sinovels Chapter 56 Big Brother, Your Pink Pig Runs Away 2
Chapter 56 Big Brother, Your Pink Pig Runs Away 2
"...Damn, uncle, are you blind?" Li Guanxing's brain became hot, and he forgot the identity of the person in front of him for a moment, and blurted out the foul words without thinking.
After so many years, he has recruited so many people for Fu Shiyu, and it's fine if he didn't catch any of them. In the end, he even picked a pig, which is a bit unreasonable.
Seeing the pink pig lying on the table and pressing the whole pig's face into the bowl, only the two flaps of the round butt can be seen, Li Guanxing was full of disgust.
... Could it be that uncle likes more sensual ones?
Li Guanxing pushed Xia Xia away in his arms in disbelief. He sat up straight, and stretched out his hand to grab this little pink pig into his arms, to see what kind of extraordinary abilities it had, and how it could do it. Get the favor of my uncle.
Fu Shiyu glanced at him lightly.
The man's eyes were narrow and long, and the glance he glanced at was not mixed with any emotion, but all the gentleness and refinement on his face disappeared, which made Li Guanxing see a hint of sinister warning from inside.
Even though it was midsummer, Li Guanxing felt that he couldn't help shivering due to the cold wind. His outstretched hand stopped abruptly in mid-air, turned a corner, and narrowly brushed the ear of the pink pig on the table. It grabbed a square cake from the plate in front of it and bit it in its mouth.
It seems that his uncle is really bewitched.
After finally clearing up the other items on the plate, Jiang Zuo raised his head and hiccupped contentedly, and was about to finish off the most delicious square cake that was left to eat at the end. Jiang Zuo raised his eyes and saw The plate suddenly became empty, Jiang Zuo: ...
Staring round the black pig eyes, Jiang Zuo arched his body anxiously, "huluhulu" and called out: ... huh? !Where's the square cake I saved for last? ! ! !
Suddenly feeling confused, Jiang Zuo raised his head and saw that the person who laughed at him just now was munching on the square cake he had saved for the last because he was reluctant to part with it. Kicking off his hind legs, he was about to pounce on him when he accumulated strength.
Fu Shiyu's upper body leaned forward slightly, stretched out his hand to pinch Jiang Zuo's little tail that was about to jump out, and pulled him towards him bit by bit.
The strength on the tail dragged Jiang Zuo to slide backwards. He was about to rush up to snatch the square cake back but was interrupted. Jiang Zuo screamed "huluhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu", and thumped a few hooves forward. Struggling, trying to stop the tendency to keep sliding backwards.
The force on the tail suddenly increased, and Jiang Zuo's entire small body was pulled on the table, and finally he was dragged and slid backwards.
Jiang Zuo: ...I'm very angry when I tell you.
The pink piglet was paralyzed on all fours in despair, and its chubby belly was like a ball full of air when it rubbed against the smooth table, it slid out with a loud "呵——" sound.
When passing by a round bowl, Jiang Zuo took a breath and jumped forward, his two front hooves tightly hugged the porcelain bowl filled with curry sauce, and slid towards Fu Shiyu together.
Fu Shiyu stretched out his fingers and untied the black cloth tied behind the head of the sullen little pig who was slumped on the table with the bowl in his arms.
His fingers were slender and clean, revealing the texture of warm jade under the dim light.
"Mr. Fu..." Qingqing, who was standing in the team, yelled, not because he didn't have the eyesight to see that Mr. Fu was not interested in them, but because losing to a pig would be too humiliating to them, isn't it? Are you saying that they can't even compare with pigs?
What's more, this pig doesn't know how to appreciate what they are eagerly pursuing. Isn't this a waste?
"This pig is dirty and smelly... Mr. Fu, please don't get your hands dirty..." Qingqing looked at the pig licking the curry sauce without any trace of contempt.
Jiang Zuo hugged the bowl, and stuck the soft and bulging meat powder belly on the cool smooth side of the bowl, breathed out comfortably, raised his eyelids lazily, and returned a look of contempt: Where did the pheasant come from? , please exit through the door over there.
