"A Bin, you are still lazy here, you are almost busy inside! Hurry up!" Jiang Chao shouted at Pan Wenbin at the gate.

Pan Wenbin leaned against the corner and had just taken a few puffs of cigarettes. He was not satisfied yet. When he saw Jiang Chao shouting, he said lazily: "You should hold on first, I'll breathe."

Jiang Chao walked over, "How are you breathing? I'm almost dead!"

Pan Wenbin stuffed the cigarette from his mouth into Jiang Chao's mouth: "Come on, take a breath and slow down - the new official takes three fires, we must also know how to be lazy. Take it slowly, and we will never die!"

Jiang Chao took a deep breath and vomited it out, "I really want to kill you. I didn't expect to be so busy tonight!"

"The business is good! If I were the Hong Kong epileptic woman, I would have laughed secretly. I don't have to do anything and I can make so much money!" Pan Wenbin said with envy.

"You mean Miss Fu?"

"Besides her, there is someone else? But this mad woman comes here to conduct inspections at the end of every month, making it look like an emperor on a patrol. Why is there no movement today?" Before Pan Wenbin finished speaking, he saw Jiang Chao next to him trembling all over.

"Are you shaking? Are you very cold? Or are you still crazy?" Pan Wenbin turned his head curiously, and then he heard a slap, slapping his face, slapping the cigarette in Pan Wenbin's mouth away.

"Who hit me?" Pan Wenbin covered his face, and was about to get angry but saw clearly. There were three people standing in front of him, Miss Fu, Master Su and Chen Biao.

At this time, Chen Biao was staring at him fiercely. Needless to say, he was the person who slapped him just now.

Pan Wenbin also began to tremble.

"Hello, Miss Fu, Miss Fu." His mouth was trembling.

Fu Qingying looked at him, "Where is Mark?"

"He was injured and went to the hospital."

With a snap, Chen Biao slapped him again, "Tell me clearly! Why did you get injured? Why did you go to the hospital?"

Pan Wenbin covered his face and almost cried, "I don't know what the new general manager has done. He beat him, and he was injured and went to the hospital!"

"New manager?" Fu Qingying frowned.

Chen Biao observed his expression and followed Fu Qingying for so long. She immediately understood what she was thinking with her eyes and movements. So Chen Biao slapped Pan Wenbin again, "What a joke? The new manager dared to hit Mark?"

"What I said is true. He really beat Brother Mark... Everyone has seen it!"

With a slap, Chen Biao showed no mercy: "Where is Diao Jiahua, where is he? Why don't you come out to greet Miss Fu?"

Pan Wenbin really cried, and was beaten to tears. He didn't understand why Chen Biao kept beating himself and not Jiang Chao.

"There is something happened to Manager Diao, don't be here!" Pan Wenbin said and hurriedly covered his face with his hands, "Don't hit me again!"

With a bang, Chen Biao was very good this time. He didn't beat him, but instead beat Jiang Chao. "What happened to Diao Jiahua?"

Jiang Chao wanted to kick Pan Wenbin and endured the pain and said, "He was arrested by the police station!"

Fu Qingying was stunned.

Chen Biao observed his words and said, and was about to raise his hand and give Jiang Chao two slaps. Jiang Chao had already taken the initiative to explain: "I said, I'll say everything! This is the case..."

In a moment—

After listening to Jiang Chao's story, Fu Qingying's face remained unchanged, making people wonder what she was thinking.

On the contrary, Master Su and Chen Biao were a little impatient, especially Chen Biao gritted his teeth, "This Song Zhichao is a ghost, but he actually touched the lady's man!"

Master Su Ze looked at Fu Qingying and said, "It seems that this is a game tonight. Mark will not appear. There are no tigers in the mountains. Monkeys are called kings. Miss, we must be careful."

Fu Qingying snorted coldly, "It's just a clown who jumps his beam, can you scare you like this?"

Master Su and Chen Biao didn't say anything.

Fu Qingying raised her eyebrows and said to Chen Biao: "Now, there is something you have to do!"

...

As a welcome member of the dance hall, Wang Yan was almost flying tonight.

Although she was mentally prepared and knew that at the end of the month, the dance hall business would be particularly good and there would be more customers, but it was still rare to have such a hot scene as tonight.

She had a dry mouth and no idea how much water she had secretly drank, but her throat was still smoking.

"Hello sir, welcome!"

"Sir, do you need any help?"

"Please take you in here first!"

After a series of service procedures, Wang Yan's legs became a little sore. Just as she leaned against the large vase in front of the door and lowered her head to rub her legs, the sound of footsteps rang out.

