C328 Someone Is Treating Me to a Drink

After being a security guard at Hucheng Group, there was food and accommodation, work was very idle, and the old flat-head was very satisfied. In this very cold and cruel winter, it was considered very good to be able to find such a job.

Hence, he secretly made up his mind to change his past and his past, to be reborn, to be a new person, and to do a good job. He could not let down Fan Wenbin, who was both an old classmate and a good friend, and he could not be ashamed of his face.

Just like that, after a few days of ordinary and bland nights, they had just finished dinner and had nothing to do. Old Ping was lying on the bed and concentrating on playing the game "Landlord," when he received a very strange phone call.

When he picked up the phone, he found out that it was his old friend, Old Root. Speaking of their acquaintance and relationship, during this period of time, There was also a very interesting story.

"Old b * stard, where are you now?" On the phone, Old Root went straight to the point and asked, "Can you come to my place? I'll buy you a drink. "

It had been a long time since they last contacted each other since they left Daan and went to Shenzhen. Besides, when he heard that there was wine to drink, Old Ping immediately felt an itch in his throat. He was so happy that he almost jumped up.

According to the rules of the company's security department, regardless of whether it was during work or after work, they were not allowed to go out as they pleased. If there was really an important matter, they had to go out. They had to get the approval of Ma Jun, the head of the security department. Furthermore, they had to come back within the stipulated time.

Since the establishment of Hucheng Group, even though military management had been implemented, there were only a few young security guards who were not very obedient. They were self-righteous. Not only did they violate this rule, but they also tried to defend themselves. They were immediately sent away by Ma Jun.

Among them, there was a local young man in Daan who had lived in the Pugilistic World for a few years. His name was Han Hao. Because he was not willing to be managed, he deliberately provoked his superior. In the end, he was beaten black and blue by Ma Jun and left obediently.

This Han Hao was indeed worthy of being in society for a few years. He could be considered a person with some ability. After leaving Hucheng Group, he realized that it was better to be the boss than working for others.

Thus, at the foot of Wulan Mountain, opposite of Ma Shunsheng's "Horse's Sheep Meat" Qingzhen Restaurant, he opened a car repair factory called "Shunxi. " It was said that the business was quite good.

Of course, these things that had already passed, Chen Gu, had become familiar with each other after coming to Hua Cheng Corporation. When he had nothing to do, he heard an old security guard called Gao Chengli say it.

"Old Wu, don't think that you're a fellow classmate of Director Fan. You're used to wandering around in society, but you have to understand that you can't be ambiguous when working under Ma Jun. Oh, Old Wu, don't think that you're a fellow classmate of Director Fan. You're used to wandering around in society, but you have to understand that you can't be ambiguous when working under Ma Jun. Otherwise, you won't have a good end.

Gao Chengli, who was in his sixties, was introduced by Mei Beach's village chief, Gao Yiyong. He was also a distant uncle. He had been a security guard at the Hua Cheng Group's headquarters for four to five years and had some experience.

Before coming here, he had been at the gates of Jing'an for more than ten years. At the beginning of this year, deputy village head Gao Yeyong was transferred to Mei Tanxiang to be a village head. For the sake of his family, he recommended this uncle to Hua Cheng Corporation to be a security guard.

For some reason, Gao Chengli had never gotten married in his entire life. He was all alone. In order to protect this hard-earned job, he was usually very serious and responsible.

He saw that Gao Chengli was very serious and serious. The old flat-head asked in disbelief, "Lao Gao, Have you been beaten by Ma Jun before? Otherwise, why are you so afraid of him?"

Gao Chengli sneered and said with a rather resentful tone, "I've never been beaten, but I've been scolded many times. If you don't believe me, just wait and see.

The old flat-headed man had been in the society for many years. He knew that Gao Chengli was telling the truth. In his heart, he couldn't help but secretly warn himself that he was too busy to take advantage of the situation. Since he had just arrived, it was best not to anger Ma Jun, who had a violent temper.

Although he thought so in his heart, and because he had just come to Hucheng Group, the old man didn't say anything else. However, in his heart, he was very disapproving of Ma Jun's way of taking advantage of others.

Now, seeing that his old friend Old Root had suddenly called to invite him for a drink, Old Beak Head was naturally very happy. He hurriedly ran to the office of the security director and asked Ma Jun for a leave of absence. He said that he had something to do and wanted to go out for a while.

Ma Jun looked at Old flat-head's excited expression and thought to himself, CEO Fan has already told me the background of this old Jianghu. He also told me to be more careful in management and not let him leave the company casually.

Now, the sky was completely dark. Old Bighead said that he had something urgent to attend to and pestered me to take a leave of absence to go out. Should he agree to this leave or not?

"Department Head Ma, I do have something urgent to attend to and need to leave. " Lao Pingtou saw that Ma Jun was deep in thought and did not say anything. He felt a little anxious in his heart and said confidently, "I will definitely come back before 12 o'clock. "

Seeing the other party's anxious look, Finally, Ma Jun nodded his head. Before Lao Pingtou left, he reminded him again, "You must come back before 12 o'clock. "

Old Pink Head agreed very readily and immediately followed the address Old Root provided on the phone and walked swiftly towards Wulan Mountain.

