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Chapter 548 I, brother Biao, have a lot of cruel words in society.

You Haoze took a sip of tea, leaned halfway on the back of the chair, found a comfortable sitting position, and began to tell the story of the past many years ago.

A few years ago, one day he and Geng Junchen were eating barbecue at a nearby food stall, and it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

That food stall has five square tables, each of which can seat five or six people, and the only round table can seat ten.

At around twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, an old man came. He was quite old and energetic.

The old man waved at the waiter: "I want this big table, order."

The waiter quickly took the menu.

But the old man waved his hand and said: "Don't forget, just order it, one or twenty people will make a table and eat, if there is not enough, come again."

The waiter was taken aback: "Ah, how many people are there?"

The old man was stunned: "Why, can't you get on the big table if you order too little?"

The waiter hurriedly apologized: "No, I'm afraid you ordered too much and can't finish it. You sit down, and I'll pour you water."

After a while the waiter started to serve the food, and the old man arranged eight sets of bowls and chopsticks around the round table and poured eight glasses of white wine.

Geng Junchen looked panicked, and leaned over and whispered to him, "What's the matter with this old man? He pours his own drink, we toast, and he also toasts with us."

He gave Geng Junchen a meaningful look, and smiled: "That's not the case, I think he is drinking with the people at the same table."

Geng Junchen's face immediately changed color: "Ah Ze, you are scaring people in the middle of the night, you! There is no one but himself."

He smiled: "Maybe it's a mental illness. Now the society is under a lot of pressure, and there are many mental illnesses."

They were talking, when they heard a noise from outside, and eight burly men came up, and it seemed that there were many scum that harmed the society.

Some of them shouted, "Boss, serve us a table."

The waiter hurried forward with a smile all over his face: "Brother, it's full, why don't we share a table for you."

One of the younger brothers was not happy, and shouted: "What are you talking about, you told us Brother Biao to compete with others, you are impatient!"

My brother Biao in society has a lot of harsh words.

The boss is Brother Biao, with a cigarette in his mouth, shaved head, and wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night, he stepped forward and pushed his younger brother away.

"What are you yelling about? Politeness is important in the chaotic society, and you have to convince people with virtue and reason. Do you understand?"

This brother Biao has tattoos both front and back, which are very conspicuous. He also said: "It's also hot, and I can't wear clothes, otherwise I like to keep a low profile."

Brother Biao walked up to the old man and said, "Old man, give up your seat. You occupy such a large space by yourself, and it doesn't conform to the core socialist values ​​of eight honors and eight shame."

The old man drank by himself and didn't look at him directly.

A younger brother next to him quit: "My elder brother is so polite to you, what are you pretending to be?"

"Go, step aside." Brother Biao waved his hand: "Old man, how about it, I will do it first as a respect!"

As he said that, Brother Biao picked up a glass of white wine on the round table and was about to finish it.

The old man finally spoke up: "This wine is strong, have you thought about it?"

"What are you pretending to be, how strong can a glass of white wine be?" A younger brother next to him snatched the wine glass and gulped down.

"Brother, this wine..." Before he finished speaking, the younger brother fell down with a bang.

Brother Biao's expression changed slightly, and he was very puzzled: "Old man, you can drink a lot. Boss, what kind of wine do you sell? Is it so strong?"

Now that riding a tiger is hard to get off, it is not appropriate for Brother Biao to confess in front of so many people.

A younger brother jumped up again: "Brother, he can't drink, but he wants to be brave. I'll do it."

Brother Biao nodded: "Come on, brother, I'll give you a chance to show off, drink."

The little boy picked up the wine glass, just finished drinking and fell down again.

(End of this chapter)