Chapter 6

"Good! I think it's the first time you take a bus, and you'll lose money. " The car owner took the money and took Duan Hong away. In fact, Duan Hong could not take this kind of tricycle, but this is the first time he has come to Suzhou City alone in four years. He is curious about everything. Sitting in the rickshaw, his eyes look around, and his identity seems to be much higher. When he stopped at a traffic light, a Passat passed him. The power window was opened. Inside, a cool man with sunglasses spat out a mouthful of thick sputum, which just landed on Duan Hong's jeans“ Damn it Duan Hong, in an emergency, scolds Wu rexue. With a scornful smile, Kunan closes the window and flies away. Duan Hong pointed to the back of the car and cried, "catch up, I have to stab him in the anus with a big spoon!" This dirty word was learned by Shizong kugen. The owner of the car was secretly pleased: call you arrogant, this is the reward of giving me two yuan, cool“ Boss, don't you see what kind of car they are? You want me to go after Passat? Why don't you ride a snail after a rabbit The car owner said sarcastically. Duan Hong gasped for breath and threw his pants. The phlegm on his pants looked like cowhide. He couldn't get rid of it. When the car owner didn't pay attention, he picked up the cushion and wiped the phlegm away. This guy is not a good thing. He is sour. The owner of the car hummed a little song, slowly stopped the tricycle and said, "the boss is here." Duan Hong got out of the car and watched the car owner leave, laughing in his heart: it's not sure who's in trouble. Later, the rickshaw pulled a powerful big brother. As a result, all the phlegm stuck on the big brother, and the boss's excrement almost came out. Looking at the building in front of him, Duan Hong's heart beat faster. He took out his business card again to confirm the location and thought to himself: what will he ask me to do? What kind of director? Manager? It seems that I'm not so good. The most important thing in kuchan temple is to listen to some old monks boasting and farting. I'm good at nothing except drinking, cooking and Kung Fu. By the way, I can be a cook in it! Duan Hong pushed open the revolving fiberglass door and went in. The first thing he saw was the ivory white jade floor tiles. Duan Hong could see his shabby reflection from the floor. There are five marble pillars on each side, which are surrounded by three people. The pillars are carved with lifelike flying dragons, either calm or roaring. The whole hall looks solemn and gorgeous.