"What are you thinking about there with your head hanging down and being tired?" Meng Chuan'er drove Xiaocheng away from the shipwreck's wooden chair as soon as he came, and sat down on it himself.

"I didn't think about anything, you said that my pile of broken business didn't improve, and it went down like a mudslide all the way, alas, it's really tiring to be alive. ”

"I think you're just idle, why don't you join my war public welfare fund, I'll ask Chen Jie to arrange a place for you, and let you see the tragic situation of the children in the war every day, so you won't have time to count the mudslides." "There's a kind of magic in Kojo that makes you want to make fun of his magic.

"You can pull a few handfuls down. Okay, let's get down to business, what are you going to do? What can I do to participate?"

Xiaocheng's mood came out of depression with the arrival of Meng Chuan'er, and even became a little excited.

"What else is the evidence besides photographs?"

"The opening record, I found someone to check it. ”

Meng Chuan'er laughed and walked over and patted Xiaocheng's shoulder: "Okay, Cheng'er, it's enough for Niu B, it's not bad, it's really good at doing things." ”

The one-meter-nine small city pestle was very happy there, grinning silly: "That's for sure, when I was in school, Xiaoshan often praised me, saying that I was more bullish than him, you don't know, I was ...... at that time Hey, where are you going? No! You haven't told me what I'm going to do!"

Meng Chuan'er took the evidence and made her own plan in her heart. She needs to let Bamboo do one thing, one thing that can completely get rid of Wu Peng.

I am not completely sure that Bamboo will agree to this, and even if he agrees, he has the luck of the right time and place.

Take a gamble, otherwise with that eerie horror contract to follow, Yu Xiaoshan may not be able to turn over.

Xiaocheng said that every Tuesday night, Zhuzi would be sent to a beauty club by Wu Peng's driver, dressed up beautifully and fragrantly, and then called a car to the Nanshan Hot Spring Hotel and booked a luxury cabin with its own hot spring.

It only came out the next day, and every time it came out, it was the little gangster who looked like Yu Xiaoshan when he was young came out first, and the bamboo came out every half an hour.

And the reason why Tuesday was chosen is basically because every Tuesday, Wu Peng has to be busy with the affairs of the smart agriculture IPO company, and he has no time to pay attention to bamboo.

I will enjoy it, Meng Chuan'er sighed. It's just that finding someone like Yu Xiaoshan when she was young makes her particularly uncomfortable, and she doesn't know how the big cat treated her so much at that time, so she gritted her teeth when she thought of this.

At the moment, he didn't have time to take care of these leftovers-like emotions, Meng Chuan'er sat in the corner of the lobby of the hot spring hotel, and pretended to take a business magazine to block his face.

After waiting for an hour, Bamboo and the little boyfriend came in one after the other.

This will be almost 39, and City C is located in the north, and it has snowed.

Bamboo wore a thin Burberry trench coat with a loose T, bare thighs, and a pair of Chanel flat boots. More and more slim and pitiful.

It's really, it's beautiful. It's so beautiful that everyone will be amazed.

Meng Chuan'er yawned, and planted on the comfortable big sofa to remind herself, but you must not be sleepy, if you don't keep this night, you will have to wait another week for Ming'er.

That little gangster, it's quite fierce, and what Meng Chuan'er wants to talk about can only be known by Zhuzi alone. She doesn't know Bamboo's character, she doesn't know if this girl will panic or burst into a rage, calm and wise, that's the best.

But there is no way to judge these when you haven't really touched the bamboo, so the best way, work hard, wait for the little thug to leave the next morning, and intercept the bamboo directly.

Meng Chuan'er's character, before doing big things, will not allow herself to make any mistakes. She would plan out all the details, including if the bamboo left early or didn't come at all.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't come, if she leaves early, she needs Meng Chuan'er to temporarily perform her father's work when he was young.

Old detective, stalking. The old man told Meng Chuan'er that what he was most afraid of was sleepiness, and once in order to catch a robber who might go home to see his old mother, her father lay on the kang with an old lady in her 80s. Listening to the old man's snoring, he was so sleepy that he was still holding on for night after night.

Finally, on the eighth day, the gangsters who sneaked home in the middle of the night were brought to justice. Meng Chuan'er prayed secretly, Dad, hurry up and give me some of the spirit of your youth, the criminal police profession is really not something ordinary people can do.

