I turned my head reflexively and saw a familiar face. Unexpectedly, it was the girl who often shoots videos with Liu Qi. I remember her name was Xiaoying.

Xiaoying was standing behind me with two female companions who were dressed very fashionably. She obviously recognized me, an awkward smile appeared on her face, and then she whispered to her companions, "Let's eat somewhere else."

Next to Xiaoya, a girl with "centipede braids" and sequined short-sleeves shook her arms and acted coquettishly: "Right here, Xiaoying, my circle of friends is full of pictures of his family, Qiuqiu and the others said it's here

The barbecue is delicious.”

"That's right, my circle of friends has also been maxed out." Another girl with disheveled hair and heavy makeup on her face nodded in agreement.

I took a deep breath, smiled and said to Xiaoying: "Just stay here, I will make a table for you."

Xiaoying shrugged her nose and nodded her head unnaturally.

The work continued until late at night, when only Xiaoying and another table of guests were left.

These three girls were really good at drinking. They made nearly two boxes of beer in one night, not counting the fact that they brought a bottle of red wine with them when they arrived. The three of them chatted non-stop throughout the night.

When I was looking at it secretly, Yang Chen patted me on the shoulder and invited us to eat.

Everything was going well, but as soon as I drank two glasses of beer, Qian Long suddenly asked me when I was going to see Hou Zizi, which instantly aroused Yang Chen's alert.

Yang Chen frowned and asked me: "Why are you looking for Hou Zizi? Is it because of your father's affairs?"

"No, Brother Lang wants to ask Hou Zizi for the home address of the debtor." Lu Popo replied stupidly.

Yang Chen's voice suddenly rose, he grabbed my arm and asked, "Who are you debtors? What are you doing?"

Seeing that I couldn’t hide it anymore, I briefly told him the matter. After listening to my words, Yang Chen got angry and scolded me, pointing at my nose and scolding me, “Wang Lang, you are such a fool, this is something we can do”

Blended?

Knowing that he was doing it for our own good, I lowered my head with a guilty conscience and did not dare to say a word.

Qian Long and Lu Bobo couldn't help but give me a thumbs-up. Yang Chen continued to ramble on and on. Da Jun, who was sitting next to him, slowly blew out a smoke ring and said: "It's actually not a big deal to ask for a debt. There are so many now."

Young people all refer to this life, I think..."

Yang Chen sighed and said, "Brother Jun, you don't know who Hou Laizi is. If you get involved with him, you will definitely be in trouble..."

Dajun smiled and didn't answer any more, and just kept his head down and drank.

I looked at Dajun in confusion, curious about what he had not finished saying.

Dajun is a very strange person. He talks very little and is a glutton for alcohol. Even when he is having skewers in the evening, he is always busy while drinking. Whenever he has free time, he will stare blankly at beer bottles.

Yang Chen bitterly poured half a glass of wine for me and asked, "What are you going to do next?"

I licked the dry skin on my mouth and said, "I'll ask Hou Zizi about the situation tomorrow. Since the matter has been taken care of, just do your best. God may take pity on me and throw me a miracle or something."

"You are so mean-spirited!" Yang Chen scratched his hair irritably, took out his cell phone and muttered: "I'll ask the bill collectors who often come to my place to drink if they have any good ideas.

What do you call someone who owes money?"

Lu Popo answered before us: "My name is Zhao Huanghe, and I open a color printing factory on Wenchang Road in Xincheng District."

"Alas..." Yang Chen picked up the phone and walked to the side.

I glanced at Jun Jun who was playing with his wine glass with his head down, and walked over with a smile and asked: "Brother Jun, do you have any good ideas? We can't even see the victim now, let alone ask for an account."

Dajun seemed to have not heard what I said and was still playing with his wine glass with his head hanging down.

Qian Long was irritable and slapped the table, stood up and yelled: "Hey, are you so mute?"

The army glanced at us expressionlessly, stood up indifferently, picked up some chicken bones and mutton bones thrown by the guests from the ground, squatted on the roadside, and made a "sizzling" sound.

, and soon several wild cats gathered around his feet.

Looking at the wild cats devouring their food, a bright child-like smile appeared on Dajun's face.

Qian Long curled his lips angrily and muttered: "What a freak."

While we were talking, Yang Chen came back with a dark face. I quickly asked him how his inquiry went.

Yang Chen said distressedly, pull him down! We can't afford to offend Zhao Huanghe. He is playing with Jin Yangyang. You know who the boss of Jinyang Yang is.

Qian Long, who always prided himself on being a social man, immediately took a breath and said, "Chen Huajiao."

"No." Yang Chen picked up the beer and poured me a glass of wine and said, "Go find Hou Zizi tomorrow and tell him that we can't afford this."

Lu Popo asked curiously: "Who is Chen Huajiao?"

