The booming era begins with private customization

Chapter 225 ([-] words) What kind of 'cutie' are you?
After hearing Yan Bugui's call, the expressions of the two people except Li Mao changed somewhat.

Li Xiaomei, who was making dough in the kitchen, looked cautious, looking at Manager Le who was approaching her through the window, feeling a little uneasy.

Du Weiguo, who was in the room, was stunned for a moment, then turned to a furious look on his face:
"Le's family? How dare he?!!!"

Du Weiguo was about to stand up, but Li Mao held his arm down:
"This is a courtyard, let's put people in before we talk."

After being mentioned by Li Mao, Du Weiguo finally remembered what the key point was.

I was so carried away by the previous profits that I almost forgot that this was a courtyard house. If it got too big, it wouldn't end well.

Du Weiguo twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly and looked at Li Mao guiltily:
"I made a mistake in this matter, and I will definitely find a way to deal with him."

"Of course it's up to you to handle it. I don't have any background to compete with the Le family. No matter how bad my reputation is, there is no problem in manipulating me."

Li Mao shrugged his shoulders and chuckled.

It was a matter of Du Weiguo's self-esteem, and Li Mao didn't want to interfere too much.

After casting a grateful look at Li Mao, Du Weiguo tidied his clothes and prepared to stand up and bring the person in.

The body just stood up, but turned around again:

"Li Mao, you'd better put away these things on the table first."

"Okay, I'll take care of these."

Li Mao nodded, and after putting away the red panda he had just taken out, he had time to clean up the table.

Du Weiguo left the house quickly.

Li Xiaomei walked in from the kitchen and looked at Li Mao worriedly, but said nothing.

We are all a family. No matter what we say at this time, it will cause trouble for Li Mao.

Just when Li Xiaomei was helping to put things away, Du Weiguo had already started a confrontation with Manager Le in the backyard.

"Hey, thank you, Uncle Yan, for reminding me. You see, I'm asking you to make this trip so early in the morning. It's really tiring for you."

As Du Weiguo said this, he already handed Yan Bugui two cigarettes.

Whether you smoke or not, this is an attitude.

"As for this music manager?

If I remember correctly, it seems that we have never had any dealings, right?

You came all this way to follow me. Could it be that you have something to ask of me?
You said you were really polite. If you have anything to do, you can't wait until tomorrow when you go to work. You have to catch up when I visit during the holiday.

That is to say, I, Tie Ci, live in this house, otherwise we might not even be able to find a place to talk. "

Du Weiguo raised the corner of his mouth defiantly, listening to you one by one, which seemed to be very flattering, but once matched with his expression, it was unspeakably sarcastic.

Not to mention, Du Weiguo's opening directly positioned the music manager as a person who doesn't understand the rules when asking for help.

After happily taking the two big front doors, Yan Bugui glanced at the guy who called himself Manager Le with a bit of contempt.

Looking for help and still empty-handed?
Even Yanbu Gui couldn't do such a thing. Even if he wasn't willing to spend money, he still brought some kittens and fish to the door.

Fortunately, he still has the title of manager.

This guy can't do it at first glance.

"Okay, since he's not a bad person, I won't interrupt your chat."

Yan Bugui turned and left without even looking at the music manager.

After Yan Bugui left, Du Weiguo turned his attention to Manager Le.

His legs swayed, the smoke curled up from the corner of his mouth, and the sarcasm in his eyes was thick:
"What's going on? Shall we go in and talk?"

"Okay, let's go in and talk."

Manager Le looked at Du Weiguo and didn't take this kind of thing to heart.

He is a businessman, he has so many prescriptions in his hand, and he has been scolded by so many people, so he still cares about this?
The two entered the house.

Du Weiguo sat aside with his teapot. As for Li Mao, he didn't even bother to look at Manager Le.

"You're back? The water temperature is just right now, and the tea is just fragrant."

Li Mao smiled and spoke to Du Weiguo without any intention of quarreling.

"Zi Liu~Bah~"

Du Weiguo took a sip of tea and spit out the tea leaves:

"Tsk, yes, this tea tastes really good, but the water in Kyoto is not very good. If you want to make tea, you have to find those sweet water wells."

The two of them chatted all the time, but Manager Quan Dangle was just a nobody.

At first he could keep his composure, but after spending half an hour going back and forth like this, the music manager felt somewhat sulky.

Looking at the empty table in front of him, the music manager said angrily:
"I say, you two, we've almost finished chatting. Let's get down to business, right?"
I don’t think you two don’t know what I mean. Let’s make a long story short and take out the things. "

Glancing at the music manager, Li Mao looked at Du Weiguo in surprise:
"Do you owe him money?"

"No, I am still getting a salary from the street office. How could I ask others to borrow money?"

Du Weiguo also pretended to be confused and accompanied Li Mao here to make himself bored.

"That's weird. You don't owe him money, and I don't owe him money either. Has the age changed or something?
Thinking that you will get something for nothing, you will not be afraid of being beaten when you come to beg for food, and you will feel confident?

