"There is no Louis XIII today, you can choose another one." Liu Qin shook her head.

"Where are there any girls..." As soon as the fat man said this, he saw Liu Qin's face change drastically. He waved his hands repeatedly, and was so scared that he was about to cry. His face was pale, and he said, "Sister, it's my daughter Hong. Is there any daughter Hong..."

He explained desperately, afraid that Liu Qin would misunderstand.

Liu Qin looked at the pitiful fat man in front of her with a little laugh and crying, reached out to take a bottle of Little Lafite from the wine cabinet, and said, "Don't you like drinking Little Lafite without a daughter Hong?"

But the fat man shook his head like a rattle and said, "Sister, I don't like drinking Little Lafite."

You guys, didn’t you drink several bottles yesterday? Liu Qin glared at the fat man.

The fat man avoided Liu Qin's eyes in fear, then carefully pointed to the cocktail that Liu Qin had just prepared on the bar and whispered: "Sister, I want to drink this."

"Someone has already lit this." Liu Qin shook her head.

"Then...you can help me adjust another one." The fat man smiled silly.

"Okay, you do it." Liu Qin said coldly.

"By the way, sister, I'll give me a serving of the snacks you have in your store." The fat man took out a stack of money from his pocket and slapped it on the bar, and said to himself: "My mother told me to be generous when going out to eat, don't be silly, don't be silly or eat a tycoon meal. Look, I have enough money, don't drive me away."

Seeing the fat man's silly look, Liu Qin even wondered if he had a neurological problem. But he didn't look like this guy. Why are he so stupid when speaking and doing things?

"You go and do it." Liu Qin pointed to a seat and asked the fat man to sit down, then prepared a cocktail for him.

The waiter put the prepared cocktail and snacks on the table. The fat man took out a chicken leg and reached it in front of the waiter, and said with a smile: "I'll treat you to the chicken leg."

The waiter waved his hands repeatedly, his muscles twitching on his face. He remembered the scene when the fat man invited people to eat chicken legs all over the night. He looked at him with a strange look, then turned around and left.

But the fat man took a bite of the chicken leg indifferently, then picked up the cocktail and drank it. Then he stood up, picked up the wine glass and ran to the bar, and smiled silly: "Sister, after drinking it, I'm making a glass for me."

Liu Qin suddenly felt that it was a mistake to let the fat man come in again today? Because next, the fat man was interspersed in the crowd countless times, holding the wine glass to the bar, asking him to help him mix the bar.

Who is this fat man? Liu Qin's heart moved slightly, she called a waiter and whispered a few words in his ear.

Liu Qin suddenly became a little interested in the identity of the fat man. This fat man is definitely not as simple as he looks. This is Liu Qin's intuition. Looking back on all the performances of the fat man last night and today, if he really treats the fat man as a fool, he can only say that he is an idiot.

However, Liu Qin was just interested and didn't want to investigate it in detail. She was just a timid and a little lustful fat man, so there was no need to spend too much energy.

Soon someone went to investigate the origin of the fat man through the relationship network, and Liu Qin didn't care. Seeing that the fat man wanted to stand up and run towards the bar, she immediately pointed at the fat man and said, "Sit down, don't come over."

The fat man just stood up, and sat down in panic again, looking scared.

Liu Qin looked at him with a little amused and cry, then prepared six cups of cocktails, then pulled a piece of paper, and wrote on it: Fatty, get out after drinking these six cups of wine.

Putting the note in the tray, she reached out and called a waiter, pointed at the fat man and said, "Take it over to that guy. If the fat man doesn't leave after six glasses of wine, you can drive him out."

The waiter nodded, then walked over with a tray, and said viciously: "Boy, get out after drinking."

The fat man nodded timidly, but calmly took out a chicken leg from his arms and smiled embarrassedly: "Eat chicken leg, eat chicken leg."

The waiter's muscles thrust on his face, glared at the fat man fiercely, then turned around and left.

The fat man picked up the note and looked at it, and said to himself, "The handwriting is pretty good, but he is a little bit angry." After saying that, he didn't look at the cocktails, and he focused on chewing his chicken legs. Anyway, Liu Qin asked him to leave after drinking. If he didn't finish drinking, he wouldn't drive people away, right?

Liu Qin ignored the fat man and took out her cell phone and sent a text message to Qin Biao. At this time, Qin Biao had just arrived at Liu Tiannan's mansion. Then, Liu Qing arrived alone in a car.

He replied to Liu Qin with a message and hurried to the conference hall. He heard that Mr. Liu was very angry today and even smashed his favorite inkstone.

When Qin Biao walked into the conference hall, most of the core personnel of the Nanlong Gang had arrived. Everyone looked heavy and discussed privately. Seeing Qin Biao coming in, Lin Long frowned and said, "Abiao, what have you been busy with these two days? Why did you come after such a big thing in the gang?"

"Hmph, he must be hiding in Rockell Bar and drinking." Liu Qing, who was sitting not far away, snorted coldly without waiting for Qin Biao to speak.

Liu Qing has won Qin Biao many times before, but Qin Biao likes Liu Qin in his heart, so he has never agreed to him. Recently, Qin Biao has been trying to do things with Liu Qin. Liu Qing also knows these things clearly, so he is naturally annoyed.

Qin Biao glanced at Liu Qing and said in a deep voice: "Second Young Master, where I drink, it seems that I don't care about your business, right?"

"You..." Liu Qing suddenly stood up and pointed at Qin Biao and said, "You are arrogant."

Although Liu Qin is the heir to the next leader of the Nanlong Gang, before he took office, he was at most a hall master, and he was at the same level as Qin Biao and had no affiliation at all. Even if he was Liu Tiannan's son, Qin Biao could not stop talking to him. Therefore, Qin Biao had no choice.

Lin Long looked a little bad. He glanced at the two of them and said, "Let's sit down first, the old man is about to arrive."

Qin Biao and Liu Qing looked at each other, and snorted coldly at the same time, and sat down with Buddha's sleeves.

In the conference hall, half of the people were core figures trained by the Liu Tiannan era. The other half were young handsome men promoted by Liu Tiannan for the sake of the success of Liu Qing's rise. Many of these people were Liu Qing's confidants.

There are also some people who are the staff of Lin Long and Qin Biao. So the atmosphere in the conference hall seemed a bit weird at this time.
Chapter completed!