Qian Long swallowed his saliva and laughed dryly and said: "The legend of our county, the two largest nightclubs in our county are owned by others, and the taxi company in Linxian County is owned by others. I heard from a buddy who runs illegal taxis that there is a lot of land in the new city.

He personally bought it out, and if the government wants to develop it, it has to buy the land from him."

When I heard the words Chen Huajiao, my heart suddenly went cold.

From old men in their fifties and sixties to children who have just entered middle school, there are really not many people in Linxian who don't know him.

In the past two years, the government has been cracking down hard, and there are basically no serious people on the street. But in the past few years, nine out of ten people who were mixed up in society were hanging out with Chen Huajiao. I heard my dad say that Chen Huajiao was a real gangster.

Sehui has money and people, and there is a big organization called Wang Zhe, which has connections in the city and provinces.

If Hou Zizi is compared to a mad dog, then Chen Huajiao is definitely a tiger. The two are not on the same level at all.

At this time, the army of cat feeders squatting on the street turned their backs to us and muttered something: "The more you understand the game, the more scruples you have. The bottom shrimp is only for money, and the upper class is for face.

Going straight to the point is sometimes more effective than beating around the bush.”

Yang Chen and I looked at him in unison, and Yang Chen asked in confusion: "Brother Jun, what do you mean?"

I also hurriedly said: "Brother Jun, please explain it clearly. We are stupid and can't react."

"My back hurts, Chenzi, I'm going back first." Da Jun clapped his hands and stood up, walking directly towards the street without any intention of explaining.

Looking at his long and slanting shadow under the street lamp, I fell into deep thought.

Qian Long cursed angrily: "Fuck, I feel like my IQ is being pushed underground and being rubbed like crazy. We are talking about debts. His whole sentence about upper class society is something that cannot be beaten by anyone."

After thinking for a while, I looked at Qian Long and asked, "Do you know where Chen Huajiao is?"

Qian Long smiled bitterly: "Brother, you really think I am the NBA in the United States. Who is Chen Huajiao? I know where he is, but I heard that his car is a white Audi R8 with five license plates.

2."

"Brother Huang, what do you mean by FBI? It was played in Spider-Man." Lu Popo rolled his eyes and curled his lips.

Qian Long cursed angrily, turned around and asked me: "Why are you asking about Chen Huajiao?"

Yang Chen clearly guessed what I was thinking and asked softly, "Do you want to go straight to Huanglong?"

"Let's try it." I nodded with a wry smile.

Da Jun’s words just now hit me right away. The high-class big shots are all about face. Zhao Huanghe may be shameless, but Chen Huajiao’s status definitely values ​​face more than life. If he knew that his people would not pay back their debts, maybe

We do have a glimmer of hope.

Just when the rest of us fell into silence, the three of them, Xiaoying, held each other's arms and stumbled over.

The girl with the "centipede braid" was obviously drunk, her mouth was full of alcohol, her hands were on our table with blurred eyes, and she muttered: "Hey, I heard you are looking for Chen Huajiao?"

Qian Long held a toothpick in his mouth and asked cynically: "What sister? Do you know where he is?"

"Of course." The girl held her head high, her almond-shaped eyes dim.

Qian Long rolled his eyes and said mockingly: "Sisters, bragging can easily irritate your stomach."

Qian Long is good at everything, but he has no clue. From his eyes, there is no distinction between men and women at all. All kinds of reproductive organs will pop out of anyone he talks to.

The girl lowered her head and burped. She couldn't stand on her heels and almost fell down. Yang Chen quickly helped her sit down with quick eyes and hands. The girl muttered vaguely: "I don't want to brag. I'm the receptionist at Zhonghao Hotel. We

The hotel keeps a presidential suit for Chen Huajiao all year round. Yesterday his driver called and said that Chen Huajiao will definitely stay there in the next two days."

I quickly walked over and asked, "Is it true?"

The girl pushed me in the face and turned her head to look at Qian Long Nuzui with disgust: "Brother, can you give us a few bottles of wine?"

Xiaoying and another girl hurriedly came up to pull her. The girl struggled not to get up. As a result, she was pulled three times and two times. All three of them fell to the ground and knocked over the table. It was not a big deal to knock over the table. Who knew that three girls

They all lay on the ground crying and howling, obviously drunk and acting like crazy.

Especially Xiaoying cried the hardest. She didn't mind burying herself on the ground. She cried and rolled on the ground: "Love, I love you so much."

Me, Yang Chen, Lu Bobo and Qian Long looked at each other in confusion. Yang Chen swallowed and asked: "How to fix it?"

"The whole yarn, the fat in your mouth is in vain. If you don't eat it, you won't eat it. This is my dick!" Qian Long rubbed his palms, then smiled lustfully, picked up the girl with her "centipede braid", and gently

Patting her on the back to comfort her: "You drank too much, okay? Let's go, I'll take you back to my house..."
Chapter completed!