Afraid of getting angry, just drink me

There are only 5 minutes left before the ribbon-cutting ceremony, and the guys in all positions are making final preparations.

"There must be some breath of money," Gao Gao said, and placed a sandbag-sized golden toad on the front table, the whole body was shiny golden, with a copper coin in its mouth, and a heavy string of money on its back.

Bling!Wealth is overwhelming!

Jiao Jiao picked up the plump, chubby three-legged toad, frowned and said, "Uncle, this traveling frog...?"

"What do you know?" Gao Gao took back the "God of Wealth" in Jiao Jiao's hand, and put it back carefully, "The master said that the one who wins the golden toad will be rich, and this thing can spit out treasures if it is opened well." Get rich and get rich."

"Feudal superstition is outrageous." Jiao Jiao snorted lightly, "How much did you buy it for?"

Gao Ao was as proud as if he had picked up a big deal: "Twenty-eight thousand, it's a good deal."

Jiao Jiao's eyes turned dark, sooner or later he would have to peel off that deceitful death stick.

Wang Luoji took a puff of cigarette in the gap before the event, and when he saw Gaoao approaching, his eyeballs almost fell out with a "gulp"——

Because the other party wears exactly the same clothes as himself.

He stared blankly at Gao Ao's suit that was exactly the same as his: the ribbon-cutting guest clashed with the host, what kind of operation is this?What is copy-paste wholesale clothing?Or is the tailor shop in their village only making this outfit?

Nuanxinbao Xiaoye understood his expression in seconds, and quickly comforted: "Brother Wang, uh...it's nothing, it's not embarrassing to bump into your shirt, whoever is ugly is embarrassed. Whoever bumps into your shirt with you can get a bargain, you win and you win. "

"The problem is, he arranged this clothes for me," Wang Luoji wondered, "Why did he deliberately wear the same clothes as me?"

Jiao Jiao, who came out of nowhere, added, "My uncle... well, he wants to wear the same style as you."

Wang Laoji: "..." Can you arrange the same style for celebrities?

Jiao Jiao thought for a while, and felt that the word "same style" was inappropriate, and said, "No, it's just... matching. Yes, he wants to wear matching, brother outfits with you."

Wang Laoji: "??"

Xiaoye interjected: "Boss Gao is expressing his most sincere love as a fan in the simplest way."

Wang Luoji: "...you are the only one who has a mouth to talk nonsense."

So at the ribbon-cutting ceremony, there stood two men wearing exactly the same clothes. Except for the huge difference in appearance, they were dressed like a pair of twins.

Wang Luoji was smiling, looking straight at the crowd in front of him, but whispered in the proud ear: "Boss Gao, do you know? If this is at a press event, the way we dress like this is to Those who are scolded as glutinous rice bran may directly post the trending headline 'A certain male star hits his shirt, staged a scheming inside the circle'."

Gao Gao was very happy: "So great?!"

Wang Laoji: "..." Forget it, play the piano to the cow.

Facing the villagers under the stage, proudly holding the voice of a successful entrepreneur, he announced the start of the ribbon-cutting activity: "Dear guests, dear friends, welcome to the Shabian Village Farmers Wholesale Market. Refreshing thousands of mountains and emerald, auspicious atmosphere welcomes Vientiane..."

"Spring breeze?" Wang Luoji listened to these two words, looked up at the scorching summer sun high in the sky, his eyes were almost stabbed blind.

Jiao Jiao seemed to have a tacit understanding, she moved closer and said to him, "Don't think too much, my uncle must have copied this opening speech from the Internet, and read it directly without correcting it."

Wang Laoji: "..." All right.

After reading a long section of cadenced speeches, Gao Gao stretched his arms and raised them, "Fire the cannon! Play the music!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the fireworks exploded, "Boom!!!" There were several earth-shattering bangs.

Frightened by the loud noise, Wang Luoji stepped on his left foot and stepped on his right foot. He staggered and couldn't stand still, and slammed straight into Jiao Jiao who was next to him; Go to the body.

At critical moments, Xiaoye seemed to be playing the role of a protective wall, like a stone pier, as firm as iron and as stable as a pine, and still as stable as Mount Tai after being hit, and the thick fat on his body bounced the burnt banana back to Wang Laoji's body.

