Weiyang Palace is huge, very large. I don't know how many times larger than 707, with three floors, first-class facilities, and first-class scale. It is resplendent and splendid, and there is a miniskirt girl at the door to welcome you. 707 is a clear water bar to be exact, and there is very little else except for drinking and singing. But Weiyang Palace is completely different, it can be said that there are all kinds of things you want here, and it is very messy.

The only thing is that there are very few guests. Loud music, sparse crowds. Only in the private room there is still some movement, of course, not good movement. Losing money in this case is a certainty. Location, Weiyang Palace is not a good location as Lei Zi said at all, but it is rotten to the home. Even if the dancer is eager to twist the flowers to the music, and the DJ is eager to double the sound of the music, there is still no one.

Meng Biao pointed to the stage, "Go! Sing from now until tomorrow morning, if I'm not satisfied, then you can climb out of here tomorrow morning!" The subordinate hurriedly lit a cigar for Meng Biao and poured a glass of red wine.

"Look, okay Brother Biao!" Zhang Xiaodong said with a smile. I climb out? Not tomorrow, you won't have a chance today!!

Zhang Xiaodong sneered in his heart. Send me to the stage of Weiyang Palace, this is your own death!

Replaced the singer on stage and took over the guitar. Zhang Xiaodong's expression changed, guitar in hand, I have it in the world! ! At this point, the people who are still in the bar are not only bent on getting drunk, but also bent on buying drunk, they have a certain purpose.

Holding the guitar, Zhang Xiaodong played it gently, "Come on, be happy, anyway, you have a lot of time."

Come on, love, there's a lot of foolishness anyway

Come on, wander, anyway, there are a lot of directions

Come on, pretentious, anyway, there's a lot of scenery."

A song of Huang Ling's "Itch" made the men and women in the whole bar move, and as long as they could hear it, they were all attracted to it. Almost not long after Zhang Xiaodong started singing, the sales of alcohol began to soar. Because Zhang Xiaodong sang while advertising and persuading people to drink.

Meng Biao in the audience took a puff of his cigar, his face was slightly red, and he couldn't stop nodding. This kid is really an ATM, and all the customers who didn't leave just now stopped, and none of them wanted to leave.

At this time, Zhang Xiaodong's eyes also glanced at Meng Biao. "Grandson, it's your turn!!" The melody in his hand changed, and the guitar sound rushed directly to Meng Biao. Although it is still an itchy song, the taste is slightly different.

Meng Biao didn't notice it at all, still holding the wine glass with a smile on his face. To the surprise of his subordinates, Meng Biao actually looked a little drunk, and while laughing, he took out his mobile phone and dialed out.

"Hey, Director Lu, I'm Meng Biao, come over and have a couple of drinks, how about it, how did I do the thing I asked you to do?"

The other end of the phone was obviously woken up from a dream, "Meng Biao, why are you calling me at this time? What kind of wine are you drinking so late! That matter will be in three or four days, don't worry." The tone was clearly dissatisfied.

"What!!!It will take three or four days! What are you going to do! Don't you give face, don't you, I'll let you come over!" Meng Biao's tone suddenly changed without warning, "I'll sue you, if you take the money, I'll do something for me! I'll wait for you in Weiyang Palace, and you will do it in less than an hour!!"

Meng Biao's words made the faces of the two younger brothers around him change greatly, Director Lu! Brother Biao actually talked to Director Lu like this! Didn't Brother Biao know that Director Lu was usually the master who could not be offended? Why did Brother Biao suddenly seem to be a different person?

What shocked the younger brothers even more was that Meng Biao then dialed Director Sun again, "Don't you think the money is too much?" I'll sue you, if I don't solve this matter immediately, I won't let you get a penny!

"Meng Biao, you drank too much. Who told you to say that?" Director Sun on the other end of the phone spoke in a dull tone.

"Drink too much, you! That's what I mean! Sun Weiqiang, I'll sue you, don't play music with me, I know everything about you......"

Before Meng Biao's words were finished, the other party had already hung up the phone.

"Brother Biao, if we offend Director Sun, we're afraid we'll ......" The younger brothers were scared silly, can Director Lu and Director Wang be offended? It's too late to stammer! Brother Biao dares to speak like this, and he also threatens others!!

"Get out of the way, you're the boss, I'm the boss!!" Meng Biao scolded, and then broadcast a few more phone calls, all of which were officials and bigwigs who couldn't afford to offend usually.

The little brothers' faces are like ashes, is Brother Biao crazy?

At this time, Zhang Xiaodong finished singing another song and walked over. As he walked, his hands were gently playing on the guitar, so that people couldn't see it. "Brother Biao, I'm a little tired tonight. That's it, okay?"

"That's all you sang, didn't you hear what Brother Biao said just now?" said his subordinates dissatisfied. But what they didn't expect was that Meng Biao shook his hand, "Okay, you go back, I have something to do tonight." ”

"That's okay, Brother Biao, I've had something to do these days, so how about I come back to the bar to sing next month?" said as Zhang Xiaodong's mouth with a smile. Next month, Brother Dong won't be playing with you at that time!

"Why the hell do you have to inch in!!" The little brother is angry, and there is a posture of wanting to do it.

"What are you doing!" Meng Biao glared at his little brother, "Okay, you can go." ”

"This !!" The little brothers were completely blinded, why did Brother Biao talk so well? It was completely as if he had changed a person! What surprised everyone even more was that Zhang Xiaodong, this kid, actually stepped forward and picked up Meng Biao's two walnuts at the next moment. "Brother Biao, you're a little hungry, try this walnut?"

Meng Biao nodded.

"I'll rub it!" the little brothers were shocked. Brother Biao is not crazy, this pair of walnuts is more than 100,000. What a joke!!

Bang! The ashtray smashed two walnuts in one fell swoop, and two walnut kernels the size of pine nuts fell out. The little brothers who watched trembled for a while. "Phew, it's so bitter!" Zhang Xiaodong walked away while eating walnut kernels. At the last moment of leaving Weiyang Palace, Zhang Xiaodong slid his guitar hard.

At the same moment, Meng Biao, who was drinking red wine, changed his face, his blood vessels bulged out, and he fell headlong on the table. "Brother Biao!! "Why is Brother Biao's alcohol so bad tonight!!" The little brothers are in a panic, today is really breaking the sky. What if the big guys on the phone just came? What if they didn't come to offend! At this time, they didn't have the heart to care about Zhang Xiaodong.

Walking out of the bar, Zhang Xiaodong exhaled fiercely. Let you mess with Brother Dong!!I see how you will trouble me in the future! Walk out the door, it's two o'clock. Zhang Xiaodong hesitated for a moment but dialed the phone. The beeping phone rang for a long time before it was answered, "Mengting, you didn't have anything wrong tonight, did you?"

"Ahh Why don't you sleep so late......" Then, there was no sound on the other end of the phone. I guess I slept back again.

Zhang Xiaodong also breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Meng Biao didn't go to Mengting's trouble today. It's okay, from now on, Meng Biao has no chance even if he wants to make trouble!!

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At the same time, several people couldn't sleep anymore after answering a phone call, pacing back and forth in the study, their faces gloomy. "Meng Biao, hmph, even I dare to threaten, it's good!" these people kept saying the name in their mouths.

(It is recommended to reward the work of the collection, and the work of the dirt eight roads.) ）