"Lao Tzu just doesn't want to live anymore, I'm fed up with this grandson!" Ma Song said and pounced on Huzi.

The simple-minded Ma Song can arouse the anger of the brothers against the tiger through a few words of his own, and then everyone will abolish the tiger and regain the world.

But he ignored a very important issue, Feng Lan behind Huzi, they could not be afraid of Huzi, but they were afraid of Feng Lan, afraid of the notoriously vicious Feng Lan.

Huzi and Ma Song fought together, no one helped, no one pulled the fight, they all hid far away, as if they were passers-by.

"Help!" Ma Song, who was grabbed by the hair by the tiger, asked Ma Tai for help.

Mattei didn't move, just sighed softly, he had already seen the form, he lived with the wind, and died with the wind.

But at this moment, Ma Song's heart is cold, it doesn't matter if others don't help him, even his best brother Mattei doesn't help him, which can't be accepted by him no matter what.

"I'm going to Nima!" Huzi took out a military thorn from his trouser pocket and grabbed it on Ma Song's small stomach without saying a word.

"Poof!", Ma Song's belly was pierced, and blood kept gushing out.

Ma Song instantly felt cold all over, the whole person lost strength, touched his bleeding wound, looked at the silent brothers around him, Ma Song's heart was like a cold river.

"Tom!" Huzi kicked Ma Song on the ground: "Brake the pen!"

"Who else wants to rebel?" Huzi pointed at the non-existent one of the people present.

None of the people present dared to speak, just shook their heads desperately.

"I'll tell you, now I'm your boss, follow me to eat and drink spicy food!" Huzi continued: "But whoever dares to mention Huang Jingshan and Fan Hu to me again, I will kill him!"

"Understand?" Huzi suddenly roared.

"Understood, understood!" Yang Kun was the first to take the lead, and several other people nodded their heads one after another.

"Very good!" Huzi put away his military thorn and shouted outside the door: "Waiter, change the table!"

After a while, the waiter changed to a new table, and Bahu and a few people sat on the table and continued to eat like no one else, but the meal had no taste at all.

And Ma Song, who was constantly bleeding on the ground on the side, was still bleeding, and in less than half an hour according to the speed, Ma Song was bleeding too much and was dying!

"Brother Tiger, why don't you send Ma Song to the hospital?" Ma Tai, who couldn't stand it, still opened his mouth.

"Oops!" Huzi patted his head: "Look at it, look at me I forgot about Komatsu, send it away!"

Mattei immediately picked up Ma Song on the ground and went downstairs.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the bells rang out, the artillery fire rang out, and countless fireworks exploded in the sky, and everyone was celebrating the arrival of the new year.

On the morning of the first day of the new year, Cheng Hao got up very early, although he is no longer in his hometown, but the ancient tradition is still needed for New Year's greetings.

Now in the villa, Guan Tianyu and these elders have paid New Year's greetings.

Then pulling a cart of tobacco, alcohol and supplements, Cheng Hao went outside to pay New Year's greetings.

The first stop is to go to the master's grave.

At around eleven o'clock, Cheng Hao left the mountain and ran to Hongchen KTV.

Although it was the Chinese New Year, the bar was still open, and the two welcome girls were dressed up very festively, and when they saw Cheng Hao, they hurriedly said: "Brother Cheng, happy Year of the Pig, all the best!"

"Happy Year of the Pig!" Cheng Hao greeted the two girls.

From the hall to the upstairs, Cheng Hao continued to receive blessings, all the way to the office.

"Happy New Year, my fat man has a New Year's greeting for you!" Wang Fat Man clenched his fists.

"Happy New Year!" Cheng Hao laughed: "You find someone to go to the back seat of the car and move in a few boxes!"

"Okay!" the fat man immediately ordered someone to move the box.

"What's this?" said the fat man curiously.

"It's the New Year, I'll give you red envelopes!" Cheng Hao said with a smile.

"Okay!" the fat man nodded and immediately left the office.

At the same time, the waiter also moved the box in.

"Come Fatty, this is your New Year's gift!" Cheng Hao personally picked up the box and handed it to Fatman Wang.

"Thank you, brother!" Wang Fatzi took the box and smiled into slitted eyes.

After sending out the red envelopes for the two, it is nothing, as the owner of Hongchen KTV and Internet café, Cheng Hao must take care of everyone.

Half an hour later, all the employees in the two stores gathered in the banquet hall, and Cheng Hao personally handed out red envelopes to each employee on the stage to send blessings.

Holding the red envelope sent by the boss, the employees were excited.

At noon, Cheng Hao and his brothers gathered at a table.

As the eldest brother, Cheng Hao did not leave anyone behind, the gifts were big, the brothers were very happy, and the scene was extremely lively.

From the first day to the fifteenth day of the new year, during this time, Cheng Hao almost every day inevitably gathered to drink, until the sixteenth day of the new year, Tianyu Group officially ushered in the day of work, Cheng Hao's life stopped, the joy of the New Year slowly faded, and the citizens once again put into work.

Cheng Hao had nothing to do, wandering around in various departments, chatting with beauties for the New Year, telling meat jokes, and the day passed.

However, I have to pay attention to the fact that Hei Zhenlong did not come to the company, and he felt that he was too embarrassed.

In the evening, Cheng Hao drove a Rolls-Royce to send Guan Meiqian and Chen Xia home.

In a certain building in Qingshui Garden, Chen Jiehua walked into the house with an unhappy face.

"My dear, are you back?" Hei Zhenlong immediately stepped forward to serve Chen Jiehua, a housewife who deserved to change clothes in slippers.

"En!" Chen Jiehua just nodded slightly, and didn't say anything else, as if he had something on his mind.

"What's wrong, dear?" said Hei Zhenlong.

"Hey!" Chen Jiehua sighed and made it on the pure leather sofa: "My father urged me to go back to the provincial capital again!"

After Huang Jingshan's death, the Huang family's villa was confiscated, but fortunately, Chen Jiehua transferred the property in time.

The servants in the villa were dismissed, and during this time, the old man kept urging his daughter to go home!

It was the day of work that life stopped, the joy of the New Year slowly faded, and the citizens once again went to work.

"Then what do you think?" asked Hei Zhenlong euphemistically.

"I want to go back to the provincial capital in a while!" Chen Jiehua said and crossed his legs.

Hei Zhenlong took the initiative to step forward and pinch Chen Jiehua's legs: "What about me!"

When he said this, Chen Jiehua's face suddenly became ugly.

"Why don't you speak?" Hei Zhenlong asked, he vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this.

"Zhenlong··" Chen Jiehua bit her lip and couldn't bear to speak.

"Say whatever you want!" Hei Zhenlong shook his hand and made a fist, gently beating Chen Jiehua's leg.

Chen Jiehua picked up the water glass, took a sip of water, and then lowered his head and said, "I love you!"

"En!" Hei Zhenlong nodded: "I understand!"

"But you know, without Huang Jingshan, I don't have any financial resources at all!"

Chen Jiehua spread her hands, it is true that she never works, she shops every day, plays cards and goes in and out of entertainment venues, and spends money lavishly.

"Don't you still have me?" said Hei Zhenlong, who seemed to be sincere.

"Can you raise me?" Although Chen Jiehua couldn't bear it, he still told the truth.

Any piece of clothing on her body is more than 10,000 yuan, and Hei Zhenlong's company can barely buy him a dress for a month, which is already good, not to mention that Chen Jiehua has other expenses.

Hei Zhenlong lowered his head and didn't speak, he had long understood that Chen Jiehua couldn't afford to support him, but he was thinking about this house and Chen Jiehua's only deposit.

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