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    Yang Qingshan returned to the private room, chatting and laughing with Dao Scar, after a while, Dao Scar felt that he had almost eaten, and wanted to pay the bill, and this meal was calculated together with the unpaid bill before, and then he and Yang Qingshan  We laughed a bit together.

    The person who delivered the bill was the lobby manager, and under the worried gaze of the old Wangtou, he delivered the bill to Dao Scar.

    Dao Scar glanced at it. It was a pleasure to eat for free, but he asked unhappily on his face: "Fifty thousand? Is there that much? We ordered a few dishes."

    "This is the bill you have owed here, boss, for a total of 50,000 yuan." The manager explained.

    "Nonsense, I'm only paying 50,000 yuan for one meal, and the seafood here is out of the sky." Scar said as he overturned the table, causing the whole private room area to be alarmed by a loud crash, and many guests came out of the private room to watch  As soon as he saw the scarred face of the scar, he immediately retracted most of it. Only Director Zhao smiled and a few of his subordinates did not move.

    Old Wang walked over boldly, but the lobby manager quietly went downstairs.

    Yang Qingshan stepped on the chair with a displeased expression on his face, yelling loudly about black shop, black shop, while the old Wangtou explained without tears, but the development of the matter has gone beyond thinking, and no explanation will work  .

    "What's going on?" Director Zhao came up and asked seriously.

    "Huh? Old Zhao!" Dao Scar immediately went up to greet him, as if brothers who had been separated for many years met by chance at this time.

    "Isn't this the scar? Where did you go after graduating from university?" Director Zhao said cooperatively.

    Yang Qingshan who was in the box smiled triumphantly, turned around and looked out the window.

    Originally Scar and Director Zhao¡¯s scripts did not know each other, consumers were hacked by black shops, and Director Zhao, as the city regulator, presided over justice, received Lao Wangtou¡¯s business license on the spot and issued a fine, but Yang  Qingshan, however, took advantage of his drunkenness to ask Scar to change the script, so there was a new script that clearly told others that they were procrastinating and extremely bad.

    Some of the onlookers saw the name after just a glance, and continued to go back to the box to drink without interest, but Lao Wang put a stone in his heart, this matter was almost over, and Lao Huai walked forward in relief.

    Just as Scar and Director Zhao were about to talk, the lobby manager appeared at the right time, holding a bill and saying that the front desk had sent a new bill, and the bill just now was wrong.

    The old Wangtou said with a smile on his face: "It turns out that Director Zhao and this brother knew each other. It was a misunderstanding. The cashier mistyped the bill. Just now a batch of fresh seafood arrived in the kitchen. My meal is my apology.  I'll treat.  "

    "That's great." Yang Qingshan laughed loudly, and gave Dao Scar a wink, Dao Scar understood and gave Director Zhao another wink, so the three of them entered a new box accompanied by the old Wangtou,  Those prostitutes also followed in, and they were even more coquettish.

    Several people chatted for a while with their own ghosts, and new seafood was placed on the table. The old Wangtou made a fine for himself, and everyone started drinking again.

    After Yang Qingshan drank a few cups, he suddenly realized that he was still clear-headed. Looking at Dao Scar and Director Zhao, who were being persuaded by the old Wangtou to drink, Yang Qingshan felt strange in his heart, how could he not be drunk yet?  After a few more drinks, I went to the bathroom with an excuse.

    Xiaoliu came to the bathroom one step earlier, and as soon as he saw Yang Qingshan, he walked up and said, "Brother, everything was done as ordered."

    "Really?" Yang Qingshan said critically.

    "Really. I personally put the phone in a hidden place." Xiao Liu swore.

    With the sound of flushing water, the lobby manager came out of the cubicle, threw a cigarette butt at Xiao Liu, and complained, "Brother, the mobile phone Xiao Liu is holding is mine."

    "Brother, don't listen to his nonsense, the glasses see that I do a good job for the elder brother, envy and jealousy are enough to ruthless me, and spread rumors about me." Xiao Liu yelled aggrieved.

