Chapter 30 Meng Po Soup 4

The same great man, Marx left, leaving us with Marxism foaming on his mouth and the thesis questions of the elders. Qu Yuan left, but left us 3 days of vacation... The Chinese people still love the Chinese people. - Zhang Deshuai's Quotations

Before writing a diary, tell a joke: I booked a train ticket at 12306 today. Another horrible thing: After countless times of F5 - no response - F5 - still no response - and then F5, I finally saw the ticket booking page. I smiled proudly and laughed proudly. When I decided with an excited heart to thank the 18 generations of ancestors of the Ministry of Railways, the most horrible thing in the world happened. - His computer has a blue screen. Let's talk about another idea: I have always thought it's good to advertise on ticket booking websites, and the degree of gold absorption is absolutely gab. Let's just advertise for China Southern Airlines, and the advertising slogan is written: The network is down, can't you book tickets, idiot, then come to China Southern Airlines to book tickets. The Ministry of Railways absolutely scolded the airline whether you came to advertise or smash the scene. The Ministry of Railways ran to Southern Airlines to advertise to fight back. The advertising slogan said: It's foggy, it's thundering. You can't fly if you buy a ticket. You're an idiot. Then come to 12306 to book tickets. All right, let's finish it and continue to write a diary.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Seeing that I was so sure, Li Bai finally picked up the pen and wrote it on the life and death book. When he put down the pen, I breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the dust had finally settled. Sloppy, you can't run away this time. Li Bai took the drawer again, took out a piece of paper covered with the round seal of the household registration department, and began to write something on it again. After writing, Li Bai handed over the paper and looked at me: "Remember to bring a collection of poems, for sure." After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "You go in line."

"How long can you line up?" I asked assuredly.

"This is not clear. It will take at least three or five days, and it is also possible to queue for seven or eight days." Li Bai said with his beard.

I can't wait for three or five days. Jiang Yingyu will come tomorrow. I'm still in a hurry to collect the rent. I can't lose two big red bills that I got immediately for Zhang Dekai's white note. These days, I can allow beef to be fake, and I can allow eggs to be fake, but I will never allow the money I put in my pocket to be fake.

I looked at it anxiously and knew how to beg Li Bai: "Mr. Li, do you think we can be accommodated? Are we in a hurry?"

"Actually, there is nothing we can do." Li Bai said in a long voice. Li Bai is not a sharp kick, but ** naked Sonaka wants.

"This time is not enough preparation, and the materials will be fully prepared next time. Don't worry, you must pay attention next time. Sa didn't care and said with a smile.

"I remember that there are also poetry collections and Wuliangye."

After getting our affirmative answer, Li Bai immediately opened his eyes and smiled. How do I look like a blooming** on my face below? Li Bai opened the drawer again, took out a piece of paper, took out a round seal, took a few breaths in his mouth, and knocked heavily on the paper. After knocking, Li Bai looked at the paper again and felt that there was no problem, so he handed it over. Say to Sam, "Okay, you can go straight there. There is no problem this time. Remember the poetry collection and Wuliangye.

That's how it ended. It's much simpler than I thought. I didn't know whether I doubted or couldn't believe it, so I stood there in a blank mind. I didn't react until I didn't talk about it. Many things are actually very simple. Our lives are summed up in two words: live and live. Philosophers also want to eat, and Marx also wants to have children. What else do you want to do with so many empty brains?

On the way, the sloppy asked worriedly, "Have you seen it? How will my next life be?

He didn't answer, but took out the paper written by Li Bai and handed it to the sloppy. I came over and saw it written: "Ma Lanfang, 918 Bed of Beiqiu First People's Hospital at 11 a.m. on July 31." The sloppy looked at another piece of paper, which turned out to be a pass. The words above are very familiar. After thinking about it for a while, I remembered that this is a popular hairy character in the underworld.

I asked, "Do you know the information about his parents?" Now, I'm a little curious about what kind of life Li Bai can arrange for the sloppy. Is it a "boat earthquake" or a race?

"His father's name is Huang Dali, a small head of the Municipal Electric Power Bureau; his mother's name is Ma Lanfang, deputy director of the street office, all of whom are people in the system. Good fate!" After saying that, he looked at the sloppy with envy.

