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"Here, Master Tan."

Zhang boldly jumped out of the carriage, and then opened the curtain of the carriage very respectfully.

Zhang Bold is very concerned about his job. It guarantees income from droughts and floods, and the job is easy. Should he be a driver and drive a BMW.

For ordinary people, it is a good job, and it is also very serious to serve the master.

After the curtains were opened, an old man in his forties and fifty years walked out, wearing an outer hat, and the clothes he was wearing were also silk and satin. It is estimated that Zhang boldly pulled the carriage for several years, but he might not be able to make money. What a outfit.

"Master Tan, be careful, don't fall."

Zhang Daudao carefully helped.

This Master Tan doesn't look at his age, but his mental head is quite good. He is also very satisfied with Zhang boldly serving him. He likes to use this kind of honest person the most.

Cheap and easy to use, people are stupid.

Otherwise, where there is a chance, Zhang Daudao will be guarded here, and then he went to bed with Zhang Daudao's wife.

In fact, Zhang Bold's daughter-in-law is absolutely the best for ordinary men.

But for rich people like Master Tan, that's the case, it can only be said to be so-so.

However, Master Tan thinks that he is so old that he is not useful when he is old, and he has begun to stop lifting it. If there is no stimulation, it will be difficult to lift it.

If you go to the kiln, the young lady there will naturally be comfortable with him, but there is always something missing, and he is a celebrity in the township, so he has to pay attention to his reputation.

Moreover, the kiln swayed every day, if it spread out, what would it look like, and it would not ruin his reputation.

As a well-known rich man in Zhangxiang Township, one thing must be done well, that is, to be a bitch, one must erect an archway, and the archway must be erected beautifully.

"It's okay, bold, you..."

Master Tan stood firmly on the ground and was about to warn him.

Zhang boldly smiled, and took out a piece of incense, and said honestly:

"Master Tan, I know, it's time for a stick of incense. When the time is up, I will pick you up. Don't worry."

"Well, good, then I will go."

"Master Tan, please, hehe."

At this time, a small servant walked out from the restaurant next to him and said respectfully:

"Master Tan, please inside."

Master Tan nodded, and stopped talking nonsense. Every time he got here, his second brother would start to feel passionate.

Sure enough, the feeling of "stealing" can make him young.

This restaurant is just a transition point for Master Tan to "steal". The owner and the second person in the restaurant know what he is doing. Under this guise, they go out through the back door of the restaurant, and then take the opportunity to sneak to Zhang Dan’s home. Go inside.

Then, within the time of a stick of incense, rush back.

Xu Ce watched this scene, and didn’t express any emotions about other opinions, just think, a stick of incense, but also count the time on the road, Nima...

A stick of incense only takes fifteen minutes.

This member of Tan is still a three-second brother.

After all, the time on the road when you go, the time when you take off your clothes, the time when you do business, the time when you put on your clothes, and the time on the way back.

Xu Ce roughly visually inspected the distance between the restaurant and Zhang Bold's home, and was shocked. There was only one minute left for Tan Yuan to do foreign affairs.

Not to mention, go in, relax, pull out, and it's done!

This Nima, it's better to scratch it with your finger, at least you don't have to take it off so troublesomely and put it on again.

Then, Xu Ce looked at Zhang Boldness again. This fat man seemed to be in a great body. Could it be that there was a functional disorder in that respect?

Otherwise, I really don't understand why one minute of enjoyment, ah! Does one minute count as enjoyment?

Zhang Daudao wouldn't be able to hold on for a minute, right?

Suddenly, Xu Ce despised Zhang Bold, of course, together with Master Tan, two rubbish!

Xu Ce drank the tofu brain in one sip, and didn't want to look at these two wastes. Shame on the man!

It was shameful to think that he was going to save a fat man with a green hat who couldn't hold on for a minute.

When Xu Ce was thinking about it, Tan Yuanwai had already walked into the restaurant under the respectful leadership of the young man.

Zhang Daudao watched Master Tan leave, lit the incense in his hand with a silly smile. He didn’t know that he was going to sleep with his wife. This idiot was still silly and happy. Zhang Daudao turned his head and looked at the ugly tofu. The owner of the roadside stall in the brain said:

"Bo Zhu, give me a tofu brain, it's still the same!"

Every day waiting for Master Tan’s incense stick, Zhang Daudao’s greatest enjoyment is to eat a bowl of tofu. He can eat and drink enough in life, and there is a beautiful wife in the family.

Xu Ce did not leave, but also waved, and once again ordered a bowl of Tofu Nao.

Although he dislikes Zhang Daudao very much, he will sit down again in the face of the reward of 100,000 sign-in points for the sign-in task.

It's still early, and it's boring to go to the Yizhuang in Zhangxiang Township. It's better to stay and watch the show.

At this moment, several coachmen who were as professional as Zhang Bold came over to eat tofu. It seemed that the coachmen were all right.

The owner of the shop, Zhu Bo, gave him Zhang Bold's tofu brain, and shook his head with emotion, and said:

"Eh, I can't think of it, there are still so many young people in the field of coachmen."

"What's so bad about doing our business? There's still car transportation when you go out."

"Yeah, it's comfortable and easy, and it makes a lot of money, right."

"Yes, many people are too late to envy."

A few people say that the coachman is doing a good job.

Zhu Bo smiled and said:

"It's pretty good, the money is made, and it's very easy.

Well, let me tell you a story. "

"Okay, Juber, I didn't expect you to tell a story."

Zhu Bo did not directly start to say, but took out a few copper plates and said to the old woman next to him:

"Old lady, you go and buy me some sugar."

"Huh, it's not used up yet, what to buy? You are not afraid of me stealing it!"

The old woman didn't have a good air.

"Hehe, you can eat it if you want to steal it. You are so old, it depends on how much you can eat!"

Zhu Bo waved his hand indifferently. This behavior was invisible to others, but Xu Ce could see clearly. Zhu Bo, the owner of the tofu stall, was deliberately distracting the old woman.

It seems that the story Zhu Bo is going to tell has to avoid the old woman. Xu Ce slowly drank the tofu brain, and he was interested. The story Zhu Bo was going to tell should be a bit interesting.

"Hurry up!"

Zhu Bo waved his hand again, and the old woman grunted impatiently before walking away.

At this moment, Zhu Bo looked at Zhang Boldly and other coachmen again with a smirk, smiled happily, and began to talk.