"Those two brothers are so weird..."

“Will you also play on a rocking car when you grow up?”

"Hmm...I want to ride on that little yellow duck rocking car!"

The tourists coming and going had strange looks on their faces, but they all pulled their children around the two rocking cars.

Adults' bodies are always tall and stretched, but at this moment they curl up in the small seat, almost crushing the rocking car so that it cannot shake.

The orange-haired young man rested his head on the head of the little rainbow horse and sighed helplessly, "Didn't we say we were going to ride the carousel? Why are we riding the rocking car?"

"What's dad's dad's name?"

“Dad’s dad is called Grandpa!”

Amid the clear sound of the nursery rhyme, Su Ming pressed his head against his arm and squinted his eyes, "Because I don't want to queue."

Who wants to queue up in the hot sun for two hours to ride the carousel for five minutes?

He might as well ride the rocking car. He is tall and strong and no child can snatch it from him.

Su Ming patted the little yellow duck's head and said, "Do you feel a sense of familiarity?"

"Familiar?" Tartaglia was groggy and felt a bit hypnotic. "Familiar with what?"

Su Ming lay on the little yellow duck's head and looked at Tartaglia, chuckling, "Do you feel that you are actually very similar to the little yellow duck?"

"So..." Tartaglia opened his eyes, and helplessness flashed in his blue eyes, "Is this why you hit me on the head with the little yellow duck?"

Smash the Inazuma Hot Springs, smash the island vacation, smash one whenever you want!

The teacher used the star to hit the students, and the students used the yellow duck to hit their friends.

The same evilness from generation to generation!

Su Ming smiled, took out a little duck and threw it into Tartaglia's arms again, saying, "By the way, where is my Tartaglia duck?"

Where is his sunset loach?

Tartaglia frowned slightly and said, "According to Miss Anina, it is said that the appearance fee of this loach is now comparable to those puppets in the entertainment department."

The price was ridiculously high. It was obviously one person's property. He went to Anina to borrow a pet for a commercial under the name of an amusement park, but the girl who looked gentle and caring actually took away a bunch of Mora.

If he were not an executive, he would have to bet on the Loach Group.

"Okay..." Su Ming sighed and turned the ring.

The reward from Qiuqiu seemed to be given to him, so...

Then use the money to buy some wine!

A qualified pet should earn money to buy snacks for its owner!

"I find that I am getting darker and darker." Su Ming sighed and stuffed another game coin into the rocking car. "Now I even have to send my little pet to make money."

Tartaglia closed his eyes and said, "When you read my fortune, did you predict that I would have to work for you when I grow up?"

He calculated that he had found a way out of a desperate situation, which made him extremely confident and he also yearned for Liyue very much.

The result... the result was that he was kicked into the group of office workers by the inhuman Adonis.

Su Ming's eyes flickered, "Guess."

To be honest, he just learned fortune-telling a few days ago.

"Brother, brother!"

The familiar little boy ran over holding his sister's finger, stood in front of the rocking car, raised his head, and said seriously, "So can I have a rocking car that looks like the one-eyed little treasure?"

Tartaglia opened his eyes and reached out to touch Tok's head. "Go find another brother. This brother doesn't have the final say."

How can he, a worker, be the boss of the capitalists?

Tartaglia looked at Su Ming sadly, then closed her eyes and lay on the little white horse rocking car, her knees trapped in the seat, and the silly hair on her head swayed slowly with the rocking car.

"Brother Su Ming?" Toke came closer to Su Ming again and poked his cheek with his hand. "I want One-Eyed Xiaobao's rocking car."

Su Ming opened his eyes a little, "Be good, I'll take you to find Brother Dotore later."

Although the capitalist can make decisions for the technician, this technician is a bit crazy and doesn't listen at all.

"Brother Dotore?" Toke raised his head, his small eyebrows knitted together, "I don't know him, but I've heard my brother scold him!"

Tartaglia was slightly startled, "Hey, Toke, my brother doesn't curse."

When he was Scaramucci?

Tok: ...

Toke looked at his brother blankly, scratching the corner of his clothes with his fingers, "Last time you came home, you were biting bread while calling him a lunatic."

Last time you went home?

The banquet?

Su Ming recalled for a moment, then turned his head to look at Tartaglia, "What did he do to you?"

"He..." Tartaglia finally freed his legs from the narrow seat and supported himself on the ground. "Pantarone withheld his money, and he asked me to beat you up, saying that you would stab your former boss in the back out of grief and anger."

Su Ming: ...

What did Pantarone do wrong?

When someone said something bad about him or her, he or she would almost be stabbed in the back.

These days...is it so difficult to be a capitalist?

A huge question mark appeared on Su Ming's forehead, and his eyes were full of confusion, "Is the IQ of this slice... not very high?"

Even the logic of the small slice of waste wouldn't be so weird.

Tartaglia snorted, "Maybe my hands were shaking when I cut, so I didn't cut the brain."

Although he did want to fight his friend, he didn't want to win by being unlucky.

Even if a fight really had to happen, it would have to happen after Adonis' bad luck got better.

"But what excuse should I use to kidnap Slice next time?" Su Ming rubbed Toke's head and said, "If you want a friend to play with you, but his parents don't let him play with you, what will you do?"

Toke frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he spoke, "No, everyone likes to play with me because my brother brought back a lot of one-eyed babies for me."

Tartaglia raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Of course, our Tok is very well behaved."

Su Ming rolled his eyes silently in his heart and said, "Will it be helpful if I go to the doctor to reason with him?"

"What kind of reasoning are you talking about?" Tartaglia supported the little white horse's head and sat up, saying, "If you use a knife to reason, you can take me with you. I want to have a fight with him."

"I can't beat him." Su Ming said calmly, "If he is unlucky for a month, will he agree to pawn the slices to me?"

Tartaglia chuckled, "I think he will stand by your bed in the middle of the night with a scalpel in hand."

Dottore is not one to accept threats.

"Hmm..." Su Ming frowned, obviously thinking about how to get a slice to work for him, "Mr. Zhongli should be able to reason with him, but..."

Zhongli was only too busy slacking off and didn't care about anything else. Besides, once Zhongli spoke his mind, there might not be a single drop of dust left on the second executive team.

"boom--"

The next moment, the bent knuckles hit Su Ming's forehead hard.

The man in the golden brown gown stood among a group of rocking cars, his aura totally inconsistent with that of 'Dad's Dad'.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Su Ming, "I just heard that you wanted to find me another part-time job?"

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