Chapter 112 I like injections when I grow up【6k】

Author: Index Han

Chapter 112 I like injections when I grow up【6k】

Shufangzhai.

A place full of joy.

The business scope does not seem to be within the law, but it is indeed a club within the permission of the law.

When you mention a club, you can't think of informality. This is wrong.

Most clubs don't dare to be informal at all, but the games are interesting, the dances are beautiful, and the owners are painstaking operators who strive to provide customers with better and more comprehensive services.

Fat Brother has always felt that his aesthetics are exactly the same as those of ancient emperors. No matter how bad they are, they are still the same as those of chaebols and coal bosses.

The boss of Shufangzhai understands his aesthetics.

"I want to go too." Brother Ming listened for a long time and couldn't wait to express his thoughts: "I can get a copy."

"I'll do it too." The third brother raised his hand.

Lao Wang looked at them, and they looked at Lao Wang. After a few seconds, Lao Wang took his mobile phone and made a call: "Honey, you have to work overtime tonight! That's right! Come back later, you can eat by yourself."

Everyone:"."

Brother Wang is very conscientious and will find a way when he wants to go. This is not cowardice, it can only be said that he is conscientious.

After hanging up the phone, Brother Wang looked at them: "I'm not doing it for dancing, I'm afraid that you guys will make mistakes when you are young, ahem. A."

This is the bad thing about middle-aged people. They have to find excuses for everything and have to put a veil on themselves before doing things.

Everyone is so familiar with each other, don’t you know who Brother Wang is?

As long as he is allowed to play, he will not participate in any play. He is still very responsible for the family and never crosses the bottom line or opens the door to misconduct.

"Add me, I'll go too." Mr. Yuan poked his braised egg head out of the office: "Get off work early today and play for two more hours."

Go to work, what kind of work? Going to have fun is more important than going to work.

Eventually, the entire company had to go, including Sister Ge, who said she couldn't be unsocial.

After calling Tang Shi, Song Cicai set out with them.

Shufangzhai.

Daming Palace Private Room.

Seven or eight young ladies in underskirts were waving ribbons in their hands. Their long legs kicked up the hem of the skirt into a huge arc. They frowned and smiled, and every movement and expression looked so charming but seductive.

People pay attention.

Look, what is professionalism?

It’s good-looking, not tacky, and much better-looking than the Spider-Man next door.

Song Ci and others were sitting on chairs, watching the dance. There were untouched dishes in front of them, and there was a young lady beside them to help pour the wine.

When the ribbon passed across Fat Brother's face, Fat Brother looked like a pig. Although he had tried very hard to control it, he actually didn't control it at all.

Just like the fatuous emperor in the TV series, the ribbon across his face slipped away from his raised finger, leaving the young lady with a charming smile.

I don't know why, but I always feel a little happy.

In a world surrounded by warblers and warblers, unhappiness is a strange thing. Unhappiness probably means there are not enough warblers and warblers.

This kind of heart-grabbing dance, coupled with the fact that there is a sweet-talking and sweet-looking young lady next to me, makes me feel like I am enjoying myself and never want to leave.

After taking classes for so many years, can’t you enjoy the enjoyment?

"Fat brother, stop talking." Song Ci reminded him.

Brother Ming next to him was just dumbfounded and didn't even drool. Brother Fat's behavior seriously lowered the overall quality of the company.

The one who was most at ease was Mr. Yuan. He was chatting and laughing with the young lady next to him, and he had already begun to pretend.

After watching the dance and other entertainment activities, time passed by so quickly, and Song Ci ran away first.

He just wants to eat, drink and have fun.

"He ran away again?" Mr. Yuan watched Song Ci leave the private room, looked at the time on his hand, and estimated that Song Ci ran away.

Fat Brother didn't take it seriously: "He cheated us without any mercy, and he was completely obedient to Tang poetry."

This statement is reasonable. Yuan Shao feels that Fat Brother has discovered the true nature. Song Ci is indeed interested in his girlfriend.

