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Chapter 1693 I gave you a chance, but you failed! 【600 monthly tickets for additional updates! 】

On the streets extending in all directions,

Lu Yan relied on his speed to quickly throw away the pursuers behind him.

I came to a fast food restaurant and sat down,

He decided that he wanted to "be a good man" and could no longer fight and kill. He could no longer be the Marquis of Wen.

After all, what he is doing is "investment", fighting business wars, dealing with funds, and making stock market, not trying to lift people up!

If he continues like this, he may fail the mission!

Thinking of how hard it was to return to modern times, Lu Yan decided to enjoy life.

Slapping the table, Lu Yan stood up and roared: "Boss, bring me a bowl of barbecued pork!"

"Ding, you want barbecued pork, keep talking, why are you slapping my table? I thought you were going to barbecue me!"

When he came to Lu Yan, the curly-haired boss couldn't help but scolded him,

After listening to his words, Lu Yan sat down honestly.

Not long after, the barbecued pork rice was delivered, and the boss looked at Lu Yan and said, "Boy, you just swam here, right?"

"How do you know?"

Looking at the boss curiously, Lu Yan couldn't help but be surprised.

He speaks Cantonese very well, but why was he seen through?

Looking at Lu Yan, the curly boss smiled and said, "You are so young, how can you tell that you ran away? If you didn't swim here, then even a fool would know that you have to lean against the wall to eat!"

Pointing to the side, the curly-haired boss explained,

Looking at the other party in shock, Lu Yan couldn't help but froze on the spot.

Because he has been running around for so many years, he has never tried to be stabbed in the waist from behind.

That must hurt, right?

"I recently sent someone to the store to deliver food. Food and accommodation are included. How about giving you 600 a month?"

Looking at Lu Yan with a smile on his face, the curly-haired boss stepped forward and pressed his shoulders and said, "You are worthy of swimming here. With your muscles and body, you will definitely..."

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? I don't sell my art, not my body!"

After slapping Boss Curly's hand away, Lu Yan looked at him with disgust.

What kind of person does he have to be to deliver takeout in this small restaurant? Does he really think that if someone like him doesn't use tricks, he won't be able to accumulate the first pot of gold? With his backhand, he went to HSBC to demonstrate pressing the AK with one hand, changing the bullet with one hand, and pulling the bolt with his backhand.

Two hours later, Lu Yan, who had changed into takeout clothes, was holding a note.

I looked at the address carefully, for fear of making a mistake.

At this moment, the curly boss stepped forward and said: "Hey, check the address clearly, don't send it to the wrong one! Otherwise, it will be deducted from your salary!"

"I know, I've read the book!"

After stuffing the note into his pocket, Lu Yan walked out with the lunch box.

Well, two hours ago, he really wanted to perform a one-handed AK press.

However, since he didn’t have an AK and had the desire to be a good person, Lu Yan planned to try delivering food first.

It's definitely not because his "transmission" was not completed, but because he is a man who "keeps his promises"!

Walk to a place not far away and catch a bus.

Lu Yan looked at everything outside the window and felt a little lost.

Now the others are still there, but the former friends have disappeared.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan got out of the car silently and came to an apartment.

Just when he walked up according to the sect, he suddenly found that something was wrong with the room in front of him.

Sniffing his nose, Lu Yan took half a step back at the next moment and jumped up.

"Oh!"

Under the huge noise, I saw the door being kicked, but it was not opened.

After retreating again, Lu Yan started to kick the door violently.

Not long after, the door was kicked open,

In front of me is a thick fog,

Covering his mouth and nose, Lu Yan rushed in quickly and saw a woman lying on the bed, lighting a charcoal fire.

After smashing the window next to him with his backhand, Lu Yan moved the woman out of the bed.

At this moment, the neighbors also heard the noise. When they came over, they happened to see Lu Yan coming out.

"Wow, what's going on? Is there a fire? There's so much smoke!"