Li Bai is still righteous here. It seems that reincarnation is still a technical job. No matter how hard you work, it is not as good as fine (harmonious).

We walked like this. After a while, I saw a lot of people queuing up in the distance. The team is not only long, but also very thick.

A young man came up and mysteriously asked us, "Are you here to be reincarnated or to give away?"

"We are here to travel." When the sloppy thing was over, I was in a pretty good mood, so I joked with this guy. No, my joke made that guy stare at me with a strange look.

"Don't joke, don't joke. I'm working now. I'm kidding." He walked side by side with us and said, "Is this place a tourist attraction? Are you here to be reincarnated or to give away? If relatives come to travel, I know the family tour group, which is not bad. Two people can buy together and kill in seconds. Dear friends, they said that I introduced it, and there is a discount.

"Do you have any shares?" It seems that he is in a good mood and joked with that guy.

"Don't joke, don't joke." The guy still said, "That tour group and we are joint ventures and provide one-stop service. Dear, you can travel around the underworld first, and then reincarnate. When you come to the underworld, you always have to see the scenery here first, right?

Seeing that the team was getting closer and closer, he didn't want to get involved with that guy, so he said coldly, "Okay, no kidding. We are here to be reincarnated in a hurry!"

Hearing this, the young man immediately showed a professional smile. He pointed to the long and thick team in front of him and said, "Dear, you also saw it. It's the same as the Spring Festival travel rush now. Not to mention being in a hurry, it's good to squeeze up.

Although the young man came to introduce the business, what he said was indeed true. The dark crowd in front of me, I can only see such a team during the Spring Festival travel rush. We really deserve to be called the "stor of the dragon". Only when we queue up can we really feel it. This crowd is a huge dragon that can swallow all the people in line. I can't help sighing: "There is a dragon in the far east, and her name is China. Every New Year, there is a dragon, and her name is Spring Festival.

Hearing my emotion, the young man knew that his opportunity was coming soon. He said, "Dear, you don't have to worry about this. We provide professional queuing services here. There are many people, right? We line up for you. Dear, we only need to sit comfortably and drink tea in our service shop, and we line up more. As soon as the car arrives, we have a special channel to ensure that you get on the bus in person.

"How do you calculate the queuing fee?" I asked him.

"Dear, we don't have a queuing fee. What we provide is services, the tertiary industry, only the service fee. If you are worried about anything, we can issue invoices, which can be used in the whole underworld. We are a formal enterprise, so you should be relieved now.

Invoice, no matter what, it is a big **. I saw that he heard the word invoice, and his eyes showed greed. For him, as long as he can issue invoices, it is the place where he makes a fortune.

At this time, I saw a uniform coming towards us. When the young man saw the uniform, his face immediately changed. He told us, "I've decided to find him there" and ran away quickly.

The uniform came to us and looked at us up and down, just like a person looking at the roast duck dripping oil down in front of the roast duck oven. After measuring, he asked, "Reincarnation?"

"I'm not reincarnated." Shake his head.

Interviewed? Why didn't I get the notice of the interview?

"No interview." Shake his head again.

"Then get out of here." The uniform said majestically.

"What's your attitude? What about your leader? I want to ask your leader to complain about you?" As soon as I heard him say that, I was angry.

"Do you see the leader as soon as you meet? This is my territory, and I have the final say. It's polite to let you get out. If you have the ability, go to the leader. I tell you that I'm in a bad mood today. Don't make me angry. Otherwise..." The uniform said viciously.

"Otherwise, what if not?"

"Otherwise, I will let you know that civil servants in the underworld are also civil servants, which is equally difficult to deal with."

He coldly handed his work permit to the uniform. It seems that he is a little angry, otherwise he would have gone up and said his family with a pony (harmonious) smile.

The uniform opened his eyes, threw the work permit on the ground, and scolded: "Who do I still think I am?" It's just a small film, and it scares me. I grew up eating, not scared. Get out of here, get out of here!" After saying that, he pushed it and stad it.

