Chapter 8: Good to Come Again
Just as I was in a half-dreaming state, Phoenix Legend awakened me once again, with an utterly piercing sound
Shut up, how many shells do you have?
Alright, consider it as if I didn't ask
The old dog said he wants to transform the bar into a bar and private detective agency. Private detectives are quite popular now, and we have integrated several functions that could almost rival an Apple phone, capable of handling any kind of task. He has also standardized some industry rules, such as requiring a financial report for each operation, and everyone must sign to ensure fairness. Furthermore, the money will still be kept on the current card, but anyone who needs to use the funds must obtain an expenditure proof from the accountant, Xiao Yue, and then go to the cashier, Xiao Yue, to withdraw money. Xiao Yue is responsible for accounting for each person's income and expenses every month. I find this process too cumbersome, and my viewpoint is strongly supported by others. However, the old dog does not share this perspective; he believes in formalizing, scaling, and corporatizing this business, aiming to make our detective agency known to more people. Therefore, even if it is merely a formality, there must be rules and regulations in place. I find this process too cumbersome, and my viewpoint is strongly supported by others. However, the old dog does not share this perspective; he believes in formalizing, scaling, and corporatizing this business, aiming to make our detective agency known to more people. Therefore, even if it is merely a formality, there must be rules and regulations in place.
The entire afternoon, the bar was in a state of suspension, as the old dog proposed to close for a period of reorganization. This left the retired officials in a difficult position, as they could only endure their time in the unsavory environments of mahjong parlors or game rooms, places filled with a mix of people that they no longer cared about.
Who is it? Is there something going on? I only recently discovered that I have a bad temper when I wake up.
I... I suppose I will eat here. Upon hearing this, I felt a tightness in my chest, as I did not expect this old rascal to be so utterly impolite
I am actually quite concerned about the 60,000 yuan that Old Wang Ba owes me, but he only left me his phone number, and I forgot to ask him to give me a call. Now, I can only rely on Old Wang Ba's sincere and honest character.
However, during this period, Xiaoyue and Bifang still went out shopping, while Laogou began to study books on economic management and business operations, and Xiaolizi continued to pursue junior high school English at wwwhetushucomcom. Thus, I was left as a tragic figure with nothing to do, turning over and over on the sofa
Western restaurant Old Wang Ba touched here and there, so happy that he no longer stuttered. We often forget that Old Wang Ba is a genuine Cambridge graduate and a seasoned returnee who has traveled through twelve countries in Europe, so Western cuisine is probably not a problem for him
I cleared my throat: "How much did your shell sell for?"
Little Li exclaimed: "Oh dear, my goodness, you have been taken advantage of. If you had said earlier that you wanted to sell, you could have sold it to me for two hundred thousand."
At this moment, Aunt Wang's phone call also came in, informing us that the landlord had arrived to show us the store, bringing an end to Xiao Li's sorrowful drama
After Old Wang Ba finished washing the dishes, I told him that I had a question to ask, but he didn't need to answer it; he just needed to respond in his heart. He looked at me with confusion, but still nodded.
I am quite curious about what matters he wants to discuss with me: "What is it?"
This time, Xiaoyue did not translate; Old Wangba said it himself: "Ten ... ... ten ... ... one hundred eighty thousand"
At the entrance of our bar, Bifang gazed at the sign of our Shanhai Bar for a long time and said, "What do you think, should we change it to Sheraton Bar?"
Upon seeing that I had received the IOU, he hesitated for a moment and said: "There is still... can you help... help me find a place? I... I want to open a restaurant"
At that moment, I sensed the expressions of those around me discussing how to renovate and strategizing on how to collaborate with our bar became frozen, as if the air had solidified
Old Wang Ba felt a bit embarrassed when I brought up this matter, scratching the back of his head: "At that time... I was in a hurry and forgot."
