my beautiful boss

In the manager's room of the wine house, a fat man wearing glasses sat on a soft black high-back chair, leaning back comfortably, squinting his eyes, and gently stroking the golden ring between the fingers of the other with one hand.

Bang Bang Bang!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened and a young man entered.

Seeing that he seemed to be ignoring the fat man, he found a place to sit at random, then crossed his legs, then took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it slowly, took a puff comfortably, and then said:

"Are you the manager of the tavern?"

The fat man's expression changed several times, first he was angry, then shocked, and then he regained his composure, "I'm the manager of the tavern, who is your Excellency? What advice do you have?"

"I am Ouyang Leifeng, from now on you only have the right to answer questions. Now please tell me where your headquarters is?" Ouyang Leifeng said lightly, but he was extremely domineering.

The fat manager smiled disdainfully, continued to touch the ring between the other hand, and snorted coldly: "Ouyang Leifeng? If I'm not mistaken, you are a Chinese pig, right?"

Ouyang Leifeng himself has a personality that is hot when he sees a Japanese woman, and hot when he sees a Japanese man, so when he heard the word "China pig", a murderous look appeared in his eyes immediately.

He stood up slowly, then slowly walked up to the fat manager, and pressed the burning cigarette in his hand to the fat manager's upper lip without saying a word.

Seeing Ouyang Leifeng's sudden attack, the fat manager wanted to dodge, but just as he had the thought of dodging, he felt his lips burning.

The temperature of the cigarette butt is at least about 700 degrees, 700 degrees, such a high temperature is pressed on the soft lips, how painful it is, you can imagine.

The fat man's face suddenly changed in pain, he wanted to shout, but he felt a hand on his chin firmly supporting his chin.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

The manager of the fat man's house let out a painful sound, and his fat face was distorted due to the severe pain, and the color turned livid.On the forehead with blue veins protruding, beads of sweat the size of soybean grains appeared.

As he struggled, beads of sweat quickly rolled down, wet the collar of his white shirt in the blink of an eye.

Ouyang Leifeng didn't let go until he was sure that the cigarette butt had been completely extinguished.

"Ah——, ah—"

The fat manager immediately let out two howls like killing a pig, and instinctively touched his lips with both hands, but as soon as his fingers touched the wound, he felt a piercing pain, and quickly retracted his hand, but just as he retracted, he wanted to To touch, so many back and forth, the appearance is very funny.

Ouyang Leifeng, on the other hand, looked like he had nothing to do with it, and smiled lightly, "Please repeat what you just said." He took out a cigarette from his pocket again, and lit it leisurely.

"Your Baga—" The fat manager just wanted to curse, but when he saw the cigarette lit again in Ouyang Leifeng's hand, his whole body trembled, and he suppressed the second half of the sentence violently.

Ouyang Leifeng smiled evilly, deliberately shook the cigarette in his hand, and said generously: "You can scold if you want to, otherwise you will easily get sick. I am very reasonable."

Looking at the flaming cigarette butt, the fat manager shook his head violently, just like a rattle in the hands of a peddler, and the speed was so fast.

Ouyang Leifeng smiled with satisfaction, "I like your cuteness very much, let's get down to business, tell me where is your headquarters?"

"I don't know." The fat manager replied, but because his lips were burned, the words he said sounded like, "Wupujihao."

"What did you say?" Ouyang Leifeng leaned forward and asked with his ears sideways.

"I don't know." The fat manager said it a little clearly this time, but after he finished speaking, he screamed twice in pain.

"You guys are not humble at all." Ouyang Leifeng stood up again as he spoke, and walked towards the fat manager and said, "You've just praised you, and you're proud." Said that the cigarette butt in his hand was extremely fast again Pressed on the fat manager's lips.

But this time on the lower lip.

After another painful struggle by the fat manager, Ouyang Leifeng let go of his hand.

"Ah-ah-"

The fat manager jumped up all of a sudden, jumping back and forth in the room.He has a whitish red dot on each of his upper and lower lips.

"What, it's asymmetrical. If people see this, they will definitely laugh at me." Ouyang Leifeng glanced at it, said something dissatisfied, lit a cigarette again, and took two steps to grab the fat manager's head with his big hands. Pressed the cigarette butt up.

......

"Well, it's symmetrical now, so I said my workmanship will not be very bad." Looking at the four whitish red spots on the fat manager's lips, Ouyang Leifeng looked back and forth, up, down, left, and right, and looked carefully. A satisfied smile, a somewhat narcissistic sentence.

"Ha ha--"

The fat manager was panting quickly, as if he could only breathe out, not in. His fat face was distorted even more out of shape.

"Should you say it now?" Ouyang Leifeng lit a cigarette again.

There is no way, I am addicted to smoking.

The fat manager shook his head violently for a while, and then nodded violently for a while.

"Nimal Gobi! You've taken ecstasy!" Ouyang Leifeng cursed viciously, the fat manager was shocked, and he waved his hands again and again to signal that he didn't mean it. I said, I said, and I said whatever I asked.

Obviously he was frightened out of his wits, and at first he wanted to nod to signal me to say, but in the end he shook his head because of a moment of panic.

"Don't lead, let's go. Are you Dahe people really cheap?" Ouyang Leifeng cursed.

