At eight o'clock in the evening, outside the door of Zhao Ya's house.

Xu Jiajun knocked on the door with a bunch of vegetables.

After a while, Zhao Yazhi opened the door, but he was in a very bad state, his hair was messy, his face was pale, and his eyes were red: "Ah Jun, you are here, let's go into the house." ”

"Sister, what's going on?" Xu Jiajun showed concern on his face, holding the vegetables in one hand, helping her to walk to the living room with the other, and kicked the door shut with his foot.

Zhao Yazhi bit her red lip tightly, covered her face and sobbed after sitting down, and choked up: "Huang Hanwei came here this afternoon, and scolded me indiscriminately, no matter how I explained, she didn't listen......"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, it's just an old shrew, don't take it personally." Xu Jiajun gently patted her smooth jade back and helped her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Look at you like this, you haven't eaten all day, right?" You sit down for a while, drink some water, and I'll cook, and don't think about these unhappy things. ”

I really didn't expect Huang Hanwei and his mother to come to assist, Xu Jiajun's heart was already happy.

"I'll help you." Originally, she had a treat, but it turned out that Xu Jiajun was cooking for her, and she was really embarrassed, so she offered to give him a hand.

Xu Jiajun smiled slightly: "Okay." ”

The two entered the kitchen, and Xu Jiajun asked her about filming while patiently teaching her to cook.

Looking at the apron tied around the waist and Xu Jiajun's skillful stir-fry in the wind of Yushu, Zhao Yazhi felt extremely relaxed and happy, and the depression in his heart dissipated a little.

Soon the four dishes and one soup were ready.

"Ah Jun, you can have some drinks with me." Zhao Yazhi suddenly said after sitting down at the dining table.

Xu Jiajun hurriedly persuaded: "Sister, your body has been relatively weak for the past two days, so don't drink it." ”

"It's okay, I don't drink it every day, I want to drink it today." Zhao Yazhi was as stubborn as a child's temper: "If you don't accompany me, I'll drink it myself." ”

"Accompany you, accompany you, you sit still, where is the wine, I'll get it." Xu Jiajun got up and pressed her back into the chair, and took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and two goblets according to her instructions.

Zhao Yazhi has been in a bad mood recently, so he has been pouring himself wine, and his pretty face soon became red, more amorous, and the thin sundress wrapped in a heavy conscience, trembling, as if he was about to come out.

She suddenly stood up with a wine glass, staggered, and scolded Huang Hanwei while drinking.

"Huang Hanwei is a king...... Bastard, Ah Jun, if you don't know, he will wronged me......"

"They are all in the family, they dislike me for filming and show up, and they don't like me to marry me for anything!"

"Sister, be careful." Xu Jiajun dropped the wine glass and stepped forward to help her, this fall was terrible.

"It's all bastards...... Woowoo woo ......"

Zhao Yazhi leaned on Xu Jiajun's arms and cried bitterly.

Wen Xiangyanyu was in her arms, and when she looked down, she could see her delicate red lips that were dripping with water, Xu Jiajun couldn't help but bow his head and taste it, but he didn't expect Zhao Yazhi to hook his neck and start a strong response.

This progress is faster than Xu Jiajun imagined, and many of the means he has prepared have not been used yet, and sure enough, any bells and whistles are rubbish, as the so-called road is simple: as soon as a woman is drunk, she will have a chance.

………………

The sun was shining on the sun, and the warm sun outside the window was shining through the cracks in the curtains, and the ground was littered with clothes.

Zhao Yazhi slowly opened his eyes, feeling that his brain was groggy and his body was not right.

"Sister, you're awake." Xu Jiajun said.

Zhao Yazhi instantly shook his head, sat up from his arms, looked down at himself who was not in a hitch, and then at Xu Jiajun, and suddenly said in a panic: "We ...... last night"

"Sister, you were drunk last night and hugged me and kissed me non-stop...... Xu Jiajun smiled bitterly, and then changed his words and pretended to be shy: "And...... I also like you very much, so I can't help it......"

Zhao Yazhi sat in place in a daze, silent for a moment before grabbing his hair and smiling bitterly: "I don't blame you." ”

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that she was preconceived last night, and then Xu Jiajun was indignant.

As an adult, you have to take responsibility for yourself.

It's just that he really hooked up with an adulterer this time, but then he got angry again, doesn't Huang Hanwei like to wronged himself and cuckold him, just as he wanted.

Anyway, they are already ready to divorce him.

Thinking about it like this, after breaking the jar, she still had a faint sense of revenge on Huang Hanwei in her heart.

Suddenly, Xu Jiajun hugged her, pointed at the country with both fingers, leaned into her ear and said, "Sister, the plan of the day lies in the morning, and you can't waste time." ”

"Don't ...... Ah Jun, let go of me, I have a husband, don't you mind? Zhao Yazhi blushed and struggled, although she did not resist Xu Jiajun in her heart, but having a relationship in a drunken state and being sober are completely two different concepts.

Xu Jiajun hugged her tightly, lowered his head and pecked her red lips, and said with a smile: "Sister, what do I mind?" That's a plus. ”

Although Cao Cao died, the Cao thief will live forever, and the legacy of Wei Wu will live forever, and my generation should inherit the will of the prime minister.

Zhao Yazhi: "............"

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Time turned, and it was three days later.

Dao Youwei had hemorrhage for three consecutive nights, and his sincerity finally moved Huang Zhiqiang, who promised to cooperate with him and make a fortune together after receiving a sum of money.

The main reason is that Huang Sir is empty, and he really can't play anymore, otherwise he won't be so easily impressed.

And with Huang Zhiqiang's assurance, and secretly recorded Huang Zhiqiang, Liu Wei couldn't wait to start recovering his blood, and tonight was the day he received the goods.

Wong Shek Pier is a pier for kaito ferries in Hong Kong, located in Wong Shek on the Sai Kung Peninsula. Because of the remote location, the equipment is poor, and the small ferries come and go, so it is deserted on the pier late at night, and the heavy rain tonight is pouring, and the only sound left in the dark is the crackling sound of the rainstorm falling.

Around 10:50 p.m.

The anti-black group has been squatting in different positions in raincoats for two hours, motionless.

Just wait for the fish to take the bait and close the net.

After a few more minutes, a few lights pierced through the rain curtain in the darkness, and the roar of the engines was drowned out by the sound of the rain washing the ground, and a small motorcade headed by a black Mercedes drove over the not so smooth dirt road to the edge of the pier.

The co-pilot of the Mercedes-Benz got up and down a young man with a single ponytail, he opened the umbrella and came to the back seat to pull the car door, and then a shiny leather shoe stepped out of the car, and the moment he stepped on the ground, a series of small splashes were splashed, and Liu Wei got out of the car with a cigar in his mouth.

The spark of the cigar in the wind and rain disappears from time to time.

At the same time that Liu Wei got out of the car, the younger brothers in the other three cars had also come down, a total of fifteen people, all of whom had a pistol in their waists.

Liu Wei glanced at the big gold labor in his hand, and beckoned without looking back and ordered: "Give a signal." ”

He had never been so relaxed in trading since he entered the industry, and this time with a chief inspector as a guarantor, there would be no police patrols for ten miles from Yellowstone Pier until twelve o'clock tonight.

In the future, not only can he rely on Huang Zhiqiang's protection to successfully complete every transaction and expand his territory, but also let him help fight the competitors of other clubs.

Because he held the recording of Huang Zhiqiang's promise to cooperate after receiving the money, he had no defense against Huang Zhiqiang, thinking that he had already grasped the other party.

Liu Wei has already felt the convenience brought by high technology, and also feels that his future is promising.