    "Don't pinch, we've been together for seven years, haven't you pinched enough?" Yang Qingshan said angrily, "What about the glasses? I'm not used to having tiny eyes like this."

    "The glasses lost when playing mahjong." The lobby manager said, covering his eyes in pain.

    "How old are you, and you still regard glasses as a treasure, is there anyone who loses glasses?" Xiao Liu proudly took out a glasses case from his pocket, touched it like a treasure, and muttered: "Glasses, glasses,  Be good, my brother will hold you to sleep at night."

    "I will win it back." The lobby manager said viciously.

    "Forget it, give back the glasses, are glasses still called glasses without glasses?Excessive myopia makes people unable to live.  "Yang Qingshan spoke, and Xiao Liu snorted and threw the glasses case to the lobby manager, and pinched again.

    The lobby manager's nickname is glasses, and he is allergic to contact lenses, so his nearsightedness of several hundred degrees makes him treat glasses as a treasure. Together with Xiaoliu, he is a high school classmate of Yang Qingshan, the famous Iron Triangle, and he failed to pass the exam four years ago.  When he was in college, he found out that Yang Qingshan was hanging out on the beach, a place full of beautiful women, so he came here and stayed there for four years.

    "There is still a part of the stomachache. Director Zhao will work on the spot, glasses, have you taken laxatives?"

    "Down, don't drink it when the soup is served." The glasses said to Xiao Liu.

    "Don't worry, am I that stupid?" Xiao Liu said with contempt.

    "Action." Yang Qingshan heard the old Wangtou leave the box, said hurriedly, and rushed out of the bathroom.

    Yang Qingshan did not go back to the box, but went to the box next door with his glasses, sat down leisurely, poured a cup of sober tea, and eavesdropped on the movement next door through the partition.

    I only heard that Xiao Liu returned to the box, saying that Yang Qingshan had a stomachache and would come back after a while, and then began to forcefully pour everyone together, calmly pouring everyone down, Xiao Liu started to talk routinely, and  All this was quietly photographed by the mobile phone in the corner of the box.

    "It's almost there, I'm going to play, you should cultivate your interest too." Yang Qingshan smiled and returned to his box.

    "Little brother, brother thought you had fallen into the hut and was going to save you." Dao Scar laughed loudly when he saw Yang Qingshan come back.

    "Stomach hurts." Yang Qingshan said with a painful face, sitting down without any appetite.

    "Hey? Don't tell me, I also have a little stomachache." Scar said pretendingly, and went to the bathroom. After returning, Director Zhao also went to the bathroom. Scar began to say that he suspected that the seafood was not clean. Director Zhao felt that  It's almost done, and to uphold justice, I called the old Wangtou.

    "Huh? Whose cell phone is here?" Yang Qingshan exclaimed before Director Zhao could speak, and took out a cell phone from the corner: "Ah! This is recording!"

    "What?" Dao Scar and Director Zhao exclaimed at the same time.

    The door of the box opened, and he walked in with the newly served seafood in his glasses. When he saw Yang Qingshan holding a mobile phone in his hand, he panicked.

    "Glasses, this is your mobile phone." Old Wang asked.

    "No." Glasses shook his head and said, but the guilty conscience on his face was still seen by the scar.

    Scar said with a sinister smile, "Boy, you are dishonest, why did you leave your phone here and record it?"

    Sweating profusely in the glasses, he suddenly snatched the mobile phone from Yang Qingshan's hand and ran away, only to be caught by Xiao Liu.

    "Let me go, let me go." Glasses yelled.

    "Brother, what's going on with your experience?" Yang Qingshan asked.

    The scar was also unclear, so when I asked Old Wangtou, the old Wangtou said that he had just applied for the glasses a few days ago, so he didn't know very well, but Director Zhao saw it and said coldly: "This kid can't be a reporter.  "

    "Reporter?" Everyone looked at the glasses suspiciously.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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