The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 1309: (3) What?
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Chapter 1309 (3) What?
Long Wenwen grumbled his eyes and thought for a while.
"Glitter, little uncle? If I lose, I will call my aunt and sleep with you all night? What's it like? You didn't?" Long Wenyi said cleverly.
Wang Meng almost fell from his chair. Is that my wife? When you want to go to bed, go to bed when you want, and your little girl pulls a pimp?
Wang Meng is convinced, the young people nowadays are more pitted.
Wang Meng really didn't believe it, he couldn't recruit a student.
It’s just that I’m not convinced. I watched at five o’clock in the afternoon and it was time for the martial arts gym to get off work. No one was attracted by Wang Meng’s handsomeness.
However, it attracted a lot of people's attention, and some middle-aged women came to take photos with Wang Meng. But even if they were not generous enough to let their children come to the martial arts hall to learn martial arts, they all ran away.
There was a woman who sympathized with Wang Meng very much and said that children nowadays are all handsome, and they are also taekwondo to learn martial arts because they look good. I also persuaded Wang Meng, now that business is not good, you are so handsome, should I take care of you?
Wang Meng is depressed, and wants to kill.
Wang Meng felt that he couldn't lose, not because he felt sorry for a diamond necklace, but because he was dignified. How can he lose to the little niece because his little uncle got the ticket?
A group of elementary school students hopped around with their schoolbags and passed by in a tweet.
Wang Meng's eyes lit up.
Martial arts enrollment, some men, women, old and young, of course, too old can’t do, neither can they hold them in their arms. But it is best to be eight or nine years old, a teenager, this is the best time to practice martial arts.
"How are you little classmates?"
Wang Meng stood up, smirked like a big bad wolf, and said hello.
"Hello uncle!" Now the older children know how to be polite, and the children greet Wang Meng sweetly.
"Little classmates? Do you like martial arts? Practicing martial arts can strengthen your body, exercise your will, and exercise your brave and fearless fighting spirit." Wang Meng began to flicker.
"Mom said, I don't grow up in martial arts," said a beautiful little girl.
"Who said that? Do you think your uncle is short?" Wang Meng said.
"Oh? So tall!" The little girl's big eyes lit up.
"Uncle? If you help me with my homework, I will practice martial arts with you." said a chubby boy.
"Huh?" Wang Meng smiled bitterly.
"If you want to help us with homework, we will all come to you to practice martial arts."
"Yes! We have too much homework and we are exhausted."
"I can't finish writing until midnight."
Several children are twittering.
Wang Meng has a headache.
"Walk around! Don't pay attention to this liar, how can anyone enroll students and deceive elementary school students? At first glance, your martial arts gym is not formal."
"Call the police!"
"Check him! Maybe he is a repeat offender."
Suddenly, a few female parents walked up behind the elementary school students, coming in ferociously.
Ziyou, Wang Meng ran away. It's so easy to fight with women.
Giggle.
Long Wenwen, the supervisor at the door, laughed so much that his stomach hurts.
Wang Meng did not expect that the parents of elementary school students actually called the police.
The police are here.
The police were very fair and responsible. They checked the license, inquired about the process, and finally made mediation. Wang Meng apologized to the parents of the elementary school students and gave up on this matter.
However, a sentence from the police uncle before leaving reminded Wang Meng.
The police uncle said: Advertising is very important. It is better than cheating elementary school students on the street.
Wang Meng is right.
It's just that Wang Meng spent a lot of advertising money on newspapers and TV, but it didn't work.
Someone asked, no one came.
For half a month, there is no new student.
Long Wenwen didn't worry about it. After classing the children of Wang Meng's relatives and friends, they went out shopping vigorously after they had nothing to do.
Wang Meng is sad. How can anyone make money for their own family by doing business? Besides, Wang Meng is embarrassed to charge.
Without waiting for the source of the future life, it recruited the Guancheng troops that made the world's armies frightened.
A middle-aged fat man who claims to be the Chief of the Management Section of the City Management Bureau came with a briefcase in his car.
Fatty and arrogant, said to Wang Meng, who had only one person watching the store: "The martial arts hall plaque is unqualified, and it is not neatly aligned with the plaques of the surrounding shops, nor is it made in the plaque company designated by me. No light boxes can be placed at the door. The light boxes on the wall are not good either. The advertisements on the door are not good either. They must be taken off immediately." Wang Meng was upset about enrollment, and was angry.
Wang Meng took out a dozen banknotes and threw them on the table.
"Hahaha, you just opened the business, it's not auspicious to remove the brand. It's okay to go slowly." The fat man immediately changed his face, smiled openly, and reached for the money on the table.
"Cao Nima's, is this money for you? I open a shop for business, with complete licenses, normal taxation, city appearance tax, and plaque tax. There is no difference. You say that it is not qualified? I will make a plaque to return Do it by your designated plaque company? How can his family make flowers? Your relatives opened it? Lao Tzu’s light box is hung on the wall of Lao Tzu’s shop, and posters are also posted on Lao Tzu’s door. Harmony content, where is it substandard? Which law is illegal? Cao Nima’s, hurry up, otherwise, you can’t take care of yourself."
The king was furious.
The fat man was taken aback, his face looked very ugly, but he smiled, said nothing, turned and left.
"Cao Nima's! What!" Wang Meng sat in the room sulking.
Soon, several urban management vans and a yellow truck stopped at the gate of the martial arts hall.
Several city officials in uniforms smashed the light boxes on the wall with a sledgehammer in front of Wang Meng. After that, the plaque was to be removed from the ladder during the holiday.
The surrounding area is quick to watch a lot of excitement. Huaxia’s Guancheng army is absolutely world-famous. Mei Guo said that their special forces are willing to bow to the wind. Who doesn’t want to see the demeanor?
Wang Meng knows too much about the Guancheng army, and he also deliberately managed it when he was an official before, but it seems that it has revived.
Wang Meng sat in the room and watched, nothing moved. Although he was very angry, he didn't want to make matters worse. After all, it has a bad influence on the martial arts gym.
I don't want to discredit the government because of this.
Wang Meng picked up the phone and called the mayor of the city, Zhang Pudong, who was in charge of the city appearance, and said to his heart, let him take care of it. If you retreat, I will remake the plaque, and the water of the well will not violate the river.
"I'm Wang Meng. It's too barbaric to take care of your Guancheng troops. I actually said that my plaque was unqualified. I smashed my light box. I am violently demolishing the plaque." The call was connected and Wang Meng returned. Said politely. If he had been an official in the past, he would have slapped the deputy mayor directly. Management failure should be punished.
"Who are you? How do you know my phone number? Can anyone call the mayor? There are laws to govern the city's law enforcement. If you don't break the law, they will demolish it? If you don't agree, go Petition, report the crime. I don't have time to deal with your troubles." Zhang ordinary hung up the phone, still cursing in his heart, who is Wang Meng? How do you know Lao Tzu's phone number? Could it be that related household again? But, no impression?
Wang Meng is out of anger.