Be quiet...

One second, two seconds...

"Where are you, I'll look for you now." Wu Yu instantly became serious, and he no longer had the feeling he had just joked.

"Under the stage, you can come, and I'll let someone go out to pick you up." With that, the two of them hung up the phone.

"Brother Wu Yu, is something wrong?" Angel sat on Wu Yu's shoulder, so she could see clearly what had changed in the latter, and when Wu Yu hung up the phone, the little girl finally opened her mouth and asked.

"It's okay, it's just that your brother Song Cheng is looking for me to discuss something, let me go over, and you will go to play with your sister Lin Xuan later, okay?" Wu Yu hugged the little girl down, rubbed her head and asked.

"Hmm." The little girl nodded obediently, and the two of them walked through the crowd and towards the back of the stage, and sure enough, there was no one on the dark path, just a few young couples hugging each other, as if they didn't want to be discovered.

At the end of the path, Song Cheng was already waiting over there, and when he saw Wu Yu coming over, he hurriedly waved his hand at him, "Over here." ”

"See, can such a big living person still not be seen?" Wu Yu smiled, walked over, and the two of them glanced at each other, "How about this month, not bad?" ”

"It's okay, anyway, I'm running around outside every day, and it's really not busy to say busy, but it's really tired." Song Cheng shrugged his shoulders with a smile, "After all, if you run around like this all day, it's good to be doing business for one minute out of ten minutes." ”

"Each other, by the way, Angel, come to tell my brother to have a good New Year." Wu Yu patted the little girl's head, and pushed her in front of Song Cheng with a smile, of course he understood what Wu Yu meant, but he could be such a shameless person, he swore that he would never see a second one like this except for Wu Yu.

But this kind of thing, although Song Cheng can guess what Wu Yu means now, it doesn't mean that he will prepare before, so when he heard Wu Yu's words, Song Cheng's old face couldn't help but darken, "This... Ahem, I don't have much money on hand. ”

"Oh, I don't care how much money is, what does it matter, just mean it." Wu Yu waved his hand indifferently, but if Song Cheng really believed in his evil, then he would be a fool, he didn't know if Shao Zeyang's group of guys gave it or not, but if they gave it, and he gave less, when they talked about it in the future, wouldn't he be inexplicably lowering them? Song Cheng would never do this kind of thing, and he knew that the money in his pocket was still dealt with today, and he took it out of someone's pocket and kept it for himself to sell breakfast the day after tomorrow, which would add up to a hundred yuan, and most of them were scattered tickets, not to mention anything else, it was a shame to take out such money by himself.

"What's the matter, can I send her a red envelope on my mobile phone?" Finally, Song Cheng glanced at Wu Yu and asked.

"Okay, I'm casual, anyway, they're all red envelopes, and it's not nice to have so much cash on you, right?" Wu Yu squinted his eyes, like a cunning fox, and Song Cheng couldn't help but want to slap the sole of his shoe on the latter's face.

Who gave it to him didn't say, he didn't say how much he gave, but he just said that someone gave it, and there was a lot of it, and this lot is very much to think about, because this is a lot, how much it is, let alone Song Cheng, even if it is that god, he will never be able to guess.

Therefore, if you give it, you can only give as much, and you must never give it, and you must give as much as possible.

Song Cheng's hand in handing out red envelopes trembled a little, not because he was distressed about money, money was really just a string of numbers for them now, because all they cared about was strength, and in this world, as long as you have enough strength, you will have enough money. In this world where strength is the norm, everything is equal.

But this kind of distinction is clearly pitted, but Ha Yao smiled and said that it was not polite, it was really uncomfortable.

When the red envelope was sent, Song Cheng glared at Wu Yu viciously, then lowered his head and looked at Angel with a smile, "Brother's red envelope was sent to you, go back and buy more beautiful clothes to wear, don't let your brother Wu Yu sneak away for you." ”

"Well, got it, thank you, brother." The little girl nodded with a smile, then looked back at Wu Yu, "Thank you, Brother Wu Yu." ”

"Why do you want to thank you, Brother Wu Yu?" Song Cheng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the little girl's words.

"Because if there is no Brother Wu Yu, I will definitely not be able to pit Brother Song Cheng for so much money." The little girl spoke straightforwardly, and the angry Song Cheng couldn't help but roll her eyes,

"Okay, pay attention when you speak, your brother Song Cheng just gave you the New Year's money, how can you just talk about your brother Song Cheng?" Wu Yu gently rubbed the little girl's head, "And even if you want to say this kind of thing, you can secretly tell me behind your back, even if you don't want to tell me, you can also tell you Brother Shao Zeyang and them, but don't say it in front of your Brother Song Cheng, do you know?" ”

"Well, I know, I won't be next time." The little girl nodded obediently and squinted her eyes.

"I said, you two have a heart, right?" Song Cheng looked at Wu Yu and Angel, "Sure enough, it's a mess, my brother is not a good person, and he really brought his sister badly." ”

"How come, Brother Song Cheng, if you say bad things about Angel again, Angel will go and tell Sister Lin Xuan later, saying that I just saw you hiding in the woods with a beautiful little girl, isn't it the Tao." The little girl pinched her waist and said angrily, "And Sister Lin Xuan will definitely believe me, because children can't lie." ”

"No, my little aunt, I know it's wrong, okay? Raise your hand and let me die. Song Cheng sighed a little helplessly, "Okay, let's go in first, will she follow us?" ”

"Let her go to Lin Xuan, and go up there to play, just now she seems to want to go up." Wu Yu rubbed the little girl's head and said.

"Okay, then I'll have someone take him up, let's go inside and talk." Song Cheng pointed behind him, after all, this matter was indeed a little anxious, otherwise Song Cheng would not have called Wu Yu to come over and talk about it in person.

The person was quickly rescued, and walked along the passage towards the stage with the little girl, most of the people in the backstage were busy with the things at hand, so they didn't pay attention to the two people behind them.

"Let's go inside, it's Xuan'er's lounge over there, and no one will go there."

"Okay." Wu Yu nodded, "Is the news true?" ”

"It's true, it's said that the executor's side is ready to start an investigation."