Shenhao starts from fishing

In front of Jinniu Building.

Qiu Yutong waved goodbye to Ding Shuo riding a motorcycle.

Then he held the juice that Ding Shuo bought for himself, and took two sips lightly, her eyebrows frowned.

She looked down at her indescribable part, showing a trace of displeasure on Qiao's face.

Why is papaya juice?

My goodness, he thinks I'm young, right?

...

At the same time, Long'an Platinum Palace.

Yu Tengfei and his wife hosted a banquet for their three-year-old daughter.

You don't need to cook it yourself, the meals and cakes are all customized by five-star hotels.

The reason why the birthday place is chosen at home has only one purpose-to show off!

He wanted to tell this group of friends that when he sold roasted corn at a street stall, he even had two thousand dollars for his wife to give birth to a child. Yu Tengfei was hitting the wall with his friends, and when the salted fish turned over, he now has 50,000 yuan. One more level of Long'an Platinum Palace.

This kind of thing is just like dreaming.

It also made Yu Tengfei a very bad habit.

He always twisted his thigh from time to time to see if he was really dreaming?

So that when I take off my pants, my thighs are all blue and purple.

"Tengfei, your house is really good! How much did you buy for one level?"

"Well, it's okay, forty-eight thousand, full price!" Seeing the enviable expression on his friend's face, Yu Tengfei was extremely comfortable.

"It's a fraud, now the house price has risen again?"

"It seems to have gone up a bit, in the early fifty thousand. If it weren't for the tight hand at the time, I would buy Zone B. The scenery along the lake is better!"

"Mr. Yu, we old classmates, you are the best mix, when will you take us?"

"Hehe, you can't do anything in my industry. You get dark, dirty and tired." Yu Tengfei said with a smile. He is now working as a water source and specializes in supplying fresh shrimps and live fish to some big hotels.

The drinks and dishes ordered in advance have not been delivered.

Several men were sitting in the living room, drinking and waiting for Longjing, and chatting.

However, too much flattery has alienated the relationship between each other.

The children played in the yard and seemed to be influenced by adults. Several older children, with a little less innocence on their faces, began to compare whose shoes were more expensive.

A few women went to the restaurant on the second floor, petty bourgeoisie drinking coffee, nibbling melon seeds, talking about how to educate their children, about a certain hit variety show "Brothers Overcoming Thorns", and talking about the hottest TV series "What's the matter with 30" , Talk about the collision of rationality and sensibility, talk about how to keep the skin better, and unconsciously talk about art...

"Mom Feifei, this painting in your house is not bad, is it the one you said last time?" one of the fashionable women asked.

"Yes, that's the one. I visited dozens of galleries and finally got it back." Chen Jingjing nodded.

"It's really good, it feels so much more artistic than the one in my living room." The fashionable woman said while licking melon seeds.

"The one in your house is an idyllic landscape, and it is indeed lower in grade."

"Quietly, is this a copy of yours?" another woman asked with her coffee.

"I also suspected that it was a copy at the beginning, and I specially asked an expert to show it. I didn't expect that the expert said it was a genuine product, and the market price was at least 500,000 yuan." Chen Jingjing said proudly that this painting was originally matched by her. I thought I really picked up the treasure.

"Wow, I'm so envious. When will you take us to that gallery?"

"If you want to go, I'll take you around after lunch later. It's not very far, just over the antique street."

"Yeah……"

...

After Ding Shuo rode out from the Constellation Square on a motorcycle, he waited for the traffic lights and called Zhu Daneng.

After the bell rang for a long time, Zhu Daneng answered the call, and said stammeringly: "What's the matter? I'm clearing the drain for a client."

Ding Shuo knew that the kid couldn't be idle: "When will you be finished? It's kind of business to find you."

"Let me take a look, it will take about half an hour to clear the sewers and go to the basement to change her light bulb."

"All right, then you are busy, remember to come to the gallery when you are done."

"Okay~~Brother."

After hanging up the phone from Zhu Daneng, Ding Shuo rode a motorcycle across the intersection, vaguely feeling that someone was following him behind him, he couldn't help frowning slightly, did he want to do it in broad daylight?

He increased the accelerator, walked through the traffic, and glanced behind him through the rearview mirror.

Sure enough, three men on motorcycles followed him like a shadow.

It seems that when they go out at noon, they are eyeing themselves.

Ding Shuo speeded up and threw them away for a certain distance, but it didn't take long for them to catch up again.

In desperation, Ding Shuo had to turn into an unfinished building on the side of the road.

Since they want to fight, find a place that won't destroy the public property.

The grassy yard was full of debris. Ding Shuo stopped and turned off the fire. He took off his helmet and hung it on the handlebar. As soon as he lighted himself a cigarette, the three little hapless guys chased him up.

Ding Shuo took a sip of a cigarette and glanced up at the three gangsters. Qiao Yuesen was not among them, but three strange faces.

They jumped off their motorcycles, holding swing sticks in their hands, and surrounded them.

"Brother Gun sent you over?" Ding Shuo asked, narrowing his eyes.

One of the triangular eyes took off his helmet and stared at Ding Shuo fiercely: "You know Brother Gun!"

Another gangster also took off his helmet, his green hair looked particularly dazzling, he chewed the gum and said, "So, that traitor really betrayed the stick..."

The third bastard didn't take off his helmet, but his gaze was even more fierce. He curled his mouth and said in a lazy tone: "Heh...Is it still necessary to guess? Just think about it with your ass and you will know that it was the Arsenal kid who ventilated him. I've reported it, or if so many brothers were sent out last night, how come this guy didn't even hurt his root hair?"

Triangular eyes spit out thick sputum: "I've seen their brothers upset for a long time, and success is more than failure!"

Green Mao was chewing gum: "So he deserves to be beaten like that."

The little bastard who didn't take off his helmet, with a "click", threw out three swing sticks: "Don't talk nonsense, make a quick decision..."

Three minutes later, Ding Shuo rode out slowly from the courtyard of the unfinished building on a motorcycle.

Riding to the gate of the compound, he propped on one foot, waved a touch of dust on his chest, and then put on his helmet without any haste, whistling and walking away.

As soon as he left his front foot, the three beaten up punks with swollen noses and swollen noses got up from the ground wailing...

"It's over, he blinded me, I can't see anything, my throat seems to be hurt, I'm a bit out of breath..."

"Brother Qiang, your helmet is reversed!" Triangular eyes reminded.

The little bastard who didn't take off his helmet turned his helmet 180 degrees. Then he lay on the ground and heaved a sigh of relief. The bitterness in his eyes disappeared, with a smirk on his face: "Yes, I'm scared to death. I have to go next month. Blind date..."

"Cough cough cough cough..." Lu Mao knelt on the ground and coughed for a long time before spitting out the gum stuck in his throat, "Did anyone of you just see how I was knocked down?"

The triangle-eyed and the young man without his helmet shook his head at the same time.

Lu Mao's expression was shocked: "After a long time, he is a practitioner!"

Triangular eyes nodded: "Yes, he moved too fast, not to mention the three of us, it is three stick brothers who are going together. They may not be his opponents, right?"

The little bastard who didn't take off his helmet felt his brain buzzing: "What did he say when he was leaving?"

Triangular eyes scratched his head: "It seems to mean that I will trouble him again next time and let Brother Gun come over in person."