My staff is inhuman

Chapter 92
After recording all the turnover last night, looking at the figure of 12 turnover, Zhang Yi instantly felt that his waist had hardened.

Ordered a takeaway.

After sitting in the shop and eating and drinking enough, Zhang Yi sat in the shop and waited.

Who are you waiting for?

Uncle Zeng of course.

What I learned from Wangcai's mouth was just the tip of the iceberg of this old blind man.

I don't expect to be able to find out all about Uncle Zeng at once.

But at least you have to look at him every day, otherwise you will go to sleep when you go upstairs, and when you wake up, he will leave work long ago.

How about taking a look?

Without him, take peace of mind!

After all, this is the same as having a tumor on your body.

If there is no way to remove it, I can only come to the hospital for an examination every now and then to determine whether the large tumor has gained weight recently or lost weight due to hunger.

After waiting, it was almost noon when Uncle Zeng walked in slowly.

"jingle!"

Zhang Yi raised his eyelids and glanced at Uncle Zeng.

"Uncle, come earlier next time, I'm almost waiting for you to fall asleep."

He rested his chin on his hand and dozed off again and again.

"Huh? Wait for me? Is there something wrong?"

Uncle Zeng saw Zhang Yi lying on the counter with eyes closed, stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Yi's wrist, and put two fingers on his pulse.

"You still didn't drink the medicinal wine I gave you on time. If you stay up all night like this, be careful of kidney deficiency."

"It doesn't taste good, I don't like to drink it, why don't you bring me another bottle."

"It's the same taste as another bottle."

Uncle Zeng shook his head, picked up his thermos cup and was about to start making tea.

"Uncle Zeng, you can't procrastinate about Aunt Wang's affairs, or the next time Dapeng will come to your door sooner or later, can you always handle his casserole-sized fist?"

Hearing Zhang Yi mention this matter, Uncle Zeng's face suddenly became embarrassed.

Looking back, I found that Dai Moli and the others were all looking in their direction, their eyes full of gossip.

"Just wait, wait, wait."

“叔，爱情这东西，是双向奔赴的，您这样一直拖着是什么意思，也难怪人家儿子总是吵着要来揍你。”

Dai Moli couldn't stand it any longer, and began to complain.

"Go, go, you girl, what do you know?"

Uncle Zeng waved his hand and said with disdain.

"Humph!"

Dai Moli turned her head and ignored him.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi didn't waste his time talking anymore, thinking about finding an opportunity to invite Dapeng over to try it out.

I just took the opportunity to test this old guy, even if I couldn't test anything and beat him up, I was in a good mood.

"jingle!"

"Welcome, please sit here, Auntie."

Yang Yang stepped forward with a smile on his face, and was surprised when he saw the lady entering the door.

The lady who came in front of the door looked like a lady who pays attention to maintenance.

At the age of more than 40, he is also very delicately dressed.

From dressing to clothing, even hair is carefully taken care of.

Coupled with the temperament on his body, he doesn't look like someone who would come here to consume.

Yang Yang's positioning of his massage shop is still very precise.

Yang Yang didn't dare to neglect, and immediately asked the other party to rest inside.

The woman just nodded politely to him, glanced at him, and smiled on her face.

"Old Zeng!"

As he said that, he jumped straight over Yang Yang and ran towards Uncle Zeng who was still drinking tea.

A sugary "Old Zeng" yelled, which made people's bones crumble.

Good guy, the eyes of everyone in the store have become weird.

"Pfft...cough...cough..."

Uncle Zeng took a sip of tea and spit it out, his face turned red from choking and his neck thickened.

"Old Zeng!"

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly took out a white silk scarf from her pocket, and thoughtfully wiped the teacup from the corner of Uncle Zeng's mouth.

"How did you come?"

"Cough...you..."

Uncle Zeng quickly hid: "Why are you...cough...how are you...cough..."

"How did I find this place, eh?"

"I asked the big brothers dancing in the park, and they were very enthusiastic and told me everything."

Uncle Zeng took another sip of water before barely stopping his hiccups.

Hastily introduced to Zhang Yi and the others: "This is... This is my ex-girlfriend, ex-girlfriend."

Everyone: "Oh!"

After all, she was his ex-girlfriend, so Dai Moli and the others immediately lost interest.

I'm just curious, how did Uncle Zeng, a man with disabled eyes, find such a beautiful girlfriend.

"That... that... let's go out and talk."

Uncle Zeng hurriedly pushed the woman out.

"Hey, I just came here. I heard that your massage is unique. I want to try it too."

