The middle-aged uncle introduced Yan Zhixu and others.
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, "Which of you will inform Boss Huang that Aunt Guo's nephew and niece-in-law have brought the goods."
The others hurriedly turned around and ran towards the luxuriously decorated villa with excited faces.
Only if Boss Huang chooses them first will they have the opportunity to choose people, which is naturally extraordinarily positive.
The villagers blocked the water around the door, stood on tiptoe one by one, and looked at the white van with curiosity.
"Cough, cough, that eldest nephew, can you open the car door first and let us see how this batch of goods is going?"
"I said Mrs. Liu, where did you come from to say such words? Dare to pick in front of Boss Huang, are you tired of living?"
"Hey, I don't want to do this either. Who let the woman my youngest son married get beaten to death when she ran away? The old woman bought it for 12,000 yuan, and she thinks about running away all day long.
...
Hearing the conversation between the two women in their forties, Yan Zhixu's eyes turned to their positions.
The middle-aged woman who was full of anger and complaining was ordinary in appearance, and even looked a bit fierce and brutal.
He was dressed plainly, a floral shirt, a pair of faded jeans, a pair of black cloth shoes, and an apron. He should have been washing dishes just now.
From the dialogue, we can probably understand that this person is the family who bought Funaine in the first place.
Madam Liu's mouth went on and on, and she frowned unhappily when she saw Yan Zhixu's clothes.
He pouted, "I said eldest nephew, what is your daughter-in-law wearing? She shows her arms and legs, and she doesn't look good for you."
Aunt Guo's nephew-in-law is not only from the city, but she is not very good looking.
Before Yan Zhixu said anything, Fu Shimo's dark eyes fell on Mrs. Liu.
He was the first to explain, "This dress is very good, and since ancient times, married wives and virtuous people, peerless youth will eventually grow old."
Seeing him defending this daughter-in-law like this, Mrs. Liu pursed her lips in disgust, her eyes still disgusted, but she didn't speak again.
"Boss Huang is here!"
With a shout, everyone consciously gave up a path. Behind Boss Huang, several burly thugs walked slowly under everyone's attention.
With a cane in his hand, he walked in a strange way, and he seemed to be limping with a lot of injury to his leg.
"..."
Fu Shimo noticed Boss Huang's walking posture, and his eyes under the lens were thoughtful. It's not the case for people who are really lame and injured.
"Oh, my dear brother, I'm sorry, there was a guest in the house who couldn't come to pick you up right away. You've worked hard all the way."
Boss Huang walked in front of everyone.
His voice was hoarse and hoarse, but his face was surprisingly gentle and refined.
Wearing a black hand-made custom suit, with a delicate cane in his hand, with a gem inlaid at the top, he looks like a sophisticated businessman.
"It's not hard."
"It's Boss Huang. When my aunt was chatting with me, she mentioned that you are in good health. When did your leg hurt?"
Fu Shimo stretched out his hand and shook Boss Huang. The man had a layer of calluses on his fingertips, and he didn't look like a businessman who didn't do heavy work.
As soon as his voice fell, Boss Huang's doubts were partially dispelled.
There was a smile in his eyes, "I accidentally bumped into it today, it's not in the way, it's just a minor injury."
Yan Zhixu also noticed the slight change in expressions on the other's face, and knew that Boss Huang's leg might not be injured.
This time it's a test.