The enthusiastic westerners are most often regarded by the southerners as rude and vulgar. Although the truth is not so, this is just an excuse to improve themselves and despise others.

When people around some of the more expensive banquets rolled up their sleeves, ripped off their necklines, and cried loudly with celebrity celebrities, they showed a thoughtful and pleasing smile. His eyes are full of charm.

As if they should do that, otherwise they will not be able to show their distinctive identity and style.

But in a remote little bar in the countryside, if there is a farmer wearing a cheap bib and a straw hat, rolling up his sleeves, tearing off his neckline, and joking loudly with a wine glass in his hand, these people will only cast a scornful look.

Perhaps the celebrity and noble politician said that things are not elegant, and they are natural phenomena of some organs and some physiological aspects.

Maybe the farmer is not talking indecent, but talking about the weather, social news, and yearning for a better life.

People do n’t judge the status of their status because of other people ’s thoughts. That ’s a vulgar behavior. Only when they clearly see the status, power, wealth, and all social labels that can add value to themselves, will they be exposed appropriately. This is the elegance of high society.

As for whether the inferiority is really inferior and whether the elegance is really elegant, that is the question of philosophers.

The Labour Party ’s set in the south is not suitable for the west. The workers in the south are more like ... some workers who appear in some TV dramas with a certain “play” will hold the box containing the fried chicken with two fingers. , And then sat with friends with their own fruit wine.

Twisted the body in a very elegant and subtle way, waved his arm, and made some small movements to express his inner joy at this time.

They will be very gentle and elegant, and then choose to stop at the appropriate time, thank each other and say goodbye, and leave the workers' club.

But in Ambilo ...

"Hey chick, do you have fried chicken?", A farmer who rolled up his sleeves in winter to expose his hairy arms and wrapped his teeth with his tongue, clearing the shreds in the teeth gaps, he patted them vigorously. The tabletop is making noise.

The waitress's face was a little embarrassed, and she whispered to the manager when she came to the counter, "I can't imagine what happened to me, it's not the same as what I heard from other places!"

Girls are n’t natives. Ambiloo is a relatively conservative region. People who live here have the most indulgence in female roles, allowing them to work in places that do n’t “harm” themselves and their families.

女孩 The girls serving plates in places like bars are basically from other places or the family members of the operators-if anyone dares to do something, the boss will take out the gun under the counter.

But obviously this is not the case. The manager's face is equally ugly. He put a fried chicken on the plate and squeezed out a smile. "Take it up, and soon they will calm down. You know, people are taking advantage. Will always be very excited at the beginning. "

This kind of rhetoric can only deceive and deceive themselves. The girl's drum was beaten by a greasy big hand, and she smiled and left the group of farmers and cowboys who smelled sweaty. She couldn't stand it. all!

The manager is also a bit intolerable. In other workers' clubs, the workers are very polite and modest. They only receive a fried chicken and a glass of fruit wine, and then find a place to sit quietly.

But look at this **** place, the farmers and cowboys outside claim to be workers, paid a ninety-nine point to join the Labour Party, and entered the club.

Then they started to open their stomachs to eat and drink without any shame. Some people even settled for breakfast at the workers' club. They also eloquently said that free fried chicken and fruit wine were the Labour Party's promise to them.

How can the guys from the southern cities make the opponents of this group of rough men in the west bang their chests if there is a discord, pinch their necks if there is a discord, and begin to tear their clothes if there is a discord. Almost everyone Got a big good news.

As long as you spend 99 points to fill out an application form to join the Labour Party, you can go to the Workers Club for free to eat and drink for free. From morning to night, there is absolutely no rest.

At first, the workers' club thought that this was just because the dumplings in the west were so excited, they wanted to eat back a piece of ninety-nine points and had the idea of ​​taking advantage.

别 Let's not eat fried chicken and fruit wine every day. As long as you see those things sick and nauseated after eating three meals a day, these people will naturally not fill up the place as soon as they get to dinner.

Facts have proved that these people's ideas are too simple. This grease has never been a problem for the working people in the west who engaged in manual labor for a long time.

Looking at the drunk farmers and cowboys running outside on the bar to fight each other on the street, and other drunks who shouted for them to sing, the manager felt that it was not a way to go on.

Yes, yes, there are a lot of big capitalists in the Labor Party's preparatory group in the state of Abilúo. Their attitude is also very clear. It doesn't matter how much money they spend, but they must set up the Labor Organization Department as soon as possible.

But ... hundreds of thousands of "food expenses" on this day, I am afraid that these capitalists can't bear it?

I was thinking about it. A cowboy slapped the bar on the bar and tickled his manager. "Another fried chicken."

The manager just responded slowly, and the cowboy reached out and dragged the fried chicken hanging beside him, tearing down a big breast, and squeezing out toward the crowd with a smile.

The manager yelled at these bitches.

一 大 The farmer cowboys who came for breakfast gathered early the next morning outside the workers' club.

According to the normal situation in the past, the club should have opened the door at this time, but today the door is tightly closed, and there is a sign hanging outside the door.

Most farmers and cowboys are not literate. After waiting for a while to come to a literate farmer, under his interpretation of Lianmeng Guai, everyone knows a bad news-no free frying in the morning and noon. Chicken and fruit wine.

This is also the decision made by the manager after discussing with the preparatory group after the operation was finished last night.

