Such a good job in business made Lin Yi look at him. His face was dark and his honest smiled. He was obviously a businessman who worked hard to make money.

Seeing that Lin Yi was paying close attention to him, the boss introduced that his surname was Yuan, Yuan Shikai, as long as he ate well, he would come and support him in the future and give him more side dishes.

Lin Yi nodded as a thank you.

Looking at the dishes, although they are not delicious foods made in big hotels, they are authentic street food. Especially the grilled mutton skewers with cumin and salt, which are even more fragrant.

Lin Yi seemed to be really hungry. He ate about seven or eight strings in one breath. Only then did he realize that Teacher Huang had been watching him eat quietly, but he didn't move his chopsticks at all.

"You eat too, what do you think I eat and cook?" Lin Yi took a string and handed it to Teacher Huang.

Teacher Huang said, "You eat first, I will eat when you have enough."

"Damn, why are you pretending? Those who don't know think I'm abused you---eat!" After saying that, he forced himself to put the hands of Teacher Huang Mo.

Teacher Huang took the mutton skewers, hesitated for a moment, and then took a big bite.

His brows were frowning. It’s not that he didn’t like to eat. The problem was that he had eaten too much before he came, and now he couldn’t hold his stomach at all. Otherwise, he would have started masturbating before Lin Yirang.

"Isn't it delicious? What are you doing with frown?" Lin Yidi asked, licking the greasy corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

"Ahem, I'm really not hungry." Teacher Huang said as he was about to put down the skewer.

"No, you have to eat with me. It's boring for me to eat alone." Lin Yi said domineeringly and handed a few more mutton skewers to coach Huang.

"Eat quickly." Lin Yi ordered.

"I'm so full."

"What, don't you give me face?" Lin Yi glared at him.

Teacher Huang started masturbating immediately.

Lin Yi laughed, "That's right, this is enough friends!"

...

"Old Huang, do you have any plans? You can't help me drive a car for the rest of my life." Lin Yi suddenly asked during the meal.

Teacher Huang was stunned for a moment, put down the skewers in his hand, and said, "This is great."

"What a f*ck! How promising is a big man doing this."

Teacher Huang, silent.

Lin Yi threw the iron chisel of the mutton skewers on the table, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, "Tell me, what are your plans?"

Teacher Huang then said embarrassedly: "Actually, I want to open a bar."

"Okay, this idea is good." Lin Yi remembered the hot business of Shengtang just now, and this industry seemed to be quite profitable.

But soon coach Huang hit him---

"It doesn't need to be that big, small, just like a tavern. I have also thought of the name, it's called the 'Veter' Bar', which is specially used to receive soldiers who have served in the army. The fees are not high. Drink beer and chat, and everyone is happy together."

It is rare that Lao Huang said so many things in one breath and outlined his ideals.

However, Lin Yi kept rolling his eyes. This is not about doing business, but about burning money. He specializes in receiving veterans. How many veterans are rich? The fees are not high, but the rent is very high now. You can chat with everyone, but you can also chat by the Baihe River. Is it worth gathering in the bar?

Although Lin Yi is not very good at doing business, he has contacted many people who do big business, such as Xu Haoming and Hai Baichuan. These great people will not do business with a "nostalgia". The business world is a battlefield, and there is no way tolerate any "idealism".

"Ahem, your idea is very good, but let's talk about it later." Lin Yi was wondering whether to raise some money to open a big bar. At that time, let Lao Huang be a high-level "protector" and it would be considered as a way to make the best of his talents.

The taciturn old Huang was rarely spoken by Lin Yi and wanted to nag for a few more words. At this moment, with a "bang", it was the sound of a wine bottle being thrown to the ground and broken.

Suddenly, everyone looked over there, but saw the beer bottle shattering on the ground, foaming white.

As the beer bottle was broken, two young men dressed like rogues in the streets not far away shouted: "Boss, check out! Take this bottle of beer together!"

The big brother named Yuan looked at the broken beer on the ground, then hurried over and said, "Brother, do you want to pay? The broken bottle on the ground is for nothing... The total dishes and wine are 18."

