City: the Beginning is a Copycat of Lei Bi

Those three big characters are on the number!

The old man spoke to the child with a smile on his face.

"Little friend, can you show grandpa what you are holding?"

"No, my dad said you can't give it to others."

The child hurriedly hid the potato chips behind his back.

After the old man looked around and found no one around, he immediately showed kindness.

"Hey, I'm just looking."

"I don't want it anymore, my mother said don't talk to strangers casually, they are bad people."

The children looked at the old man with vigilance on his face.

Seeing this, the old man immediately touched his gray-haired head, and then continued to speak with a straight face.

"Do you think Grandpa looks like a bad guy? I'm your new neighbor, Grandpa Mao."

"But...but my mother..."

"Bring it to you."

Before the child finished speaking, the old man Mao snatched the number one potato chip from the little kid's hand, with a smug expression on his face.

The little brat is willing to give up, and suddenly his eyes are really wronged, and they are spinning in the eye sockets.

Seeing this, the old man didn't take it seriously at all, and even spoke out of disrespect for the old man.

"Last time your father was only willing to give me a pack, but I'm so greedy."

"Hmph, your father, I can't help you, can't I cure you?"

After the old man finished speaking, he opened the number one hanging potato chips on his own.

An appetizing smell of beef came from the packaging.

The old man Mao took a few deep breaths and couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

"The thing produced in Lin's hometown factory is nb, and the taste alone is irresistible."

After finishing speaking, the old man Mao picked up a piece of potato chips, licked the surface of the transparent potato chips lightly, and did not forget to grunt and sigh in admiration.

Seeing this, the child could not hold back the grievance in his heart, and immediately sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

"Wow! Woohoo!"

The shrill and innocent cries were louder and louder.

Just crying is not enough, the child is still shouting.

"Bad grandpa robbed me!"

"Superman, hurry up and help me defeat the bad grandpa!"

"Woooo."

How shrill and shrill that voice must be.

But the old man didn't take it seriously and still handed a piece of potato chips to the child.

The child just held back the cry and wanted to catch it with his hands, but the old man made his wish come true.

Quickly withdrew the hand holding the potato chips and threw the top number of potato chips into his mouth, still muttering.

"It's delicious, but if I don't give it to you, what can you do? Hit me!"

The expression on that face should be as proud as it is, and as much as it needs to be beaten.

After being washed, the child cried even harder, and even rolled on the ground three times to the left and right to the right.

"Ahhh!"

"Bad old man!"

"Mom, I was bullied by the bad old man."

"Brother, come and help me!"

"Wow wow wow!"

But all this is in vain, there are not many people in the community at the moment.

A few young people passed by, but they just had nothing to do with themselves.

Seeing this, the old man had a mean smile on his face, and while enjoying the appearance of the child rolling on the ground, he was eating the number one hanging potato chips, which was very pleasant.

Don't forget to tease the kids.

"Keep crying, go hard, the more you cry, the happier I will be."

"Grandpa is happy, maybe he can leave half of the top-ranked potato chips for you."

Hahaha.

After finishing speaking, the old man still let out a smirk, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was bullying the child.

"Ou, this respected old man, is this your grandson?"

"Why do you want your grandson to roll on the ground? Is this a special way of training children in *country?"

At this moment, a mouthful of jerky Chinese came into Old Man Mao's ears.

The old man Mao looked back, it was a handsome and blond haired crooked nut.

Seeing this, the old man said with a smile on his face.

"Yes, this is the special education method in our country. I am teaching my neighbor's children Kung Fu!"

"Understood? Kung fu!"

As the old man spoke, he still acted like Bruce Lee when he was in the ring.

Seeing this, Crooked Nuts gave a thumbs up.

"Oh, my God, it's a country with an ancient oriental civilization, and it's extensive and profound!"

That is, you crooked nuts will not understand.

Hearing the words, the old man raised his haughty chin to look like an outsider, with an unfathomable expression on his face.

Just as he was talking, a scent of the number one hanging potato chips spread into the mouth and nose of the crooked nut, which immediately made him swallow saliva.

Watching the old man keep stuffing potato chips into his mouth, he couldn't take his eyes off the crooked nut.

Seeing this, the old man immediately hid the potato chips in his back like a child just now.

He was still muttering, as if he was afraid that the crooked nuts who were a head taller than him would grab him.

"Whatever you look at, this is mine, and I am reluctant to give it to my grandson."

"He...he is not my grandfather, he snatched the potato chips from me... woo woo woo!"

The child on the ground immediately retorted when he heard the words.

This made Wei Guoren, who already knew only a little Chinese, confused, and only heard the sentence that he snatched the potato chips.

The crooked nut frowned suddenly and said.

"This respected old man, may I ask if you really robbed this kid's potato chips?"

"Cut, I snatched it, what can you do?"

The old man's face was full of disdain, and he was not ashamed at all. On the contrary, there was a smug smile on his face.

As if it was an honor to bully a child.

Seeing this, a big question mark suddenly flashed in Wai Guoren's mind.

But he quickly realized that the old man in front of him was obviously shameless.

Suddenly the expression on his face changed again and again.

"I heard that the new product produced by the God Factory is a kind of potato chips, isn't that what you are holding in your hand?"

"I didn't expect you, a foreigner, to have some knowledge. That's right, these are the new potato chips produced by Boss Lin's factory."

Old man Mao raised his chin proudly when he heard the words, and secretly sighed that Linyang's factory was really proud of the country.

But soon his proud face was full of complaints.

"But Boss Lin doesn't know why he's crazy. The last time he had an on-site sale in the factory, he didn't even put it on the shelves. Otherwise, my old man wouldn't be robbing a kid."

In the end, Old Man Mao's voice gradually became quieter until only he could hear it.

Apparently, even he himself didn't believe it when he said this.

"This respected old man, can you let me taste the potato chips in your hand, just taste it."

When Wai Guoren heard about the crying child on the ground, he looked at the hanger with longing eyes.

He quit his job as head perfumer just to come to God's factory to learn how to extract that wonderful fragrance.

But when I first arrived in *country for a simple investigation, what I found out was that this new factory was almost doing the same thing.

Every item feels like a gift from God to him. .

Chapter 96

Hearing this, the old man shook the number one potato chip bag in his hand, frowned and said.

"I can't say too much!"

"It's not easy to come by these potato chips. Boss Lin hasn't put them on the shelves yet, so I want to try them early."

"That can't be..."

The old man said as he rubbed his fingers, making a look that you understand.

Wai Guoren heard the words but showed a puzzled face, patted the back of his head and was at a loss.

After a while, he opened his mouth.