His face was pale for a while. He didn't expect that everyone was a person in the system. The uniform was still so fierce. In addition, he lost his share in front of me and felt that he was very faceless. He snatched the note from the sloppy man angrily and threw it on the face of the uniform.

The uniform pulled the note off his face and scolded, "You are looking for it..." When he saw the hairy words on the note, the word "dead" was swallowed into his stomach. He immediately changed into a fing smiling face, which was extremely disgusting. The uniform was quickly picked up by the work permit he threw on the ground, carefully wiped it several times with his sleeves, handed the work permit and note to him respectfully with both hands, and said with a smile, "I was blind just now. Don't be like me. We also eat, don't we?" Now I feel a sense of nausea in his face.

Regardless of the contemptuous hum in his nose, he grabbed the work permit from the hand of the uniform with a blank face. When he received it, he blew it with his mouth, as if there was something dirty on the work permit, which made the uniform blush and white.

The uniform stood there awkwardly, trying to say something but embarrassed to say it. Suddenly, he thought of something and said flatteringly, "I don't know when you're coming. I admit my mistake and I'll review it. However, people who come here with your status are usually accompanied by someone. I'm really blind. Don't be angry."

There is really nothing you can do about this kind of person. He can always make you angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascend to heaven. When you want to teach him a good lesson, he replaces him with a smiling face, but he says that you regard him as the reincarnation of the grain in your stomach, so that your raised fists can't fall.

When the uniform saw that there was no action, it turned around and opened the way for us in front. Whenever he meets someone who doesn't have long eyes and doesn't move his nest, he will go up with a hammer, or he will kick him for a while, which is extremely efficient. Soon, like a shark breaking into the fish, the crowd flashed a path in front of him.

The uniform led the three of us to the fence, knocked on the fence and shouted, "Open the door, open the door."

He stretched out his head from behind the fence and shouted to him, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Here comes another special one. Open the door quickly."

In this way, the fence door slowly opened a crack. The crowd suddenly surged up, and under this momentum, the three of us were squeezed in before exerting force. When the uniform saw the three of us go in, it kicked the later people, which made the gate close again.

Looking back, everyone in the crowd was engraved with anxiety, and the envious eyes of the fence door focused on the three of us.

A guy with an armband came over and said to us, "Turn left in front of you. Please don't go straight. That's the VIP channel." This service, just now.

This place is completely different from the hustle and bustle just now. It is quiet and there is no sound. Our ears can clearly hear the sound of our shoes rubbing against the ground.

Following the direction indicated by the arrow, we quickly came to the VIP waiting room. There was no sound in the empty hall, and everything was quiet. It's a little unusually quiet, and there is no one. This is actually the VIP waiting room.

The sloppy coughed, cleared his throat vibly, spit out thick phlegm on the ground, rubbed his feet on the ground, leaving a green spread on the smooth ground. This is what he left for the underworld. At this time, a head was stretched out from behind a row of high sofas in the distance. He looked at us coldly, then shrank back and hid in the sofa.

Finally, I saw someone in the waiting room. The sloppy little boy was a little excited, so he rushed to the row of sofas, and I followed him. I was a little reluctant, but we both passed, so we had to follow.

When I walked to the sofa, I saw the head hiding in the sofa, which was very familiar. I should have seen it in the past few days. But I just can't remember who he is.

As soon as I saw this head, my face immediately changed. He straightened his body hard and shouted, "Wen Bureau, I didn't expect to meet you here?"

The head smiled, revealing its white teeth, its chubby face was filled with a kind smile, and the flesh on its face fell down, like a ripe grape. He smiled and said without any official airs, "There is no director now, just call me Wen."

No matter what I said, I immediately remembered him. He turned out to be Wen Xiaoqiang. No wonder he is familiar. There are often close-ups of him on TV, and I met him last time I came to the underworld.

Since I met shamelessly, now I have a certain ability to resist any stimulation. This is the "Bebo Law". Not to mention meeting Wen Xiaoqiang now, even if a pig sits there and introduces himself, "Hello, I'm Bajie."

I will also say firmly, "Good brother, are you back from the scriptures? Your industry has risen this year."