Chapter 213 Three old guys
Martin looked at the tall and burly black brothers in front of him with some trepidation. To be honest, he felt that he would be more qualified for the job of bodyguard than himself if he just dragged them out.
"Guys, I'm a little weird. If you have a talent like you, if you do some hot business, you are definitely number one on the streets of New York. I've seen you guys in Miami, Los Angeles, Compton, Los Angeles. I have a group called Brothers of the Compton executioners, they are somewhat similar to the gangs, other street gangs fight and kill, they focus on their own business, no one else messes with them, they will never take the initiative to make trouble, I mean, although they are low-key, But they will maintain their popularity in the industry, and the advantage of this is that other gangs will try to avoid conflicts with them." Martin himself took out a box of ice cream from the refrigerator in the living room, then dug with a spoon, and said to the living room who helped him scare last night. Said the big men who walked the streets.
"We are not a gang, we are a neighborhood organization." A big man repeated to Martin with a simple and honest face: "We don't do illegal things, after all, we are often troubled by the police. If we really do it, I'm afraid he was sent to prison long ago."
Hearing what the other party said, Martin swallowed the ice cream in his mouth and pointed at the other party with the spoon in his right hand: "This is the problem! Brother, what's your name?"
"Drake, Drake-McGee." The big man is obviously the leader of these people. He is standing in the living room of the presidential suite of this luxury hotel, looking a little uncomfortable. Hearing Martin's question, he said Out of his own name.
Martin said with a face that has seen the world in Los Angeles: "If you did those things, the police would not trouble you. Black people in Los Angeles and Miami have long understood this truth. In the eyes of white people, we **** You **** must be criminals, you have weapons and you don't deal drugs, you don't murder, you don't kidnap, you don't rob... that's what scares the police, if they know you're robbing with weapons, Believe me, they'll immediately breathe a sigh of relief and thank **** the Black Fruit guys were either trying to assassinate the **** president or rob two convenience stores and murder five **** along the way! Don't waste your energy on them, We will investigate slowly after the family members of the deceased **** report the crime!"
"Black Fruit is a black neighborhood organization established in response to the call of Malcolm-X and Louis-Farrack. We are not a gang, sir. The purpose of this organization is to protect black people from bullying, so that children in black families can Grow up safely, guard them until they mature, and become the fruit that black people need." Drake wore a brown cotton jacket, clasped his hands together, and said seriously to Martin: "I still want to thank you very much Since 1982, we have not had a large donation, and it is very difficult to operate. This is almost the largest donation in ten years."
Malcolm-X, Martin has no impression of this name. He only knows that he was a famous black ghost activist back then, but he died of murder in the 1960s.
But the name of Louis-Farrack later, for Martin, is a famous name, and it is still active in the United States. The recognized black supremacist, anti-white cult leader, and die-hard anti-Semitic columnist have been in various black people all year round. Newspapers published articles accusing Jews of manipulating the media, the government and the economy, oppressing blacks, and even publicly declaring that blacks are inherently superior to other races.
What is even more exaggerated is that this black racist has repeatedly praised **** for being great and making great contributions to the world, because he has eliminated a large number of Satan-like Jews for the world.
I once said publicly at the Black National Convention that American Jewish bankers supported **** and allowed him to slaughter their German or Polish compatriots, so don’t think that the Jews are really kind and defend their compatriots. They are only close to money. For the benefit, they can Supporting him in massacring his fellow man and then claiming privilege as a victim after the war.
This ground-breaking statement also made the American Jewish Defense Organization JDO and the Jewish Defense League IDL, two major Jewish self-defense organizations, list this black man at the top of the assassination blacklist all year round.
Find a more intuitive word to describe, this guy is probably the leader of the black Ku Klux Klan, and he was nicknamed black XXX.
And he did not die of murder like those black activists in the 1960s. The main reason is that he is more extreme and tougher than Martin Luther King, Malcolm-X, etc. He believes in YSL and has a YSL belief. Black paramilitary groups accept donations from YSL world leaders all year round. It is even rumored that the black activist Malcolm-X died at the hands of his close friend, because Malcolm has a gentle style and is willing to compromise and communicate with whites.
Such a ruthless character, the US government does not dare to touch him lightly, because getting rid of him will not only deify him completely, but also allow a large number of black people who follow him and believe in him to complete the transformation from fanatical cultists to real terrorists. I am afraid that the disaster for the United States will be even more serious at that time.
