Chapter 460 (1/2)

For a long time, my brother-in-law also accepted the reality that old Murray was the master. He knew that his previous management strategy was very backward, but it was due to his character, and he knew that he could not change his ability.

Now my brother-in-law doesn't go to the car shop. I drink tea all day and then dish hand strings or play walnuts. Old Beijing stresses this.

Although old Mu is a cruel man, he is very well behaved. He never comes here behind his brother-in-law. The accounts should be clear and clear. Every day, he should let his brother-in-law pass by. In case of major events, he should ask for advice and report. No matter how much money he earns for the car shop, he only takes his own salary. My brother-in-law is ten thousand people at ease.

A few days ago, taking advantage of the opportunity to go out for road rescue and car repair, Lao Mu made a trip to the famous baiyun temple. He didn't feel much about Taoist culture. He just looked at the scenery. Also in response to the situation, old Mu respectfully invited a stick of incense in front of sanqingge. Who wants to worship and clap his hands when he is ready to leave, the old Taoist priest, who has been sitting in meditation at the gate of the hall, suddenly says to Lao mu, ”young man, go and draw a lot!”

“……” Old Mu Leng Leng Leng God: ”no, I am still busy.” Mourinho never believed that.

”You've had a lot of ups and downs recently, young man, but I think it's no big problem if you can help me. ” Lao Dao didn't give up.

”Is it? Then I'll borrow your auspicious words. Thank you, Taoist! ” With a big wave of his hand, old Mu stopped taking care of him and turned away.

Who are you? Don't you want to coax me into paying for a contract? Pull it down. I have only half a day in my life. If I can't find the emerald, my career is over. I won't get the political resources of my family again. What's more, how can we afford to love our grandma, how can we afford to like our grandpa, and how can we afford to love Mr. He under Jiuquan.

In his mind, Xiao Yuanshan drove back along the original road. He wanted to drive fast and slow. His eyes could not help scanning on the road like radar. Although he knew that emerald would never appear here, he could not control the eyes he was looking for. Not long ago, Xiao Yuanshan returned to the ”hengshuntong” repair shop.

As soon as he arrived outside the workshop, Xiao Yuanshan saw the young man, the nephew of the owner of the car shop, squatting at the door and cleaning something, looking very serious. With one foot brake, Xiao Yuanshan even forgot to pull the handbrake and jumped down. A series of questioning skills he pondered along the way were now completely forgotten by his anxiety.

”Little master, do you see a small wooden box...”