At this time, the sky was already completely dark. The cold wind whistled as it rampaged through the streets and alleys. There were very few pedestrians, and the streets were deserted. There were only street lamps, which emitted a dim light in the cold wind.

After a while, he arrived at the entrance of the White Cloud Temple. Seeing Old Root waiting for him there, Old Root thought to himself, Don't think that Old Root is a garbage collector, and he is very loyal.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and birds of a feather flock together. Back then, after the two of them got to know each other, it was because their temperaments were similar that they were able to talk to each other. That was why they gradually got to know each other and became very good friends.

Speaking of the process of the two getting to know each other, it was also quite interesting. There was one time when he gambled in the East Pass, Old Pinch's luck was very red, winning a lot of money. Meanwhile, Old Root was completely unlucky. When the sun rose and the group dispersed, he lost everything.

This was the first time the two of them had met in their lives, and they had already decided on a winner and loser in the casino. Before this, they had never met. In fact, they had never even heard of each other's names.

Seeing that Old Root had lost all his money and had a pitiful look on his old face, a heroic spirit of saving lives and saving lives welled up in Old Pine's heart. He generously took out two hundred-dollar bills and said a very grand and majestic sentence in a clear voice.

Old Gen, it's not that you don't know how to gamble, it's just that your luck tonight was bad, and your luck was too bad. These two hundred yuan, Take it and use it. I don't want you to pay me back.

Old Gang was so touched by Old Gang's forthright words that he didn't know what to say. He held the two hundred yuan tightly and nodded at Old Gang as a form of thanks.

And so, the two of them got to know each other. Before they parted ways, they even left each other's cell phone number, saying that they would contact each other again if they had something to do.

This was a very polite way of talking, and they had been in society for many years. The old flat-headed man had seen too many things, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

However, he did not expect that a few days later, at noon, he suddenly received a call from Old Gang. He enthusiastically said that he would treat him to a meal and drink.

Old flat-head did not reject it and just ate a rather sumptuous meal with Old Root. He even drank a jin of white wine called "Black Orchid Alcohol" to his heart's content.

This Black Orchid Alcohol was produced by a local winery in Daan. The taste was mellow and not spicy. It was very good to drink, and the price was not high either. It was quite popular in the market.

Before they parted ways, Old Root said a lot of words of thanks. He even took out 200 yuan and handed it to Old Bian. He said that money couldn't be taken for free. If he borrowed it, he would return it. It wasn't difficult to borrow it again.

This time and again, Old Gen saw that Old Bian was very forthright and loyal. He was not a petty person. Old Bighead saw that Old Root had come from the countryside to collect trash from the city. However, he was very grateful and knew how to be grateful.

Thus, as time passed, these two wanderers, who had neither women nor family constraints, came and went from time to time because of gambling. They ate and drank together, and very quickly, they became very close friends.

Today, on this very cold winter night, Old Root could not sleep and was very bored. He called and invited Old Bitch to come to the old temple in the depths of Mount Wulan that he had coincidentally discovered to drink and chat.

It was already very late at night, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky. There were very few stars, but they were very bright, sparkling and flickering. The entire Black Orchid Mountain had long entered a very comfortable dream.

Under the dim candlelight, the wine was almost finished. Old Root said with a sigh, "Humans, they came to this world with great spirit. They only eat and drink for their entire lives. When they die, they close their eyes and kick their legs. They can't bring anything with them. "

A week ago, after Huang Cheng Zong Qiao Zhong openly snatched away the Gilded Silver Plate, Old Root returned to the county town. He was also worried that Qiao Zhong would find trouble with him, so he quietly hid in this shabby temple.

Later on, he took an opportunity to make a trip to the dilapidated courtyard that he previously rented and disposed of the remaining East, East, West and West Altar jars that could be valuable. He did not take another step down Wulan Mountain.

Tonight, lying alone in the run-down temple that was leaking wind, he could not help but think of the past. The more he thought about it, the more sad he felt. Naturally, he also had the thought of drinking to relieve his worries.

Thus, he called his good friend, Old Bighead, and wanted to invite him to Mount Wulan to drink with him. Old Root knew that even though he knew a lot of people, Old Bighead was the one who knew him the best and was able to speak with him.

"Old Bighead, you tell me, I told you. Is that right? People live in this world. Today, I'm going to fight for this and that tomorrow, but in the end. . . Nothing is their own.

When he saw Old Root drinking too much, Old Fart's flat head also released a very heavy sigh. He said with a bitter smile, "Older brother, you're right. When people come into this world, everything is fake, all empty. Only this wine and meat can be f * cking real if they eat it in their own stomachs"

Then, he picked up the bowl of wine and handed it to Lao Gen. He said loudly and generously, "Come, brother, let me give you a bowl of wine. "

Just like that, the two of them drank and chatted. Soon, two catties of melanol were consumed. At this moment, Old Ping felt that he was in a hurry to pee, so he hurriedly ran out to pee. When the mountain wind blew on him, he couldn't help but shiver and feel very comfortable.

After he finished peeing, when he had just returned to the temple entrance, he suddenly felt a strong hand push him from his back, and his body involuntarily fell to the ground.

The moment he fell to the ground, he turned around and saw two tall men holding torchlights with hideous smiles on their faces. Like the legendary demons and monsters, they walked into the temple fiercely.