What's more, he just made a lot of anti-Semitic remarks, and he didn't really commit terrorist acts.
And it’s not that the Jews have never tried assassination activities, but the two sides have met several times, and the Jews have not taken advantage of it at all. The two major Jewish self-defense organizations in the United States are backed by Israeli and American Jewish billionaires, and this black sect is backed by the powerful YSL. Overseas support, including Libya, Egypt and other countries, are his benefactors, which are not inferior to Jewish organizations.
Moreover, the black believers under him are not the trash black people who are often seen on the streets every day. These black people have firm beliefs, can insist on abstinence before marriage, monogamy after marriage, and refuse alcohol and drugs, etc., and even Lewis asked believers to avoid too much contact with black people Group popular street culture, respect for others, and strive to learn knowledge.
Those guys look like medieval paladins.
Even many blacks in the United States will privately make small donations to Louis Farrack and his organization. For example, Martin donated ten dollars.
For nothing else, I simply think that the other party is the light of the blacks. When the 3K Klan gathered in Montana a few years ago, several black men of the other party rushed in and burned the meeting place of the other party with homemade Molotov cocktails, and shot the KKK party emblem on the spot. The local 3K Klan did not dare to fight back at all, and finally relied on the police to arrest these people.
There are many such deeds, and even the largest black group in the United States, the American Association for the Advancement of Colored People, is scared to draw a line with this guy, claiming that Louis Farrak's black religious group is a hate organization that believes in black supremacy. Doesn't represent all black people.
And those black gangs in major cities will only bully black people, and they don't have the guts and courage to provoke white people.
This black fruit is the **** with ideals in front of them. It was established in 1979 in response to the organization that followed the trend and was defined as a cult by white people. Any violation of the law and discipline, and to maintain the law and order of the black community as much as possible.
But the problem is that the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
The believers of Louis Farrack can be strict with themselves because they are backed by the benefactor and there is no shortage of money. The black people in front of them obviously do not have as many benefactor fathers as Louis Farrack. They persisted for so long and were even framed by white people as extremist organizations , Still insisting on avoiding lawlessness is already a miracle among the black community.
"If while I'm in New York, you guys are willing to promise not to let those little people get in trouble with me, I'll think about it, ask my secretary, and see if I can offer you some legitimate work, and if you do Well, I think donations will appear regularly." Martin looked at the other party with a sincere expression, but said with a guilty conscience.
He is just a bodyguard and driver, not really a big shot. Of course, it is impossible to make regular donations to support the operation of this neighborhood organization.
However, these black people did not suspect Martin. After all, they all saw Spike Lee and Vanessa Williams last night. Well-known black people need Martin's help.
Hearing Martin's words, the blacks all showed joy. Before they could express their gratitude, Martin's phone rang.
"Sophia?" After Martin got connected, he heard Sophia's voice from the opposite side, and immediately walked to the balcony, distanced himself from the black people, and lowered his voice: "What's the matter?"
"I'm happy to hear that you're not drunk yet. How are you doing?" Sophia asked on the phone.
"Very good. I haven't figured it out. Did the boss arrange employee benefits for me alone?" Martin said.
Sophia heard that Martin actually thought that Tommy would consider the issue of employee benefits, and felt that it was necessary to extinguish his hopes: "You need to change your habit of loving fantasy, Martin, your experience today is mainly to prepare for tomorrow's work."
"What job?"
Sophia said the arrangement: "There are several black naval officers. Tommy hopes that you will complete the hospitality work during this period, just like you treated yourself yesterday. You probably need to prepare a few more cars, arrange drivers, and accompany them. They go to places in New York and things like that.”
Martin looked at the black men in the living room, held the phone and said, "I should have guessed that the boss asked me to spend money yesterday, not just to reward me for my hard work during this time, Sophia, what capacity do I... deal with those officers? "
"Producer or senior hair stylist of BT TV network? You can print any title you like on your business card, but you will pay for the printing fee yourself." Sophia said with a smile: "And Tommy asked me to remind you, you can even Even if you write that you are the President of the United States on your business card, you can only get a weekly salary of 250 yuan a week."
Hung up the phone, Martin walked back to the living room, looked at these black people: "Can you drive?"
The blacks looked at each other, then nodded to Martin: "Of course, sir."
