Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 478 Sven Scum
"I, I'm the only one living in my house. There are no other people. I still have more than 2 yuan in cash. Boss, I beg you. I'll give you all the money. Please let me go!"

The cold sweat on Fat Zhulin's forehead was like a waterfall, his body trembling, and he answered honestly, when this guy faced Hua Feisan yesterday.

Like an evil ghost, he is extremely cruel, and now when facing Du Weiguo, he is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he is too cowardly.

There are various signs that this guy is a smart person, and the characteristic of a smart person is that he can bend and stretch, talk to people when he sees people, and talk nonsense when he sees people.

Damn, this guy must not be kept, otherwise he must be in trouble, Du Weiguo thought to himself!

"Stop talking nonsense, take me home now!"

Du Weiguo's tone was cold. He fastened Fat Zhulin's .[-] pistol to his lower back, and then Xiao Tang Dao lightly pressed against Hua Feisan's neck.

Du Weiguo's hand holding the saber was terribly steady, just like his expression, without even the slightest fluctuation.

Pu your mother!I have met a real god of killing today!

Fat Zhulin is also well-informed, he just took a peek at Du Weiguo's eyes from the corner of his eye, and he began to howl crazily in his heart!

Fat Pig Lin's house is on the second floor of the apartment building. The overall space is not too big, less than 2 square meters in total, and it has a layout of 60 bedrooms and 2 living rooms.

In other words, in this location, a house of this size will be considered a 600-square-foot mansion in Xiangjiang in less than thirty years, and it will be worth at least tens of millions.

Fat Zhulin's house was as messy as a pig's nest, and the smell was turbid. It could be seen that there were some things used by women.

But it didn't look like someone at home lived with him. After entering the door, Du Weiguo quickly checked the situation.

After confirming safety, he took out a filter cigarette from the space, lit it with a lighter, and glanced at Fat Pig Lin.

This guy doesn't know whether he is in pain or afraid now, his face is covered with sweat, and his whole body looks like he was just fished out of the water.

Coupled with his fat body, it looks like a fucking floating body (water invaded corpse).

Du Weiguo's line of sight was like a precision radar, scanning around the room. When it slowly extended to the phone on the table, the corner of his mouth twitched, he sneered, and let out a long puff of smoke:
"Heh, go ahead and find out all the money you hid at home, fat man, I advise you not to make unnecessary little moves, I don't want to get blood dripping! Too bad luck!"

"Okay, okay, I don't know, I don't know, I will never mess around!"

Upon hearing this, Fat Pig Lin hurriedly promised, and then he stood up, dragged his injured leg, and moved to the kitchen, bedroom, and even the balcony with difficulty.

From some corners, they took out stacks of banknotes one after another, and soon, more than 2 Hong Kong dollars in various denominations were placed in front of Du Weiguo.

Fat Pig Lin was extremely obedient throughout the whole process, indeed he didn't even make the slightest little move, and the same sentence, Li Gui is also afraid of being tortured by evil people!

Good guy, Du Weiguo couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue when he saw a pile of colorful banknotes. The fat pig in front of him was nothing more than a marine policeman's sand show. How could he be so rich?

But after thinking about it, I feel relieved, in this era, the most arrogant and respectable ordinary people in Xiangjiang are probably these sirs!
When Du Weiguo was preparing in Yangcheng, Hua Feisan had already made up for Xiangjiang's current prices and income.

An ordinary house here, such as the one that Fat Zhulin lives in now, probably costs no more than 2 yuan.

The monthly salary of ordinary company employees can reach about 200 yuan, while those engaged in manual labor generally earn about 100 yuan, which is about 3 yuan a day.

So more than 2 Hong Kong dollars is definitely a lot of money. You must know that Du Weiguo's entire activities in Hong Kong Island this time are only 5000 yuan.

And the money on the table must not be the entire net worth of Fat Zhulin, but Du Weiguo has no interest in digging any further.

He didn't come to Xiangjiang this time to make money, but he has extremely important business to do, and his immediate priority is to get Hua Feisan out as soon as possible.

Otherwise, his eyes are smeared and he doesn't understand the language. In this strange city, he must have difficulty moving an inch!
Du Weiguo extinguished his cigarette, picked up a stack of banknotes from the tea table, fiddled with the thick banknotes lightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

He stepped up to the side of Fat Pig Lin who was trembling. At this moment, this guy had a flattering smile on his face.

But Du Weiguo caught the strong resentment and sternness in his eyes when he turned around just now.

With a smile on his face, Du Weiguo took the stack of banknotes and patted his fat face lightly, the fat on his face undulated like waves.

Fat Pig Lin laughed along, hey, the guy who was so violent and violent last night seemed to have turned into a harmless fat man!

