How is it working?
"It's great, much better than the one I used before, and it has a lot more features now."
"Then I'll have someone buy one for me to try."
Old Wei and Grandpa Pei started chatting about the cell phone issue, while over here, Ye Lao Er and his grand-nephew were also making their own plans:
Why don't you make one yourself and try it out?
Hong Kong?
Isn't my uncle living in Hong Kong?
Thinking of this, Tuanzi's eyes darted around a few times, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
Everyone heard what Lao Wei said on the phone. We're all ears.
So, although Ye Lao Er may not be very reliable, his group of playboy friends are all reliable.
They were almost at the point of fighting, but in the end, didn't they still send someone to deliver the tickets?
Old Wei just didn't want to talk to his old friend Ye Jiman right now, so he deliberately chatted with Master Pei, while occasionally glancing at a certain villain—that was their interaction, in a way. Anyway, he really didn't want to pay any attention to Ye Lao Er.
On the other side, the person who had been snoring loudly seemed to have been woken up by the voices. Thinking they were at home, they casually turned over...
With a "thud".
His rather muscular body simply fell off the sofa.
You can tell whether it hurts or not just by listening to the sound.
Sure enough, the man was instantly jolted awake by the pain, repeatedly saying:
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit..."
It seems that these two words are not just something Ye Lao Er likes to say; they are clearly a common phrase that the group of people use all the time.
As for Old Wei, Master Pei, and Second Master Ye, they all looked at the person who had fallen off the sofa with the same expression.
"Hey, Lao Shu, what exciting scene did you dream about?" Master Pei's words were always tinged with sarcasm.
Sure enough, they got so excited they fell off the sofa.
There's an old saying: Birds of a feather flock together.
Since Master Pei had spoken, Master Ye and Master Wei naturally couldn't be outdone:
"Hey Lao Shu, did you dream about your tigress or your little darling?"
Believe it or not, it was actually accurate. Old Shu did dream about his tigress, which is why he suddenly jumped off the sofa.
As people who have known each other for decades, we can naturally understand that expression.
Ye Lao Er was laughing so hard that he excitedly hugged his grand-nephew to his lap, slapping his thigh with his other hand.
"Hahaha, Lao Shu, why are you so afraid of your tigress? Look at me, I'm never afraid of my family."
Old Shu snorted at this moment:
"What's so scary about Su Wen? She's delicate and weak. You, Ye Lao Er, could flip her over with a single finger. You try it if it were my wife!"
Believe it or not, its sheer weight alone could crush you, Ye Lao Er!
Of course, no one doubted this. As for Old Shu's wife, tsk tsk tsk, I don't know how she was raised, she's almost 200 pounds, and it's scary when she walks, her flesh is always shaking.
Looking at Lao Shu, he's at most 120.
No wonder Old Shu gets scared awake even in his dreams.
The little figure sitting on Ye Lao Er's lap was constantly looking around, glancing at this and then that, and finally concluded:
The grandfathers around Grandpa Ye seem to be a lot of fun. Hmm, Tuanzi should play with them often in the future.
puff.
Can you imagine a group of powerful figures who have dominated the underworld for decades having a little kid following them around like a puppy, and they just can't shake him off?
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