Sister-in-law comes for treatment

He could see that the boss had a sad face, so the man in front of him gave him a way out.

If he doesn't get it right.

Just send it in.

I know I’ve failed this time.

Looking at the person in front of him, he was a little curious: "May I ask your name?

Which industry did you work in before?"

Wang Tiezhu wanted to give his name, but suddenly he worried about getting into trouble here, being chased home, and causing trouble for his parents.

He changed his mind and said with a smile: "My name is Wang Hu, and people call me Brother Hu."

Leng Shan, who was standing next to him, glanced at Wang Tiezhu with a look of surprise.

The boss smiled and shouted, "Brother Hu, just by hearing your name, I know you are going to do big things."

Wang Tiezhu smiled and said, "It's your turn to introduce yourself."

The boss smiled and said, “My last name is Chen Sheng, I learned to play cards before, and I was a Thousand Fire General, but I didn’t like it very much.

Because a thousand-door fire will be too dangerous, and now there are many surveillance videos and mobile phones, and if you hurt someone you will go to jail.

And the income is extremely low.

I won’t do it.

Society has changed and all old trades have become obsolete.

It’s not easy to mix! "

He sighed solemnly.

Wang Tiezhu was stunned. What is Thousand Fire Generals? What is this? It seems to be related to playing cards.

They also often fight.

He felt like he was listening to a divine book.

But his expression remained calm, as if he didn't care.

After listening to it, he said: "Don't sigh yet, I want to ask you something.

I want to hear what's going on around the train station."

Chen Sheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at Wang Tiezhu for a long time, and said in an excited tone: "Brother Hu, are you going to break into the plate?"

Wang Tiezhu heard the jargon again and pondered for a long time, but still didn't understand what it meant.

Go out, go out, go out into the society, go out into the world.

Plate...what does this mean?

It's too hard to understand.

He pretended to be profound and asked: "Did you figure it out?"

Chen Sheng smiled and said, “Brother Hu, I am so lucky to have run into someone who broke into the plate.

I have heard from my master since I was a child that those who make a living have solid skills, real talent, and are brave and not afraid of death.

Regardless of success or failure.

These people are all talented.

Brother Hu, please take me with you. I will follow you to explore the area around the train station where Brother Hu is.

I can have some soup later too.”

Wang Tiezhu finally understood that this "breaking the plate" means that a newcomer who has just arrived in a new place should make the place his own.

To put it bluntly, it is a fight for territory.

This seems to be a good idea, thinking of this he smiled and said: "You want to follow me?

If you don’t want to die, are you afraid?”

This……

Chen was speechless. He wanted to say that he was not afraid of death, but that didn't sound true.

He wanted to say that he was afraid of death, but he was worried that if he said that, Brother Hu would not want him.

After hesitating for a long time, he said, "Brother Hu, everything I say is just empty talk. Just wait and see how I perform in the future."

Wang Tiezhu smiled and nodded. He was not a troublemaker, so he didn't care what Chen Sheng said. "Tell me about the dinner party at the train station."

Chen Sheng smiled and said, “Brother Hu, it’s not appropriate for you to stand here and chat since this is our first meeting.

Let’s find a place.

I am here to welcome Brother Hu."

Wang Tiezhu also wanted to get more information out of him: "Okay."

Chen Sheng immediately closed the shop and led Wang Tiezhu and Leng Shan out. When they reached the door, Wang Tiezhu raised his hand and called to Shen Sanshi who was resting at the door: "Let's go."

Shen III held his waist with one hand: "Finally it came out, it took too long."

When Chen Sheng saw the old man, he thought he was Wang Tiezhu's elder, so he said respectfully, "Senior, I am Chen Sheng, the junior. Thank you for your guidance."

Shen III looked at Chen Sheng suspiciously: "Are you referring to Master Mi as well?"

Chen Sheng shook his head: "I am the Thousand Fire Generals, but that's all in the past."

Thousand Fire Generals?

Shen III looked at Wang Tiezhu suspiciously: "Master, you...you want to learn the art of cheating?"

Chen Sheng heard Shen Sanshi calling Wang Tiezhu "Master".

He was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and his gaze shifted back and forth between Wang Tiezhu and Shen Sanshi.

The more I look, the more confused I become.

Brother Tiger is here to take advantage of the situation.

It should not refer to people in the profession of Mi Jushi.

But why did he accept a disciple who was a lay Buddhist?

What’s incredible is that the apprentice is so old that he is almost buried.

Wang Tiezhu glared at Shen Sanshi and said, "Shut up!"

He was worried that Shen III would say something like he was unlucky and had terrible misfortunes.

Scared Chen Sheng away.

Shen III looked embarrassed, blushed and kept silent.

Leng Shan has been following Wang Tiezhu. He doesn't like talking the most, and he feels an inexplicable sense of security when standing behind Wang Tiezhu.

A few people crossed a street, bought a few things, and then climbed onto the roof of a six-story building opposite.

Four people were at the edge of the roof, laying a piece of cardboard, on which were placed four side dishes: pig ears, beef, peanuts, and three kinds of shredded black fungus.

Although it is a disposable plastic lunch box, it looks decent at first glance.

There was also a bundle of beer next to it.

A few people sat and chatted for a while and finally got to the point.

Chen Sheng walked to the edge of the rooftop with a bottle of beer in one hand, pointed down and said to Wang Tiezhu: "The train station is very chaotic, and all kinds of people from the gray area are trying to make a living here.

Look at that. Do you see it?

That's a thief!"

Wang Tiezhu stretched his head and looked down, and saw a small house about 1.5 meters high on the side of the road, where a man was busy selling gingerbread.

There were three people standing in front of the stall.

An urban white-collar man in his thirties, wearing a white shirt and carrying a briefcase.

Another one was wearing a security uniform, holding a hat and carrying a plastic bag.

The other one was a woman, wearing a short-sleeved shirt that exposed her waist, low-waisted cropped pants, and carrying a small bag.

Wang Tiezhu looked for a while but couldn't figure out which one was the thief, so he asked Chen Sheng: "Which one is the thief?"