"Very well, my secretary called me. My itinerary in New York has changed. Some senior black military officers from the Pentagon are coming to see me. I am going to arrange a few luxury cars to pick them up. If you arrange it better than the car rental company Full-time drivers are more trustworthy, I think, donations will wave to you." Martin looked at these black people and said:
"Each of them, like me, is a big shot that you have absolutely no chance to get in touch with."
"We don't know who you are, Mr. Hart." The black man named Drake asked Martin.
Martin picked up the unfinished ice cream, turned his head and looked at the TV in the living room, which was playing the late-night program "Almighty Gun King" on the BT TV network:
"See that network that has great shows for all black people in America, it's mine."
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After spending a minute with Tommy's father Colin Hawke and Tony's father-in-law Logan Herdo, Julian Farrell felt that Tommy was more pleasing to the eye.
Tommy, Ottilia, Tony, Ashley, Bethea and others were said to be the CS buddies of his daughter and Tommy living in New York. They wanted to let these bumpkins from other places see the real New York reason to pick up.
My wife and Mrs. Hull went out accompanied by Sophia and Dorothy. It is said that Sophia booked a well-known female masseuse in New York in advance for a massage.
Then, in the huge Marie Manor, only myself, Colin, and Logan are left.
This made Julian feel a little embarrassed, because he didn't dare to talk too much with Colin and Logan, two guys who opened and shut their mouths and kept swearing, and their laughter was exaggerated and loud.
The two of them have been living on the bottom floor, and Julian, since birth, the bottom floor is another world completely insulated from him. He is not sure if he suddenly said something wrong, and then the two look strong and strong, with skin The tanned guy picked up the beer bottle in his hand and smashed it on his head.
So, after seeing Page with a smile on his front foot and driving several ladies including his wife, Julian immediately started to use his brain, trying to find a reason to leave, and come back at night to enjoy the holiday dinner with everyone.
Thinking of this, he felt that although his **** future son-in-law is a jerk, he is indeed quite capable. Tommy is like a bottle of lubricating oil, no matter how dry the situation is, he can make it moist, no matter how dry it is. Terrible vibes, always keep the heat going as long as he's around.
"Hehe~ The women are finally gone, listening to them happily discussing what kind of clothes to wear when going out, reminds me of the scene when I castrated my rooster. , I don't understand, castrate a rooster, what are those hens excited about, like now I don't understand, why can these ladies chat for forty minutes next to me about what to wear when going out, my wife is bad, Zhu Lian, this is all your wife's and Sophia's fault." After Logan Hull watched his wife go away with the car, a sincere expression finally appeared on the face that was originally wearing a numb fake smile. Put out your hands, wrap Colin with your left, and Julian with your right:
"But the ending is good. Now, there are only three of us old guys left, Colin, you have to let Julian and I recover our numb brains."
Julian was a little uncomfortable, because in fact, he and Mr. Hull only met for the second time. The last time they met was Christmas last year. The relationship was not very familiar, but obviously, in the eyes of Logan Hull at this moment, he might already be regarded as A "friend" recognized by the other party?
Colin turned around and looked at the two old guys whose precious daughters were taken away by his two sons: "Do you know that I have long wanted to save my brain, and next, we will use alcohol..."
"Colin, Logan, I might go to Manhattan to meet a business..." Julian heard that Colin was going to take the two of them for drinks in the afternoon, and immediately decided to find an excuse to leave. Being with guys who like to drink is more dangerous than listening to a group of women discuss what to wear when going out.
Hearing Julian say that he has business work to deal with, neither Colin nor Logan objected, but some expressions of regret that looked more like polite and perfunctory.
"I already found out yesterday that the location is about a dozen miles away from this manor. It perfectly suits our tastes, drinks of various tastes, and occasionally a bar girl who plays a stripper. There are a lot of guests who go to enjoy it. We used to definitely I won't feel bored." After greeting Colin and Julian, he turned to Logan Hull and excitedly talked about the information he had collected.
Julian was arranging his suit and preparing to leave, but he hesitated when he heard what Colin said.
Isn’t Colin a peerless good man recognized in the Hope Hill neighborhood of Warwick? Don't talk about yourself, even Otilia, his wife, and even Tommy have always said that this guy loves his wife deeply, and even if his wife died, he never had any affair with other women. In Tommy's words, One of the craziest things about his relationship between men and women was that he once planned to use his perky buttocks that he had trained through years of physical labor to seduce a female lawyer, trying to get the female lawyer to give him a discount to help him bring back Bethea.
