Chapter 392 Eighty-one Store Rules
"Get out of the way~!" Dou Yuntao waved his hand to drive the pillar away, and then said while putting meat on the grill: "Third child, how did you think about what I told you last time? Your broken unit is almost out of the pot, what's the point of continuing to stay, open a winery with us, you are responsible for all the advertising and marketing of the winery, and I and the second child will give you some shares, which is much better than you being a small designer in a year." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Gao Wenfeng looked at his girlfriend and said with a smile: "Let's go back and think about it, right?"
Ding Cong rolled his eyes next to him and said, "Think about it, hurry up and agree, will the second child treat you badly?"
Among this group of people, he knew Yang Ling the most.
"Okay~!" Gao Wenfeng nodded helplessly, "Actually, I can't stay anymore, but I'm not very good at anything else, and I'm a little worried!"
Dou Yuntao happily hugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "That's right, Lao Tzu has been busy losing twenty pounds recently, and I will be much easier when you come!"
Gao Wenfeng's face suddenly darkened.
"Yu Qiang, do you want to come along? Our factory still needs a logistics director, just right for your sullen personality!" Dou Yuntao said to Yu Qiang.
Yu Qiang sighed and put down his chopsticks, stared at the meat on the grill for a long time before he said faintly: "How sad can you be?" Just like a group of eunuchs going up to the Qinglou, I am now living every day like a year, full of sorrows, whining and mourning, the meat is almost unbearable, count me in, the Cultural Affairs Bureau is simply not a place for people to stay!"
Yang Ling smiled and quipped, "What, aren't you afraid that your father will beat you to death?"
"Beat~!" Yu Qiang showed a sad look on his face, "He is strong, the breeze blows on the hills, he wants to beat me, I have to pout my ass and let him beat me, who calls him my father, a hundred years of life, like a snap of a finger, I also want to earn money to marry a daughter-in-law, that goddess of luck Athena has been tired of me......"
Yang Ling: ......
Others: ......
Now the grass platform team of the distillery is complete, Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, Dou Yuntao also smiled, and flickered to two trustworthy helpers, who were in a good mood, and asked the pillar to move another case of beer.
Almost an hour later, full of wine and food, just as Yang Ling was about to leave with a few brothers, he was left alone by the coquettish and charming barbecue restaurant proprietress on the grounds that only cash was accepted today and credit cards were not accepted.
Watching a group of brothers leave with great contempt and affection, Yang Ling wanted to cry and lean on the door without tears, living like a little daughter-in-law who had suffered a lot of resentment.
Zhen Tian walked to him with a smile, looked at his appearance and couldn't help gritting his teeth and twisting his ears and said: "You little conscienceless, my sister waited until midnight yesterday, hum, let's go, my sister will tell you about the eighty-one store rules that the second child of the barbecue restaurant gold medal shop should know today......
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A painful and happy night passed.
It was almost ten o'clock the next morning, and Yang Ling dragged his vain footsteps back to the Xishanju Villa.
The villa was quiet, and he stretched and lay down on the rocking chair under the flower trellis behind the courtyard to rest.
Thinking back to the crazy appearance of Zhen Tian, who was in high spirits after eating Qingshui Dan last night, he couldn't help but pinch his legs, this woman was his nemesis in bed, he didn't move almost all night, just lay on his back with his face to the sky, and then made mushrooms all night.
He has an impulse to be full of inner cows!
A light curtain popped up in front of him, and the heads of two middle-aged Taoist priests appeared on the light curtain, Yang Ling casually clicked down Wu Yanchang's head, and after a while, the avatar flashed a few times, and Wu Yanchang's image appeared on the light curtain.
"Master~!What's the matter?"
"What have you and Xue Daochang been doing lately, why haven't you gone mining?" Yang Ling asked lazily.
Wu Yanchang said with some embarrassment: "Master, it's not that the disciple is lazy, he's been a little busy recently, so he didn't go mining!"
Yang Ling pursed his lips, and said in his heart that you Taoists meditate and enlighten every day, otherwise they would travel all over the world to understand nature and be busy, but he asked in his mouth: "Is something wrong?"
"It's a big deal for us Taoist priests!" Wu Yanchang thought for a while and said, "The 26th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, that is, the day after tomorrow, is the birthday of Qingxu Yuan Miao Zhenjun, which is a relatively important festival for our Taoists, so we all have to go to Wudang Mountain to worship and participate in the birthday commemoration ......."
Yang Ling interrupted him, "Which immortal is this Qingxu Yuan Miao Zhenjun?"
Wu Yanchang wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "Qingxu Yuan Miao Zhenjun is Zhang Zhenren's title!"
Wudang Mountain, Zhang Zhenren!
Yang Ling was shocked, the most famous Taoist priest surnamed Zhang he knew was Zhang Sanfeng, remembering that in the movie, the Central Plains Martial Arts Sect besieged Wudang Mountain, and forced Zhang Cuishan to ask Zhang Cuishan about the whereabouts of the golden lion king Xie Xun, the scene of Zhang Sanfeng, the head of the Wudang faction on his one hundred and third birthday, was more than 100 years old, the old Taoist priest actually claimed that he could still get up every morning with a pillar of optimus, Yang Ling was envious at that time, so he asked excitedly: "Is Zhang Zhenren Zhang Sanfeng!"
"Yes!" Wu Yanchang replied respectfully, but he was also a little speechless in his heart for the master he picked up, this young master is mysterious and secret, and he is also a person who cultivates the truth, but he doesn't know Zhang Zhenren's title, which is really a bit unreasonable, because this title has existed in the Ming Dynasty, has been passed down for hundreds of years, and has long been famous all over the world.
Yang Ling's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help asking: "That means that this festival is still relatively lively!"
Wu Yanchang wiped the sweat on his forehead again and nodded hurriedly, " Yes, Zhang Zhenren is the ancestor of our Taoist sect, the status is respected, now there are incense temples all over the country almost will arrange for respected Taoist priests to participate in this birthday commemoration, we Yuntai Temple and Wanshou Eight Immortal Palace both belong to the Quanzhen faction, last month received a notice from the Wudang Mountain Management Office and the invitation of Wudang colleagues, has been preparing for this matter, we are ready to set off today, this time in addition to paying tribute to Zhang Zhenren, there are many overseas colleagues to listen to the preaching, plus domestic Taoists, the number is said to be thousands of people, this is not counting the time to join in the lively tourists and admire the lay monks and is the same way, It is estimated that there are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, and the excitement is certain. ”
Yang Ling thought that the winery now has Dou Yuntao and Gao Wenfeng in charge, and the barbecue restaurant has Zhu and Zhen Tian in charge, so he has nothing to do at the moment, so he just went to join in the fun.
And...... He also has a plan, the group of Taoist priests, compared to other secular people, is easier to fool, he wants to continue to develop, to exchange the pill for money, this group is the most acceptable and the least likely to have problems, maybe you can also take this opportunity to fool a few free miners. (To be continued.) )