No cunning fox can escape the hunter’s muzzle.
In a luxurious villa on the outskirts, a man in a bathrobe is sitting in front of the fireplace, tasting delicious food with relish, and pouring wine into the glass from time to time. When he reached for a record and wanted to put it on the record player, the door opened and an elderly man walked in. “Excuse me, the door is not closed.” The person said, “I am a representative of Schmidt Brothers. Are you the manager of Gray?” The man in front of the fireplace turned around, clearly showing the displeased expression of being disturbed.
“…Yes, I am. What are you doing?” “Mr. Manager. That’s it, I have a bill from you last year for a total of $200…”
“Okay, from the office tomorrow Transfer the money to you.” “You have repeated this statement many times.” The representative reminded, “So, I decided to come directly to you and hope that this problem can be solved today.”
“Please Go out! Send the bill directly to the company’s office. I don’t have any money now, do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand.” The clerk replied, “I expected this too, even though I thought about both of us It’s better to solve the problem in private without having to trouble the executive judge. He also knows you and is waiting outside the door now.” The man in front of the fireplace stood up suddenly, and the bottle fell on the carpet in a hurry. , Splendid wine spilled out.
“It’s boring!” he shouted, “Come on! This is the money you want, take it! Leave this place, and never let me see you again!”
Originally, into Manager Gray’s villa It’s Joe Stoke. He likes to visit villas where no one has lived for a long time, and then take the opportunity to get some benefits. But what he did not know was that the so-called Schmidt Brothers representative was the real owner of the villa-Gray. Gray said afterwards, “I saw the thief wearing my bathrobe and enjoying wine and food as soon as I twisted the doorknob. That guy is a big guy…and, he might have a weapon. I want to withdraw and it’s too late, so He was regarded as the owner of the villa. But the most successful trick was I said that the executive judge was outside the door. I didn’t expect this trick to be so clever. The bad guy heard that the executive judge would recognize him as a fake homeowner and was terrified. Now, quickly draw your wallet.” On the Songkran Festival, a traveler shouted: “Who! Who is the one who splashed me!”
The tour guide came over and explained: “This is a national custom. Splash your water with it.” I like you.”
The tourists said aloud: “Ah! Like me!
You can’t use boiling water even if you like me!”