Chapter Seventy-One: If you want money, you still want me

After Han Zhuo left, there was silence in the bar hall, and even Li Yongzhi wiped his sweat in his heart, just now Han Zhuo wanted to protect Ming Yufei, it was not a difficult thing for him, it was nothing more than forcing Shen Guodong to bow his head.

The problem is that he and Han Zhuo met for the first time, and he didn't know his temper, if Shen Guodong didn't know practice at that time, and then he annoyed Han Zhuo, Han Zhuo would do it himself......

Li Yongzhi shook his head, he didn't dare to think about it at all, he had been to Nanzhou, and he had also seen the appearance of Song Lian, the martial arts master under Chu Qiang, killing people was like blowing flowers and bullet leaves......

There is no doubt that Han Zhuo must also be a figure above the martial arts master, otherwise Chu Qiang would not respect him so much, if Han Zhuo personally took action, it would be a trivial matter to accidentally injure his own people, and if he really dragged Brother Chu back, he should be cut with a thousand knives.

He knew that Chu Qiang had paid the most attention to winning over martial arts personnel in recent years, and if he hadn't been afraid of Jian Youchen, he would have wanted to go to the Martial Arts National Art Hall to recruit the students inside into the underworld.

It is said that just inviting a Song Lian, who already has a friendship, out of the mountain, even hurts the muscles and bones with a huge amount of money.

Now that there is finally another Han Zhuo, how can he affect their relationship because he can't handle it well?

Finally, Shen Guodong finally learned to be clever at the last moment, his brain turned around, thinking of this, Li Yongzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the next thing is the work of sweeping the end.

For Shen Guodong, a person at both ends of the snake and mouse, Li Yongzhi didn't plan to use it again, in view of his final performance, he still left him alive, and said to him in a calm voice: "For the time being, send your dog's life to me, I won't drive you out of Jiangzhou, you can still operate normally in this bar, but I want to get the shares back, and everyone in it will be reorganized." ”

Shen Guodong didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, he just said "yes" vigorously.

Li Yongzhi looked at Liu Xiaopeng and the group of people behind him at this time: "I don't care how you offend Mr. Han, now Mr. Han has a large number of them, and they can be solved with one hundred and fifty thousand, you should feel lucky." ”

Those little brother thugs were not alive just now, and now they are all crying with sad faces: "We don't have so much money, how much salary is only paid for a month, how can we get 50,000 yuan at once?"

Shen Guodong gritted his teeth: "I'll pay for this money." ”

Li Yongzhi nodded: "You must always remember that the grass on the wall is not so easy to make." The man with him also left the bar.

After Han Zhuo left the bar, he didn't plan to stay outside, he wanted to take a car and go back to Miao Lan's house directly, and when he looked back, Ming Yufei was still following him.

In the afternoon, the crowd was in a hurry, and no one noticed that the much-anticipated star Ming Yufei followed behind a college student in his early twenties.

Mainly at this time, Ming Yufei's clothes were a little untidy, and her hair was relatively messy, and ordinary people naturally would not think that a star-studded star would appear on the street like this.

It's just that people passing by are still attracted by her bumpy figure, and they frequently turn their heads to pay attention.

Han Zhuo frowned slightly: "Why do you keep following me?"

Ming Yufei looked at Han Zhuo's eyes as if she was about to hook a spark: "You just said that I am your woman, who do I follow if I don't follow you?"

Han Zhuo smiled indifferently: "I'm here to save you, why do I still seem to be relied on by you?"

Ming Yufei was heartbroken: "Then I don't care, I will follow you in my life." ”

Han Zhuo shook his head: "Whatever you want, but I still have something to do now, don't follow me anymore." ”

"Then ......" Ming Yufei was a little anxious when she saw that Han Zhuo always wanted to twist her, "I'...... How am I going to find you?"

Han Zhuo's heart moved at this time, and asked, "You are a big star, you must be very rich, right?"

"Ah, there are some ......" Ming Yufei replied randomly, and couldn't help but think in her heart: "He would rather ask for money than me?"

"Then you go find a cleaner hotel, ...... It's better to book a bigger room, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

"What?" Ming Yufei was stunned for a moment, thinking that Han Zhuo wanted to ask her for money, who knew that she would go to the room directly, and her cheeks suddenly flushed and burned hot.

"What's the matter?"

"Ah, no...... Nothing, it just felt a little sudden......"

"Well, here's my phone, tell me when it's ready. ”

Han Zhuo handed over the number to Ming Yufei, she left first, and took a taxi back to Miao Lan's residence in Songsheng Garden.

"Aunt Lan. Han Zhuo opened the door with the key that Tang Xiaoyou gave him before, and as soon as he entered, he saw Miao Lan lying on the dining table napping, with a table full of dishes in front of him.

Han Zhuo inevitably felt a little guilty in his heart, this table of dishes was prepared for himself.

Look at Miao Lan who is sleeping with an apron tied around her waist, she is as big as Han Zhuo's mother Liu Suyun, wearing a home dress, with smooth and white arms, although she is a, her hair has begun to be embellished with silver.

"Aunt Lan has worked too hard for half her life for this family. Han Zhuo screamed just now and didn't wake up, so he took a velvet blanket from the sofa, gently covered her back, took a bowl of rice from the kitchen, and ate it slowly, which was much more fragrant than the meal in the cold Confucian Yuehui Building just now.

Maybe it was because the chewing sound was louder, Miao Lan's head moved, he woke up, and saw Han Zhuo eating the rice he had cooked properly, showing a relieved smile, and said, "It is worthy of Su Yun's son, your mother liked to eat the dishes I made back then." ”

Han Zhuo agreed while eating: "It's Aunt Lan's craftsmanship that is too good." ”

"My mouth is much sweeter than before, hey, where is Xiaoyou, didn't I come back with you?"

Han Zhuo's mouth was deliberately stuffed with vegetables, and he replied vaguely: "Oh...... She's making up for it with her classmates. ”

"Which classmate, Ren Mengying?"

"Yes, yes, that's her. ”

Miao Lan sighed: "Mengying's child is good to us Xiaoyou, but he has been influenced by his family since he was a child, and he has some ...... Precocious, said to be making up for the lesson, I don't know where to go crazy...... Alas, it doesn't matter, as long as it's not with Leng Ru's gentleman. ”

Han Zhuo sighed secretly: "It's really with Leng Ru and them, but although Ren Mengying is a little snobbish, she is really good to Xiaoyou, from Liu Xiaopeng's teasing of Xiaoyou in the bar just now, she can immediately stand up and reprimand, which can be seen." ”

Han Zhuo's eyes flashed coldly, he said at the time that this Liu Xiaopeng would definitely die, but it was not empty words, just thinking of this, he received two text messages on his mobile phone, which were sent by Li Yongzhi and Shen Guodong, and the content was roughly the same: "The amount of money is large, and it may be a little late in your account, Liu Xiaopeng has already dealt with it." ”

Han Zhuo smiled slightly, the word "handled" already explained the problem.

Miao Lan's head poked over at this time: "Who sent you a message?"