Having said that, Jiang Zuo still got up, arching his nose to smell his body.
The body is not flexible enough, Jiang Zuo stretched his nose but still can’t reach the side of his body, the unwilling Jiang Zuo bent his head to the side of his body vigorously, and finally turned into a pig with a nose full of curry sauce The pig was running in circles chasing its tail.
Realizing that his behavior was a bit stupid, Jiang Zuo gave up and lay down on the ground, comforting himself with peace of mind: ... You are talking nonsense, I am obviously a curry-flavored Xiangjuju.
"Mr. Fu...People outside like to gossip. If you know that Mr. Fu has never liked a person in all these years, but today he chose a pig, the news might not sound good..."
Fu Shiyu leaned lightly on the sofa, with the corners of his mouth curled up, a smile that was not a smile, seemed interested, "...Oh? What's not good?"
He was well-dressed, and the gold-rimmed glasses softened the chiseled facial lines, making him look handsome, gentle, and extraordinary, and there was still a faint smell of tobacco in the air.
The man lowered his voice, and when he spoke, his voice was crisp and magnetic, and there was a soft feeling from the bottom of his ears, and the pigskin bumps on Jiang Zuo's body were about to fall off: Wow, brother, you have a subwoofer, what a coincidence, I'm Paige sound.
362: "..." What is the sound of Page? ? ?
...In short, please don't host too many dramas.
Li Guanxing had followed his uncle for so many years, and when he saw Fu Shiyu's expression, he knew that someone must be in trouble.
Li Guanxing helped the forehead, and gave the talkative Qingqing a look, signaling him to shut up quickly.
Seeing that the powerful and handsome Master Fu actually focused his attention on himself, Qingqing couldn't help but get carried away with complacency. He ignored Li Guanxing's gaze, and continued to say, "Yes..."
"I'm afraid that there may be rumors... that Mr. Fu has some strange hobbies..."
This brainless person still keeps his mouth shut. Could it be that he wants to implicate several other people?Li Guanxing gritted his teeth, jumped up and rushed forward, grabbed Qingqing's hair and slapped him hard on the face a few times.
He didn't control the strength of his strikes, and there was a loud "slap" when he dropped his palm, which echoed in the private room, and the sudden slap shook Jiang Zuo.
Fu Shiyu picked up the little piggy who was stunned on the table, put it on his lap, and hooked his limp piggy ears with his fingertips.
Li Guanxing said in a rough voice: "Who allows you to talk nonsense here? Hurry up!!"
There was a burning pain on her face, the face that was beaten was swollen, Qingqing bit her lower lip, her eyes were red, she pushed Li Guanxing away in a rush, and rushed out the door.
Tsk, I didn't even appreciate it, Li Guanxing spat, you should thank your grandpa for saving your life.
The door was wide open, and the bright light from the corridor outside came in, and the tall figures of two bodyguards stood like huge stones at the door.
Fu Shiyu's voice came out from the dark without slowing down:
"Sew his mouth shut."
His face was calm, with a refined and dignified look, as if what he was talking about was a very ordinary thing.
The people who heard it in the private room were so frightened that they dared not move, their legs almost went limp on the ground.
A bodyguard silently followed behind the man who had just rushed out of the private room.
The fingertips that landed on the head suddenly turned into a cold and terrifying poisonous snake, spitting out the cold snake letter in his ear, Jiang Zuo didn't dare to move, and wanted to cry: ... Ah!Why every time the target is this dead virtue...? !
362: ...you chose this time, so don't blame us.
Li Guanxing served Fu Shiyu a cup of tea respectfully, "Uncle, that person is not knowledgeable. I can assure you that these other people will never talk nonsense outside. Look..."
Fu Shiyu held the teacup to his lips and blew on it. He bowed his head and took a sip of the tea. Curly steam rose up, steaming his gentle face a little blurry.