The fat manager searched left and right, then walked quickly to the desk, grabbed the pen on the desk and scribbled a line of Japanese on a sticky note, then hurriedly handed both hands to Ouyang Leifeng respectfully.

Ouyang Leifeng took a glance, and slapped the fat manager on the face.

"Nimma, I didn't know that I can't speak Japanese!"

The fat manager was taken aback, because what he said to Ouyang Leifeng just now was in Japanese.

What I told you just now was in Japanese, you can understand everything, but now you don’t understand?Not human, not human!

The fat manager almost didn't cry, but there was nothing he could do.Because the cigarette butt burns on the lips is too painful.

When he handed the note written in Chinese to Ouyang Leifeng again, Ouyang Leifeng smiled with satisfaction, "Didn't you see that your Chinese writing is not bad?"

The fat manager hurriedly shook his head to express his humility.

Seeing this, Ouyang Leifeng's face became angry, and he raised his hand to reveal another gorgeous big mouth.

"Pretend, force!"

The fat manager almost knelt down.

"Let's clarify this matter, and then let's talk about another question." Ouyang Leifeng said again.

The fat manager looked at Ouyang Leifeng in a daze, obviously he didn't understand what Ouyang Leifeng said.

"Pretend you, why are you so stupid!" Ouyang Leifeng cursed and wanted to slap again.

The fat manager waved his hand.

"you understood?"

The fat manager began to shake his head. Seeing Ouyang Leifeng raise his hand again, he waved his hand for a while, and wrote on the white paper with a pen, "Master, can we talk about it? It hurts!" Then he carefully let Ouyang Lei look at the wind.

Ouyang Leifeng took a look, and raised his big hand for the third time. No matter how the fat manager waved his hand this time, it didn't stop the big hand from pulling his face again.

After the fat manager was beaten, he was a little unconvinced and wrote a sentence on the white paper, there is an old Chinese saying in your country, don't raise your hand to hit a smiling face.

Although this sentence is not very appropriate, the meaning is obvious. It is the virtue of your Chinese nation to stop fighting if you just ask for forgiveness. What you have done is a bit too much.

"Nimal Gobi!" Ouyang Leifeng scolded again, "Do you know why I beat you? Because you call me uncle, are you worthy of calling me uncle?"

The fat manager immediately became messy.

"Okay, I don't have time to talk to you..." Ouyang Leifeng said again.

I?Nima, are you Chinese so unreasonable?I can't call you uncle, but you can call me son?What kind of logic is this?

The fat manager felt that he was going crazy, but he didn't dare to go crazy, so he could only listen carefully to Ouyang Leifeng's other question.

"You saw it just now, because I wasted four of my cigarettes, do you know how expensive my cigarettes are?"

The fat manager immediately understood when he heard it, and hurriedly took out a bank card from the safe at the side, and was about to pass it to Ouyang Leifeng, but found that the latter was squinting at him.

"Aren't you stupid?" Ouyang Leifeng scolded and doubled it from the safe, grabbed five or six stacks of dollar bills from a pile of yen, and then walked away.

After Ouyang Leifeng went out, the fat manager ignored the pain and grabbed the phone on the table.

"Team leader, according to your instructions, let him waste some effort to get to the address of the headquarters."

"Yosie, you did a good job."

......

"Why didn't my husband come back after being away for so long? Did something happen?" Sun Jingjing asked anxiously.

"Jingjing, you've been absent-minded for a long time, and it's not like you don't know about our husband's reaching out." Yan Shuangfei comforted.

Li Siniang looked at a few people, and then said: "I think it's better to look for him, this is the territory of the Yamaguchi-gumi after all, as the saying goes, a strong dragon does not suppress a local snake."

Several people looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

There were a lot of people in the tavern, and the air was filled with a faint scent of sake and melodious music with Yamato ethnic characteristics.

Several women looked around looking for Ouyang Leifeng's figure.

"Ah, Teacher Cang! Quickly see if that is Teacher Cang?" Lingyun shouted as if she had suddenly discovered a new world, and her little hand pointed to the front right with excitement, "I didn't expect to see Hatanoi, but I saw The goddess in countless men's dreams."

Seeing this, the other women's heads were covered with black lines.

The child is helpless.

"Huh? No!" Yan Shuangfei said suddenly.

Li Siniang snorted coldly with disdain: "You don't need to ask for your husband's autograph. If my guess is correct, the goddess should be running after your husband, you good husband."

All the girls looked around, no, there was a table in the direction towards the increasingly alluring Mr. Cang, who was wearing a kimono, and a man beside the table was drinking a small wine leisurely.

Who would it be if it wasn't Ouyang Leifeng.

"This big bastard!" Lingyun pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, and then walked towards Ouyang Leifeng, muttering in her mouth as she walked: "It's good not to look for it as agreed, and it's good to look for the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters under the guise of looking for it." , looking for it by myself."

Seeing Teacher Cang sitting on Ouyang Leifeng's lap affectionately, holding Ouyang Leifeng's big hand with one hand, and holding the wine glass with Ouyang Leifeng with the other hand, smiling at each other before drinking, the women couldn't help One is not jealous.

The good agreement is just to appreciate, how sneaky it is to start!