Chapter 5055

This cuntou man looks like a young man in his twenties, but the middle-aged man is obviously a successful entrepreneur. However, he is willing to play the role of a horse in front of cuntou man, even yelling "brother Dong". It can be seen that this cuntou man is unusual, and I'm afraid that cuntou man is somewhat black Background, right?

In this respect, Hong Kong is different from the mainland. Even if there are underworld groups in the mainland, they are just like gangsters. No matter how they are, they can't be on the stage.

Hong Kong is different. If anyone in Hong Kong has a black background, it can be said that many people have to be honest in front of this person.

No matter how rich a middle-aged man is, doesn't he have to be honest in front of this cuntou man? It can be seen from this.

Cuntou man took a mouthful of his cigarette, then looked at the lighter in the middle-aged man's hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Hua, the lighter in your hand looks good. Can you show it to me?"

"Brother Dong, if you like it, you can take it. There are many such things in my family." The middle-aged man quickly handed the lighter in his hand to the cuntou man. The middle-aged man didn't understand why the matter had not been finished. The cuntou man took a fancy to the lighter in his hand?

However, middle-aged men are not worried. Middle aged men think that cuntou men will stand on their own side no matter how good they are. At ordinary times, they have no less filial piety to benefit their ancestors. If cuntou men want to think about themselves, can they stand beside outsiders from my mainland?

"Not bad, not bad." Cuntou man smilingly played with the lighter in his hand.

"I'm usually a rude man. I buy lighters for one yuan and throw them away once I use them. Otherwise, I didn't know that lighters could be so beautiful. Did it cost a lot of money? " "Ha ha, it doesn't cost much. If brother Dong likes it, just go to me and get it. I still have a lot there. I can give brother Dong a drawer at that time." The middle-aged men are more happy. At ordinary times, the middle-aged men don't have many opportunities to communicate with this cuntou man, mainly because they don't have any opportunities. Now the middle-aged men think it's an opportunity.

If you can buy yourself a powerful backstage with a few lighters, it's a very worthwhile business.

"No, I can't either." Cuntou man waved his hand and said.

"I can't use this kind of good thing anyway. It should be made in a foreign country, isn't it?"

"Of course, ZIPPO, a pure American product." The middle-aged man proudly shows off that since cuntou men are so interested in lighters, as long as they accept their own gift, this thread can be regarded as a catch, right?

"Not bad, not bad." Cuntou man played with the lighter in his hand again and nodded.

"It seems that maybe it's really because of these things that Mr. Hua's butt and thinking begin to move. It doesn't matter. I'll help you correct it."

The middle-aged man nodded again and again, but when he nodded to the middle-aged man, he would react. How could the more he listened to this sentence, the more he felt that something was wrong?

Pop!

The middle-aged man's thinking has not yet turned the corner, his forehead will be smashed up a hard object, turned out to be the piece of lighter he sent out.

Pop!

Before the middle-aged man could take the lighter off his forehead, he slapped the middle-aged man's face firmly.

This is the third time that a middle-aged man has been slapped in the face today. I did it the first two times, but this time it has nothing to do with me.

"Brother Dong, you You are... " The middle-aged man covers his face and looks at the cuntou man in front of him. He has no idea that the person he calls should fight against him. What is this? "Didn't I make myself clear just now? I'm trying to help you correct some dangerous thoughts that should be corrected. I think I have such a responsibility. After all, your old man has specially said this greeting to me before. Do you think if your old man knows this idea, can you make him angry? " Cuntou man smiles and says to cuntou man in front of him, just like he didn't hit anyone just now.

"This..." The middle-aged man still didn't respond. What's the matter? What else do you want to say. At this time, the cuntou man was very impatient. He waved his hand to the middle-aged man and said, "OK, please don't say any more. If you have anything to say, you can hold it in your heart and think about it. Do you think about whether my old Dong is good to you. Dongzi, take Mr. Hua out,

use some special methods to make Mr. Hua change his mind. You should be responsible for Mr. Hua. After all, Mr. Hua does not give us less benefits. "

"Hey, hey! Don't worry, tiger. " The tall man beside the cuntou man said yes with a smile. Then he picked up the middle-aged man's back collar and walked towards the front passage.

At this time, the cuntou man turned his head, glanced at the businessmen who were still standing beside him, and said slowly, "what? Do you want me to help you change your mind when you stay here? "A group of people were scared by the words of "cuntouman". They all found reasons not to leave the place. But Neil looked at cuntouman with an interesting face. He didn't want to leave in a hurry, but wanted to know what kind of cuntouman was.

Cuntouman looked at Neil, but he didn't mean to embarrass him. Instead, he took out a bag of ten thousand bags of road from his pocket and handed one to me.

"Xin Yi'an, Dong Hu." Cuntou man looks at me with a smile and introduces himself.

Xin Yi'an?

It dawned on me. Just now, I was still thinking about how to make this middle-aged man change his mind, but suddenly a person who I didn't know his identity taught me a lesson.

Knowing the identity of this person, I can understand the reason.

I reached out and took the cigarette from the cuntou man, but it didn't light up. Instead, I played with it. "Mr. Zhang doesn't have to be angry. There are maggots everywhere. There are tens of millions of people in Hong Kong. We always get a few scum, don't we? It's not worth getting angry with Mr. Zhang for such a scum. " Cuntounan took a look at me and thought I was still angry. He took a puff of his cigarette and comforted me.

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