Brother Jian, what should we do with this woman? She smashed us with a lot of wine!" one of the men in black asked, pointing to the drunken short-haired woman who was lying on the sofa with no image to speak of.

You Zijian knocked away the man's outstretched hand and scolded: "The customer is God, what do I usually tell you? You carry her away, no, no, find two girls to send her to our VIP lounge, so that she can take care of her!"

"But Brother Jian, didn't you say that you gave her to your brothers to open meat?"

This drunken short-haired woman, with a crop top and super shorts, can hardly hide her fair long legs, graceful waist, especially the extremely beautiful goose egg face, slightly drunk cheeks, and watery eyes, which are particularly moving.

Just one glance is enough to arouse the evil fire in a man's heart.

You Zijian glanced coldly at the man who said this, and saw that he was looking at the woman on the sofa with a heart in his eyes, and raised his foot and kicked him in the stomach: "You, fired!"

Don't you know that what he just said about gang rape was a deliberate threat?

He, You Zijian, 38 years old this year, started his own business after making enough money from the game industry, determined to make this "Lao Tzu Bar" an industry leader and establish a good image of the bar.

It's a pity that the two waitresses who were called reached out to help Qi Qiqi, who was drunk on the sofa, suddenly turned over, her skills were agile and skillful, and she pushed the two of them to the ground with her fists and feet.

"Hmph, one or two scumbags, I still want to fight with the old lady! I don't want to see who the old lady learned her kung fu from!"

Qi Qiqi stood up, his hands on his hips, but after saying this domineeringly, he suddenly lowered his head and said it in a low voice: "But, the person who taught me, he is going to die?"

She just stood, her thin body, looking so helpless and pitiful.

"Be careful!"

You Zijian stepped forward and caught Qi Qiqi, who was about to fall to the ground.

There was a faint tobacco fragrance on the man's body, which was not unpleasant, Qi Qiqi took advantage of the situation to hug his lean waist, his head was nestled in his arms, his eyes were foggy, and he muttered: "Good Samaritans, are you all so kind-hearted, you can even save your own heart in the end?"

Seeing that the man was about to push himself away, Qi Qiqi hugged the other party even harder: "I have liked you since I was a child, and for you, I studied medicine well." But now, for the sake of other girls, you are leaving me forever. ”

Through the shirt, You Zijian could clearly feel the dampness and heat on his chest, thinking that this woman was out of love and drunk, who called him the first conscientious boss of the bar, so he kindly lent her this embrace.

"I'm not greedy, I'm really not greedy! You can fall in love with someone else, but why do you want to disappear? Why? I love ...... so much."

You Zijian shook his head helplessly, the corners of his mouth twitched, he joined this woman and regarded him as the man she liked?

"Sometimes, I really hate Po - wow!

"Woman, you!"

You Zijian hurriedly pushed the woman away, he almost collapsed, and a foul smell mixed with alcohol passed directly into his nose through his clothes.

Qi Qiqi was forced to take two steps back, stabilized his body, frowned, glanced at the crowd, and then pointed to the waitress on the side, and ordered: "You, take me to the lounge!"

"This?" the waitress looked a little embarrassed, looking at her black-faced boss.

You Zijian waved his hand in disgust: "Take her there!"

Looking at the short-haired young woman who staggered away, he wondered, is this person really drunk?

Because of the little episode in Lao Tzu's bar last night, Rao is Ling Kebao's head was still dizzy this morning, and she had to go and see it, at least, to find out the reason why Qiqi was drunk.

"Oh, you can help drive the car!"

Ling Kebao threw the car keys to Zhang Shaoting, and he got into the co-pilot of Bugatti.

"I can't imagine that one day I'll be able to drive this Bugatti - uh, what are you doing?"

Zhang Shaoting's key hadn't been heated yet, but Ming Yan, who came out of nowhere, easily snatched the car key and took it to his hand, directly opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, and slammed the car door shut.

"Zhang Shao should stay in the Ming family and recuperate his eyes!"

Ming Yan's words obviously aroused Zhang Shaoting's anger, and he was about to attack, but he only heard the sound of a motor starting, and the car went away, and the ash layer raised choked him so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Damn, Ming Yan, did Ben Shao rob your eldest wife in his last life? or did he strengthen your second wife?"

This Ming family, as expected, none of them are normal.

On the Bugatti sports car, Ming Yan, who had a cold face, took the lead in speaking: "Where to go?"

Ling Kebao yawned: "Laozi Bar on Shuangjin Road." ”

"What for?"

Ling Kebao rolled his eyes: "See an old friend." ”

"Who?"

Ling Kebao clasped his hands around his chest and said a little speechlessly: "Second brother, aren't you going to work today? Why are you acting as a policeman in the Pacific again?"

"It's early. ”

Ming Yan has never talked much, Ling Kebao knows this very well, but there is nothing wrong with what he said, after all, it is only a little past seven o'clock in the morning.

Because he contacted You Zijian from Lao Tzu's bar in advance, when Ling Kebao and Ming Yan arrived at the bar, he himself was waiting outside the gate.

After a polite greeting, Ming Yan had to drive away because of an emergency call, and Ling Kebao followed You Zijian towards the VIP lounge where Qi Qiqi was.

"Boss You, do you know a person named You Qi?" she always felt that the eyebrows and eyes of the man in front of her were very similar to that person, and with the same surname, she asked this question.

You Zijian stopped, looking slightly surprised: "I have a niece named You Qi, I don't know if it's the same person?"

Ling Kebao frowned, and asked again: "You family in Beiqing City?"

Hearing this, You Zijian suddenly chuckled, and he didn't care about spreading his hands: "The third young lady you and I are definitely not the same person, my ancestral home is Jinzhong." ”

"Well, I'm in trouble. ”

"It's not troublesome, it's my honor to be able to solve your doubts for Miss San. ”

Ling Kebao shook his head slightly, yes, if it was really You Qi's rebellious uncle who left home at a young age, he would never be as flattering as he is now.

"Let's go. ”

After opening the door and entering the lounge, Ling Kebao immediately noticed that the person on the big bed lifted the quilt and got up.

It's just that the gentle apricot eyes of my friend clearly looked at me with hatred.

"Seventy-seven, you?"

Qi Qiqi patted his head a little confused, lowered his eyes, and then pretended to be angry and glared at Ling Kebao who was walking towards her: "Baby, do you know how perverted you were last night?"

"Huh?"

Qi Qiqi saw her sitting in the salon not far away, and also got up and sat down: "I dreamed last night that you were holding a machete and running after me all the time, I was really tired of my mother." ”

"Really?" Ling Kebao said with a question, turning his head to look at the girl who was holding his arm affectionately.

"Or what do you think!"

Ling Kebao nodded, and asked in a questioning tone: "Then tell me, how can the 'Sanqi Divine Doctor', who usually doesn't drink alcohol, get drunk? Don't tell me that he was forcibly poured by someone." ”

Qi Qiqi lowered his head and said with a pout: "Don't mention it, I finally fell in love with a man, but people have already gotten married, alas, pity me for unrequited love." ”

"Really?"

Qi Qiqi shook off the other party's arm, stood up with his hands on his hips, and snorted coldly: "I said baby, you said that you questioned me a few times early this morning?

"Oh, then uncle, I'll comfort you, an amorous girl. Ling Kebao admired Qi Qiqi for talking about more than a dozen boyfriends one after another, but I heard that even the first kiss had not been sent out.

"Why are you coming to me?"

Ling Kebao also got up, stroked his lower abdomen, and showed a mysterious smile: "Hungry, let's go have breakfast, I'll tell you again!"