si-mexico Chapter 169 Capturing Zhou Ping
Chapter 169 Capturing Zhou Ping
Baili Pangpang smiled mysteriously: "Haha, Brother Zhou Ping saved our family's ancestral hall. Before I came, my elders told me that this matter must be handled in a grand and glorious manner."
As he spoke, Baili Pangpang glanced at his watch and said, "Haha, here it comes!"
The voice just fell,
A commotion came from outside, followed by the sound of firecrackers.
Zhou Ping's third uncle glanced at Baili Pangpang, then hurriedly ran outside, ready to see what kind of trouble this landlord's foolish son would cause this time!
On the street outside, six lion dancers were performing, surrounding a golden embroidered ball in the center, showing off their skills.
Immediately afterwards, a hundred or so people followed, dancing a strange dance as they walked this way.
Everyone's face is different; some are sacred like gods, some are ferocious like monsters, and some are burly men with black beards!
At the very front, a dancer with a black and white ghost face painted on his face held a long cloth tongue and led the dance at the very front of the group. Behind him followed a Taoist-looking man who also waved a large flag, which swung with great force.
Behind the two, dozens or even hundreds of people dressed in strange costumes danced.
Accompanied by the drumbeats, these people danced wildly, their movements and the sound of wooden sticks striking each other striking the depths of the heart, giving the onlookers a jolt of energy.
The dance moves seemed to tell a story, or perhaps some ancient prayer ritual, mysterious and solemn.
A person next to him excitedly shouted, "I know this! I know this! This is Yingge dance! This is Yingge dance! It's very popular in the South!"
“We know that, but my question is, why has this dance, which is popular in the South, suddenly come to our city? We haven’t heard of any big bosses from the South coming to our area.”
Lin Qiye nudged Baili Pangpang curiously: "Pangpang, did you do this?"
Baili Pangpang said proudly, "Yes, I did it. Everyone, I have experience dealing with people with social anxiety. Believe me, after all this trouble, Sword Saint Zhou Ping definitely won't want to come back here anytime soon."
Cao Yuan asked with some curiosity, "How much did it cost?"
"Money is vulgar! Let's talk about fate, not money!"
"how much is it?"
"Eight million connections! I'll reimburse your round-trip travel expenses!"
The entire "Covering the Sky Squad" fell silent. Wang Teng sighed softly, "Fatty, it's fortunate that you had the self-awareness to not take over the Baili Group yourself. Otherwise, I estimate that the Baili Group would already be bankrupt."
Baili Pangpang: "..."
The dance troupe performed the Yingge dance around "Third Uncle's Local Cuisine Restaurant".
Zhou Ping's third uncle's neighbor immediately looked at Zhou Ping's third uncle and aunt with curiosity.
"Old Zhou, this was all your doing. I never knew you guys were so wealthy!"
The couple looked inside the house, then at the lively scene at the door, and fell silent.
"Old man, what should I say in this situation? I feel a little awkward!"
Uncle San's face was almost frozen with laughter: "How should I know? This is the first time I've encountered someone who treats money like paper. You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask!"
Just then, the Yingge Dance Troupe finished their performance. The 107 members lined up in six rows and shouted at "Third Uncle's Local Cuisine Restaurant": "Thank you 'Sword Saint' Zhou Ping for saving our Baili family ancestral hall! The Baili Group has come to express our gratitude!"
With a thud, Zhou Ping slumped into the stool, his face deathly pale as he stared at Baili Pangpang.
"Fatty, how could you do this?"
Wang Teng was almost laughing his head off. Given Zhou Ping's social anxiety, he was probably no longer thinking about how to beat up Baili Pangpang to vent his anger, but rather about living on a different planet.
Sitting down in the room with a blank expression, the third uncle glanced at Zhou Ping.
You know your own child best. This kid's probably already worn out his shoe insoles by now!
Uncle San coughed and said helplessly, "Well... sigh, this child is a bit shy around strangers. After what you've done, I reckon he'll be too afraid to talk to people in the future."
Baili Pangpang continued, "Well then, Third Uncle, our group wants to open a branch here and wants to hire Brother Ping. The monthly salary is 30. Do you think that salary is low?"
When the third uncle, who was drinking water, heard the price, he almost choked to death.
"Many, many, how much!"
"Three hundred thousand? That's a bit low. Let's make it one million!"
Third Uncle pointed at Zhou Ping and said, "Even if you threw my nephew on a scale, he wouldn't be worth this price. Hmm..."
At this point, Third Uncle looked at Baili Pangpang with some suspicion: "Wait a minute, little Fatty, you guys aren't some kind of organ trafficking criminal gang, are you?"
Baili Pangpang's lips twitched, and he said helplessly, "Third Uncle, what are you thinking? Look, this is my photo. It was even on the news a few days ago."
Taking Baili Pangpang's phone, the third uncle saw that Baili Pangpang was shaking hands with a man in a suit and tie, and the headline read, "Baili Group Chairman Baili Tuming plans to reach an agreement with the government on certain aspects."
My third uncle breathed a sigh of relief; as long as it wasn't organ trafficking, that was fine.
"Hey Fatty, tell me the truth, what do you see in my nephew? He's not good at studying, he's just average-looking, and his mouth is so tight you could never get a word out of him."
Baili Pangpang said with a simple and honest expression, "Haha, Third Uncle, didn't I tell you? We've taken a liking to Brother Ping's luck. Since he can protect our ancestral hall, he must be a benefactor to our Baili family. By the way, if you don't want to stay here, you can come and work with Brother Zhou Ping here."
Third Uncle and Third Aunt quickly shook their heads: "No, no need, that's too much money. We'd probably be unable to sleep at night if we took it. By the way, Zhou Ping's salary shouldn't be too high either, ten thousand or eight thousand a month is enough for him to get married in the future."
Zhou Ping looked at his third uncle for help: "Third Uncle..."
"Alright, you silly child, this is your chance. They are your benefactors. Learn skills from them and remember to take care of us in the future!"
"Hmm~!"
Third Uncle had something else he didn't say: Baili Pangpang made such a big scene today, he was afraid that Zhou Ping's two troublesome parents would come over and hurt Zhou Ping again.
I don't know who this child takes after.
No matter who bullies him, he only remembers the good things others have done for him and never retaliates against the harm they cause him.
"Fatty, my nephew will be following you from now on. If he does anything wrong, just tell him. If it really doesn't work, just tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson!"
Baili Pangpang: "ヽ(ー_ー)ノ"
Teaching the Sword Saint a lesson? You're kidding me! You'd be asking for it!
After leaving 'Third Uncle's Local Cuisine Restaurant', Zhou Ping looked at Baili Pangpang with a resentful expression: "Pangpang, you tricked me!"