1539 Chu Zhongzheng (supplement)
Qinghai City, at the door of the boiling point bar, which has been newly opened for less than half a year, all kinds of luxury cars and beauties gather, and guests are constantly shuttling back and forth in the revolving door. Bayi Chinese Network (δΈ)(ε «)?. (8) 8?1 (1) Z??.? C (i) OM
"Squeak!"
A dusty Beijing jeep stopped on the side of the road, and four people walked out of the car. And the middle-aged man at the front of the leader, with a square face, combing his back hair, and wearing a fuchsia Armani T-shirt on his upper body, made his skin look very white. This person is tall, 1.82 meters tall, and looks very burly, but when he walked to the door of the bar, there was an inexplicable cautious look in his eyes.
"Go in and hold it down a little later, don't panic, follow what I mean!" The middle-aged man spat with his hands in his pockets, and while walking forward, he said a word to the three people behind him.
"I know Brother Zheng!" The young man who followed behind nodded.
"Let's go!"
As the words fell, the four of them stepped into the boiling point bar.
"Hello sir, welcome to Boiling Point!"
There were two rows of greetings at the door, and eight beauties bent down and shouted.
"Brush!"
Not far away, the sales manager walked over, nodded and asked, "Brother, how many of us!"
"Four!"
The young man next to Brother Zheng responded.
"Sitting on the card station?" The manager asked again.
"No, let's open the room!"
"Four people, then let's get the bag!" The manager said with a smile.
"Bigger!" The young man replied casually.
"Good Ratcha!" After the manager nodded, he led the crowd and said, "Come this way, go to the third floor!" β
"Brush!"
Brother Zheng glanced around with his hands in his pockets, and then followed the manager to the elevator while scanning his mobile phone.
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A few minutes later.
Everyone entered the private room and sat down, then ordered drinks and snacks, and put aside the matter of choosing a girl for the time being. Just said that two hours later, after everyone finished singing in the house, the waiter came to urge the private room to have something to happen after the time.
"Bang dang!"
The door of the private room was pushed open, and the waiter walked in with a smile, nodded and asked, "A few bosses, it's time for our private room, do you still want to play?!" β
"Huh!"
The young man sitting next to Brother Zheng smiled, then rubbed his palms and said, "You call the manager in!" β
"What's wrong sir?!" The waiter was stunned.
"You tell him that after entering the door just now to settle the private room fee and wine money, I have enough money in this card to buy two boxes of toilet paper!" The young man raised his head and said softly, "You ask him, little. Sister's Taiwan fee, can you give me a credit! β
When the waiter heard this, he was stunned for a long time.
"Go ahead!" The young man smoked a hookah and waved his hand.
"Hehe, okay!"
The waiter looked at the four people in the room and sneered, then turned around and closed the door and left.
"Hold it down!"
Brother Zheng crossed Erlang's legs, knocked the melon seeds, and whispered to the young man.
ββ¦β¦οΌβ The young man squinted and glanced at Brother Zheng, then nodded and said, "Well, I can hold it down!" β
About five minutes later, the door of the private room was pushed open, and then a man in his thirties wearing a suit and combing the village head walked in, leading four strong men with big shoulders and round waists.
"Brush!" The young man looked up at him, but Brother Zheng was still sipping melon seeds with his head down, and he didn't say a word.
"Go ahead!"
When the manager entered the room, he waved his hand at the girl who was accompanying the wine.
"Hulala!"
The girls got up in unison, pushed the door and left.
"Hehe, what's the boss, I heard that it's a little difficult for us to settle the bill?" The manager loosened his neckline and turned to the crowd and asked.
"Well, I'm a little tight on hand!" The young man sat on the sand and nodded relaxedly.
ββ¦β¦ That's going to be a tough deal, huh! The manager smiled, stood at the door and asked, "I'm hanging out for business, and I can't see someone I don't know!" β
"Then how do you fix it?!"
The young man shook his neck, pointed to his body and said, "Or, what parts do you see on my body, how many can you unload?" β
"Hehe, playing scoundrel?!" The manager touched his head, then turned to the four people behind him and said, "Go to the back alley for them and see which part of this guy is valuable!" β
When the words fell, the manager was about to walk out, and the four men with big shoulders and round waists walked towards Brother Zheng and the others in a daze.
"Brush!"
Brother Zheng sat on the sand, glanced at the four men who were about to come over, and then instinctively leaned back, holding the mobile phone in his left hand, his thumb on the shooting key, ready to dial the number of 11o three numbers at any time.
"Whoa!"
When the four strong men were about to come to the sand position in the blink of an eye, the young man sitting next to Brother Zheng took out a jet-black and shiny imitation big black star from his waist with an expressionless face, flicked the bolt of the gun neatly, and slapped it directly on the table.
The four strong men were stunned.
"Brush!"
The manager, who was about to leave, turned around and frowned when he saw the gun on the table.
"Give a face, can you give an account on credit?" The young man crossed Erlang's legs and touched his head and asked.
"Hehe, I don't think you're here to take credit?!" The manager waved his hand at the four strong men and grinned.
"When I was in the south, I heard that Boss Ma was good at making friends, and I always wanted to see him, but I didn't have a chance!" The young man touched his head, leaned on the sand with a relaxed posture and continued: "Recently, I caught up with a few of our brothers who made a little trouble, and I ran to Qinghai by chance. So come and make a face and see if you can get some coils! β
ββ¦β¦οΌβ The manager glanced at Brother Zheng, who had been silent, and then looked at the gun on the table and said, "Can your little broken gun go off?!" Don't get stuck, right? β
"Smack!"
The young man picked up the gun in his right hand and wrapped his left hand in a pillow.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound rang out in the room.
"Whoa!"
The chandelier shattered a corner, and the glass ballast splashed everywhere.
"It seems to ring!" The young man stared at the manager and said unchanged.
The manager looked at Brother Zheng and asked, "What do you call Big Brother?" β
Brother Zheng didn't even raise his head, let alone say anything.
"My brother's name is Chu Zhongzheng!" The young man answered.
"Okay, you'll wait!" The manager turned and left.
"Sven, put the gun away!" Brother Zheng pinched his mobile phone and ordered indifferently.
"Hey!"
The young man nodded and put away his gun.
β¦β¦
Five minutes later.
The manager went upstairs to the card table to find Ma Gang, who happened to be in the store today, and stood aside respectfully, lying on Ma Gang's ear and muttering a few words.
"Ringing?!" Ma Gang held his chin and looked at the mahjong tiles and asked softly.
"Hmm!"
When Ma Gang heard this, he grinned: "Hehe, my little shop is really popular!" Where are they, have you spoken? β
"No, but the leader is called Chu Zhongzheng!" The manager responded.
"Hmm!"
Ma Gang looked at the cards and nodded.
"What should I do, big brother?" The manager asked tentatively.
"Hehe, what can I do then?! It's all lit up, so we have to give some face! Ma Gang took out a mahjong tile and said: "Throw 50,000 yuan, and I will remember the name of the person!" β
"Hey, good at it, brother!" The manager nodded.
"Hachijo!" Ma Gang played the cards out.
ps: There are few classes today, make up one chapter, and owe two chapters.