think he hasn't grown too much for many years. The skin on the top of his head is getting softer and shiny. He is almost 1.9 meters tall, with a big waist and a round waist, and his thighs are particularly thick. Peng Cheng only saw the two thighs. His small body is probably enough. He is always wearing a black suit and occasionally wearing glasses. He is a standard for a bad guy. He doesn't know when he will come or leave. In short, Peng Cheng feels that this elder brother always pokes in front of him like an iron tower, so he gave him a unique nickname, Bar Liang'er.

That day, the elder brother of Barry Liang'er brought Peng Cheng to know Ba'an. He remembered that when Barry Liang'er went to the door to shout Ba'an to come in, the boy was walking on the open space outside. Through the large glass door, Peng Cheng watched Ba'an walk over here, shaking his left arm every step, back and forth, and his right hand was tightly in his pocket, as if there was a gun inside. Ba'an's right shoulder shook upwards, and his left shoulder drooped like a cerebral thrombosis, step by step, step by step, step by step, and turn his toes out, with both knees also outwards. Each step was like a ball in his crotch, and his heels were never over.

"Brother, this is the security guard, Xiaoba, this is Xiao Peng." The eldest brother raised his hand to Baan, who was smiling all over his face and said, and he didn't even look at him, he was disgusted.

Baan was tall enough, but in front of the elder brother who blocked Liang'er, he became much smaller in an instant, regardless of length or width. The little babe's name was a little suddenly. Peng Cheng didn't hold it, his lips curled up, and he snorted and laughed out loud. Baan just heard it. He turned his head and glared at Peng Cheng very disgustedly. With this glance, Peng Cheng judged that Baan must be a coward who was soft and afraid of hard.

"Okay, Brother Hei, I understand." Ba'an said in a very authentic Northeast dialect. Peng Cheng is also a native Northeastern guy. He recalled Ba'an's words, "I understand." He felt that he could not say that Ba'an was as pure as Ba'an.

Although he had those little thoughts, Baan was a very good person. All his mind was shaking off on the road. The most commendable thing about a fool was that he never thought so. In Baan's heart, Baan was the smartest man in the world. This was not something he said. It was well-founded because he had never suffered a loss on money. For example, if you look for a partner, Baan found a girl who paid for him. I heard that she was quite beautiful. Whenever he talked about the silly girl who paid for him, Baan was encouraged by the feeling of taking advantage of him, so he would stutter a few words when he spoke.

Peng Cheng never talked much about Ba'an's self-evaluation, but he was not as good as a joke. But what he never expected was that he soon learned that Hei Ge asked Ba'an to help him look at him and see if he knew nothing? Peng Cheng guessed that this was almost the case.

Speaking of this, Peng Cheng really wants to thank Baan. That time, Baan said he missed but didn't show up. How could he live with him? Peng Cheng calmly looked at Baan's face that was flying with no mistakes, thinking to himself, it's obvious that he really can't be with the chess basket. It's not that he was willing to buy you, but that's mainly because his brother didn't pay attention!

At the moment, Peng Cheng suddenly realized that he had never really gained the trust of his boss, so there were only a few people coming to this place every day.

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Peng Chengxin said he was strange. There was no anchor machine in the venue he was watching. The two fishing machines in the middle were not high. If you come here for a 1,000 yuan, don’t aim. You can hit the waist so hard that you can hurt your back. How dare you win if you don’t go in and out? There are always a few customers who come in and out all day, most of whom are familiar faces. A reporter from a newspaper is the most prominent person he has ever seen here. Peng Cheng felt that he was afraid he would not be able to catch up with him.

He had calculated the expenses of this dark scene. He only worked here every day, and even if there were two people in the right class, the Hei Brother who must be handed over, and the Brother Song who almost didn't come very much, totaling six people. This is enough to calculate the income of 1,800 yuan a day. Then, the room was equipped with surveillance, and there was a fool who looked at him. What was the method of watching him?

Peng Cheng suddenly became cheerful when he thought about this. As he thought, if it was really that simple, then what's the point? If he guessed correctly, there must be a bigger place here, which may be really big, so that he didn't dare to let people know about it casually. What he needs to do now is to make a cucumber egg seed. Naturally, someone told him where is the real place?

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"Wife, buy me a bicycle!"

"ah?"

In the vegetable market next to the square in front of the station, Beibei was lowering her head to pick mushrooms. Peng Cheng followed her and suddenly asked this question for no reason. The remaining money in her hand can only support a maximum of 30 yuan per day, and it is impossible to have an extra dollar.

Beibei understood that Peng Cheng wanted a bicycle. For some time, he had been in pain when he took a bicycle to work. Peng Cheng was motion sickness and the shaking of the bus made him feel very uncomfortable. He complained several times, but she had no other way, and if she didn't take it, she would pass. She never thought that Peng Cheng would think of some solutions by herself, but the bicycle, although not a car, was not something that could be bought for three or five yuan.

"But the money I have in my hands is gone after I sell the bike."

"Wife, I'm sick with motion sickness. This is a very uncomfortable thing. I walked over the other few days, so it's always too late." Peng Cheng seemed to jump a little. He tugged his arms anxiously, very serious and aggrieved.

"But, there is no money!" She directly pushed the problem out, and Beibei understood that this would not influence him. She looked at Peng Cheng and felt bored, so she said in embarrassment again: "Why don't you pay for your salary!"

"Wife, why don't you borrow some from Jingmei! You can give her the salary to her."
Chapter completed!