Now, there are no other people, only three old men including himself, this guy has exposed his true colors unscrupulously?
Drinks, bar girl... Reminiscing that this is Long Island, New York, a place where rich people live together, Julian immediately imagined the scene of the club full of beauties and rich people.
Moreover, his real estate in New York is in Manhattan, and he has no idea about the entertainment venues near Long Island. It seems that the two old guys, Hawke and Hull, often go to such places, so everyone should have the same tastes and hobbies, and more It is easy to become friends who trust each other.
Logan Hull laughed: "That's right, buddy, if you really leave, I will definitely tell Colin behind your back that you are boring, and it is best not to invite you in the future."
"It looks like it's too late for me to change my mind?" Julian asked with a smile, spreading his hands.
"A wise choice." Hull patted Julian on the shoulder.
Colin looked at Julian suspiciously: "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure." Seeing Colin's gaze, Julian thought that the other party was guessing whether he was going to be an informant for the women, so he took the initiative to explain: "I'm in Manhattan, and I have some recommendations for places that suit your taste, or , our taste, do you want me to show you my taste first?"
Colin grinned, rejected Julian's proposal, and said generously: "No, I will pay for all the expenses this time, and then it will be Logan next time, and it will be your turn for the last time."
Julian did not refuse. He knew that Colin had registered several companies in his name and still held some shares. He was not short of money.
In fact, not only Colin, but even Logan and his sea line ship industry have become richer because of participating in some of Tommy's business operations.
For example, Tommy had specially flown to persuade him in person before, and introduced several new shareholders to Haixian Shipping Industry. Haixian Shipping Industry also held shares in several computer companies in Silicon Valley. The president of the Navy is Thomas Hayward, the 21st Secretary of Naval Operations of the United States.
Haixian Ship Industry has been focusing on the private yacht industry before, but it does not mean that it is not interested in becoming a contractor of the Pentagon’s Navy Department. Those large orders have no chance for the time being because they have no patents and background. After combining with boat patents, coupled with the contacts of the former chief of naval operations, the navy's meager purchase orders for small logistics boats have been obtained, but the income can only be said to be better than nothing.
If it is just such a result, it is not worthy of Julian's recognition of Tommy as the future son-in-law. The most important thing is the follow-up. The order from the Pentagon in the United States cannot be obtained. U.S. Pentagon contractors like Lockheed Martin and Raytheon allow corrupt officials who have benefited from KeyBank to rely on KeyBank loans to purchase boats from the Sealine Shipping Industry to improve the coastal defense forces of those small countries.
The contacts who have already started cooperation during the charity event, the second cooperation does not need to involve trust issues at all, those officials do not need to pay themselves, and have extra income in their pockets, and they can also promote the purchase of powerful American boats to enhance national defense forces , To draw closer relations with the United States, there is simply no reason to refuse.
Who the **** cares how that loan ends up being paid off?
Whether it is the international reputation of Haixian Shipping Industry or the money it earns, Julian has no dissatisfaction with Tommy. This guy is the perfect son-in-law in his eyes.
As for Tommy's close relationship with other women without telling Otilia, just kidding, which rich man will really face a woman all his life? With few mistresses, how can you brag about your charms to your friends?
Look at Colin now, he was a typical nice guy before, now he has money, and he immediately becomes a guy who knows about high-end clubs everywhere.
Just like that, the three old men got into Colin's pickup truck and went straight to the entertainment place that perfectly suited the tastes of these old guys.
It's just that as the car drove farther, the expression on Julian's face became more serious, because before the car window was various private estates and holiday villas in Long Island, even in winter, the scenery was beautiful enough, but as time went by, the car window It has become an ordinary suburban dwelling, and the environment is getting worse.
At first, Julian thought he was heading towards New York City, but now it looks like he is getting farther and farther away from New York.
"Colin, are you sure you didn't go the wrong way?" Julian asked.
Colin looked through the rearview mirror in the driver's seat and said to Julian in the back seat: "Julian, you have to believe that a man will never need a guide in this kind of thing, and of course he won't get lost."
"Well, anyway, it's your treat, Colin." After receiving Colin's affirmative answer, Julian relaxed, picked up a magazine in the car, and began to look through it.
