It's not a tongue twister, and everyone in the room understands it.

Thereupon... The seven or eight young people who surrounded Zhang Xiaojian and the others in the shape of a half-moon suddenly had extremely wonderful expressions.

The name Zhang Xiaojian is not terrifying for many people who know it, but it is particularly terrifying for these young people in the box.

Because they all know what they have done in this month with these three words.

The efficacy and power of this name may not be clear to Zhang Xiaojian himself, but they know it very well.

Also because of their encouragement, Zhang Xiaojian has recently become somewhat famous in Ningyuan's so-called various circles.

And today the appearance of the Lord... It really overwhelmed them.

The slightly trembling fingers of 'Brother Little Sword' were enough to show how empty he was now.

Because he knew that Zhang Xiaojian was a legendary-level figure in Ningyuan, the fourth owner of the Daqing Mountain, and a top rich man at least 100 billion yuan.

As long as this righteous master thinks, he can crush himself to death like an ant with his fingers in every minute.

So 'Brother Xiaojian' was very panicked, panicked, panicked so much that he couldn't speak anymore, and he was so wild that he was about to lose himself.

And the 'Gao Qingsong' sitting next to him looked at Gao Qingsong: "So you are...."

Gao Qingsong smiled, he hadn't smoked for a long time, he took a box of cigarettes on the table and took out one, lit it, and took a deep breath: "Well, I'm Gao Qingsong, I really liked astronomy when I was a child, see if I have a bit of a vast and mysterious temperament?"

'Gao Qingsong': "......"

He finally understood why the previous sycophants were so sincere, and he was praising himself for a long time.

And the little girl with heavy makeup looked at Ye Mozhu and understood that she was the real Ye Mozhu.

Ye Mozhu didn't tell her that the old lady was the most beautiful in the world, she just smiled slightly, she was kind... He was comforting this girl with a smile, as if to tell her, don't be afraid... It's not a big deal.

It's not a big deal.

As it stands, it's an impostor at best.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't plan to do anything, he looked at the young people who were still standing stupidly, but they had no momentum: "Sit down, let's talk slowly." ”

'Brother Xiaojian' said a little nervously: "Brother Xiaojian, we... We.."

Without waiting for him to say anything, Zhang Xiaojian said: "Don't, you are Brother Xiaojian." ”

'Brother Xiaojian' stammered a little and replied, "I'm not...."

"And who are you?"

"I'm a good person...... Really, I'm a good person. ”

"Fuck off. ”

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The dance floor in the night show is playing with energetic dance music.

Xiao Wang sat at the bar with a bottle of beer, frowning at the DJ beauty with a headset not far away.

It's not that the beauty is not good-looking, in fact, the beauty is an Internet celebrity face, goose egg shape, high nose bridge, pouting lips, one-word eyebrows, well... Although it is a bit the same, it is really good to win in shape, but all he thinks about is what happened to the private room upstairs, and he has no intention of falling in love with flowers.

After staring at it for half an hour, Xiao Wang, who finally found that there was a mole on the belly button of the beautiful woman, finally retracted his gaze, glanced at the time, and thought to himself, why haven't he called himself yet, is it all stuffy?

If Xiaojian and Gao Qingsong are folded here, he will be guilty of a great crime, and he will really lose face when he goes out in the future.

So Xiao Wang picked up his mobile phone and called Gao Qingsong, he had a plan, if Gao Qingsong didn't answer, he would go directly to break the door.

But the imaginable thing didn't happen, Gao Qingsong not only answered the phone, but also asked him: "What's wrong?"

"It's me who wants to ask you what's wrong, what can I do..."

"Not really, in class. ”

"Class?" Xiao Wang's mouth crooked, not understanding what it meant to attend class at all, so he naturally asked, "What class?"

"Maybe you have a moral class?" Gao Qingsong replied uncertainly.

……

……

In the 404 box of the IMEI clubhouse, there is indeed some meaning of class.

The impostor 'Brother Xiaojian' and his companions sat on the sofa like students, with their waists straight, their eyes not squinting, as if they were listening attentively.

Their teacher is really Zhang Xiaojian, but it seems that because he has just taken office, he needs to understand the students.

So Zhang Xiaojian's question is: "What's your name?"

"Meng Fanlong..."

"What about you?"

"Ye Shuang. ”

"What about you?"

"My name is Zhao Qing. ”

"Did you see a person named Gu Yande yesterday and beat him?"

Everyone panicked, and sure enough, they came to the door because of yesterday's incident.

Meng Fanlong, the previous 'Little Sword Brother', showed an embarrassed smile: "I did it yesterday... Most of it is because of the effect of alcohol, in fact, we are very kind on weekdays... The main thing is that I'm afraid of him, or we'll lose some ......."

Zhang Xiaojian raised his hand: "No need to pay, play well." ”

was already frightened, listening to Zhang Xiaojian's words, the people led by Meng Fanlong were simply restless, what does it mean to fight well, this is the opposite....

"We can ...... more"

"Say you're playing well, you're playing well, nonsense. ”

Meng Fanlong was held back and didn't dare to continue talking.

Zhang Xiaojian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Besides him, have you ever been beaten when you came to Brother Xiaojian to do things before?"

This is something that Zhang Xiaojian must understand, although he doesn't feel how important his reputation is, but it's okay to lose in his own hands, let others lose, this is really... Unacceptable.

Meng Fanlong and Zhao Qing shook their heads like rattles.

The little girl named Ye Shuang said sincerely: "There really isn't... General service is to do things, do not achieve the achievement of telling that it can't be done, can do the achievement of a little fee, do business... The most elaborate and amiable. ”

For their words, listen to half of it.

Zhang Xiaojian asked again: "Have you been deceived?"

"No, not really. ”

Meng Fanlong raised his hand and said: "Although it is in your name, it is impossible for us to cut off our reputation, isn't that equivalent to cutting off the financial route, it is a transaction where the two sides negotiate the price, and there is no additional charge." ”

Zhang Xiaojian saw the sincerity he said, and saw that the attitude of the group of young people in front of him to admit their mistakes was also good, so he nodded with satisfaction.

Everyone felt relieved with his satisfied look, but Zhang Xiaojian said to Gao Qingsong in the next sentence: "Okay, call the police, the evidence is conclusive, and it will be handed over to the official for disposal." ”

Gao Qingsong agreed, although this matter is estimated to be painless even if there is a punishment by the official, but it is always a solution.

Meng Fanlong was anxious and said, "No, Brother Xiaojian, we are really good people, can we ......?"

Zhang Xiaojian glanced at him: "What about you playing Infernal Affairs?"

Meng Fanlong said: "I used my name to donate money to the Sword Walking Charity Foundation.... I also went to apply for a job, but I was not asked for it..."

Zhang Xiaojian was stunned when he heard this: "Huh?"

……

……

Five minutes later, Ye Mozhu, who is now the second-in-command of the Sword Walk Charity Foundation, pushed open the door of the 404 box: "Really, Meng Fanlong, one million, you just returned to Ningyuan to participate in the second day of the ball." ”

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Meng Fanlong in surprise: "One million, make a big move." ”

Meng Fanlong smiled humbly: "If you make money, you have to give back to the society, I learned from you, and I learned from you..."

Zhang Xiaojian's face was entangled, what is this... Isn't the reversal too sudden...