If this place is simply turned into a "canteen", then Labor's development in the state of Ambilo will stop at providing free fried chicken and fruit wine.

Whenever they want a little bit of work, they must first make these farmers and cowboys aware of a serious problem. There will be no truly free fried chicken and fruit wine in the world, and there is no limit. of.

They want to get these things, they must pay the corresponding price, which is their loyalty.

The people in the preparatory team were very clear about the specific situation of Ambilo, and they were very accurate in positioning themselves. They did not expect to achieve their goal of propagating themselves by challenging Doulin's majesty in Ambilo.

Their idea is to continuously organize large-scale Labour party activities and rallies, make appropriate voices in the society, put forward necessary demands and then actively find solutions to these demands, so that the Labour Party can obtain a higher social status and the respect of the people.

With these two points, the Labor Party has initially established its own system and maintained this scale, so they can try to touch the scepter in the process of quiet growth.

In fact, what they have to do is what they have always done, but this time their enemies are no longer capitalists, but politicians. They are united with the capitalists and turn their enemies into friends.

But anyway, the first step is to make these workers of the Labour Party, that is, the farmers and cowboys understand that if they want to eat fried chicken and drink fruit wine, and they can harass the waiters, they must be obedient.

The approach of the southerners is very implicit. This is also the understanding of the southerners by most westerners. They always meander and express some simple problems in very complicated ways.

Just like the notice hanging this morning, in fact, the club can directly explain the situation-I ca n’t afford to be tossed by this group of wireless wireless refills and chickens, only dinner is provided.

的 This statement may seem straightforward and rude, but it will work well, and people here eat this set.

But this kind of refusal made some farmers and cowboys dissatisfied. Mader, it took us ninety-nine to eat for a few days before we planned to close. Is this a scam?

Yeah, this must be a scam.

Part of the working farmers and cowboys scolded and left, they were very dissatisfied, but it was not at least a loss to be able to come and eat at night.

After these people dispersed, the other group stayed meaningless, and left after a while.

Manager hid in the club and smiled as these rude farmers and cowboys left in frustration, showing a satisfied smile.

That's right. How can he be a member of the important Labour Party organization in the state branch in the future? How can he become a chef who provides fried chicken?

Alas, his plan doesn't stop there.

At night, a lot of hungry farmers and cowboys who worked a day or slept in a place somewhere gathered here again, and asked the pungent fragrance as soon as they entered the club.

The taste of fried chicken and the fragrance of fruit wine are really good. Everyone seems rude. In fact, they have found their place very purposefully, and are ready to have a hearty dinner.

After the waitress pushed the dining car to distribute fried chicken and fruit wine to them, these people began to enjoy the big meal in cheers, until the moment a plate fell to the ground fiercely.

A farmer in his thirties who looked a bit thin, probably in his thirties, stood in front of the manager, and the plate was broken into several pieces under his feet. He stared at the manager with a cold look. And fruit wine! "

The manager looked expressionless and a little calm. In fact, his legs and stomach began to cramp. He just refused the farmer's request, he just dumped the dish, and then showed such a vicious expression, it was too scary. .

But thinking of his own plan and the promise of the leader and deputy leader of the preparatory group, he could only brace himself down.

He seemed to think that he could not be weaker than this skinny farmer. He raised his chest and necked, and repeated aloud the words just now, "No, I refuse to offer you anything more!"

The thin farmer took a step forward, and the muscles on his cheekbones did not beat regularly. Although he looked very thin, he felt more offensive, "reason, little white face, if you don't give me a Reason, I will tear you ... "

After a short period of quiet, the surrounding farmers and cowboys began to whistle and coax, and some people continued to applaud, and some people shouted "give a little color to the sissy from the south". Warm.

Manager Yun swallowed a spit. He looked at other gazes full of jokes, satires, cynicisms, and anticipation, and felt that his scalp had lost consciousness.

"I ... repeat, everyone only has one free fried chicken and fruit wine per day. This is not for you, but everyone."

The manager didn't look too weak. In fact, he had persuaded. He just explained that he didn't target him, but this sentence made the workers' club quiet again.

The five big and three thick farmers and cowboys rolled up their sleeves and squeezed around him, and bad eyes swept over him again and again, leaving him cold all over the body.

"Little white face, you better explain what it means to all of us ..."

A pop ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ I don't know who suddenly stretched out his arms and slap him. He was dizzy and turned black before his eyes. He used his hands to straighten up the disrupted hair. Maintain his decent decentness.

The bright red mark on Lu's face soon became swollen, and his eyes had begun to dodge. Several cowboys chased up, and some of them pulled out the knife.

If it wasn't for a scream to calm down these hot-blooded cowboys, maybe the next day's newspaper would report the matter here in more detail.

The waitress who had begun to get used to taking advantage of the plate was blocked between the cowboy and the manager. She stared at these cowboys without knowing where she heard a laugh full of contempt and disdain, and soon Everyone started to laugh.

The cowboy who pulled out the knife inserted the knife back into the scabbard of the cowhide. He went to the waitress and squeezed the girl's chin and kissed the girl's face, and the laughter grew louder.

This is not shame or blasphemy, but thanks.

If it wasn't for the girl who stopped him, after drinking and drinking blood, if in the wrong place, he might have to accompany many years of prison.

So this is not shame, but gratitude, deep gratitude.

From this day on, no one is harassing the girl anymore, of course this is another story.

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