But having said that, it's useless to pay attention to them. The person can tolerate it, but the colleague can't.

"There is a foreigner named Ino Miyuki." The third brother said with a smile next to him, "He can explain your situation."

Fat Brother:?

Wocao, it’s so profound, let me think about it.

"Indeed, I was afraid of injections when I was a child, but when I grew up, I fell in love with injections. Injections and infusions are quick, effective and have immediate results." Brother Wang also came over.

Several people were laughing.

Sister Ge was the only one who didn't fit in. She always felt that she didn't fit in with them because she was a woman, but because she wasn't good enough to drive.

It's really impossible to do it. Over the past few years, my face has become like a road, all crushed by cars.

"When will you leave?" Sister Ge asked them.

She also wanted to go back. She ate and played. It was getting late. As a girl, she didn't like to spend the night outside.

"Go back? It's still early. How about adding a medicinal bath and massage?" Mr. Yuan looked around.

"The boss will live forever and enjoy eternal blessings." The third brother and the fat brother answered in unison.

Seeing that Sister Ge wanted to go back, the young lady next to her said: "Our medicinal bath can beautify and nourish the skin. Young lady, you can try it."

Can you beautify your skin? You really know your weaknesses. Do you think I’m not that kind of person?

"Try it." Sister Ge admitted that her weakness was caught.

Song Ci was still in the car.

He took a hitchhike, and there was already a female passenger in the car. She was chatting with the driver. She seemed to be an acquaintance whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and her tone was full of regret and joy of meeting again.

You said "old schoolmate" to me, "old friend" to me, which is very warm.

"Old classmate, I heard that you are not married yet, so let's live together!" The female passenger spoke very directly. Song Ci was shocked, and the driver looked shocked too.

The driver obviously couldn't resist such a rude confession. Song Ci suppressed a laugh and didn't know if she was joking.

"Don't you have a concave-door old man mark?" the driver asked.

"I didn't make it through the winter, so I left a sum of money for me. I have to start a new life. I'm in my early thirties. Do you agree? I'll take care of you as a taxi driver." The eldest sister spoke in a dialect and was full of confidence.

"Is it true?" the driver asked her with a smile.

"Excuse me, I've liked playing with you since elementary school. It's not like you don't know." The eldest sister answered sternly.

Song Ci: Hahahaha!

He didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing while riding in a car, and he didn't know what the concave door boss was thinking about, special contracting?

"This matter is a bit sudden. I sent someone there. Let's find a quiet place to talk!" the driver said.

Song Ci, who was sitting in the back, felt that his words were very meaningful and had many meanings.

"I'm afraid it won't work without three hundred!" the eldest sister replied.

"Old classmates are exempt from the bill!"

"It's a discount!" the eldest sister replied.

Song Ci: "."

Wo Cao never expected that she was joking. Song Ci felt that he was too naive.

Watching the eldest sister get off the bus at Sichen Street, Song Ci felt that young people in his generation were so easy to deceive, trusting strangers so easily.

"These old ladies just like to talk and play around, little brother, don't take it seriously." The driver turned around and said to Song Ci.

Song Ci smiled awkwardly.

He didn't know what to say. He usually took a taxi and had never encountered this kind of thing. It felt new and stupid.

It’s been so long since I graduated from college and I’m still so stupid.

When they arrived at the location, Song Ci gave the money and watched the driver leave and drive towards Sichen Street. Song Ci felt that he might really want to catch up with his old classmates.

Revisiting the old roads and reminiscing about the past, men are like this. They like to take care of the business of acquaintances. Life is not easy!

Return to the yard.

Song Ci closed the iron door gently, and saw that the lights in his house were not turned on. He thought Ding Shuo had gone out, but Tang Shi's house was still brightly lit.

Song Ci quietly entered the room, thinking of giving her a surprise, but he didn't see Tang Shi in the kitchen.

Where did you go?
To be continued...