Rebirth of the Non-Mainstream Village Chief

Chapter 162 Karaoke
After taking a taxi, the three brothers came to Zhaolong Hotel.

Peng Jiadong's heart skipped a beat.

This is the place Huang Dalong was looking for to drink?

Have played it!

It would cost 300 yuan for three people to have a meal and drink here.

Fortunately, fortunately, I have more than 300 money in my pocket.

Huang Dalong seemed to see what Peng Jiadong was thinking, and explained with a smile: "I'm staying here, you two wait a minute, I'll call back to the room and call Brother Ba down."

On the way here, Huang Dalong had already told Peng Jiadong what he had done in the past two years, so it was natural to mention the bully Yang Rui.

However, Huang Dalong's expression was quite taken for granted, completely ignoring the comprehension ability and direction of the listener.

Peng Jiadong, together with Hang Xiaobei, regarded bullies as bullies, the kind of bullies who bully men and women and do all kinds of evil.

How can such a person deserve to live in a hotel of this class like the Zhaolong Hotel?
What the hell...

But when Yang Rui went downstairs to meet these two, they were all dumbfounded.

Gentle and fair, gentle and elegant.

Where is the slightest image of a bully?

Oh no, it's still kind of related.

The person in front of him showed a little domineering with every move he made.

"Are you brother Jiadong? Dalong has mentioned you to me more than once..."

Yang Rui stretched out his hand to Peng Jiadong.

The moment he grasped it, Peng Jiadong couldn't help asking, "How did you recognize me?"

Yang Rui smiled and explained: "People who have been soldiers have a special temperament. I have known Dalong for three years, and I have learned from him for three years, but I can't learn it."

call--

I'm not proud, Brother Ba, you can praise it... Huang Dalong reciprocated, and sent a rainbow fart backhand: "Brother Ba's aura is something that I, Huang Dalong, can't get out of it no matter how hard I practice."

After shaking hands, Peng Jiadong introduced Hang Xiaobei to Yang Rui.

Yang Rui frowned slightly, and asked, "Brother is a Lianjiazi?"

Hang Xiaobei couldn't help being startled, and asked in a blur: "How did you find out?"

With your arrogance, you almost wrote the words Lianjiazi on your forehead... Yang Rui smiled slightly, and continued:

"If I'm not mistaken, brother should be a master of Baguamen, right?"

Hang Xiaobei couldn't help but widen his eyes: "You can guess this?"

This is not a guess...

In any martial arts, beginners have to go through a stage of being stuck in form but not expressing ideas.

oh oh oh.

If you talk too much, the Liu family in Gangnan Village doesn't have this problem.The martial arts of the old man has no personality at all. As for the meaning, anyone can easily grasp it, just two words, and beat people.

The major of Bagua sect is of course Baguazhang. There are two major aspects of Baguazhang.

Hang Xiaobei is obviously still in the stage of beginners.

Therefore, when he stands, he always has one foot solid and one foot weak, ready to walk around at any time.

But these are not self-explanatory.

To put it bluntly, it hurts too much.

Especially someone like Hang Xiaobei who can't even restrain his arrogance.

Yang Rui smiled lightly and made up nonsense:
"About four or five years ago, I met a senior from the Bagua Sect. From you, brother, I seem to see the shadow of that senior."

really?
Hang Xiaobei's joy was beyond words.

Yang Rui nodded firmly.

Of course it is true, that senior has a name and a surname, he really exists, and he is especially gossip.

Huang Dalong suddenly lost his EQ, and said something rather awkward: "Brother Ba, in your opinion, is the Bagua Sect stronger or our Jiuji Sect stronger?"

If it wasn't for Peng Jiadong's face, Yang Rui would have kicked him.

What is our Jiuji Gate?
Why can't you keep a low profile?
"Dalong is just joking. Some time ago in Pengcheng we had some conflicts with a boss of Bajimen. When we were talking to him, Dalong made a joke out of Jiujimen."

Hearing such an explanation, Hang Xiaobei's brows that had been tightened just now relaxed again.

Yang Rui led the three to the restaurant.

The Chinese restaurant of Zhaolong Hotel specializes in Hong Kong-style Cantonese cuisine. To be honest, compared with Shunde cuisine, Hakka cuisine and Chaoshan cuisine, the three main Cantonese cuisines, Hong Kong-style Cantonese cuisine is really not interesting.

But in terms of price, it is not bad at all.

Dishes priced in single digits are rarely seen, and the main dishes are all in three digits. The price of Wuliangye on the Yangtze River Bridge is 88 yuan a bottle, and the price of Tiegai Moutai is the same.

Looking at the menu, Peng Jiadong gasped. The money he brought seemed a bit insufficient.

Yang Rui ordered two Hong Kong-style Cantonese dishes, which are pretty good. One of them is steamed grouper, which weighs about two catties, and it sold for 120 here. It will cost seven or eight yuan at most.

"Moutai or Wuliangye?"

Yang Rui himself prefers Moutai, but considering that this meal is for Huang Dalong's friends, he still has to respect the opinions of the guests.

"Is there Erguotou?"

Hang Xiaobei asked the restaurant waiter.

This is not to save money, no matter how rich Mr. Jing is, Erguotou is the first choice for his beloved.