"One Hundred and Eight? Are you wrong?" One of the gangsters with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks sat on the chair, picking their teeth happily.

"It's not wrong. The skewers you eat have and the dishes. I'll give you a little discount." The skewers knew that these people were not easy to mess with, so they smiled and explained with a smile.

"If I say it wrong, I'm wrong! It's not one hundred and eight, but eight hundred and eight!" said the sharp-mouthed monkey with a smile.

"Yes, boss, it's eight hundred and eight!" The gangster beside him cheered.

"Two brothers, don't joke... Even if I have the courage, I don't dare to ask for so many!" The big skewers said with a smile.

"Who the hell is joking to you?" The sharp-mouthed monkey face was stern, "I mean you want to give us eight hundred and eight. Do you understand, stupid!"

"Ah, this..." The skewer brother was stunned, "Why should I give you money?"

"Damn!" cursed, "Why are you not enlightened? Explain it to him!" He ordered the deer-headed rat's eyes.

The deer-headed rat eyes posed in a rogue posture and said, "You hear it clearly, are you doing business here? This venue is covered by us. If you want to be safe, you must work closely with us. Everyone is a family. I will give me a big red envelope of 8800 times a month, and I will send it too. How great is this!"

"You are... collecting protection fees!"

"Protection fee? You can't say this nonsense, we are all serious people!"

"Yes, we don't promote this here. We call it the opening red envelope, the Ping An red envelope!"

"What if I don't give it!" said the big skewer brother.

"If you don't give it? Then there will be natural disasters, and we can't control it! Brother, do it!" The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and the deer-headed and rat-headed eyes began to lift the table.

Crackling!

The whole casserole stall was in chaos.

Some customers who were having a meal saw this scene and ran away without checking out. Some brave people gathered around to watch the fun.

After a while, only Lin Yi and Huang were left at the casserole stall, and the rest were still eating.

"Oh, there are two people here who are not afraid of death." The pointed-mouthed monkey came over with a smile.

"I guess I haven't eaten in my life, so I'm so afraid of death." The deer-headed rat also walked over.

Lin Yi smiled, and did not get up, just sat down and said, "You are yours, don't worry about us, we will leave after we finish eating."

"What did you say? You'll leave after eating?" The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks found it very funny. "Damn, you don't have a head? Didn't you see our brothers doing things? Why don't you cooperate quickly and escape, but you're still sitting on the Diaoyutai, pretending, right?"

"We brothers ask you if you are pretending?" The deer-headed and rat-headed, roaring at Lin Yi.

Teacher Huang, who was sitting next to Lin Yi, couldn't help staring at him. The deer-headed and mouse eyes felt as if they were bitten by something, and couldn't help but take a step back. Damn, this guy's eyes are so poisonous.

Lin Yi was a little impatient and said to Teacher Huang: "Old Huang, I'll give you three minutes!"

"No, one minute is enough." Teacher Huang said coldly.

"What, one minute? I'll wipe your mom!"

The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and the deer-headed and mouse eyes were about to take action, and two "slap" sounds, Lao Huang directly took two "starting moves" and knocked them to the ground and could never get up again.

What is "starting style"? It is the starting move in traditional Chinese martial arts. At the level of Lao Huang, you practice the starting move five hundred times every morning------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Often, with one palm, five bricks can be shattered. Two gangsters are not folk masters, so how can they withstand such strong force?

Old Huang was also a little stunned. He thought that he should have some ability to be so arrogant and domineering, but he didn't expect that he would be so cowardly... he was less than two seconds.

Just as Lao Huang was stunned, his sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and his deer-headed and mouse eyes were already supporting each other.

Seeing Lao Huang's "outstanding" skills, Lin Yi suddenly felt that it would be better to keep him by his side. A tiger's out of the cage can easily hurt people. According to Teacher Huang's temperament, if he was asked to bar, he would probably smash the bar in the future.

Lin Yi was thinking about something else, but he didn't notice the miserable skewer stall owner, who was muttering silently: "What should I do? It's over!"

Lin Yi and coach Huang only felt that they had done something good to punish bad guys, but they didn't know how much disaster they would bring to the stall owner in the future.

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Chapter completed!