Chapter 238: father

It takes a little time to cook medicinal meals. Zhou Ze, who was waiting in the office, first waited. It was not obvious, but Yingying.
"boss?"
Bai Yingying stood at the door of the office and shouted.
Zhou Ze came out.
"Boss, what are you doing here, not playing games?"
Bai Yingying glanced at the Internet cafe, and many screens were playing with chicken.
"The Internet cafe owner is a cook. I'm cooking for me. I'm waiting to eat."
Of course Zhou Ze cannot say that he is waiting for decoction to take medicine,
Otherwise, Bai Yingying would like to ask what kind of disease to take medicine to answer?
"Ah, Niang Xu was so sad that you wouldn't eat his juice,
Now you don't even eat the food he cooked. "
Bai Yingying was very distressed for his colleagues, but his eyes quickly turned to the bar.
"Go play and call you when I'm leaving."
"okay."
Bai Yingying immediately ran to the bar to charge the money, and then happily went to the VIP room for 80 yuan an hour.
Zhou Ze stood by the bar, took a pack of cigarettes, opened it, pulled out one and lit it.
It happened that Qu really came down from the second floor and saw that Zhou Ze was holding a cigarette. She didn't say anything. She just walked to the bar with no expression to sort things.
Suddenly, Zhou Ze felt like a bad neighbor, and even ate and took food at home.
Eating people's mouths and hands, Zhou Ze doesn't want to look at the girl's cold appearance. Their brothers are both self-harming and medicated.
"Your brother is very handsome and looks like Li Yifeng."
Internet cafes sound a bit noisy,
Qu really listened to Zhou Ze's words, looked up at Zhou Ze with some doubt, and asked:
"Looks the same?"
"........." Zhou Ze.
"That's right, uncle is very handsome." Zhou Ze recognized.
"Today, it's my fault. My brother has taught me." Qu really sighed. "But the woman dared to scold my brother and beat him. I really can't see it."
"In fact, it is like this, you are not very ordinary people, but if you want to live an ordinary life, you still need to adjust your mentality."
"What about you?" Qu really looked at Zhou Ze. "The girl who just passed by is familiar with you? If someone in the Internet cafe scolded her and beat her, what would you do?"
"I will continue to smoke my cigarette." Zhou Ze said quietly.
Qu really wrinkled his nose. She really couldn't have any affection for Zhou Ze, she didn't speak anymore, and she sat down to sort out what she was in front of.
Zhou Ze spit out a smoke ring and glanced at the white warbler sitting in the VIP glass box over there.
joke,
Who dares to run to provoke her, scold her, hit her,
Will she talk to you?
It is possible to swallow you directly.
Zhou Ze has seen the original purpose of Baiyingying.
But these brothers and sisters are really blind. They are not seen by ghosts. They insist that they are tomb robbers. She is also a zombie.
The smell came,
Zhou Ze turned back,
I saw Mingming students walking down the stairs with a casserole.
Zhou Ze stepped forward and asked, "Is it hot?"
"A bit." Mingming replied.
Qu Mingming just planned to say "It doesn't matter if he can afford it himself, without Zhou Ze's help",
But who knows Zhou Ze's next sentence is:
"Then be careful, don't spread it out, I waited so long."
"........." Obviously.
Casserole on the table,
A set of antique tableware was placed around.
Zhou Ze took the porcelain bowl in his hand and played with it, admiring the delicate carvings on it, saying:
"Really extravagant, did the official kiln come out in Qianlong?"
"Mr. Zhou has good eyesight, do you usually play antique collection?"
Zhou Ze smiled in his heart,
In the living method of his last life, how can I have the money and leisure time to play antiques?
He knew this bowl because there was a pair in Yingying's funeral. When Zhou Ze took it, there were more than 500,000 pairs of porcelain bowls.
"Is TCM rich?" Zhou Ze asked curiously.
With this kind of bowl to eat, most people really can't bear it.
"Actually, it's okay, but now that the Chinese medicine is overdone, many MLM companies like to take the name of the Chinese medicine;
Moreover, the real Chinese medicine requires time for rest and precipitation, and it is difficult to be quick. Therefore, there are really few Chinese doctors who are active in the society and have real levels of Chinese medicine. "
Qu Mingming personally gave Zhou Zesheng a bowl, only soup, no vegetables, and no tonics in it, Tang Ze was beautiful, the soup was clear, and did not feel greasy at all.
Zhou Ze had already secretly drank the Bi Anhua oral liquid in advance, and naturally he could hold the bowl slowly and take a sip.
Delicious,
Very tasty,
And after drinking it,
It seemed as though there was a stream of heat that immediately poured into his stomach.
I took a few more sips,
Wait for a while,
I just felt that several small streams of heat continued to flow around my limbs, and at the end, they went down together,
Converged to an unspeakable position.
"Ah."
This effect,
Really good,
We can't catch up with Wei,,, Brother.
Qu Mingming gave Zhou Zesheng a second bowl and placed it in front of Zhou Ze, making a "please" gesture.