It was so sleepy in the wee hours of the morning that there was only one neurotic man in the whole bar with that business magazine.

The night shift people in the hotel are particularly strange, why this neurotic has a soft spot for this business magazine, and has been reading it for more than four hours. It can't be a nominal fugitive from the public security organs, right?

The front desk attendant had exquisite makeup and elegant temperament, and came over to give Meng Chuan'er a half-bow: "Hello lady, which room are you in, do you want me to send you back to the room?"

Meng Chuan'er took out two thousand yuan and ID card: "You go and help me open a room, whatever the room, and then I can stay here?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then bowed again: "Good lady, I wish you a comfortable and pleasant night." ”

Comfortable and pleasant is absolutely not a side, and the room was opened just to shut up the hotel staff who had been swaying back and forth several times and finally couldn't help but speak.

The attack of sleepiness was really irresistible, and almost in a few moments, Meng Chuan'er was almost unable to control her eyelids.

This small town, this month has been really hard. Meng Chuan'er secretly admired in her heart, the small city is interesting enough, and Yu Xiaoshan can leave him after walking around, which also shows that Yu Xiaoshan's blessing is enough [www.boquge.xyz] big enough.

Finally, at half past six in the morning, the thug went out in a panic, saying that he was panicking because he was even wearing a down jacket while walking, and trotted to the car at the door, got into the car and disappeared, and there was no shadow.

Meng Chuan'er's sleepiness came to naught, and the person was as energetic as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. According to her hunch, today's bamboo will definitely not wait for half an hour.

Maybe Wu Peng ended his work in advance and asked Bamboo to do something, if this is the case, then the gangster just now must know about this matter.

It is possible to draw the beauty of bamboo, and it is more likely that bamboo belongs to the position of the owner of the gold in this relationship, because Meng Chuan'er clearly saw that it was the bamboo card that was swiped by the bamboo when paying the deposit for the room fee.

There was another chance of winning, Meng Chuan'er clenched his fists and secretly judged.

Sure enough, five minutes later, the radiant bamboo walked into the hall with her little boots in her hand, and told the waiter as she went: "Check out at 1108, please hurry up." ”

Meng Chuan'er stretched, shook her already stiff neck, and threw the business magazine aside. He stood up and quickly moved to the side of the bamboo that was waiting to check out.

Floated over leisurely and said, "It's good to play." ”

Zhuzi turned her head to see Meng Chuan'er, and it took three seconds for her expression to change dramatically, and it was obvious that she recognized Meng Chuan'er.

The little face that was originally moisturized and flushed turned pale in an instant as if all the blood had been sucked away, and her eyes immediately began to wander: "You...... What are you going to do?"

Meng Chuan'er shook her neck again and replied with a smile: "Your expression, have you seen a ghost? What can I do, seeing how beautiful you are, I will ask you about my beauty experience." ”

Meng Chuan'er looks like a hooligan, flirting with an innocent girl from a good family, just like the particularly obscene yellow toothed brain full of fat face in that TV series, special, don't, like.

If you want to make a whole line: "Hey, hey, little beauty, you can't run." "It's basically all work.

forced a bamboo to take a step back, and his voice trembled in panic: "I...... I'm ...... I don't want to teach you experience. ”

"That's not up to you. Do you think I have a Wu Peng phone?" Meng Chuan'er's face sank, her eyes narrowed sharply, and Zhu Zi trembled with fright.

"But I'm ...... It's going to happen, can I talk to you in the afternoon......"

Meng Chuan'er clasped her wrist: "No, you can call Wu Peng now, saying that your best friend is out of love and wants to commit suicide in the hot spring hotel, you will deal with this matter first and then look for him." ”

After speaking, he dragged the bamboo to the elevator room.

"Don't be like this, you're scared of me......" Bamboo's beautiful eyes were full of tears, and she wanted to cry.

Meng Chuan'er let go of her wrist and lit up the room card in her hand: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I'm just looking for you to make a deal and let you make some money." Believe me. ”

Seeing that Zhuzi was still hesitating, Meng Chuan'er took out the backup of the stack of evidence given by Xiaocheng and threw it to Zhuzi, turned around and walked to the elevator.

"Come with me or not, whatever you want. ”