"Why start a fire? Burn charcoal!"

While everyone was talking about it, Lu Yan put the woman on the ground, then turned around and said, "Look at the wool, you didn't even call an ambulance!"

Suddenly hearing Lu Yan's words, the neighbors reacted and quickly went back to make phone calls.

Not long after, when the woman was rescued, Lu Yan picked up the takeout box and left.

After watching Lu Yan save the person, the woman next to him stepped forward and chuckled: "Pretty boy, you have a good heart!"

"I just want to make ends meet. I hope she won't make me lose money!" Rubbing his head in embarrassment, Lu Yan asked, "Do you know where Miss Weng from 315 is?"

"Miss Weng? Isn't that the person you just saved?"

Pointing to the ambulance downstairs, the other party raised his eyebrows and said,

But after hearing this, Lu Yan covered his forehead and said: "Push to the street! Can't she just collect the meal and start making charcoal?"

Lu Yan reluctantly left with the lunch box. Just as he was about to leave, the other party caught up with him and said, "Will you do an interview? I'm a reporter!"

"In principle, I don't accept interviews, but if you pay more, I can agree!"

Seeing the woman running over with a pen and paper in her hand, Lu Yan laughed.

"Wow, it's just a few words, that's not it!"

When Lu Yan asked for money, the woman couldn't help but complain.

"Beauty, you can tell by looking at me like this that I am difficult to deal with. Now if I ask you to use money to deal with me, you will definitely make money in the future!"

Looking at each other with a smile on his face, Lu Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Because the other party is very beautiful, otherwise Lu Yan would not waste so much time.

But after hearing what Lu Yan said, she turned around and said, "Then I won't make this money anymore! Goodbye!"

Spreading his hands indifferently, Lu Yan left briskly.

But when he returned to the fast food restaurant, he saw the curly-haired boss leading a group of people watching TV.

Stepping forward, Lu Yan looked at the news headlines and said with confusion on his face: "Actress surnamed Weng was suspected of being emotionally unhappy and committed suicide by burning charcoal."

"What a coincidence, I just saved a charcoal burner!"

After saying that, Lu Yan sat down,

But at this time, Curly Boss ran forward and said: "Where is the address? Take it out quickly!"

"Is this the address? What's wrong?"

Taking out the note, when Lu Yan was getting curious, Boss Curly Hair was shocked and said, "No, it's really her!"

"who is it?"

Looking at the curly boss in surprise, Lu Yan couldn't help but laugh.

But the next moment, Lu Yan froze and said, "Huh? That pretty Huang Rong?"

"Big star, you didn't save someone just now, did you?"

Looking at Lu Yan, Curly Boss couldn't help but question,

"No, it's the aunt next door!"

Looking at the curly boss awkwardly, Lu Yan sighed helplessly.

If I had known she was a big star, I would have slapped her twice and asked her to wake up and sign autographs for herself to sell.

Who would have thought that I would miss this opportunity and suffer a huge loss!

Curly Boss: Are you mentally ill? At this time, I think about selling autographs

Lu Yan: I don’t sell autographs, should I sell her?

Thinking about the profession I had engaged in back then, I guess I could only earn more by selling "black slaves".

After all, it’s a business without capital, so it won’t be a loss no matter what.

If it weren't for Lincoln's damn thing, he would probably still be doing this job now!

What a simple thing, take the whole ship, find some people, dock with a knife, then arrest them and sell them

Black slave: Don’t you think we are human beings?

On a brightly lit night, Hong Kong Island shines brightly.

Sitting in front of the store, Lu Yan crossed his legs and said with determination in his eyes: "I will definitely stand at the top of this city in the future!"

"Lu Dingfeng, delivery is here!"

Walking up to Lu Yan, Curly Boss took out the address and lunch box.

Looking at him, Lu Yan stood up and said, "Humph!"

(End of this chapter)