After hanging up the phone, the sky gradually faded, and dinner was about to come to an end. Yang Ming went home to look up a set of Adidas sportswear. He changed his normal behavior and did not wear business clothes, nor did he wear leather shoes or watches.

It is said that he is serious about treating his brother to take a sauna, and he is serious about nodding his head. After all, he is single and has no girlfriend, so it is a way to adjust his body and mind when he occasionally shoots.

But in socialism, this is an illegal act, and it is hard to guarantee that if you wear jeans, leather shoes, etc., you will be in a panic and unable to find your trouser legs.

The advantages of wearing sportswear are fully demonstrated. Put it on directly, step on the shoes, and fly out of the window at a speed of 100 meters... No one can stop it!

OK mainly comfortable!

When you go to the night market to have barbecue or something, you still wear a suit and tie? That's sick! You'll wear comfortably and be comfortable when you open it. As for drinking programs, it depends on the situation.

The elevator went downstairs, and it seemed that the newly opened fitness club was advertising outside the door. Yang Ming liked to lift iron, so he took a few more glances but now he didn't have time to pay attention.

I drove the BMW out, but didn't drive a Ferrari, and I used sports cars to show off, so there was no need to do it with my old friends. I drove on the road and headed to the old district of Donghai City.

It is also one of the locals' favorite nightlife venues. BMWs with angel eyes lit up slowly passed through the crowds and found the parking lot to put the car on the car. The opposite is the old street.

The concentration of the night market is full of barbecue, pasta and desserts. Every night, countless clerks will stand by the roadside to shout guests, and various lights, lights, are decorated with the wonderfulness here.

When I walked to the street, I called: "Where is the third brother?"

"I saw you!" A man smoking by the street sign waved his hand, pinched off the cigarette and walked over with a smile, "Long time no see man!"

"Yes! I don't say anything when I'm back!" Yang Ming hugged him heavily.

"I've only been back for half a month, I'm wandering around. I saw you posting on WeChat Moments and found out that you are also in the East China Sea." Zhang Laosan said with a smile.

Yang Ming let go of the other party: "Okay, you have muscles all over your body. Go and be a fitness coach, bodyguard, etc., and you can easily earn tens of thousands of dollars a month."

"Stop burying me, it's not that easy to do." Zhang Laosan walked with him while chatting.

Then he found a barbecue stall inside, and Zhang Laosan shouted: "Lao Li, is it meaning to send two bottles of beer after returning customers?"

"Sit!" Lao Li, who sells barbecue, is a middle-aged man, with a businessman smiling, "I'll be a divorce if I say this, right? Xiao Liuzi!"

Zhang Laosan sat down and said, "I often come here to eat midnight snacks, and the boss is good."

"What beer do the boss want to drink?" A young man came over.

"Chunsheng first, roasted oysters, pork loin, bullwhip, sheep whip, leek..." Yang Ming pointed to the menu and ordered a crazy meal.

The young man raised his eyebrows: "Boss, are you going to tear down the wall tonight?"

"Hahaha!" Yang Ming laughed.

Zhang Laosan also laughed: "Second, you are planning to do something big tonight!"

"I haven't seen my brother for so many years, and I won't go home if I'm drunk!" Yang Ming had already taken the wine medicine in advance. He knew that Zhang Laosan had a strong alcohol tolerance and his appetite was the same as a pig.

"It's great!" Zhang Laosan blew directly into the bottle.

Yang Ming touched him for a while and asked, "I'm really discharged from the army? It seems that it's not the time!"

"You care so much, it's just that you're liberated!" Zhang Laosan didn't want to talk much, and Yang Ming was tactful and didn't ask anymore. He drank and chatted. He hadn't seen many topics for many years.

Zhang Laosan’s real name is Zhang Bing. As his name suggests, he really went to work as a soldier for seven or eight years. No one knows what kind of soldier it is. He always says he is from the kitchen squad and can cook good dishes.

Yang Ming didn't believe that this guy could wait for the kitchen class. His friend was also very wild. When he was a child, he did bad things together, skipped school and went to fight in groups, and took the boys from the whole class to swim.

Once, Yang Ming jumped into the reservoir and suddenly had cramps and pierced the bottom of the water. Thanks to Zhang Bing jumping down in time, he grabbed himself, who was already in chaos, and swam hard. He was exhausted and got ashore and saved his life.

If Zhang Bing ran to call the adults or was shocked, or was afraid of letting go while struggling, then Yang Ming would not be today, and this was also a life-long friendship.

Although no one knows it, my parents definitely didn't dare to say it back then, otherwise they would be whipped. Thinking of this, I felt a lot when I saw the carefree man in front of me.

"Do you have any plans in the future?" Yang Ming asked while shouting.

"Let's do it first. I just came out and don't want to stick to any rules now. I sleep freely until the sun is shining my butt. I snatch the girl and shake it. The phone functions of the years are really amazing!"

"Which corner of Africa are you going to stay? But don't worry! If you are brothers, you will take you to eat meat later. If you don't squeeze you out, you won't be considered a brother!"

Zhang Bing laughed: "It's easy to say it!"

The guy just now came to me: "Brother Zhang, I want to go too!"

Zhang Bing waved his hand: "Get away the hair! You just want to learn from others riding a woman before the hair grows! Is it possible?"

"Hahahaha!" Yang Ming couldn't control his laughter, and Lao Li, who was barbecuing, also laughed. He couldn't help laughing when he heard it all the time.

"Then give me a drink!" The guy was smart.

"Drink after get off work." Zhang Bing refused and said to Yang Ming again, "This child, Old Li, is a relative who studies bad things in everything. He has no other skills and can drive."

"I don't know how to drive, but I'm nicknamed 'Zhisanro Peninsula'." The guy specifically emphasized the record.

"What is the Thirteenth Route in the Peninsula?" Yang Ming didn't quite understand.

After saying this, the guy got excited. He wiped the towel on his shoulders, then took out an apple from his pocket, pressed a few times to get the map out.

"Brother, look, halfway around the peninsula, someone else drives for half an hour, but I only have twelve or three minutes!"

Yang Ming now understood: "What should I do if the speed probe is used?"

The young man hummed: "If you do the delivery business, you will have to bear the camera and record it wherever you want. If it weren't for the Wuling's horsepower!"

"Then you are also the local legend!" Yang Ming smiled.

"Where are there." The guy thought he was praising him.

Zhang Bing laughed: "Others laugh at you for being stupid and proud! What's the use of fast speed? The key to men is to be stable!"

The young man shrugged without comment and ran to help. Yang Ming and Zhang Bing continued to chat with each other, roasting their waists, bullwhip and oysters were all served, and the leeks were covered with green.

This is indeed a rhythm of doing big things, but both of them are very stable now. The barbecue stalls come and go, and various dialect cultures interpret the most down-to-earth side of society.

Then an old black A6 was squeezed over by the roadside, and several people got out of the car, smoking cigarettes with small bags, swaying around the neck of the gold chain, and the tattoo on the chest was looming.

He sat down swaggeringly and shouted to order food, then he said all kinds of mahjongs, fucked girls, and missed millions of business.
Chapter completed!