I see that the sun has not risen from the west today, so why did we encounter such a terrible thing? "

Li Mao started joking, treating the music manager as a toy both inside and outside of his words.

"Hey, who says it's not the case, but some people are thick-skinned, so we can't help it.

Hey, let’s not talk about this anymore, drink tea, drink tea, such good tea cannot be wasted just because some things are annoying.

We don’t care if others cheat and deceive us, but our family has a small financial background, so we can’t waste things. "

Du Weiguo cooperated with Li Mao and started teasing.Don't tell me, this weird talk is really a relief from boredom.

The music manager had a gloomy face, looking at the two people singing and harmonizing, and simply didn't even do the superficial work.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

He raised his hand and knocked on the table hard.

"I tell you, you two, don't pretend to be confused because you understand. You should know what I'm doing here today, right?"

After hearing this and looking at the tea in his teapot, Li Mao couldn't help but frowned:
"This tea was ruined after all."

After saying this, Li Mao raised his hand and poured out the tea in the teapot.

He was impartial and just impressed the music manager.

"you!"

The music manager's eyes were wide-eyed, with tea leaves hanging from his head and face, looking particularly funny.

"Hahaha! Yes, this tea has really been spoiled.

If you don’t want to drink it, I won’t want it either. "

After saying this, Du Weiguo shook the teapot in his hand.

The music manager wanted to hide, but his reaction was still a beat slow.

Raising his hand to wipe his water-stained face, the music manager became angry and said:
"Okay! Great! You two bastards, how dare you do this to me!
Do you know what you are doing?
Do you know that you are hindering progress?Do you know that you are hindering the development of traditional Chinese medicine?

Do you know that you are hindering us from earning foreign exchange?

As Chinese people, if you don’t want to serve your country and still hide your things, what are your intentions? "

“What the hell are you doing that you’re worthy of talking about this word?
Earn foreign exchange?

If you say this, then I have something to say. Your family has exhausted all its means to collect so many prescriptions. Have you earned foreign exchange?
Are you talking about earning foreign exchange?I don’t know where you got the nerve to say this!

Didn’t you know that the model my buddy has created has already earned us foreign exchange!

Are you kidding me if you say this in front of us? "

Du Weiguo squinted his eyes, his expression becoming increasingly unkind.

Li Mao put down the teapot in his hand, couldn't help closing his eyes and picking his ears.

Looking at his empty fingertips, Li Mao tilted his head and looked at Du Weiguo:
"I heard you right, he just cursed, right?"

"Yes, it was a curse."

As Du Weiguo said this, he moved his neck and made a rattling sound:
"After all, a dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth. According to our custom, we should just curse and slap it, right?

You are a worker and you have a lot of strength with your hands. It would be bad if you accidentally hit someone.I work in the sub-district office and I’m very measured in my actions.

I brought the extra person, so it would be better for me to do the slapping. "

Du Weiguo said very cooperatively.

As someone who came from a large courtyard, Du Weiguo was very familiar with Hong Bai Lian.

"Bangdang~"

The music manager stood up suddenly, and the bench behind him fell to the ground with a heavy sound.

The long benches at this time were all made of real materials. Not only were they strong, they were also very heavy.

"What do you want!"

The music manager's expression changed drastically. He really didn't expect that these two young people would want to attack him even if they ridiculed him!
"You still dare to take action? Believe it or not, I will call the police and arrest you!"

The music manager shouted with a stern look, but this posture gave people a feeling of bluff.

"Catch us? Who do you think you are?

Co-author You didn't ask about my identity before you followed me secretly, right?
Do I need to remind you that I, Du Weiguo, work in the Qianmen Street Office.

You think I don’t know about donations in this area. The above is a voluntary donation, right? !

In the past, you relied on your family background and connections to bully others and plot against them.

Are you bullying me?

Co-author: Have you really never asked me what my family does? "

Du Weiguo said impatiently, for people like him who came from a large courtyard, they really couldn't stand things like Manager Le.

"Huh? What are you doing? You work in the street office, how high can your home be?
My surname is Le, from Tong*tang!
Even if you don’t understand the value of my last name, you always know the name of a health care doctor!

Fight with me?Why do you do that! "

Manager Le said disdainfully.

Even though the manager of Huiyue was covered in tea leaves, he could tell at a glance that he was not doing this once or twice with his skillful movements of moving the backstage to put on airs.

Li Mao and Du Weiguo looked at each other, then shook their heads helplessly:

"I thought he had something to rely on. He didn't find out your identity at all, so he was ready to take advantage of you.

I said Du Weiguo, when you took advantage of this thing, was it seen by the health doctor next to your uncle and grandfather?

You must talk to those elders later.

It's not okay for a health care doctor to be lax.

What age are you still trying to steal? You really think we are all old Chinese medicine doctors who are suppressed by the Le family and dare not say anything, right?
No, they don’t dare to do it to old Chinese doctors with family backgrounds.

Those named Le were all innocent people who had no backing. "

(End of this chapter)