"Well, I want this money, say, it's yours."

Zhou Jie shook a handful of money in his hand.

This money is about 10,000 baha, and seeing so much money, the private detective has long forgotten the festival.

"Oh, I said, that's Jiang Wen's son, Jiang Zhiqiang, the eldest young master of the Jiang family, asked me to follow you, and I also took some photos here." As he spoke, the guy took out a flat camera from his pocket, which was really a good thing for detectives, and it looked very small.

"Oh, it's him, so what purpose does he know?"

"This, I don't know the purpose, anyway, he just asked me to take pictures of Yang Meiling with some man, just let him take a good photo."

"Oh, that's it, give me the picture."

Zhou Jie took out a handful of money as he spoke, and threw 20,000 yuan in front of the black suit, and the black suit immediately took out the memory card in the camera very happily and handed it to Zhou Jie.

"Anything else?" Zhou Jie had a cigarette in his mouth and squinted at this undisciplined private detective.

"No, no, I will never dare to hide my brother, I will never dare." This guy is telling the truth, after all, life is more important than money.

"Okay, then you can go back and report to that Jiang Zhiqiang, but how will you report it?" Zhou Jie stood up and looked at the private detective who was still sitting on the ground.

"Brother, you, don't worry, I'll just say this, just say that Yang Meiling didn't meet any man, and went back to sleep after drinking a cup of coffee alone." The private detective held the money in his hand, looked up at Zhou Jie and said, for fear that he would be beaten if he said something wrong.

"Yes, good." Zhou Jie nodded, then turned around and walked down the street, just after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back sharply.

Depend on.

When the guy saw Zhou Jie turn around, he was already half-standing, and suddenly sat down with a frightened bang, his brows furrowed, as if he was sitting in a painful place again.

"You remembered for me, if there is a second person who knows about today's events, then you know." Zhou Jie turned around and didn't walk over, but stared at the guy on the ground with a cigarette in his mouth and said.

"Well, I understand, I understand, absolutely not a word will be revealed." The private detective was so frightened that he almost peed out, and his hand holding the money trembled a little.

"Yes, good."

Zhou Jie nodded again and left directly.

At this moment, the private detective sitting on the ground did not stand up immediately, for fear that Zhou Jie would suddenly turn back again, until he couldn't see Zhou Jie's shadow, this guy slowly stood up against the wall.

When he got to the street, Zhou Jie threw the memory card with the photo into the trash.

After this incident, Zhou Jie has already determined that Jiang Zhiqiang is not a good thing, and it seems that Yang Meiling needs to be reminded again. Now Yang Meiling is also a person with status, it is estimated that Jiang Zhiqiang wants to do something to hit her with public opinion, as for what deeper conspiracy there is, he can't think of it for a while.

Zhou Jie shook a taxi, sat in it and said the destination, and then called Yang Meiling.

"Zhou Jie, are you home, I miss you so much." Seeing Zhou Jie calling so soon, Yang Meiling was very excited.

"Oh, Meiling, I'm still on the way, I have something to tell you just now." Zhou Jie sat in the back of the car with his eyes slightly closed, leaning on the back of the sofa and talking.

"Zhou Jie, what's the matter?"

"I met a private detective on the road just now, who was sent by Jiang Zhiqiang to keep an eye on us, and he also took a photo."

"Ahh Hearing this, Yang Meiling was also a little surprised.

"But don't worry, the matter is settled, I tell you this thing to remind you to be careful of that guy in the future."

"Oh, Zhou Jie, I see."

After talking to Yang Meiling a few more words, he hung up the phone. "Boss, it's here." At the door of the Blue Flame Cabaret, the taxi driver stopped.

"Oh." Zhou Jie agreed and got out of the car, gave twenty yuan to the driver, and then walked towards the dance hall.

Although it was already more than two o'clock in the evening, there were still people drinking and dancing and singing in the dance hall, and Zhou Jie didn't care so much, but walked directly upstairs to his office.

"Boss ......"

As soon as Zhou Jie arrived at the door of his office, Wang Yong ran up from downstairs. He saw Zhou Jie when he entered the door just now, and when he found that the boss was back, he immediately came over and stammered. This love of stammering with the boss is Wang Yong's biggest shortcoming, but Zhou Jie still takes a fancy to this guy's ability to manage the dance hall and continues to use him.

"Oh, it's Wang Yong, what's the matter?" Zhou Jie stepped into his office as he spoke.

"Boss, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Jie sat in his place and looked up at Wang Yong standing in front of the office desk.

"Boss, there are a few new girls here today, it's enough to be smart, do you want to call two to come up and have a look." Wang Yong said directly. Because the boss used to do this often, Wang Yong felt that a young man like Zhou Jie must also like that tune.

Zhou Jie didn't make a sound, looked up at Wang Yong, and then stood up and circled around Wang Yong. This action scared Wang Yong so much that he didn't dare to make a sound, and he didn't know what was wrong with the boss. "Wang Yong, I remind you today, in the future, the staff in our dance hall are not allowed to touch it."

"If I find out that you are using your manager's title to do anything, then Lao Tzu is not polite to you, do you understand?" Zhou Jie took a cigarette in his mouth and stared at Wang Yong very ruffianly.

Wang Yong didn't expect such a result, and he sweated all over his body. "Uh, boss, I, I promise, promise not to touch, promise not to touch." Wang Yong nodded hurriedly. It's really a slap on the horse's leg, I didn't expect Zhou Jie to be such a serious boss, not only does he not eat the grass around him, but he also doesn't let others eat it.

"Okay, you remember what I said, do your job well, and get out." There is not much common language with this Wang Yong, it is nothing more than the relationship between the boss and the employee, so after finishing speaking, Zhou Jie directly bombarded people.

"Well, okay, boss, you rest, I'll go down and get busy." Wang Yong nodded and retreated, and as soon as he went out, he hurriedly wiped a handful of sweat.

"Call your boss out, call your boss out......" Someone suddenly made a fuss under his arms. Wang Yong had just come out of Zhou Jie's office, and when he heard this voice, he immediately ran over. This kind of trouble happens every day, so Wang Yong is not very nervous.

"Eh, brothers, what's wrong, is there anything wrong?" Wang Yong walked over, and immediately followed by two security guards in black suits. In the dance hall, there are usually people who watch the scene, of course, the people who watch the scene here are brothers from the wolf gang.