Chapter 162 Bringing the King into the Urn

Chapter 162 leads the king into the urn

1.

Wang Yichuan rode his "Jincheng 70A" motorcycle and rushed to Liujiawo Station in a hurry.

Before the car stopped at Liujiawo Station, Li Ze hurriedly greeted him from the small restaurant.

"Lao Li, what kind of crazy are you smoking?" Wang Yichuan scolded as soon as he saw Li Ze, "Why don't you walk me to play when you are idle?

Li Ze walked a few steps closely, made a silent movement, and at the same time leaned on Wang Yichuan's ear and told him about meeting Xue Jiawu.

Wang Yichuan's eyes widened when he heard this, and he patted Li Ze's shoulder with a smile and gave him a thumbs up.

"Let's go, hurry up and go in, I'll play the main battle tonight, you beat the side drum, tell the idea we discussed a few days ago, you must take Xue Jiawu down!" Wang Yichuan parked the motorcycle, turned around and walked to the small restaurant, "By the way, tonight's banquet is mine, don't fight with me!"

Li Ze pursed his lips behind Wang Yichuan, thinking to himself, even if you drive away Zhao Zhiqiang, the principal doesn't have my share, who don't you invite to this meal? It's best to get rid of Zhao Zhiqiang, if you can't get rid of it, I'm afraid that I will follow you to eat melons!

2.

The two of them entered the private room, and Xue Jiawu was smoking a cigarette and waiting.

Li Ze hurriedly introduced Xue Jiawu and Wang Yichuan, and Hushan Town was also a big palm, and the two of them knew each other, but they were just nodding friends, and they were not familiar with the level between Li Ze and Xue Jiawu.

Xue Jiawu saw that Li Ze had invited the teaching director of Hushan Middle School to accompany him, and besides, Wang Yichuan and Li Ze insisted on letting Xue Jiawu sit as the leader, which made this social gangster who had lived in the eyes of the crowd for a long time feel that his worth had doubled and he was ecstatic. And Wang Yichuan and Li Ze want this effect, only if Xue Jiawu gives up his guard, they can sing him a good show to attract the king into the urn.

Three people gossip, and four snacks are served. In order to achieve the goal of quickly stuning Xue Jiawu, Wang Yichuan asked Li Ze to ask for a large cup with a capacity of three or two, and the two of them took turns to say good things and toast Xue Jiawu. Under the persuasion of Wang Yichuan and Li Ze, in less than half an hour, Xue Jiawu drank nearly a pound of old soju in his stomach.

Seeing Xue Jiawu's tongue begin to roll as he spoke, Wang Yichuan smiled and handed Xue Jiawu a cigarette. Wang Yichuan himself is a drinker, knowing that people drink wine to this extent, it is the time when they can best say what is in their hearts, and it is also the most impulsive, as long as they grasp the depth of this conversation, it is easy to put Xue Jiawu into the circle designed by himself.

"Jiawu, do you have any plans to come back this time?" Wang Yichuan smoked a cigarette and threw an olive branch to Xue Jiawu with a concerned expression.

"Alas, Director Wang, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I'm just a social gangster, I don't know anything, I have the strength to be stupid. Xue Jiawu sighed and took a few puffs of his cigarette, "But you see, in such a poor place as Hushan Town, there are not many enterprises, and there are no customers for doing business, so there is no place for a lot of strength!"

"Hehe, Jiawu, you are joking, you have such a big business at home, how can you say that 'heroes are useless'?" Wang Yichuan deliberately led Xue Jiawu to Wang Xiaofang.

"What a big business!" Xue Jiawu spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and smiled disdainfully, "Just that shabby shop? The money earned is not enough for Xiaofang and the children! ”

What Xue Jiawu said before was good, but in fact, the few hard-earned money Wang Xiaofang had earned in the past few years had been ruined by him eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, and taking drugs.

"Don't look down on this shop, the store is a big business!" Wang Yichuan pretended to be surprised, "Before the year and the year, your Wang Xiaofang earned a lot of money! Just for the student homework at the beginning of this year, your Wang Xiaofang earned at least this amount..."

Wang Yichuan stretched out three fingers as he spoke, and shook them towards Xue Jiawu.

"Snort," Xue Jiawu pouted, "A few broken homework books can make a few bucks, and three hundred yuan is not enough for Lao Tzu to be chic for one night." ”

"Three hundred, you also underestimate your Wang Xiaofang, right?" Wang Yichuan raised his voice, "It's not three hundred, it's three thousand, your Xiaofang moved her mouth, and she earned three thousand yuan so easily, which is worth a year's salary for me!

After Wang Yichuan finished speaking, he turned his head and asked Li Ze, and Li Ze hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"It's just such a small shop, can this girl make so much money at one time?" Xue Jiawu shook his head and muttered, his heart was also full of doubts,

"In this society, it is easy for women to make money, especially beautiful women..." Wang Yichuan took a sip of wine, as if he was talking to himself.

"No, Director Wang, what do you mean by that?" Xue Jiawu was clever, and even a fool could hear what Wang Yichuan had to say.

"Jiawu, don't worry, I mean your Wang Xiaofang has met a nobleman!" Wang Yichuan smiled strangely, and then pulled the conversation to Zhao Zhiqiang.

"What nobleman, who is the nobleman?" Xue Jiawu was stunned, it seemed that he had been arrested for more than half a year, and a lot of things had indeed happened at home.

"Drinking, drinking..." Wang Yichuan smiled secretly, knowing that Xue Jiawu had already fallen into his own trap. But Wang Yichuan understands that this matter is in a hurry, and he has to induce Xue Jiawu little by little, or he will provoke this guy, maybe he will do something out of the ordinary, and he and Li Ze may not be able to get rid of each other at that time.

Wang Yichuan picked up the wine glass and walked away without saying a word, Li Ze hurriedly followed, Xue Jiawu looked left and right, and had to drink the wine dry in one gulp.