1790 Psychedelics
Wang Huaizhuang couldn't help but be stunned, and said with a sneer: "People are old, I'm afraid that it will only increase sadness, and when the matter of Jiannan's investment company is over, you can take me to have a look." ”
"Hehe, my dad must want to see you, too." Wang Baoyu smiled meaningfully.
Wang Huaizhuang was stunned again, and suddenly said angrily: "Baoyu, do you want me to die soon?" ”
"How so! You've thought about it too much. Wang Baoyu said.
Wang Huaizhuang staggered to the toilet, and when he came back, his face was still a little unhappy, and he said, "Baoyu, accompany me for two more drinks." ”
"Grandpa, you can't drink anymore." Wang Baoyu said.
"You must drink it, even if it's for your dead father." Wang Huaizhuang insisted.
Damn, drink your damn day, Wang Baoyu scolded secretly, Wang Huaizhuang called the waiter to bring the wine, but then it was not the waitress who came in, but Liu Jiannan with a hippie smile.
"Where have you been in the past two days?" Wang Baoyu asked.
"Isn't this an investment company in the pipeline? Also, discuss the marriage with Xiaomeng. Liu Jiannan said with a smile, said, opened the red wine in his hand, and filled Wang Baoyu with a glass.
"Do you know how to do as the locals do? A few big men drink red wine and fart! Now Liu Jiannan has become his goduncle, which makes Wang Baoyu hate him even more.
"Hehe, this is not the civilian wine you often drink, but the top French wine, with a mellow taste, anyone who drinks it will like it." Liu Jiannan smiled, removed the upper part of the seal, screwed the spiral cone into the wooden stopper, and then slowly pulled it out, a burst of astringent and mellow aroma came, Liu Jiannan closed his eyes and stretched his neck and sniffed hard, how cheap it looked.
At this time, the mobile phone in Wang Baoyu's trouser pocket suddenly vibrate, and he hurriedly sneaked out to take a look, the text message was sent by Fan Jinqiang, and there were only four words on it: There is a problem with the wine.
Wang Baoyu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, it seems that Fan Jinqiang is still monitoring Wang Huaizhuang and Liu Jiannan, it must be that Wang Huaizhuang didn't make his words just now, so he called Liu Jiannan by going to the toilet.
Fan Jinqiang didn't remind what was in the wine, Wang Baoyu looked at the wine glass and was worried, if there was poison in it, wouldn't he burp in his stomach with this glass of wine? If you don't drink it, you are afraid of arousing suspicion, and when you are at a loss, Wang Baoyu suddenly saw the greasy pork ribs on the table.
Wang Baoyu stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece, chewed and spit out the bone, but got a mouthful of oil, Liu Jiannan also poured himself a glass, raised his glass and said: "Baoyu, let's have a drink, and we will rely on you in the future!" ”
"I'm a fart." Wang Baoyu laughed at himself, took the wine glass and drank it, then wiped his mouth with a napkin and spit out the wine in his mouth.
, let's see what kind of play they will play, after Wang Baoyu drank the wine, he pretended to be confused, and said vaguely: "Don't drink, I'm going back to sleep." ”
Wang Huaizhuang and Liu Jiannan looked at each other and glanced at each other, Liu Jiannan didn't drink his cup of wine, came over to support Wang Baoyu, and said, "Baoyu, I'll send you back to the room to rest." ”
"I'm going home!" Wang Baoyu said, and then closed his eyes in a daze.
I only felt that Liu Jiannan and Wang Huaizhuang laboriously carried themselves to a room, and was put on the bed again, he closed his eyes and remained motionless, only to hear Wang Huaizhuang ask in a low voice: "Liu Gongzi, are you sure that it is not poison?" ”
"I can't be wrong, I can still tell the difference between psychedelics and poisons." Liu Jiannan Road.
"Will it work?" Wang Huaizhuang asked uneasily.
"Hehe, isn't the current development of events coming step by step according to my wonderful arrangement?" Liu Jiannan was not ashamed.
"So what's wrong with him?" Wang Huaizhuang asked.
"It may take a while, we'll wait." Liu Jiannan Road.
Knowing that the wine was psychedelic drugs, Wang Baoyu laughed evilly in his heart, hehe, Lao Tzu will accompany you to act to the end, see who you are.
After a while, Wang Baoyu suddenly opened his eyes widely, looked around the house, but ignored Wang Huaizhuang and Liu Jiannan in the house, but stared at the wardrobe tightly, and shouted in horror: "Ghosts, there are ghosts." ”
Liu Jiannan laughed evilly and said to Wang Huaizhuang: "Look, this is the highest level of psychedelic drugs, and it has worked." ”
"Then ask quickly." Wang Huaizhuang obviously didn't want to delay, and said eagerly.
Liu Jiannan tidied up his clothes, came to Wang Baoyu's eyes, and said, "Baoyu, I'm your father!" ”
Malegobi, Lao Tzu is still your grandfather! Wang Baoyu was so angry that he almost remembered to beat this kid, but if that happened, it would definitely ruin the plan, so he endured the anger in his chest and pretended to be curious and asked, "Dad, didn't you die early?" ”
"Haha, look, am I very creative?" Liu Jiannan was so happy that he almost didn't jump up.
"Baoyu, where is Grandpa?" Wang Huaizhuang also came over.
"Grandpa, are you dead too?" Wang Baoyu said in horror.
Wang Huaizhuang frowned for a while, spit a few mouthfuls of spittle, and felt very unlucky, only to hear a piercing wail, Liu Jiannan cried at the top of his throat, and said, "Baoyu, my father died so miserably!" ”
Mother, pretend to be a ghost with Lao Tzu! Wang Baoyu was so angry that he wanted to step forward and strangle this stupid bastard, but he still pretended to be emotional and grabbed Liu Jiannan's hand and said, "Dad, my son misses you." ”
Liu Jiannan thought that Wang Baoyu was trapped, grinned and continued to cry, his acting skills were so bad that even Wang Huaizhuang couldn't bear to watch more, so he continued to say: "Son, it's really not easy for my father to live over there." ”
I, they are all dead and say that it is not easy to live, Wang Baoyu doesn't know how Liu Jiannan's brain grows, in order to find out what they want to do, Wang Baoyu said emotionally: "Dad, is there a little ghost to embarrass you?" ”
"Yes, our family is poor and has no money to pay tribute, so we will make the next oil pot in three days." Liu Jiannan Road.
"Yo, is that non-frying charred and crispy?" Wang Baoyu asked in surprise.
"It's not, as soon as you walk, you drop the oil residue!" Liu Jiannan said with a sad face, Wang Huaizhuang really couldn't listen to it, and sat down with a frown.
"I didn't expect that there would be so much corruption over there, and you need money to settle everything, Dad, you are too upright and don't understand the doorway here. Don't worry, I'll burn hundreds of millions for you. Wang Baoyu patted his chest and said.
"Alas, paper money doesn't work, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid my father will go to eighteen layers of hell." Liu Jiannan sighed, a picture of a very deep play.
"Dad, you're suffering." Wang Baoyu shed a few tears, wiped his snot by the way, and then grabbed Liu Jiannan's hand again.
Liu Jiannan's face changed, and his first reaction was to retract his hand, and then wash it ten times, but in order to prove that his strategy was superb, he still held back, but his voice was obviously much higher, and he really looked like a suffering ghost: "Baoyu, dad is so uncomfortable!" ”