After taking over all of Weslin's property, Huang Xiaobei was a little moved.

Although this foreign devil was doing better than him, he was not at the level where Karl could get an advance on his salary. Unless there were any accidents, the money would probably be tips given to him by customers.

In short, money earned from flattery.

Oops, why do I suddenly feel a little weird about the money in my hand...

"Xiao Bei, listen to me. When you buy foreign wine, you must buy foreign wine! It's best if it has English written on it. As far as I know, you Chinese people just like these incomprehensible things. The more foreigners can't understand them,

The more you like it, the more you like it. On the contrary, it is easy for them to pick and choose your local products. You are absolutely right to buy a bottle of foreign wine as a gift to your uncle."

After saying that, Lao Wei patted Huang Xiaobei's shoulder again and said with a smile, "Of course, the money may not be enough, but I only have so much, so try to save some money."

Seeing Weslin in front of him telling him what wine to buy for his uncle, and seeing Lao Wei still apologizing for not being able to give him a little more money, Huang Xiaobei was really moved and wanted to give it to him.

"Although you are a flatterer, even though you are the third grandson, you are a good person, Lao Wei, you are such a good person! You eat and drink what you have, not only do you not complain a word, but you also cover the daily expenses of three people by yourself. Not only

So, now you actually emptied your entire family fortune just for me, oh my god, I'm a little touched. That old guard, don't worry, I will definitely shed a few tears when you die."

Commissioner Huang is extremely inhumane.

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Shouldn't it be said that comrade Comrade Special Commissioner is someone who is difficult to serve? After seeing that Lao Wei was so kind to him, the Special Commissioner naturally turned his gaze aside and only looked at himself and smiled, but he refused to show any substance.

The Carl Sutra of sexual action...is that kapapi.

Seeing the smile on Ka Papi's face, which was still a particularly gentle smile, Commissioner Huang couldn't help but pick up his teeth, and looked at Karl with a much fiercer look.

Damn it, my old guard knows how to sponsor me to order RMB, how come you, a wealthy young man, know how to stare at me!

At this time, shouldn't you just take out a bunch of money and slap it on my face and say, "Senior, this is a little bit of fun from my junior, can you please accept it with a smile?"

In the end, you didn’t even pay a dime and you just looked at me and smiled. Do you think your smile can be exchanged for money?

Commissioner Huang almost crushed his teeth and was almost fuming with anger. However, Karl still looked at him with a smile and refused to put his hand into his pocket. This made Commissioner Huang angry.

How do you expect me to help you in the future? How do you expect me to save you in the future? Ah! Go ahead and daydream about your spring and autumn. From now on, I will designate you as a pioneer for the demonic party.

Ah! It’s stuck!

Seeing this, Karl smiled even brighter.

Haha, Karl can guess what Huang Xiaobei is thinking in his heart without looking at it with his magic eyes. If you don't mention anything else, just look at that poor man's eyes. Only a fool will not know what Huang Xiaobei is thinking in his heart.

Pushing up his sunglasses, Carl couldn't help but smile when he heard the sound of Huang Xiaobei grinding his teeth and the strong hint that the special correspondent kept rubbing his fingers and giving him looks.

As expected, the senior didn't know what the card I gave him was, haha, it's quite interesting.

Well, it's better not to tell him and let him discover it by himself.

Seeing Huang Xiaobei so angry that he was about to rush up and bite him, Karl smiled even more happily, waved his hand and said, "Goodbye, senior."

"You...hehe, bye bye."

Huang Xiaobei turned his head bitterly.

Damn it, if I had known I would have asked for his suit just now, at least I could have sold it for a few bucks.

Looking at Huang Xiaobei's air of being a doormat, Karl smiled even more happily.

Maybe Huang Xiaobei is right, Karl is really full of evil.

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"Goodbye, senior, I wish you a pleasant time."

"Bye Xiaobei, it's been a lot of fun these two days."

Listening to the farewells of the two people behind him, Huang Xiaobei waved his hand without looking back.

"Bye-Bye."

Seeing Huang Xiaobei walking far away, Karl smiled and patted Lao Wei on the shoulder, "Senior, let's go back too."

Lao Wei glanced at the back in front of him again, nodded with a smile and said, "Well, let's go."

Huang Xiaobei, who had walked far away, looked back at this moment. Looking at the two of them walking back to the hotel, Huang Xiaobei shrugged his shoulders, then held his head in his hands and swayed away into the distance.

"Mediocre, okay, mediocre, pretty good."

Holding his head, Huang Xiaobei walked unsteadily into the distance.

Go home.

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"It's cheap, it's cheap! Authentic tiger bone wine is sold cheap! You can't buy it for two hundred yuan and suffer a loss. You can't buy it for two hundred yuan and be fooled! Authentic tiger bone wine is sold cheaply."