"Hello, sir, how many of you?" Wang Yan raised her head professionally and greeted her with a smile.

Then, Wang Yan was stunned.

Looking at Pan Wenbin, Jiang Chao, who was beaten into a pig's head, and then looking at Su, the master wearing myopia glasses, with a middle-parted head, and with his hands behind his back, finally, his eyes fell on Fu Qingying, who was as frosty as he was. Wang Yan couldn't help swallowing and spit out three words awkwardly: "Miss Fu!"

...

No matter what era, some people will have their own halo when they appear.

Especially in the early 1990s, the difference between Hong Kong people and mainlanders was the difference in their dress and their behavior and temperament.

For example, Hong Kong men like to spray cologne on their bodies, like to keep the most fashionable hairstyles and wear very cool clothes.

The difference between Hong Kong women and mainland women is even greater, first of all, in terms of makeup.

Most of the makeup of mainland women comes from the current fashionable magazines "Beauty and Hairdressing" and "Popular Movies". In addition, they come from celebrity posters in hairdressing halls, or stickers on the celebrity box-cartridges sold on the streets and alleys.

Many mainland women think that as long as they paint black eyeshadows like the heroines of Hong Kong TV series, wear large plastic earrings like them, and wear bat shirts and leggings like them, they will be fashionable women, but this is the case.

The same-dressed Hong Kong women stand together with the mainland, without even having to speak, you can tell who comes from Hong Kong and who comes from the mainland at a glance. The reason is very simple, that is, their exposed temperament.

Fu Qingying is definitely the woman with the strongest temperament. After being restrained for a long time, this temperament becomes a woman's unique aura.

Therefore, when Fu Qingying arranged for Chen Biao to do things, and when he took Master Su into the dance hall, countless people felt the huge aura that suddenly came.

The male customers turned their heads one after another.

The female customers looked at each other.

At this moment, Fu Qingying had light steps, her jade neck was slender, and she was as proud as a snow-white swan.

As she walked, she was like a moving picture of a beauty.

When she walked through the crowds watching her and walked towards the forefront of the stage, Zhou Dafu, the leader of the art troupe who had already received the news, immediately welcomed him, "Welcome Miss Fu, I have booked the best seat for you!"

Zhou Dafu's appearance immediately broke the originally beautiful scene, as if a toad suddenly appeared beside the beautiful swan.

Fu Qingying looked at Zhou Dafu with a smile and picked up slightly with her slender eyes.

Master Su, who fully understood the lady's feelings, asked Zhou Dafu: "Are you the side?"

Zhou Dafu was stunned with a fat face with a smile. He had been in the dance hall for so long, but it turned out that he didn't know him at all.

Too embarrassing.

But those who run around the world are thick-skinned.

"I am Zhou Dafu, not the Chow Tai Fook in Hong Kong, but Zhou Dafu, the leader of the Rainbow Art Troupe! Miss Fu, we have met, and I shook hands with you last time. You also praised me for doing a good job in the show!"

Fu Qingying didn't speak, but Master Su laughed, "I remember when you say this... It seems that our eldest lady is not praising you, but scolding you! Your program is messy, like a circus, and finally plays fire, almost burning the curtain. Will you like you?"

Zhou Dafu's old face turned red, "For me, scolding me is to encourage me and praise me, let our Rainbow Art Troupe continue to work hard and create more excellent programs!"

Master Su shook his head: "You fat guy, you have a very thick-skinned face." Then he looked at Fu Qingying, "Miss, see if we are..."

"Just just sit here." Fu Qingying said.

Seeing that Fu Qingying had spoken, Zhou Dafu was so happy that he couldn't stop talking. He hurriedly moved the chair for Fu Qingying, wiped it with his sleeves, and asked him to sit down.

"Miss Fu, you are here just in time. Today we have prepared a special program for you!"

"What a show, can you be spitting fire again?" Master Su also sat down and teased.

"It's not fire-breathing! It's a dance, a wonderful dance performance!" Zhou Dafu rubbed his hands and said happily. "Speaking of this dance was arranged by the new Chief Song, he said it would definitely detonate the whole audience."

"Mr. Song, what about Song Zhichao?" This is not the first time Fu Qingying heard Song Zhichao's name tonight.

"It's him."

"Detonate the whole audience?"

"Yes, that's what he said." Zhou Dafu was thinking about it. If Miss Fu felt unhappy after watching the show, she would put all the blame on Song Zhichao. As for herself, she was innocent!

Fu Qingying smiled, contemptuous and disdainful!
Chapter completed!