[MTL] The Fake Young Master Just Wants To Go Bankrupt

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The old man's eyes turned and said, " Forget it, you don't have to invite me to your company. I still have to work.

I still prefer freedom.

An Hong: "Okay."

Because Wankong was too capable of eating, the people sitting around him frequently looked sideways here, and Wankong himself was unaware of it.

Wankong is still quite good at bluffing. Although his hair is gray, his spirit is as good as that of a young man. At first glance, he is very moist. In addition, he stroks his beard from time to time, shakes his head and half-squints his eyes, which really feels like that.

The old man sat there after eating and drinking enough, completely ignoring the eyes of others looking at him.

An Hong put Mr. He's meal card in his pocket and didn't use it. He finished the meal casually.

Everyone is at work now. It is obviously inappropriate to let the old man stay here. An Hong asked him to leave after dinner.

At that time, after the broadcast of "The Strange Man in the World", the old man was also a popular one, but after the program, the world evaporated, and the popularity of other people continued for a period of time. Just when the program was popular, many people wanted to tell fortunes with the old man, but it was said that no one could find him.

Just like it appeared out of thin air again today.

"It's okay." Wankong narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, "The feng shui here is also good."

An Hong looked up and down at Wankong. He was wearing leggings, pedaling a pair of dirty old shoes, and the sleeves of his clothes were torn, except for a clean face.

In the program, Wankong was interviewed by the contestants about the past. He said that he had nothing to do to pick up scraps. He could buy stuttering food by selling a few yuan. If he couldn't sell, he would be hungry. Finally, he said with a wandering expression, "This is a practice that ordinary people don't understand."

Wankong's mouth has always made people don't know which sentence is true and which sentence is false. An Hong didn't really believe it, but at least he was a program player who had been with him for several months. An Hong said, "I'll give you some money, and you can take a taxi home later."

She put away all the plates stacked on the table and put them in the tableware recycling truck.

"Oh, we practitioners, we can't talk about money, we have to look at fate." The old man wiped his mouth and followed behind.

An Hong rolled his eyes speechlessly: "What fate? The fate of the program?

Meal fate?"

The old man stretched out a finger and said, "One hundred yuan is enough. Thank you, Director An."

As a result, after An Hongzhen took out 100 yuan, the old man didn't want it. He waved his hand and said goodbye to her.

"If I go, you will never see me again!"

An Hong watched the old man walk far away from behind, and inexplicably felt that the other party had a sense of fairy style. After finding out her own thoughts, even she laughed. Is this still a fairy style?

He is obviously a lazy and greedy old man, okay?!

She really didn't understand why Wankong came to her inexplicably, but there was no need for her to think about what was wrong when everyone was gone. Maybe the other party just wanted her to treat her to a meal.

After going back, An Hong found that several people were secretly looking at her, as if hesitating to come over and say something.

An Hong took a look. Aren't these all the colleagues they met in the restaurant?