The few standing people were trembling as if they were waiting for the verdict. When they came, the joyful expression on their faces had completely disappeared, leaving only a pale and defeated face.
Before the few people came, they were fascinated by the beautiful imagination of the future in their minds, and they forgot that although Mr. Fu looked elegant and refined, he was still the person who could make the whole Jincheng tremble three times with a light tap of a finger. Where is it that they have endured it?
The scrutinizing eyes fell on their faces, and the blood in their bodies was stiff, and they did not dare to move. Fu Shiyu put down the cup of tea, and wiped the water stains on the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, "Then put it back."
Several people breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words, their backs were soaked in cold sweat, and after blowing the air-conditioning, their entire backs became cold. go out the door.
"Let the person outside the door come in." Fu Shiyu lowered his eyes and ordered.
Lin Xuanyi was in a hurry because Jiang Zuo disappeared, worried that the big man sitting inside would deal with him like Wang Fugui, and just now he heard the order to sew up the mouth of the man just now, he was almost out of breath with fright .
Now that he was called to go in, Lin Xuanyi's eyes were dark, he glanced to the side, and after confirming several times that it was him who was called, he moved slowly and walked into the private room.
The missing pink piggy was already in the private room, Lin Xuan also heaved a sigh of relief, and his tense mood relaxed slightly.
"You make a price for this pig." Fu Shiyu put one hand on Jiang Zuo's pig's head.
362: The target is going to bring you home, congratulations, congratulations.
Not feeling anything gratifying at all, Jiang Zuo pursed his mouth and told himself to be strong and not to cry.
Looking at the pink pig host who wanted to deflate his mouth but pursed his mouth, and there was a ring of yellow-brown curry sauce around his mouth, 362 suddenly felt that the goal might be... want to take the host home to slaughter and make curry pork eat...
Worried that this person knew that the person in front of him was Fu Shiyu and would take the opportunity to open his mouth, Li Guanxing rushed to answer: "It's not easy to sell pigs... just sell it at today's pork price, who..." He pointed outside the door The waiter instructed, "You take a scale and weigh the weight of this pig...and you...you check the market price of pork today..."
Jiang Zuo: ...Get lost before I count to 1.
Lin Xuan also looked at the little pig squatting obediently on Fu Shiyu's lap.
In fact, this is not his pig, but when I was outside, I already said that it was raised by him, so if I take back what I said before, will my mouth be sewn up...?
"That... this pig," Lin Xuan also swallowed, not sure how much to say, "Two... 20 yuan...?"
Jiang Zuo: ...You die for me.
Fu Shiyu took the check book from the bodyguard, and Jiang Zuo went up to look at it secretly: I tell you, even if it is a pig, I am the most noble house in the village, the kind of noble house that will never be sold for less than 50 yuan.
Looking at the long string of zeros written by Fu Shiyu on the check, Jiang Zuo was dumbfounded, holding the check tightly and not letting go: Am I so valuable? Why don't I know? !
Li Guanxing, who had been secretly observing the pink pig, was startled, and muttered, "This pig...could it be pig essence..."
Angrily, Jiang Zuo pointed his pink butt at him: ... You are a pig, and your whole family is a pig.
The check full of zeros fell into Lin Xuanyi's hands. Holding the check, he was at a loss when he saw the amount.
Jiang Zuo's face was full of resentment, and he lay motionless on Fu Shiyu's lap: ...It's too much...Shouldn't I keep the money from selling myself for myself? ? ?
Seeing the pink piglet paralyzed depressedly, the tender pink all over his body seemed to have dimmed a lot, Fu Shiyu lowered his eyelids, wrote another check, and stuffed it into Jiang Zuo's little hoof.
The light in the private room was not good, Jiang Zuo lowered his head, he almost stuck his curry pig nose on the piece of paper in his hoof, squinted his eyes and counted the number of zeros on it.
Before he could finish counting, Jiang Fanhong's little brother Zuo was already radiant: ... Hee, hee hee, hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee... Sorry, cuteness can really do whatever it wants.