Evil Master

Duan Hong was slightly drunk from drinking so much that when he returned to his room with Zhu Shan, Yan Xiaowen did not agree. He insisted on sending Duan Hong back himself, and in his mind, he thought about accepting the five storey shop tomorrow.

As he opened the door, a pungent smell came out. Duan Hong could not help but frown, and the first thought in his mind was that someone took advantage of his absence to run into his room.

On the table in the main hall, there was a half bottle of red wine. There was a piece of white paper, and the Demonic Knife was nowhere to be seen!

< p > Not good.

Duan Hong hurriedly searched through every room, but didn't find any Demonic Knife.

Fuck you, that bastard stole something from me.

Anxious, Duan Hong cursed in his heart and angrily walked to the main hall. This was a private room in the Sant, so Yan Xiaowen gave him a room, so he naturally wanted to speak with him.

Back in the main hall, Zhu Shan and Lao Liu were weakly sitting on the sofa. Both of them had drunk quite a bit, except Yan Xiaowen, who had picked up the bottle of wine on the table and had taken a sip.

He carefully tasted the wine and frowned. "Bro, is the wine in your room out of date? Why does it smell so bad?"

Duan Hong looked at him coldly, ahee recalled carefully. When he left, she had clearly put the Demonic Knife on the table.

Could it be that Yan Xiaowen, this old man, was going to take it?

No, it was impossible for him to steal, and what did he want a knife for?

As he walked to the table, Duan Hong was attracted by the piece of paper. After taking a closer look, he immediately turned his head, wanting to stop Yan Xiaowen from continuing to drink that wine. However, the latter had already finished drinking and almost vomited.

"Brother Yan, can't drink!"

Duan Hong asked anxiously.

Yan Xiaowen said with a drunken look in his eyes, "Why can't I drink? "Bro, even though you're a millionaire now, you can't be too greedy. You can even drink your brother's wine, and what's more, I have to pay for the things in this room, so why can't you?"

< p > He still thinks the same!

Duan Hong waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, I'll drink it. Remember what I told you before. Go back and wash your teeth and rinse your mouth."

Duan Hong let Lao Liu carry him back to his room to rest and let him return to his room to sleep.

He was sitting on the sofa, looking at a piece of paper: Hello, honorable master. There is good news and bad news. I'm sure you want to hear good news.

Because everything I want is worth a lot, that knife doesn't suit you, and it can only cause trouble in your hands. My main purpose is to help you get rid of trouble.

In order to prevent you from being grateful to me, I specifically drank a bottle of red wine from your wine cabinet, treating it as your reward.

The bad news is — after drinking the red wine, my sphincter gets stimulated and has to turn on the water to release the flood, but I can't find a bathroom, so I just gave you another bottle of red wine.

< p > I think I have a bottle of wine in my urine, which is a loss to the owner.

If you don't take a sip, then congratulations on winning the prize, because my urine is the purest form of a child's urine. If you drink two mouthfuls, then — — either you like this taste, or you're drunk — —

< p > Duan Hong saw that at the very end, the word "small wyvern" was left in a corner.

Duan Hong folded the paper and put it back in his pocket, actually not a single trace of disappointment could be felt in his heart.

Although this blade is just like what this person said, it's not suitable for me, but White Dragon, don't catch it for me, or else I'll have to learn from the Third Prince and pull your tendons!

< p > "What?" Your knife has been stolen! "

Yan Xiaowen's eyeglasses almost fell off.

When Duan Hong saw Yan Xiaowen in the morning, he told him everything. He didn't mention anything about the boy who had drank his piss.

"He climbed in from outside."

Duan Hong brought the round glass in front of Yan Xiaowen, now he was 100% sure that it was not Yan Xiaowen's doing.

Yan Xiaowen forehead dripped with sweat as he coldly glanced at Lao Liu. The latter cowered and did not dare to make a sound.

"Don't worry, Old Brother Duan, I'll definitely give you an explanation."

Yan Xiaowen wiped his sweat, he was not worried about Duan Hong's blade.

Rather, there was actually someone who could crawl into Duan Hong's room through the outside window, so naturally, they could climb into his room as well.

Then the consequences would be serious.

Duan Hong laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, if it's mine, it'll eventually be mine."

< p > "En!"