As the woman spoke, she did not forget to hold Uncle Zeng's hand: "I mainly think about your craftsmanship."

"Ding!!"

"welcome."

Just as I was talking, the store door opened.

Zhang Yi was not in the mood at first, and was about to go upstairs, for fear that if he was a step too late, Uncle Zeng would forcefully stuff him with dog food.

Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I saw Aunt Wang standing at the door with her eyes wide open.

Now Zhang Yi was not sleepy in an instant.

Yang Yang, who didn't know what was going on, pulled it away and hid aside.

Aunt Wang's face turned blue and red, but immediately took a deep breath, calmed down, stepped forward with a smiling face, and patted the woman's hand away unhurriedly:

"Old Zeng, who is she?"

"This is Ye Qing, it's... it's... my ex-girlfriend."

"Oh, ex-girlfriend."

Aunt Wang repeated this sentence meaningfully.

"Old Zeng, who is she!"

Seeing the fat woman who came out halfway, this woman named Ye Qing also widened her eyes.

"She...she...is my dance partner, Sister Wang!"

"Oh, it turned out to be the dance partner. If I didn't know, I thought it was my wife."

Zhang Yi and his party had already hid aside to watch the show.

"Hey, what's the situation now?"

Zhang Yi poked Yang Yang.

"It's hard to say, Sister Ye's mood threshold fluctuates up and down, but she is almost breaking through the critical point.

Aunt Wang's emotional threshold can still be stabilized. "

"Then I'll bet on Aunt Wang."

Dai Moli silently gave a thumbs up: "+1"

Yangmei: "+1"

"Sister, what is +1?" Xia Tao looked at Dai Moli with a puzzled face.

"It's okay, don't talk, just watch."

Dai Moli smiled and hugged Xia Tao in her arms.

"Sister Wang, I didn't realize that you can still dance with your body, hehe... oh, it's old people's tango, where are you dancing? I'll definitely go there sometime."

"That's good, we don't have many other things there, and the old men are the most. If you like it, I will introduce you to a few more...

Hey... no!
I don't think it's necessary, I'm afraid that whichever station you go, with my sister's figure, I don't know how many people will be fascinated. Remember to take a bigger wallet when the time comes so that it won't fit. "

Dai Moli asked Zhang Yi in a low voice, "Why do you need a bigger wallet?"

"Uh……"

Zhang Yi was in a bit of a dilemma. He didn't know how to explain it, so he could only silently pick up his phone and push a piece of news about "Old Man in the Grove" to Dai Moli.

As expected of Aunt Wang, she eats a lot, sees a lot, scolds people without being dirty, strikes fiercely, kills invisible, and gives no room for breathing.

If Zhang Yi didn't push that article to Dai Moli, an ordinary person wouldn't know that he had been compared to a slut by Aunt Wang.

This trick seems to have won the true teaching of the aunts in the community.

"It can't be done, it can't be done, Sister Ye can't stand it anymore!"

Seeing that Sister Ye's mood threshold was about to fall to the bottom, Yang Yang couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat for him.

Seeing that Sister Ye was defeated and her mood threshold was about to collapse, she suddenly changed her voice, with a three-pointed sneer on her face, as if she had taken a fancy to Aunt Wang's key point.

"Forget it, I'm a thin-skinned person, and I can't do this business. I can't compare to my sister. If you play around, business turns private, business turns non-profit, and the dance partner fucks his wife's heart."

Wonderful!

Not only did Mrs. Wang's dirty water be removed, but it was also returned intact, which is quite ingenious.

As if Aunt Wang was hit violently, her mood threshold suddenly plummeted.

However, after Sister Ye finished speaking, she took a look at Uncle Zeng without giving Aunt Wang a chance to make trouble, and said, "I'm leaving, and I just came here to say that your things were left at my house last night."

Turn around and leave.

This move was no less than that of Heihu digging out his heart, hitting the vital point directly, Aunt Wang's face was deformed, and one hand pinched Uncle Zeng's back fiercely, causing Uncle Zeng to gasp in pain.

"Don't go, you speak clearly!!"

Aunt Wang, whose mood threshold had collapsed, finally couldn't take it anymore, and stomped her feet to catch up.

Uncle Zeng took a look and hurried to catch up.

"There is something to say, something to say..."

Seeing the situation, Zhang Yi hurriedly followed and chased to the door: "Aunt Wang, don't be impulsive, Uncle Zeng is quite conservative in this respect, slow down, slow down, don't trip over the bricks on the ground..."

(End of this chapter)