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Chapter 180 Attending the Banquet
"Hey! Brother Qiu."
In the huge bathroom, Wang Taiyi was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror, Guan Zhiling was washing her face next to him, and Lei Zhilan was flipping through a gossip magazine while using the toilet.
"What the hell did I do? What did I do?"
"..."
"The boss got blown up? What does that have to do with me? Could it be that he sold expired fruit and people got so angry that they lit a gas cylinder at his doorstep?"
Let me tell you, people these days are so violent. I know a guy who stabbed someone just because they sold him a watermelon he wasn't familiar with."
"..."
"Okay! Okay! No more nonsense. You want to treat me to dinner to discuss the next steps? Sorry, Brother Qiu, today is International Love Girls Day, I have to spend time with my girl."
Both women pricked up their ears to listen to Wang Taiyi's phone call.
"..."
"You can bring your family members? Okay."
Wang Taiyi hung up the phone.
"Let's go get a free meal later, our big brother is treating."
Lei Zhilan, sitting on the toilet, pouted.
"Do I need to be invited? Pshaw!"
Old Wang was very dissatisfied with Lei Zhilan's attitude.
"How could you say that? Is Brother Qiu the same as others? He treats me to meals and even pays me. Last time we ate together, he gave me over ten million yuan and an expensive lighter. Where can you find such a good friend... Good brother, I apologize!"
"Sorry."
Lei Zhilan apologized promptly. Indeed, where can you find such a good older brother? He's like a father to her.
Hearing about money, Guan Zhiling perked up; this girl loves money.
"Brother Long, will you give me a red envelope, my good brother?"
Wang Taiyi pinched her.
"Judging by your greedy attitude, did you spend all those millions you got from playing ball games?"
"Oh dear, she's a career woman."
Well, indeed.
"What does it smell like?"
Wang Taiyi smelled a strange odor when he went downstairs, and now the smell has become even stronger.
Wang Taiyi rinsed his mouth and walked out of the bathroom.
"Sister Tao!"
A middle-aged woman walked over.
"Master, what are your orders?"
The maids in the house are all middle-aged women. Lei Zhilan found them, saying she was afraid he would do something reckless. Just kidding, if he wanted to do something reckless, why would he care if they were middle-aged women?
What's that weird smell in the house?
Sister Peach has a slight hunchback.
"Sir, it's...it's the toilet housekeeper. She...she's in the basement...you should go and check on her."
What's going on with the toilet?
When Wang Taiyi arrived at the basement, a pungent smell hit him as soon as he opened the door. It was a smell that was indescribable. In any case, it was the first time Wang Taiyi had ever smelled "meat".
"Oh dear! Master, you've arrived. Is it time? So soon? Indeed, happy times are always too short!"
The toilet boy had messy hair and was only wearing a bathrobe.
"Wait, what are you doing? Why does it smell so strong?"
"You said this."
The toilet boy took a juicer, and inside, red, green, and blue juices were mixed together.
"Sir, this is my secret remedy. It contains deer blood, kidneys, Viagra, leeks, Red Bull, and more. It works wonders. Would you like some, sir?"
"Oh~~~"
Wang Taiyi covered his mouth and waved his hand.
"No need. Where's Wang Jiu?"
The toilet chuckled.
"Then, sir."
Following the direction the toilet pointed, one could see Wang Jiu completely naked, bound to a cross—no, not bound, but welded! The cross even seemed to have gears that could be laid down.
Wang Jiu was welded to the cross, his lips were pale, his eyes were vacant, and a plastic tube was inserted into his mouth.
"Wow, you've broken through his hard qigong? How did you find his weak point?"
The toilet was very modest.
"Thank you for the compliment, sir. I don't know what 'weak point' is, but I do know about 'guard gate'."
"..."
Wang Taiyi had a headache.
I looked at the mess on the ground, along with the oxygen cylinders and welding tools.
"You can weld a toilet?"
"I know a little bit about it. People usually call me 'handmade toilet' because I like to make little things myself."
Wow, not bad!
"Okay, that's promising. Keep playing."
The toilet was amused.
"Master, is it not time for me to clock out yet?"
Wang Taiyi waved his hand.
"Keep playing. By the way, don't make such a strong smell at home in the future. When your master builds you a studio, I'm sure this guy won't be the last one. You'll be busy from now on."
"Gulu."
The toilet attendant had a serious expression.
"Sir, I am willing to take on more responsibility!"
"okay."
The moment Wang Taiyi closed the door, he vaguely saw a complex expression in Wang Jiu's eyes as he dressed as Jesus on the cross—a mixture of despair, resentment, and a hint of expectation.
.........
The sports car sped along the road.
Wang Taiyi wasn't a very good driver, but thanks to Lei Zhilan, a racing expert, he gradually learned to drive and has now even mastered the amazing skill of driving a Ferrari with one hand.
"squeak……"
Just as Wang Taiyi stopped his car at the traffic light, a Porsche was parked next to them.
The Porsche window rolled down, and a blond-haired man wearing sunglasses honked the horn. When Wang Taiyi looked at him, he gave Old Wang a wicked smile.
"Boom~Boom~"
The blond guy floored the gas pedal twice, the meaning of which was self-evident: "Let's race."
Wang Taiyi had no idea about these rules, but he simply nodded and stepped on the gas pedal, as if to say, "Kid, your car is pretty good too."
The blond-haired man was excited. Had he met a master? This aura, this car—a master indeed! Masters are often found among ordinary people. Today, this young master will see what kind of tigers are lurking in the countryside, what kind of dragons are hidden there.
As soon as the green light came on, the blond-haired man's Porsche shot off like an arrow, accelerating to 100 kilometers per hour in 2.5 seconds. The blond-haired man was so pleased with himself that he didn't even notice Wang Taiyi driving away on the right.
"What's that sound? Is someone speeding?"
Lei Zhilan, who was picking up her lipstick, stood up and asked in confusion, because she recognized the voice all too well.
"Speeding?"
Wang Taiyi held the steering wheel with one hand.
"What racing? Just now, some lunatic in a Porsche sped off as soon as the light turned green. Didn't he know the street ahead was closed for gas pipeline repairs? I suspect this is a new way to commit suicide."
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise behind me.
"look."