Under the congratulations of the audience, small colorful ribbons fell down one after another. Everyone was holding a huge red hydrangea and was about to cut off the red cloth ribbon on the hydrangea with scissors.

No one can cut the tape.

The quality of this red ribbon is too good, three-layer braided, double-threaded and cut.The quality of these scissors is also too poor, the plastic child protection scissors are just waste.

The scene was a little embarrassing for a while, and the haughty face was livid: "Who purchased this material?"

Wang Laoji's hand holding the scissors began to cramp, and he whispered to Jiao Jiao, "...ask your dog to bite it off."

Xiaoye is ready to move: "Otherwise I will bite!"

Jiao Jiao: "..."

As the mobilizer at the scene, he was quick to use his wits and borrowed a saw from the nearby hardware store to cut them off one by one.

The time for sawing the rope was a bit long, everyone on the stage looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally developed into chattering with each other, and some folks in the audience started eating peanuts and melon seeds.

After working so hard on this part, Jiao Jiao was so tired that her hands began to shake, and she urged feebly, "You guys reveal the signboard, hurry up."

Even though the process is tortuous, the process still has to go well.Gaoao and Wang Luoji pulled the rope at the same time, and the red cloth fell slowly, revealing the eye-catching signboard in front of the bunk——

"Shabian Village Fruit Farmer's Market Import Area"

The "氵" added with an oil-based pen was wiped off half of the color by the red cloth...

There was a lot of applause at the scene, which was sparse.

Just like the successful people in the advertisements of those teaching institutions, Jiao Jiao smiled confidently, held up the saw, and announced to everyone present: "Today, I am honored to invite you to the scene. Saw the ribbon... no, the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Finished perfectly!"

There was a lot of applause at the scene.

The twists and turns of the event finally came to an end. The people present scattered like birds and beasts, and the uncles and aunts who were pulled to support the scene left in a hurry, rushing home to cook and play mahjong.

There were only a dozen or so businessmen left in the middle of Gaoao, chatting about future mutual cooperation, hoping to take the opportunity to negotiate a few mutually beneficial deals.

The weather is hot today, and the sun as big as a washbasin casts light and heat unscrupulously, covering the whole world with a layer of golden fried pastry, so hot that even the grass in the crevices of the stone is smoking.

Everyone stood under the scorching sun for more than an hour, and they were dizzy from the sun. Those in suits were about to suffer from heat stroke. The inner layer of clothes was completely wet, and even a bucket of water could be squeezed out of their underwear.

"It's so hot," said Wang Daxing, who was delicate and fleshy, after being exposed to the sun twice, feeling like his eyes were staring at gold stars.

He walked two steps forward with his mouth broken, and suddenly felt that his footsteps were floating, as if he was walking on unreliable clouds.

Realizing that his body was a little unwell, the man hurriedly said to Jiao Jiao beside him before he fell to the ground, "Well... I seem to be... dying soon..."

He didn't want to really faint, and kissed the hot earth scorched by the sun with his face.

"What's the matter?" Jiao Jiao saw that his expression was not right, and he seemed to want to roll his eyes, so he quickly supported him.

"I'm dizzy..." Wang Laoji was weak, like a delicate day lily.

Jiao Jiao hurriedly carried the person under the shade of the tree together with Xiaoye.

There is a 200-year-old banyan tree in the open space next to the market, surrounded by a circular flower bed under the tree. People can sit on the flower bed, and there are often a few uncles fanning cattail fans to enjoy the shade under the tree.

The noisy cicadas pierced through the sweltering air, and Wang Daxing, who was weak in consciousness, was half-lifted and half-fished and placed on the flower bed, like a salted fish being laid dead.

Seeing his boss's face turned pale, Xiaoye was startled, "This can't be heat stroke, right?"

"Heatstroke?" Jiao Jiao looked anxious, among the people holding Wang Laoji with her thumb, "Oh yes, I have Fengyoujing! Refreshing! First aid first aid!"

Wang Laoji: "...??" Don't mess around.

The author says:

Thank you for giving me the starfish and the little cutie who commented~