When the car finally stopped and Julian shifted his gaze from the magazine to the car window, he realized that he had arrived in a small town that didn't feel very good.
"Get out of the car, Julian, we're done." Colin and Logan excitedly opened the car door and walked down, urging Julian, who was hesitant, excitedly.
Julian got out of the car with the two of them, looked around, and then this bad feeling became stronger, because he looked around for a long time, but he didn't find any signs of the park within his vision, and the shops on the street They were all messy with names I hadn’t heard before, and there was even a dirty fast food truck selling fast food on the street in the distance. Although the people who lined up to buy were all white, they didn’t look like rich people.
This is not a livable town preferred by rich people. What kind of high-end club can open in such a place?
"This is it!" Colin pointed to a black iron door that looked rusty for some years: "Hurry up~"
Julian raised his head, and there was a wrought iron signboard above the door, MilkRoom.
"The name doesn't sound like... the kind of place that suits my taste as I imagined." Julian said suspiciously when Logan walked in with his arms around his shoulders.
Colin immediately opened the door and walked in: "Don't just look at the appearance."
As soon as the door was opened, Julian almost fainted on the spot due to the various pungent smells gushing out from inside.
Inside is a small bar that doesn’t seem to have anything to do with the word high-end, or even the word mid-range. A group of big white men gather in it, playing billiards, watching TV at the bar, or sitting at the bar. On the booth, the barmaids who shuttled through the bar serving drinks for everyone were flirting with vulgar words.
The reason why Julian almost fainted was because a second before he fainted, he saw a bar girl who seemed to have lost because of playing billiards. She jumped onto the pool table amidst the cheers of countless men, unbuttoned her bra, and let the Feast your eyes.
That pair of waves was definitely not attractive to Julian who had seen the big scene, but the two big blobs of white flowers that suddenly filled his eyeballs were like a shot in the arm, allowing him to find something worth paying attention to before he fainted. two points.
Looking at Colin and Logan next to him, it seemed as if he had returned home, especially Colin, this guy actually took a deep breath in the bar, and then rushed directly towards the bar full of strong white men of all colors with drunken faces In the past, the actions were vulgar and impolite~
It's like unlubricated foreplay, squeezed in directly.
Just when Julian felt that the big man next to him, who was hit by Colin and spilled his drink because of his violent action, would definitely go crazy, Colin had already taken out the change and threw it on the table, and his other hand had already reached the big man next to him who was still in a daze Shoulder: "Brother, do you have any recommendations for drinks in this place? Seeing as I'm new here, I'm going to buy you a glass again?"
"Frank! Here are two glasses of Hoboken specialty whiskey! Treat the stranger next to me!" Hearing Colin's words, the big man shouted at the busy bartender.
Seeing that the bartender didn't have time to pay attention to him, the big man simply stood up by himself, skillfully taking advantage of the bartender's neglect, he took two glasses of beer and gave one to Colin: "You buy Millwater whiskey, I'll buy you **** Beer, taste this shit."
"The alcohol content in this is less **** than the tadpole content in my seventy-year-old uncle!" Colin gulped it down, and then gave his own evaluation to the big man: "It seems that the price of this place is more expensive than that of Warwick. High, the boss has to add more water to ensure that the wine will not be stolen and the store will close down."
At this time, a barmaid who returned from serving drinks also walked up to Colin, sizing up the unfamiliar faces: "Hey, new here, what do you want?"
Colin took out a pile of change bills with rough movements, and said to the barmaid who was at least in her thirties and with heavy makeup: "First, give me two glasses of Millwater whiskey, and... what's your name?"
"Littlefinger Mickey." The barmaid didn't wait for the big man to announce his family name, and directly helped to say his name: "A man with a cue as cute as Littlefinger."
"*****" The big man named Mickey swears suddenly, and the girl is not to be outdone, and fights back fiercely: "The whole world knows that the safety T manufacturer can't make money from you by relying on the smallest model, Mickey! You Better hope they're willing to make you children's clothes!"
After the two finished their cursing, Colin put the empty beer glass heavily on the bar, made a loud noise to attract the attention of the drinkers, and then said loudly: "Secondly! I want everyone present at the moment to taste Taste of shit! This round! Hillbilly Colin Hawke from Mount Hope in Warwick, Rhode Island is in for a treat!"
After yelling this sentence, all the drunkards cheered and raised their glasses to signal Colin. Some of them who were sitting close enough walked over to start a conversation with Colin.
