"Dumbbeth..."

After Su Wenluo said hello to Deng Bo, he sat down in his place.

"Ah Luo, you are really closed now, almost half of the horse pen on Balan Street is in your hands now!"

After seeing Su Wenluo appear, the fire bull greeted with a smile.

"Brother Huoniu, come and play when you have time, there is a newcomer coming recently, a big star of neon!"

The fire bull was originally a frequent visitor to his own Polan Street, and this time, of course, he said hello in advance.

"Big star, it's so close!"

Lin Huaile sat in his position with a smile on his face.

Sure enough, it's an old yin person, and all the unhappiness will definitely not show any expression in his expression.

"Brother Le, if you want to say who is the most closed between us and Liansheng, of course it has to be you, I heard that you have been obsessed with taking in your son recently?

Well!

That street hit seems to be called Dongguan Aberdeen?

I just sent you a confession. ”

After Su Wenluo finished speaking, he glanced at Dapu Hei.

There was no change in Oura Hei's expression throughout the whole process.

His own head horse is a godson to others, what can he do.

"Okay, today is the day of the handover, let's start!"

This is the last month of blowing chickens to be a talker, and the number paid this month, the club will only leave 20%.

The rest will all go to the chicken, which is equivalent to pension money.

"Blow chicken, you know, my field was swept by NB six or seven times this month, and now the turnover is not working, I can only pay 100,000 this month, and the remaining 200,000 will be replenished next month!"

As he spoke, he took out 100,000 Hong Kong paper from his pocket and threw it in front of the blowing chicken.

The face of the blowing chicken became ugly.

Everyone knows that next month, even if the number is handed over, it will have nothing to do with him.

It's clear that I don't want to give.

"Haha, you're hitting the street, I've already received the news that your goods were swept away as soon as they landed on the shore, so don't die now!"

Oura Hei said and threw 500,000 in front of the blowing chicken.

"Bang Jia Shovel, are you a whistleblower!"

The skewer exploded directly into the teacup in front of him and smashed it directly into Oura Hei.

"Hit the street, I don't have any brains at all, I have red shoes around me, who do you blame?"

Oura dodged the teacup and smashed the cup back in front of him.

Su Wenluo was puzzled, and he raised red shoes around him?

How does Oura Black know about this!

Seeing Su Wenluo's puzzled eyes, Big D said in his ear with a smile.

"There is a Ma Tsai Ah Ren (in the wind) next to the string explosion, it is the undercover agent of O Kee Superintendent Liu Sheng who inserted into the side of the string explosion, police force number 25641."

"Four years ago, he worshiped us and Liansheng, and it turned out that it was only a few days later, and there were already brothers who knew that he was undercover!"

"Originally, we were going to make an example of each other, but Deng Bo said, 'More is better than less', but I didn't expect there to be an unexpected gain!"

"That time, in front of me, he called O Ji Liu Sheng and said that I had a batch of goods landed on Saturday, and I got the goods on Friday!"

"From that day on, as long as the club wants to have something, I will leak some news to him first, let him lead the police, and finally everyone's business will be safe!"

Su Wenluo's expression of knowledge increased, Nima can still be used like this now when she is undercover.

Thinking of his undercover identity, he has not been exposed to Ren Qingtian for five years, and he has successfully ascended to the position, fortunately!

Of course, Su Wenluo also understands that the loopholes left by his usual work should be dealt with by his uncle.

Otherwise, you may also be exposed.

.......

"Who do you say raises red shoes...."The string exploded and stood up directly.

Just kidding, wearing red shoes, do you want to be stabbed three times and six holes!

"Okay, skewers, drink tea, Dapu Hei he drank too much."

Elder Gao and Elder Leng hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the strings back.

"Okay, the 200,000 clubs of yours helped you out, and you can pay it back slowly in half a year!"

Deng Bo on the side poured a cup of tea for the skewers.

String burst overjoyed, and said happily:

"Uncle Deng, you really can't blame me this time, if it weren't for the rotten boy who lost more than five million goods, I wouldn't have been able to pay it!"

Listening to the explanation of the skewers, Su Wenluo did not change anything.

Since Fan Ziji has chosen to pass the gear, then whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with him.

Then all the people who spoke began to pay the fees for the month.

In the end, only Su Wenluo remained.

For Su Wenluo, the God of Wealth, there is an eager light in the eyes of the blowing chicken.

It is said that Su Wenluo can make money, so this month's money should not be less.

Su Wenluo took out a black box from under the table and threw it directly to the blowing chicken.

"Deng Bo, this month's business is not good, the loss is more than three million, several fields have been patronized one after another, and the field on Balan Street has been renovated, there is not much money this month!"

Blowing chicken saw the box in front of him and opened it eagerly.

"Why is there only that?"

Looking at the 300,000 Hong Kong paper in the box, the excitement of blowing chickens dissipated, and it was full of anger.

"Why is there only these, didn't I say it before, business is not good, and I am losing money!"

"So much love now, do you want it?"

Of course, Su Wenluo would not say that the loss of three million became the box office of his own movie.

If you want to take it out of your pocket, it's impossible.

'You....'

Seeing Su Wenluo's fearless appearance, the blowing chicken could only stare dryly, and then looked at Deng Bo on the side.

After all, Su Wenluo's handover last month was still three million, and this month it has actually shrunk tenfold.

This is clearly trying to pit yourself.

'A cargo Luo, count yourself ruthless! ’

Blowing Chicken dropped a cruel word and sat back in his direct position.

"Okay, now that the matter is done, the test of interest will stay for tea, and in twenty days, a new seat will be elected!"

Seeing that the blowing chicken handed over the part that belonged to the club to the club, Deng Bo sat in his seat and said.

.......

Red Romantic, Su Wenluo sat on the card seat on the second floor, looking at the men and women who were unleashing their passion on the dance floor downstairs.

"Big guy!"

Suddenly, a figure knelt directly in front of Su Wenluo.

"Isn't this a fanzai? Why are you so down! ”

Looking at Fan Ziji's simple stall uniforms, Su Wenluo's side had a playful smile in his eyes.

"Don't scream, your big guy is a skewer, not me!"

Su Wenluo shook the Lafaite red wine in his hand, and Su Wenluo finally left a few bottles in each bar.

However, these bottles are only for those who really understand.

"No, you're my boss, you've been my boss all my life, and please save me!"

Fan Ziji was still kneeling there, and what had happened here had caught the attention of some of the surrounding guests.

However, after seeing Su Wenluo, they just politely raised the wine glass in their hands and saluted from afar.

"Why, the Yan family is miserable, at this time I remembered that Brother Luo is a big guy!"

The flying car stepped forward and kicked Fan Ziji to sit there.

"What's going on?"

There was not the slightest emotion in Su Wenluo's tone.

"Big guy, the skewer said that if I don't pay back, I'll remove my limbs, I don't want to die!"

PS: In the codeword