Night in the Paris Hall---

Song Zhichao, who was sitting in the front row watching the stage "pole dance", stretched out his hand very elegantly, took a sip of the wine glass, then put down the wine glass, took out a cigarette from his arms, and knocked it on the cigarette box handsomely, then looked at Hua Qiang with a smile and said: "This show is very good!"

"Hahaha, I think it's very good!" Xiang Huaqiang smiled, "Tell you, this kind of show is very difficult to see on your side, and it is only in Hong Kong and in Paris that there will be such a wonderful program!"

"Oh, really?" Song Zhichao smiled, "But why do I think this show is familiar?"

Xiang Huaqiang was stunned and shook the ice cubes in the wine glass, "Director Song, I think you are mistaken, do you want me to repeat it again? In the whole of Hong Kong, this kind of show is only available in our night Paris!"

Song Zhichao stopped talking, but looked at Jin Jiu who was standing beside him with a smile.

Jin Jiu also smiled, "Let me interject, Xiang Boss, your show is not new at all--- I don't know how many times I have performed it in our Pan Yu!"

"Presumptuous, how can you speak here!"

"Who are you, dare to talk to our big guy like this!"

Xiang Huaqiang's axe Jun and Chen Yaoxing reprimanded at the same time.

Jin Jiu touched his big bald head, and then smiled at them: "Who am I, I'm just an inconspicuous follower next to Mr. Song...... But I know who created this pole dance!"

Xiang Huaqiang stopped the people around him and said with a smile: "Oh, then you can tell me, who created this dance?"

Jin Jiu didn't flinch at all, and said to Xiang Huaqiang's gaze: "Anyway, it wasn't created by you in Night Paris, if I remember correctly, this kind of dance was first spread in the Caesar Cabaret on Pan Yu's side, but I didn't expect it to come here, but it became the creation of Night Paris, ridiculous, really ridiculous!" After speaking, Jin Jiu also deliberately added fuel to the fire and sneered twice.

Satirical, thoroughly satirized.

Suddenly, Xiang Huaqiang's face changed, and he was about to go crazy, when a voice said, "Brother Ten, don't be angry." Can you commit it? The other party has no evidence, just a few words, and he will make you angry like this--- so it hurts your body, so it's better to be careful. Xiang Huasheng, who had never spoken, tasted the wine lightly and said with a smile.

Song Zhichao knew that the real opponent was coming.

Xiang Huasheng's eyes flickered, and he suddenly laughed, pointed to Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong and said to Song Zhichao: "Director Song, it's so interesting! These two of your followers are really interesting! See, how good their jokes are, their faces don't change, they don't even gasp, I was almost deceived by them." ”

Faced with Xiang Huaqiang's words with a gun and a stick, Song Zhichao just leaned back in the chair very casually, played with the lighter in his hand with one hand, and said with a curl at the corner of his mouth: "Tell Xiang Boss that you know, they are not my followers, but my friends--- I have always trusted my friends, they say baa, it's baa, it's never wrong!" After speaking, he stared at Huaqiang with a smile.

Xiang Huaqiang sat down again, with a hint of mockery on his face: "Yes? It seems that Director Song is too easy to trust people, this is not good, and it will be easy to suffer a big loss in the future! As an old friend, I advise you, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately, sometimes you say the wrong thing, and the consequences are very serious!" Xiang Huaqiang deliberately leaned forward and approached Song Zhichao with a downward posture, his eyes were like an eagle falcon, staring directly at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao looked at him and did not speak.

Jin Jiu, who was standing beside him, spoke again: "It's easy! Find someone to ask, if I don't know, if I'm wrong---"

slammed the ground, slapped his big hand on the table, and then rushed to the big guy and smiled: "If I'm wrong, I'll give you this bear paw to drink!"

"Brother Jiu, where are you a bear's paw, this is me!" Niu Xiong also pressed his hand on the table, looked at the big guy and said to a group of people: "Count me as well, good things come in pairs!"

Xiang Huaqiang's eyes jumped, he didn't understand how the other party could be so unafraid of death? Could it be that he was really wrong.

So, subconsciously, Xiang Huaqiang looked at Li Yutian, what kind of "pole dance" was made by him, and he should have the most right to speak.

However, Li Yutian's expression was panicked, his eyes flickered a little, Xiang Hua was anxious, and he was about to speak, but he heard Xiang Huasheng suddenly flick the whiskey glass with his fingers, attracting everyone's attention, and said with a smile: "No matter where this baa dance comes from, whether it is Caesar or Night Paris, it is for people to watch...... If you don't like it, replace it, why fight for priority. ”

Jin Jiu laughed: "We didn't fight, we were just talking about the facts--- could it be said that here, the facts can't be said? Isn't it very democratic and free here?"

"YOUR NAME IS JIN JIU, ISN'T IT? MARK BOY WHO IS WATCHING THE SCENE IN PAN YU IS OKAY, I MET HIM MANY YEARS AGO, WELL, IN HONG KONG. He came here to travel, he had never seen the prosperity of Hong Kong, once in the bathroom, he didn't know how to use the dryer, and made jokes......" Xiang Huasheng said lightly, but slapped Jin Jiu in the face.

Jin Jiu used to be with MARK, and even the role of MARK was just a bun, what kind of good thing can he Jin Jiu be.

Without waiting for Jin Jiu to open his mouth to refute, Xiang Huasheng looked at Niu Xiong next to him, and said with a smile: "Your name is Niu Xiong? Cheng Dafa is known as Pan Yu's 'toy king', although I haven't seen him, but I heard that this person is very unpopular, likes to shine people's shoes, and even his wife can be willing to give up in order to tie people's mouths...... After Cha Shao came back from Pan Yu, he praised his wife and aunt more than once for spending so much effort, as for what kind of kung fu it is, Niu Xiong should know better than me---

Niu Xiong's black face was about to turn red, and Xiang Huasheng's words were more ruthless than a knife. At this moment, Niu Xiong regrets dying, regretting that he followed Cheng Dada, a rotten person, and now even he is rotten at home.

After attacking Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong with sharp words, Xiang Huasheng didn't look at these two small characters, looked at Song Zhichao with a sharp gaze, and then picked up a cigarette with his hand, put his hands together and slowly lit it, raised his head and spit at Song Zhichao, and said with a smile: "As for you, Director Song--- Qi Wanda, that little old man, are you okay?"

Who is Qi Wanda?

You can find out with a little bit of activity in Hong Kong.

The charlatan, the little old man, the dead fat man who did not enter the stream, was chased and killed by loan sharks because of the failure of thousands of people, so he ran away and went to Pan Yu.

If you are contaminated with this kind of person, it is equivalent to stepping on dog shit on your feet, and it will be a black spot for a lifetime, and you can't erase it.

Who is Xiang Huasheng? He wants to find out something, and it is not easy.