Let’s go, get in the car.”

Cai Gen breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn it, it’s scary, okay?

Such a huge battle, surrounded and intercepted.

There are so many people here just to treat yourself to a meal?

He glanced at Xiong Haizi and then at the pile of luxury cars.

"You first ask them to park the car in the parking space.

Now that the Internet is so developed, the impact of such a big movement is not good.

Blocking traffic is unnecessary and a waste of public resources."

Um?

Such details?

I have a strong sense of public morality.

Xiong Haizi waved his hands to various elders and motioned them to park the car.

Seeing the luxury cars moving, Cai Gen felt secretly happy.

Such words have weight and are indeed quite intoxicating.

In the past, when I spoke to myself, even high school students who left their bicycles indiscriminately would not listen.

"Okay, let's go, get in my car.

Just park your RV and you can't lose it.

I didn't expect you to hide it so well.

Open a local pickup truck to hide your identity and keep the entire snack shop low-key.

Once out the door, there is no hiding anymore.

You’ll enjoy this big RV.”

Cai Gen stood still, looked at Xiong Haizi, and smiled softly.

"Your grandpa wants to treat me to dinner?"

Xiong Haizi's face was full of confusion. He had expressed it very clearly just now.

Moreover, my grandfather’s name was also reported.

In the Northeast, Feng Shui master.

A bunch of real estate bosses lined up to curry favor with grandpa, but none of them got a chance.

Why did Cai Gen start to question it?

Is it just too surprising that you can’t believe it?

Forget it, I'd better cooperate on my own.

"Yes, it's true.

My grandfather.

Feng shui master.

Taoist orthodoxy.

The 987th generation descendant of Yunyun Temple in Beijing.

The founder of Chai Chai Yao.

A famous fortune teller in Northeast China.

Vice President of Northeast Real Estate Chamber of Commerce.

Vice President of the Northeast Funeral Industry.

Permanent director of the Northeast Hell House Council.

Mr. Xiong Chumo wants to treat you to a meal.

It’s true, don’t be nervous.”

Cai Gen was not nervous and was very calm.

Because I have never heard of any of those names.

As for how awesome it is, I don’t know.

Xiao Sun understood what Cai Gen meant.

"Your grandpa invited my third uncle to dinner?

What about your grandpa?

Disabled?

There are wheelchairs.

Paralyzed?

There is a stretcher.

The person is gone, but there is still a small box.

Why are you so big-faced?

Just because of your face, you come to invite me to dinner?

Before you ask, have you inquired about the price?"

Xiong Haizi was dumbfounded and asked blankly.

"What's the price?"
Chapter completed!