The waiter nodded in response: "Yes."

Then he helped Hang Xiaobei to turn the menu to the drinks page.

Hang Xiaobei couldn't help being taken aback.

The one-jin green bottle of Niulanshan sold in the store is only sixty-eight cents, but here it is priced at eight yuan.

"Let's eat somewhere else..." Peng Jiadong suggested to Huang Dalong beside him in a low voice.

This ghost place is so expensive, a meal here is enough for their brothers to change to another place for a week.

Huang Dalong rejected Peng Jiadong's proposal without thinking.Choosing this place to eat is a decision made by Ba Ge. With Ba Ge's knowledge, it is impossible not to know the price here. If he knows, he will order here. It can only be said that Ba Ge has Ba Ge's intentions.

Seeing the reservedness and discomfort of the two guests, Yang Rui explained with a smile: "To be honest, I don't want to be slaughtered here, but I have to. I have something to ask the boss of this restaurant, So we can’t let people underestimate us on the scene.”

Huang Dalong immediately understood Yang Rui's intentions, and followed closely: "Jiadong, Xiaobai, you two are welcome, order whatever you want to eat, I'm in charge of the wine, so I'll drink Moutai, what, I only made 10 yuan last month." I don’t feel comfortable if I don’t spend the [-] yuan.”

share money?
What part?
Dalong, are you getting married?
Huang Dalong said with a smile: "It's still early! Brother Ba paid me in advance, so I have to spend it early, and then I can play tricks and ask Brother Ba to pay me another share, isn't it, Brother Ba?"

Yang Rui smiled and nodded.

The wool comes from the sheep, and you will be given as much money as you want, anyway, you earn it yourself.

The speaker may not have much intention, but the listener inevitably has a lot of intention.

Huang Dalong introduced that the village head Yang, nicknamed bully, is his boss, but it seems that this bully is more like Huang Dalong's big brother.

But no matter what, whether it's the boss or the eldest brother, it's hard to find someone so generous in this world.

Peng Jiadong followed Huang Dalong and called out Brother Ba naturally, and when Hang Xiaobei looked at Yang Rui again, he lost a lot of arrogance.

Just a rich man, he can be regarded as a fart in the world, but a righteous brother, even if he is just a dog butcher, he must be respected.

For one meal, the four drank four bottles of Moutai.

Although it is not enough to drink too much, everyone has a lot of alcohol.

Yang Rui took out his room card and recorded the meal expenses on the room account.Although Dalong is not short of this little money, but he is the boss after all, he is the boss, the boss eats from his subordinates, and the boss eats from horse boys, so it is not very pleasant to spread it outside.

The comrade-in-arms came to his own site, but asked the boss of the comrade-in-arms to invite him to dinner. Peng Jiadong felt a little embarrassed about his face, so he suggested that it was still early, so it was better to find a place to sing.

Hang Xiaobei followed immediately: "I know that there is a new karaoke hall nearby, the sound effect is quite good, and the boss is a friend of mine."

Singing and singing after drinking...Yang Rui thought of his little life in the previous life, um, if the mask incident hadn't happened, it would still be quite comfortable.

Yang Rui, who was addicted to howling, happily accepted the two brothers' suggestion.

The karaoke hall that Hang Xiaobei mentioned was called Moon Bay. After asking the hotel waiter, he learned that it was only two miles away from here. Dragon Hotel borrowed a car.

Huang Dalong's face must be blown to the brim, this is the responsibility of being the boss and big boss, and he must not be sloppy.

The owner of Moon Bay is named Qin Fei. He is about 32 or so in age. He dresses up and behaves like a big brother.

Hang Xiaobei was indeed very familiar with him and had a good relationship with him. Before the introduction was over, Qin Fei made arrangements.

"The private room fee is free, and the drinks are mine. You brothers can play and have fun, but I have to say my ugly words first, and you have to pay for the lady's table fee yourself."

Huang Dalong hurriedly said: "Our brothers don't need a lady to sing with us, and we don't need to open a private room. I think it's more enjoyable to shout a few times in the lobby."

What you say doesn't count, it depends on what your boss and big brother mean... Hang Xiaobei turned his questioning gaze to Yang Rui.

Yang Rui said with a smile: "Of course I want to stand on Dalong's side. If you don't ask a lady to sing with you, you really don't need a private room. If you ask for a lady to sing with you, brother Dalong will have a hard time with his conscience."

Huang Dalong laughed apologetically.

Nima, it's not that I can't bear it with my conscience, it's because I'm afraid that something will fall into your hands and force me, Huang Dalong, to serve that female ghost again.

The hall is full.

But nature can't help the boss.

Qin Fei immediately asked the waiter to squeeze out a space in the hall, set up a small round table, dragged four chairs, arranged for the four brothers to sit down, and ordered the waiter to serve tea and wine.

"Foreign, red, or beer?"

The red is too pretentious, the beer is too expensive, and Hang Xiaobai directly decides for everyone.

"Have a bottle of XO."

Yang Rui wanted to persuade him but he didn't have time to persuade him. In this kind of place, there is no decent foreign wine. Even the wine bottles are probably recycled. Otherwise, the boss is so generous, wouldn't there be no pants left?

(End of this chapter)