"A bit full."
While talking, Zhou Ze picked up the bowl again.
After a sip, he asked:
"Why don't you drink?"
Qu Mingming heard,
With a slight smile,
A little confident,
all,
It is without saying a word.
Zhou Ze suddenly felt that the taste of this soup was not as delicious as before.
"Mr. Zhou often goes to the tomb. Naturally, I have broad knowledge, but I am curious about one thing. There are few ancient tombs in this area of ​​Tongcheng. Why did Mr. Zhou choose to settle in this place?"
"If you like to go to prostitute, do you have to buy your house opposite the clubhouse?"
Qu Mingming nodded, and seemed to think this sentence made sense.
"If there is something in Mr. Zhou's hands that needs to be shot, you can send it to me. You have also seen it. I personally like to collect antiques."
"Ha ha."
Zhou Ze simply continued this misunderstanding, nodded and said:
"it is good."
After drinking the soup, Zhou Ze got up and prepared to leave, and Qu Mingming sent Zhou Ze to the door of the internet cafe.
Bai Yingying was still playing there. Zhou Ze saw that she was having a good time, so she didn't call her. Anyway, she was not far from home, and across the street, Zhou Ze went back to the bookstore.
This time,
Lao Dao has just swept the road, oh no, it is to make a contribution to create a civilized city and return to work;
However, beside the old road stood two young men in urban management uniforms.
It’s a bit embarrassing to be sandwiched between the two, especially when Zhou Ze also just walked back.
Zhou Ze frowned slightly,
Could it be that the old way to make a small mistake in the middle and go to comfort the go?
But it’s not right,
I haven't seen the city management scandalous.
"Is he?" a young city manager asked Zhou Ze.
"Well, hey, no, not..." Lao Tao began to explain what he did, but he didn't know how to explain it.
"Oh, it's you."
A young city manager walked forward a few steps and walked in front of Zhou Ze, screaming at Zhou Ze's nose:
"You are his son?"
"........." Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze looked at the old man.
The old man was terrified, and he secretly finished the calf.
"How do you become a son!
In the summer, ask the old man to come out and sweep the road. What if the old man gets a heat stroke? I tell you, you are abusing the old man! "
Zhou Ze licked his lips, but did not rush to refute anything.
"This time it was discovered by us. I'm not a policeman, or a business, and I can't control you, but you have to know the truth, people are watching.
No matter what the relationship between the old man and you used to be, you, a son, must have a name in your heart and a name for your conscience! "
Speaking,
The young city manager also reached out and patted on Zhou Ze’s chest,
"Remember, I will come next time. If you let me discover that you are abusing the old man and letting the old man sweep the road under this big sun, you will look good.
I'm a city manager,
What is the name of the city management,
Nong knows how to cut? "
When the young city manager said this, he also deliberately pretended to be a ferocious look, and took the name of the city manager out of the way to enhance his deterrence.
"Ha ha."
Zhou Ze nodded with a smile, took out the cigarette and handed it to the other party.
"Less close to me!"
The young urban management didn't answer at all, "Be nice to the elderly, do you know?"
After he finished speaking, he went to Lao Dao and patted Lao Dao's shoulder:
"Old gentleman, next time your son will not be filial to you again, you tell us, you can go to the Urban Management Bureau to find us, we will give you justice!"
An old face is even uglier than crying, and while looking at the young city manager in front of me~EbookFREE.me~ and secretly looking at the reaction of the boss, I can only bluntly thank this Two kind-hearted urban management guys sent away.
The two city management boarded the official car next to it, one of them was answering the phone, but did not rush away.
Lao Dao walked tremblingly beside Zhou Ze, explaining carefully:
"Boss, listen to my explanation. They came to me and asked me a lot of business. I just wanted to find someone to stop them from bothering me. Who knows that my son let me casually mention...
They take it seriously,
He insisted to follow me back to find me..."
Zhou Ze spit out a smoke ring,
Looking at the old way,
Shouted:
"father?"
"Ouch, oh!!!!!!"
Lao Dao was so scared that he knelt down directly against Zhou Ze. If it was not on this street, Lao Dao wanted to kowtow directly to Zhou Ze.
Damsel,
To be bruised!
Finish the calf!
Zhou Ze dropped his cigarette butts on the ground and said, "Stand up, they haven't left yet."
The old man can only stand up again, but his face is scared green.
"Is there still rune paper in the crotch?"
"No, no, the ancestral rune paper, very precious and few drops, the last time I used it, the last one was the last one."
Zhou Ze directly ignored the old saying,
Pointed to the official lane of the city management over there:
"Go and put a note on the back of their car."
Finished,
Zhou Ze walked directly into the bookstore.
"Poster on the back of the car?"
The old man turned his head in doubt, and found nothing strange,
But thinking that the boss cannot play with himself,
Now I took out the tears in my pocket and wiped it,
The old man was stunned,
The position behind the previous urban management official vehicle was empty.
but now,
It was filled with a pale wreath!