"He is just being foolish after having eaten well; where have you seen such a 2 person?" Li Zi said
What kind of restaurant are you planning to open? I walked around the empty store and found that the layout of this place is very similar to our bar, probably developed by the same developer
I believe that Western restaurants should generally have names that are somewhat Westernized, such as Maxim or Baikal, as these types of names are more striking
What is your store going to be called
Ya'er is his fiancée. He opened a restaurant to earn some money to support Ya'er, and the funds to open the restaurant came from selling his own shell to a traditional Chinese medicine shop
I looked at the phone that was buzzing and wondered how it could still work after falling into the water It was quite strange
At that moment, Xiaoyue replied: "I lack money, because Ya'er’s father has been diagnosed with a tumor and needs surgery, but there are no funds."
At that moment, a sudden thought struck me: "I said, if you have this 180,000, why do you still need to rob a bank"
"A bank robber, what kind of character do you expect from him?" The old dog just keeps bringing me down
We sat around the old turtle, and I began to question him as if he were a criminal: "Why did you rob the bank"
We are all stunned, is this really possible? First, there is an old turtle with a fiancée, which is quite the gossip. Second, there is even a turtle that can sell its own shell, and it was sold to a traditional Chinese medicine shop. A shell that is over 7,000 years old is at least worth the same as a 3,000-year-old ginseng. Ah, love, indeed the most terrifying thing in the world.
Then I implored Xiaoyue: "Later, you be his translator, I really can't stand him anymore; chatting with him could shorten my life by several decades"
"It is I, Wu Weiguo." His voice on the phone was steady and powerful, not stuttering at all
Well, we have something to attend to, so we are leaving now. Next time, bring Ya'er to play. I decisively led everyone away from that old turtle, truly unsure if this toxic atmosphere would be contagious
Due to our good relationship with Aunt Wang, and the landlord's good rapport with her as well, we successfully negotiated the price and quickly helped Old Wang sign the contract. The rent and other terms were quite reasonable, not excessively high, and Old Wang was quite agreeable, renting for a duration of two years.
He took a piece of paper out of his pocket, unfolded it, and handed it to me: "This... this is the IOU for the sixty... sixty thousand yuan. It may take some time... to pay you back."
We generally do not chat much, and indeed, we have hardly spent a few days apart throughout the year. Maintaining this for so many years, it would be strange if we could still talk endlessly. Therefore, during our leisure time, Xiaoyue usually goes shopping with Bifang, buying all sorts of little trinkets to eat or play with. The rest of us typically engage in playing landlord or sleeping, and at most, the three of us team up online to play mahjong, taking advantage of the unsuspecting public. Xiaoyue goes shopping with Bifang, buying all sorts of little trinkets to eat or play with. The rest of us typically engage in playing landlord or sleeping, and at most, the three of us team up online to play mahjong, taking advantage of the unsuspecting public.
I finished the call with Lao Wang and gestured a V: "They said the landlord will come tonight. Are you having dinner here? Or should I wait for your call"
I believe opening a steamed bun shop in this place might have some potential, but as for opening a Western restaurant, who knows if the retired elderly folks around here have that kind of taste. However, it wouldn't be nice to dampen Old Wang's enthusiasm. If it really doesn't work out, we can always switch to a steamed bun shop after he has run the Western restaurant for half a year. With the cost of living in a small city, his 180,000 can still hold up.
Oh, Old Wu, are you going on a blind date today? Seeing his attire, I felt as if I had returned to the early years of the last century, a time filled with the desire for popular broadcasts.
Old Wang laughed and said: "Good morning... I had already thought it through, come to the Western restaurant after you get a good review."
"Don't... don't mention it, I want to discuss something with you..." A tall guy, over 1.8 meters, actually blushes at the mention of blind dates. Isn't he still a single man? I am in my twenties and still single, which is understandable, but this guy is several thousand years old, and he's still a foreign returnee. If he is still single, he must definitely need to see a urologist.
Oh, one... and a book... Old Wang Ba also felt that his advice was misplaced, so he retracted his neck and remained as still as a mountain
Xiaoyue has never refused my requests, so this time she agreed as usual
"That's not right, there isn't even a single receipt for the income, it's still just a verbal agreement," the old dog said, hesitating for a long time in the income column of the financial statement before speaking to us
Oh? It's you? Is there something you need? Why aren't you stuttering anymore? As a creditor, one must possess the demeanor and resolve of a creditor, sweeping away all signs of discontent.
