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Although these wives Guan Yan always say that they love their daughter-in-law, seeing Xu Dian's virtue almost gave up the one who was her grandmother.

Although I talked so much nonsense before, I criticized Xu Dian. In fact, I also knew that Xu Dian was really trapped this time. I guess he really fell in love with Huang Xiaoxiao. If you want to talk about what kind of identity Xu Dian is, his family is a wealthy businessman. If you don’t talk about anything else, it’s not easy to pick up girls.

When Xu Dian and I were single, I heard about some of his glorious years before, such as setting up a second-tier star's appointment. Of course, it is probably a bragging nature, but this guy is sure to be a woman, and he doesn't know how to do housework in normal times. Unlike now, he volunteers to wash clothes in order to escape and eat.

After marriage, men are indeed unreliable. Before marriage, they brag about how they can make their daughter-in-law obey after marriage. As a result, it is another matter after marriage.

After Xu Dian was full, he left my kitchen with a bright face. Brother Xiang and I looked at each other and shook our heads. This guy is ruined. Don’t think he will pay for drinking in the future. I bet that if he can get money to take the bus in the future, he will probably have to thank his daughter and ancestors for their gifts.

After Xu Dian left, I also told Brother Xiang that Wu Jiu would come to Chongqing soon. However, Brother Xiang said that Xu Dian would get married soon and the wedding would be six days left. If I go to the underworld this time, wouldn’t it take a long time?

I thought about it this way, and I decided to discuss it after the master comes and see if I can attend Xu Dian’s wedding before going!

I slept quite early tonight, and I have to go to the airport to pick up my master tomorrow morning?

I woke up the phone early the next morning. When I saw that it was Brother Xiang. When I answered the phone, Brother Xiang said in a daze on the other side of the phone: "Huizi, come here and ask me to get up. Remember, don't sleep in!" After that, he hung up the phone, and it seemed that he had not woken up.

Damn, who is this person? He ran to Brother Xiang's room and sang and farted at his head. He used a lot of methods to finally wake him up. We just wore T-shirts casually. This outfit was a snicker suit, which was 50 yuan a piece on the roadside. It was the kind of dress that others knew it was a snicker at first sight.

Brother Xiang and I saw the time, it was already 8:30. So we quickly washed up, ran downstairs, and ran to a fried dough stick stall downstairs to buy two pieces of fried dough sticks and soy milk. It cost me five dollars? The girl who sells soy milk looks twenty-four or five years old, with a slutty face on her face and looked at Brother Xiang and me with contempt. Brother Xiang and I ignored her and looked at her.

Why is this girl so snobbish? It's true that a fat man in his thirties and smooth face next to him was also having dinner, and the girl in a suit gave her several charming eyes.

Brother Xiang couldn't see it and asked at the uncle: "Uncle, where did you buy your suit? It's so beautiful!"

As a result, Brother Xiang was stared at him.

After a while, a fiery Ferrari parked not far from the fried dough stick shop. A middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a suit and a pair of sunglasses walked towards Brother Xiang and me, and the one who came was Uncle Cong.

Brother Xiang and I are worthy of being in tune with each other. Brother Xiang asked me: "I am not bad, right? It's too troublesome to drive all day long. He used to be a professional racer!"

"It's okay, it's a little worse than the female driver of my Lamborghini's D-cover model. Please force me!" I responded shamelessly, and the maozi girl in the fried dough stick shop turned us white, then quickly tidied her hair and looked at Uncle Cong with anticipation.

Uncle Cong probably heard the conversation between me and Brother Xiang. No matter how he was, he was in the industry of fooling people! His reaction ability was so fast that he walked to Brother Xiang and said loudly: "Good morning, my grandfather, today's itinerary is to negotiate business with the general agent of the British branch. I have put all the documents in the car!"

It is worthy of being a professional and lying person. Uncle Cong's expression is like a big butler. Although the maozi girl behind us looked unbelievable before, Uncle Cong came with a Ferrari. Uncle Cong's famous brand was called Master Xiang at this time. This girl immediately regarded Brother Xiang as the eldest master who came out to experience life.

The girl asked Brother Xiang with her eyes flashing: "That young master, didn't you ask me about my phone number just now? My phone number is 155xxxxxxx..."

Brother Xiang walked up to the girl like the tall, rich and handsome male protagonists in the TV series and said, "Wait a minute, I'll come to you to drink soy milk, don't leave~"

"Well, I will wait for you for the rest of my life!" This girl probably watched a lot of soap operas. Seeing her red face, she almost fainted from excitement.

I saw Uncle Cong’s face also turned red, probably because he wanted to laugh, but now it was too embarrassing to laugh. He held back his smile and said, “Young Master, the meeting is about to begin. Should we set off?”

"Shredded pork, you have to wait for me, I will come back!" Brother Xiang had already grabbed the hands of this Maziniu at some point.

"Jack, go! I will definitely wait for you!"

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In Uncle Cong’s car, Uncle Cong and I were almost laughing to death, and they were paralyzed. The girl’s head was too simple. After laughing enough, Uncle Cong said to Brother Xiang: “My Master Jack, we should go to the airport and get on the seat. Didn’t you say that I used to be a professional racer? Next, let’s show you the limit speed of a professional racer!”

Then I saw Uncle Cong step on the accelerator with big feet all of a sudden.

"vomit……"

I became vomiting wildly at the airport gate at a trash can, and I was paralyzed. I had never taken such a fast car in my life.

Brother Xiang was not much better, lying on the ground to breathe? He was so angry that he had no energy. Uncle Cong was holding a cigarette next to him and said calmly: "You are much better than your master. When your master took my car for the first time, he almost vomited his stomach!"

"Am I so inferior?" Suddenly a voice came from beside us. I turned my head and looked, wow.

"Brother Xiang, hurry up and see if this is not bin Laden. My god, my buddy, you didn't let Lao Ma kill him, why did you come here!" I looked at the 'bin Laden' in front of me and held back my smile and started to sarcasm.

Of course this is not something bin Laden, but my master, but he was wearing a white Arab robe, with a beard on his jaw and a round hat on his head, just like a foreigner. If he hadn't been able to tell who he was, I wouldn't have recognized that this was my master.
Chapter completed!