Throwing the banknotes back to the tea table, as if by magic, Xiao Tang Dao suddenly appeared in his hand again, and Du Weiguo's tone at the moment was full of jokes:
"Hey, Fatty, you're really good at making money! Really good!"

Seeing this posture, Fat Pig Lin was immediately trembling with fright, and panicked. He seemed to have been electrocuted suddenly, and his voice was already crying:
"Boss, take all the money away, I swear I will never call the police, you are just asking for money, please, please spare my life!"

The corner of Du Weiguo's mouth grinned, his eyes glanced at him lightly, and then he patted Fat Zhulin's fat face again with the cold blade of Xiao Tang Dao.

"Hehe, it's easy to say, fat guy, I have one more small matter to trouble you~"

Two hours later, around 2:10 in the morning, at the entrance of a restaurant called Zhan Kee in Mong Kok, the most prestigious district on Hong Kong Island.

A handsome guy in a suit and leather shoes, tall and tall, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a leather briefcase in his hand, walked out of the taxi at a leisurely pace, and then opened the door and walked in.

"Boss, good morning, what would you like to eat?"

The clever little guy ran over in a hurry, and greeted him very attentively, this is the way this world is, first respect clothes and then respect people!

This handsome guy looks like a movie star, wearing a dark blue high-end suit, he looks like a fat sheep from Wanchai.

“Can you speak English?”

This handsome guy in a suit opened his mouth with a London accent. The clever guy was instantly confused, and the very winky boss hurried over from the bar.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

He stuttered and asked a question in pitch-shifted English, and Du Weiguo almost laughed instantly, but he is also an old actor.

He patted the boss on the shoulder lightly, and said with a smile:

"Well, I'm going to have a meal."

After finishing speaking, Du Weiguo directly took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to the boss, and said with a smile:
"Meat! Delicious! Can you understand?"

The boss held the hundred-yuan bill tightly in his hand, smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, and nodded quickly:
"Yes! Yes! Meat! Delicious!"

With a smile on his face, Du Weiguo nodded in satisfaction, then sat down at a seat where he could see the door.

At this moment, the boy looked at the boss with a look of admiration:

"Boss, you are so sharp! You can even speak bird language. Boss, what did you say to this fake foreign devil? He just gave you 100 yuan!"

Satisfied, the boss stuffed the banknotes into his pocket, and then looked extremely arrogant with his nostrils upturned:

"Bozai, this is called English, understand? If you want to hang out on Hong Kong Island in the future, this is a necessary survival skill! If you could speak English just now, wouldn't you be able to make money!"

The young man nodded repeatedly: "Boss, what did this fake foreign devil order? He just gave 100 yuan!"

The boss smiled slyly: "I want to eat meat, delicious meat!"

Hearing this, the boy's mouth opened instantly, and he could almost put his hand in it:
"100 yuan of meat, it's a waste of time! A delicious roast goose only costs 1 yuan. Is this guy the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie?"

Upon hearing this, the boss immediately sneered with disdain:
"Oh! Bozai, what a fool you are! You only need to eat well, and the extra is the tip!

Alright, stop talking nonsense, hurry up to the back kitchen, and serve food to others!Serve up all the delicious things from our family! "

The little guy was dumbfounded and ran to the back kitchen. When passing by Du Weiguo, he bowed very politely, hey!

It seems that Du Weiguo's whimsical character design is very successful, gentle scum, fake foreign devils!Far more successful than Hua Feisan's pony, and more convenient for him to move about!

The morning tea in Hong Kong Island Tea Restaurant is basically ready-made, and soon, the table in front of Du Weiguo was full!
Shrimp dumplings, dry steamed siu mai, barbecued pork buns, meat buns, vegetable buns, glutinous rice chicken, chicken feet, beef balls, beef louver, mushroom chicken!
Almost all the morning tea in the store was offered to Du Weiguo, but Du Weiguo's grandson, he is not without criticism!

He would never eat sweets like Mara Cake, Black Rice Cake, Honeycomb Cake, Custard Bun, Red Date Cake!Let the little guy take it all back!
It's not that there are hard dishes, such as the extremely classic barbecued pork and roast goose, but these are not eaten for morning tea, but Du Weiguo's money ability is naturally not a problem.

Must be arranged!

Soon, a whole roast goose and a large plate of char siu were placed on his dining table!The color is bright red, and the dining table is full, it looks overflowing!
This boss seems to be conscientious, but he is actually a big profiteer. These things seem to be bluffing, but in fact, if you put them together, you can spend less than 20 yuan!

But Du Weiguo didn't care about it either, he just made a windfall, just a hundred yuan, it's a waste!
Du Weiguo was also polite. He looked elegant, but he ate quickly. The char siu and roast goose were delicious. The shrimp dumplings in this tea restaurant were delicious. He ordered 5 servings!
While he was feasting, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, with a bruised nose and swollen face, Hua Feisan, who was limping, staggered in!

(End of this chapter)