Walking into the commercial pedestrian street next door, Huang Xiaobei, who had a huge sum of three hundred yuan in his pocket, was ready to buy some meet-and-greet gifts for Old Uncle Liu.

Although yesterday he said no, if he dared to buy something, he would throw it out the window.

But Huang Xiaobei is not a fool. The pause in the uncle's tone yesterday was not too obvious. It was obvious that he wanted it, but he was too embarrassed to say it after he finished it.

Huang Xiaobei spread his hands and said cheerfully, "Really, can't you be more honest? Why are you so roundabout? Although I really didn't plan to buy it for you yesterday, but now that I have money, can I treat you badly?

?”

Comrade Comrade Commissioner happily looked at the surrounding shops and vendors to see if there was anything that Old Uncle Liu would like.

Passing by a specialty store selling clothes, Huang Xiaobei went in to take a look and walked out five minutes later.

"No old man's shirt."

Passing by a bookstore, Huang Xiaobei went in to take a look and walked out five minutes later.

"Uncle doesn't seem to like reading."

Standing in the crowded pedestrian street, Huang Xiaobei couldn't help but fell into confusion for a moment, touched his chin, lowered his head and muttered.

"What should I buy for my uncle? Practical or ornamental? Or something more commemorative? What is commemorative? Do the socks I wear count? Uh..."

Comrade Commissioner shook his head and sighed.

"Oh, gifts are really hard to buy. I don't know what bastard's habit of giving gifts is... Well, it's not that they are hard to buy. There are a lot of things nearby that I like.

I like it, but I guess I don’t have any interest in it.”

What should I buy him?

Huang Xiaobei looked up at the sky.

How about buying a pair of shoes?

But I don't know how big his feet are either.

How about buying him a lighter?

But why do I always feel like I'm going to get beaten... Well, it's better not to touch anything related to cigarettes.

Standing in the bustling pedestrian street with people coming and going, Huang Xiaobei looked around confusedly, not knowing what to do for a while.

Coincidentally, just as Commissioner Huang was hesitating, a vendor selling Brazilian tortoises not far away suddenly caught his eye.

Looking at the Brazilian green turtles in the plastic box, Huang Xiaobei became happy at that time, clapped his hands suddenly, and said happily.

"Hey, this is good, this is good. Buying a few bastards for your uncle is equivalent to wishing him a long life, isn't it? Yes, yes, yes, please, how much does the biggest bastard cost?"

Seeing Huang Xiaobei running up to him excitedly, the vendor couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Well, I'm not a tortoise, I'm a Brazilian tortoise. Also, sending a tortoise to a tortoise is generally not a wish for longevity...

....”

Huang Xiaobei immediately retorted: "Didn't you say that the thousand-year-old king and the eighty-thousand-year-old turtle are not good enough if I wish him to live for a thousand years?"

"What can live for a thousand years?"

"You bastard."

After Huang Xiaobei finished speaking, he was stunned. Then he scratched his face and said with a dry smile, "Yeah, isn't this the same as calling the uncle a bastard in a different way? If I have to say it again,

Uncle, I hope you live a long life with it...hehehe, no more, no more."

After saying that, Huang Xiaobei left with a wry smile, planning to go to the front to see if there was anything suitable for Old Uncle Liu.

At this time, seeing Huang Xiaobei about to leave, the vendor hurriedly greeted him and said, "Hey, buddy, don't leave. I have other things here besides Brazilian tortoises. It would be a good idea to give them away."

Huang Xiaobei waved his hands indifferently, "I don't want to buy the tortoise anymore, and I don't want the turtle either."

The hawker almost got mad at him, you know what a bastard!

When he ran to Huang Xiaobei's side, the vendor pulled Huang Xiaobei back to the stall in a sly manner.

Under Huang Xiaobei's strange eyes, the vendor mysteriously patted the big foam box sitting under his butt and whispered: "Brother, you want to buy something for your elders, right? OK, look at what you have.

I know that you are a good person because of your filial piety. Come and take a look at this treasure of mine. It’s definitely a good gift!”

Huang Xiaobei stretched his neck curiously and asked: "What? Wait a minute, isn't it about protecting animals? Then I don't dare to buy it. The recipient of the gift works in the bureau."

The vendor clicked his tongue and said, "I have to catch animals to protect them. Come on, keep an eye on them."

After saying that, the vendor pushed the fish tank next to him and the plastic box containing the turtle and loach to his side.

After leaving a large open space, the vendor moved the big foam box under his buttocks to the center of the open space. It seemed that the things inside were not light. After only a few moves, he started to sweat on his forehead.
To be continued...