During dinner, we quietly glanced at Old Wang Ba while eating, as his way of eating was truly amusing. He would take a mouthful of plain rice, chew for three minutes, and then swallow. After that, he would pick up a piece of meat or a vegetable, chew for another three minutes, and swallow. By the time we finished our meal and watched the evening news, he was still at it.
It seems that we incurred a loss on this order. The next day, when Xiaoyue listed the expenses, we indeed found that we had lost money. The income consisted of a single IOU from Old Wang, while there were over thirty items of expenditure, such as Old Dog's clothes, my shoes, Lizi's pants, and Xiaoyue's hat, with Bi Fang having no expenses at all. The taxi fare was not reimbursed, along with the water and gas fees for bathing, and also the small toy that Xiao Lizi bought to calm Bi Fang down. All of this counts as costs, and we gained nothing from it. The taxi fare was not reimbursed, along with the water and gas fees for bathing, and also the small toy that Xiao Lizi bought to calm Bi Fang down. All of this counts as costs, and we gained nothing from it
It turns out he still has some requests of me, this old rascal, truly not foolish. But who can blame me for being a naturally good-hearted person? I helped him by calling Aunt Wang, the director of our neighborhood committee. Her husband often comes to our place to hang out, so we've become quite familiar over time. Aunt Wang said my inquiry was quite timely, as there happens to be a vacant place available here, and it's quite affordable. If I want to take a look, she can help me get in touch.
I personally believe that Old Wang Ba must be facing some unspeakable difficulties; otherwise, given his character, he does not resemble the kind of fierce and ruthless masked bandit who would rob a bank. Indeed, Old Wang Ba is a code bandit; seeing how professionally he codes, I suspect he must be hiding goods that are not in accordance with the pictures and books of good things.
"I don't stutter when I make phone calls; I only act that way when I meet people. I'll come to find you this afternoon." After saying this, he hung up the phone, as if it were inconvenient for him to talk.
I did not understand: "What does Bentley mean?"
I also called Chen Pangzi when I was extremely bored and asked him about the forest fire. It sounded like he was speaking with his back teeth clenched. However, he ultimately gave me a piece of advice: never cause trouble in your own area, as it would not only bring him great trouble, but ours would also be considerable. I cautiously agreed, fully believing this. Are we really going to Beijing and Shanghai to wreak havoc, only to hide in the deep mountains for the rest of our lives? Therefore, while the game can sometimes be modified, the rules must still be strictly adhered to; otherwise, we would face dire consequences. I cautiously agreed, fully believing this. Are we really going to Beijing and Shanghai to wreak havoc, only to hide in the deep mountains for the rest of our lives? Therefore, while the game can sometimes be modified, the rules must still be strictly adhered to; otherwise, we would face dire consequences.
He is indeed quite Bentley now, Bi Fang said
We: `` Good ... ... ''
Old Wang Ba, upon seeing that his shell could cause such a reaction from others, hurriedly advised: "No... no... it's nothing, I... I... I... I still have."
I kept the IOU safe, and I looked at this old turtle with great curiosity. Isn't he too honest? If I were him, I would definitely have disappeared without a trace
Is the gossip out? What a kind-hearted turtle! I continue to ask: "Who is Ya'er? What kind of restaurant are you planning to open? Where is the money coming from?"
Little Li dejectedly said to us: "The turtle shell is the best carrier of spiritual energy. When I draw talismans, if I use its shell as a material box, the power increases by at least 20%. This thing is rare and hard to come by." Little Li looked as if he had lost his own child, his face filled with sorrow
Bifang glanced at me and ignored me
Old Wang Ba arrived not long after, and today he was dressed much more decently than last time, in a suit and leather shoes. Although the suit looked quite cheap, he appeared much more cheerful overall
Bifang quietly expressed her opinion on this: "If my husband eats like that, I would find a way to mix fifty cents' worth of rat poison into his food"