"Logan, Luo..." Julian stared dumbfounded at Colin's quick integration into the environment, and wanted to ask Logan next to him, but when he turned his head, Logan Hull, who was supposed to be by his side, had also disappeared. No, Julian searched the field for a long time, only to see that guy with a cigarette in his mouth, talking and laughing happily with several big guys in front of the pool table.
Depressed, Julian walked over to borrow coins from Logan, then walked to the landline in the corner of the bar and wanted to call his driver to ask him to pick him up. The bad environment here made him feel like staying a second longer It's all suffering.
But before he had time to throw the coin in, someone pinched his butt, which made Julian turn around in a hurry, and then saw a bar girl with heavy makeup winking at him, and shook his head vigorously. Take a look at the choppy chest: "It's well maintained, even more firm than my mother's chest."
"I... sorry, what did you say?" Julian didn't talk casually, because he was worried that the loud noise would make him hear wrong.
The lady looked at the blond-haired Julian, as if she had seen through him a long time ago, and seemed to dislike Julian's reaction just now: "Don't pretend to be a virgin or widowed for many years in front of my mother, that tone is disgusting, you What do you want to drink, big **** man?"
"Beer, thank you." Julian hesitated, holding the phone receiver, looking at the other party nervously and said.
Seeing the other party staring at him, Julian put the coin into the barmaid's tray again, and the barmaid gave Julian a deep look with silly eyes, then turned and walked towards the bar.
Julian recalled the turbulent wind-burning scene of the woman just now, and slightly suppressed the idea of getting the driver to pick him up, and decided to stay a little longer.
Although this place looks terrible, the women are a bit older, but the vulgarity, boldness, and coquettishness unique to the bottom are something Julian couldn't see in those high-end clubs before, at least before going to bed, the women in those high-end clubs see It will definitely not be as blatant and bold as the woman at the moment.
"You missed a good opportunity." On the booth next to it, a bald man held a draft beer mug and laughed at Julian: "Leddy is the most beautiful cow in the milk house, a man with a curvy hip."
"I'm sorry, were you talking to me just now?" Julian took the opportunity to sit opposite the other party and asked curiously.
The bald man wiped the beer foam from his beard: "You should take advantage of the opportunity and accidentally drop the coin you used to buy wine into her bodice, and check which one feels better, her **** or your **** .”
"Coins? Twenty-five cents?" Julian said in shock.
"You don't even have twenty-five cents, do you? Poor guy?" The big man smiled drunkenly:
"Twenty-five cents to buy a glass of beer and have the opportunity to enjoy additional benefits. It is very cost-effective, and that is Leddy. Not everyone can have the opportunity to get Leddy's benefits. She has to be pleasing to the eye, and you have just successfully played I made a stupid mistake and lost this opportunity..."
Julian was shocked by the consumption level of this bar. Twenty-five cents can blatantly tease a woman: "In this kind of place, if you want to have a more intimate behavior with a woman, how much do you need to pay?"
"Hillbilly, don't you **** have a wife if you haven't been to a bar? It's enough to have an eye addiction here. After you feel hard or watch hard, you'd better go home and leave it to your wife. There is no extra charge, and your wife I will love you even more! Otherwise, if you want to get their help, you may have to be willing to raise your child with the girl who helped you solve it, or your thing can withstand the fist of the husband of the girl you fucked." The big man despised Looking at Julian: "How stupid do you have to be to have **** with a bar girl in a place like this?"
"I..." Julian didn't know what to say, and wanted to get up and leave.
If it’s not for the women, are these two guys, Colin and Hull, for liking the dozens of strong white men that fill the space?
Seeing that Julian was about to leave, the drunken man staggered up and stopped him. Julian watched the big man take out a beer from the beer beside him and handed it to himself: "Hey, you country bumpkin who has no money to drink, Let me, a rich man with a fortune of two dozen beers, treat you to one."
A few days ago, I was delayed a few days because of my child's illness. I'm sorry, but it seems to be recovering now, so I try my best to ensure that there will be updates every day. In fact, as long as the child is not sick, I can still update every day. The main reason is Once I got sick, I was so scary, I coughed all night, I felt like my lungs were going to be coughed up, and I was not in the mood to code. During this time, my home looked like a hospital, with home atomizers, traditional Chinese medicine, western medicine, and syringes. …
(end of this chapter)