Cultivation in the Republic of China
38 Have you washed your hands?

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Hearing this, Lin Muchen suddenly remembered and exclaimed softly.

"You are Du Yuesheng! I've seen your photo."

"Brat, you've finally been exposed!”

"Little Five, step down."

"Boss, I knew something was wrong with this kid the first time I saw him. According to my intuition, there must be something wrong with him!”

"You're the one with a problem. If he wanted to kill me, he would have done it directly.”

"Maybe he did it on purpose. Let's call it, let's call it…"

The bodyguard Xiaowu thought hard for a while and suddenly slapped his head.

"Right, this is called wanting to capture but also letting go.”

"You're playing hard to get, idiot. I told you to study, but you didn't.”

Lin Muchen looked at Du Yuesheng with interest. This big shot's name was simply like thunder. There were countless books and TV series about him.

However, the most famous thing was his quote, which left behind many classic jokes, such as.

Don't be afraid of being used by others. If they use you, it means that you still have value.

The first class had the ability but no temper, the second class had the ability but had a temper, and the third class had the ability but no temper. Third-class people didn't have the ability to have a big temper.

The government treats me like a chamber pot, holding me in their hands when they need me, and kicking me off the couch when they don't need me.

Seeing that Lin Muchen was sizing him up, Du Yuesheng stood up and turned around.

"What's the difference between a real person and a photo?”

Lin Muchen smacked his lips." The real person doesn't look as good as the photo. It must have been photoshopped."”

Although Du Yuesheng didn't understand what photoshop meant, he couldn't help but feel depressed when he said that the real person was not as good as the photo. He had to change the topic.

"Boss, give me a bowl of oil dregs noodles.”

"Alright!"

Not long after, the fried noodles were served. The white noodles, the green vegetables, and the oil dregs that were suitable for the fat and lean floated in the soup. There was also a poached egg on top of it, sprinkled with chopped green onions.

This time, Lin Muchen was very satisfied. He gulped down his food and wiped his mouth after eating.

"Awesome!"

Du Yuesheng took a few mouthfuls of noodles, put down his bowl, and sighed.

"Little brother, do you know that thirty years ago, I was just like those children on the pier, selling newspapers and fruits on the streets barefoot every day?”

"When I earn money, I come here to eat a bowl of noodles. At that time, they would all want rotten meat noodles, and they could not bear to part with oily noodles.”

"My favorite thing to do is to look into the window of a western restaurant.”

"I always thought that one day, I would be able to go in for a meal.”

Lin Muchen was the most annoying person who pretended to be arrogant. He thought to himself,'I haven't eaten any delicacies yet. Are you saying that I'm tired of them? You must be sincere!"

"This is called being pretentious. I'll teach you a method. Starve for a few days first, and I guarantee that you'll call it delicious.”

The bodyguard, Little Five, was about to go crazy. He was extremely shocked." You…how dare you talk to Boss Du like that!”

"You're so audacious. Apologize to Boss Du now!”

Seeing Du Yuesheng reach out to take the pear, Lin Muchen knocked on the table and warned him.

"Although pears can clear cough and moisten the lungs, they are too cold. Your broken body, with internal injuries, wine and sex, and smoking, is long gone. If you want to die faster, eat it."

"Hehe, I know a little. Also, that big idiot was intolerable. Let me tell you a famous saying, if a young and dangerous person doesn't study, he will be a young and dangerous person for life.”

The scene was very awkward. In order to ease the atmosphere, Du Yuesheng took out a knife from his pocket, picked up a pear and spun it a few times. The outer skin peeled off continuously, revealing the pure white flesh inside.

“……”

"Little Five, you eat!"

The scene became even more awkward.

After a while, the driver, Old Luo, came back. Behind him was a middle-aged man with a snake-like face. He was the king of thieves at the Shibapu Pier, Ah Quan.

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