Xu Qing, who originally wanted to turn around and leave, heard words like Sister Jiang University and Teacher Cang, and his heart jumped suddenly, and scolded secretly, Zhang Qiyao, Zhang Qiyao, my brother didn't want to care about your pickles, but your turtle calf is really too out of line, if you really bring Teacher Chang here to do something to guide in person, then don't blame my brother for serving your black nest today.

Lujia Villa has been closed for nearly a month since it was last seized, Zhang Qiyao bought it through various relationships, he didn't dare to go back to his old business and engage in human trafficking and the like, but he came up with a doorway to make money quickly, emotional chat plus SM routine, this guy found a woman from an archipelago country to play the most popular SM, in addition to letting his brother-in-law Wu Liangwei lure a group of student girls to play emotional chat, but it was just a way to attract customers with acquaintances, and the business was very hot.

Ai Feng led Xu Qing to the former Little Red Mansion, which has been renovated, and there is no original gunfight atmosphere, as the so-called no coincidence does not make a book, this guy actually led Uncle Xu into the luxurious private room where Jiang Siyu was relieved of his position.

There was a large LCD screen hanging on the wall of the private room, and there was a touchscreen computer below, Ai Feng stepped forward to open the computer, and a row of password input fields appeared on the display.

Papapa-Ai Feng entered a set of alphanumeric combinations with ease, and photos of twenty uniformed students appeared on the big screen on the wall, each of them looked good, wearing a little light makeup, and it did have the capital to make people's hearts flutter. There are numbers and various physical indicators below the photo, such as age, measurements, hobbies, majors, and the most conspicuous thing is a line of price lists, each student girl is priced by the hour, three digits for an hour, and it looks a bit like a part-time worker.

Xu Qing saw a familiar face on the screen, numbered nine, and still had some impression of this face, Hao Wei's ex-girlfriend Shi Ying, who had helped him translate before, of course, there was no name here, only a number, but I didn't expect this girl to be willing to fall to such a point.

"Emotional chatting doesn't seem like a new thing, does it? Didn't you say that Teacher Cang came to guide him? Xu Qing sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, and asked without being salty, what he was most concerned about now was whether the teacher Cang he was talking about was his counselor Chang Huan.

Ai Feng turned his head and smiled: "I didn't expect you to like Teacher Cang too, you see, there are the latest and most exotic goods here, absolutely superb, you like it." After speaking, he swiped horizontally with his index finger on the touchscreen.

The same twenty photos appeared on the big screen, Nima, a half-length photo of a kimono woman in Kimono with a bun of authentic cow on her head, her face was like a layer of putty wall paint, it was a little white, her lips seemed to have just eaten a dog's blood, and at first glance it was a chicken from an island country.

What makes Xu Qing stare the most is the number marked below the photo of each kimono woman, with the word Guowei prefixed, such as Guowei No. 1, name: Panasonic trouser belt, hometown: Guangniao, (I don't know if it is an intentional spoof or a deliberate mistake), chicken age: six years, hobbies: leather whips, red candles, wooden clips, elastic binding bands, syringes, oily peppers...... Almost every hobby is quite extensive, and people are stunned!