Yan Xiaowen made Lao Liu take out a contract and the contract was written on it to transfer the Lilium Shop. The two of them signed the contract and pressed the hand seal to complete the transaction.

With the remaining excuse, Yan Xiaowen got drunk and unwell last night as he let Lao Liu go to the shop to accept it.

Lao Liu drove the S600 Mercedes-Benz towards the east, and found a suitable spot to stop at the corner of the traffic light.

"Boss Duan, this is the shop mentioned by the boss. It was rented to someone else before, but now it has been taken back to the owner. There might be some work to be done inside, let's go in and take a look."

Lao Liu took out the key and led the group.

Duan Hong looked at the grandiose five storied shop, and felt that it was not bad. The place was superior, there were a lot of customers, and opening a restaurant would definitely make him some money.

In addition, the shop was extremely spacious. People could live on the first floor, and any family could take over this place.

Duan Hong heaved a sigh of relief, and was able to make the basic arrangements for his home.

Lao Liu continuously explained the layout of each floor to Duan Hong in front of him. There were places to make private rooms, places to make big halls, kitchens, and so on.

Duan Hong's head hurt when he heard this. He originally wanted to open a small restaurant, but now it seemed that a small restaurant would be impossible, a big restaurant would be possible.

Duan Hong had once heard an advertisement passage, it seemed to say that the 21st century had some of the most expensive places, where talented people lived!

Right now, he urgently needed the talent to open a large restaurant. He needed to impart his experience and manage the talent in the restaurant.

< p > What if he just went there to look for it?

Zhu Shan was definitely not able to do so. If it was ten yuan a big watermelon, he would be able to find someone to pay him fifteen yuan even if they gave him twenty yuan.

He was too honest and simple-minded. He felt a little foolish!

Not to mention that he wasn't by his side right now, he wouldn't even be able to stand in front of her. If he recruited a waiter, he would definitely tease her.

When the three of them came out, Duan Hong stopped Lao Liu and said: "Lao Liu, if I were to open a large restaurant here, how much would it cost to invite people out for renovations?"

Lao Liu knew that Duan Hong was currently a wealthy man who was worth millions, he did not know how to spend the money, but he did not dare to lie to Duan Hong, and said: "I guess it would need one or two million. First, Boss Duan, do you want to prepare a Chinese cuisine or a Western cuisine?"

< p > "Chinese cuisine!"

Duan Hong did not add the connecting rope. His culinary skills were still far inferior to the dried root, but he could still compare to the average chef. After all, he had mastered many different techniques.

"Right now, Chinese cuisine is not easy to cook. There are three big restaurants like the Eastern Avenue, and a dozen small and medium-sized ones are already there. If there are no specialties, then that's not possible, Boss Duan, since Lao Liu doesn't know about culinary arts, why don't I go back and ask the boss?"

Lao Liu replied respectfully.

Duan Hong could only nod his head and watch as he left with his eyes. Lao Liu then sat on the sofa in the hall as a person knelt in front of him. This person was extremely terrified, and his body was trembling.

"Sixth Master, this is definitely a false accusation. I can guarantee that the security measures for Sant are in place, and that it is possible for one person to climb up to the eighteenth floor from the outside window."

Lao Liu's eyes flashed as he flung his hand and gave Hei Hu a slap, causing the latter to feel dizzy and bleed from his mouth and nose. Then, he took out the round and smooth glass Duan Hong had left behind.

"Hei Hu, regardless of whether it's possible or not, you did not do well this time. I do not wish for there to be a next time, that you have three days' time to bring the blade back. It was a Ue-kok ninja blade, and was the boss's best friend. The boss was very angry that it was lost here. I can give you a clue, the person who stole the blade calls himself White Dragon. "

Hei Hu looked at the smooth and round glass and found it hard to believe. He covered his face and said, "Sixth Elder, please be at ease.

"Hong, are you really going to open a big restaurant?" "When the time comes, I'll be your security guard. I'll let whoever dares to cause trouble get lost!"

Zhu Shan looked at the shop path.

Duan Hong laughed: "Alright, us brothers hold hands, heart is at peace, let's make the best restaurant in the sea!"

< p > "En!"

The two men were filled with pride, as if the restaurant had already opened and they were becoming the youngest successful people in the world.

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