What is the difference between a city and a city? In fact, the difference between them is only in the daytime, and the night is actually the same. The more rotten the night!
When the night comes quietly, there is no difference between the imperial capital and Dongguan. The neon lights are flashing, the night scene is full of traffic, and there are scantily clad women everywhere.
A taxi stopped in front of Huangting Nightclub, the door was pushed open, and Bai Pisong got out of the car. This guy was wearing a neat suit, a red tie, a white shirt, shiny leather shoes, and his hair seemed to have been done. He looked quite energetic, not like a desperate person at all.
After getting out of the car, Bai Pisong tidied up his tie, raised his right arm and stretched it, revealing the Rolex Cosmograph Daytona series worth more than 600,000 yuan, and the ice blue watch, which is also his most valuable thing now .
"It's too early!" Bai Pisong muttered, then looked up at the big characters of Huangting Nightclub, with a trembling smile on his face, "This seems to be the territory of Fatty Yun!" He frowned as he said, It was the place Zhu Weijun chose. At the beginning, he just thought the name Huangting Nightclub was a little familiar, but he agreed without thinking deeply. It was only now that I got here that I remembered that this was Young Marshal Yun's place. It's just that he didn't pay much attention to it. No matter what purpose Zhu Weijun had, if Zhu Weijun didn't agree to his conditions, it would be a bad night.
As soon as Bai Pisong entered the nightclub, he was spotted by a young man with mischievous eyebrows and two mustaches under his nose. The guy pushed the woman in his arms, stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom, you just sit here and wait for me."
The woman nodded obediently, and said in a coquettish voice: "Brother Qing, hurry up, I'm so boring by myself!"
Sun Qing pinched the woman's cheek with a smile on his face, "Stay here and wait for me. If you dare to run around, be careful that I will sew your hole up."
The woman slapped Sun Qing on the chest, and said shyly, "If you're going to die, you'll know what nonsense you're talking about."
Sun Qing laughed loudly, and kept her eyes on the white pine, until the white pine disappeared at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, and walked over quickly. At this time, a waiter came down from above, Bai Pisong raised his hand to beckon.
Seeing this, the waiter quickened his pace, "Brother Qing, what's the matter?"
Sun Qing asked softly, "The person who went up just now was wearing a suit and a red tie. What private room did he go to?"
The waiter said: "It seems to be number two!"
Sun Qing scolded: "Damn, what is it like, what is the number!"
The waiter said: "Number two!"
"Are you sure?" Sun Qing asked. Latest and fastest update
The waiter nodded: "OK!"
Sun Qing didn't speak any more, and instead of taking the stairs, he got on the elevator.
Young Marshal Yun was fiddling with the tea ceremony in his office, and said without raising his head when he heard the knock on the door: "Come in!"
Sun Qing pushed the door open and walked in: "Young commander!"
Young Marshal Yun still didn't look up: "What's the matter!"
Sun Qing said: "I saw that the white skin was loose, so I went to the second private room."
"Huh?" Young Marshal Yun suddenly raised his head, "Are you sure it's really him?"
Sun Qing said with certainty: "It's definitely him!"
Young Marshal Yun frowned tightly: "There are so many people digging three feet in the ground looking for him, but he still has the guts to run outside, and even ran to my place. What does he want to do?"
Sun Qing said: "I also find this incident quite strange. Could it be that this kid is getting impatient and doesn't have the courage to commit suicide, so he ran out and waited for someone to chop him up!"
Young Marshal Yun snorted: "Whoever commits suicide, Baipi Song will not commit suicide. Even if he wants to die, he will drag a backer to die with him." Ask, who booked the second private room."
Sun Qing promised to turn around and leave. Young Marshal Yun picked up the teacup, "squeaked", took a sip with his mouth pursed, and then swallowed it with a grunt.
About ten minutes later, Sun Qing came back: "Young Marshal, Zhu Weijun booked the private room!"
"Zhu Weijun!" A cold light flashed through Young Marshal Yun's chubby eyes, holding teacups in his hands and rubbing them non-stop, with a cold smile slowly appearing on his face, he got up and walked out, "Follow me monitoring room!"
Sun Qing agreed and followed behind. The monitoring room is at the innermost part of this floor. When I opened the door and entered, two security guards inside were eating boxed lunches. Seeing Young Marshal Yun, he hurriedly stood up and quickly swallowed what was in his mouth.
"Young Master Yun!"
Young Marshal Yun waved his hand: "Eat yours!"
The two security guards dared to eat: "We are almost full!"
Young Marshal Yun didn't care if they were really full or not: "Turn on the hidden camera in private room No. 2!"
"Yes!" A security guard turned on a closed electronic screen, and then adjusted the system. The picture in the second private room appeared on the electronic screen. I saw Baipi Song sitting there with his eyes closed and resting his mind, his expression was very calm, and he didn't look like he was at the end of the road.
"It's interesting!" Young Marshal Yun raised his hand, and Sun Qing hurried over, "Young Marshal!"
Young Marshal Yun said: "Go downstairs. After Zhu Weijun arrives, you will lead someone to guard the door of the No. 2 box. Without my order, you are not allowed to leave even a single step."
Don't look at this guy as fat as a pig, in fact, he has a terrifyingly delicate mind, and his methods of handling things are quite sophisticated. Otherwise, even with a strong background, it is impossible to get mixed up to today's level.
Then again, born in a political family, intrigues have been intriguing since childhood, unless it is really stupid, no one is stupid. But this has to be divided into three, six, and nine grades. Take Fan Hongyi and the others, except for Li Xiao, a real idiot, there must be no problem with IQ, and his playing skills can fly. But compared to Young Marshal Yun, he was far worse. Not to mention comparing with Yang Luo, a master pervert who specializes in playing psychological warfare with the enemy.
When Young Marshal Yun knew that Zhu Weijun booked this private room, he guessed that that bastard must have no good intentions. He is very clear about the dirty affairs of Bai Pisong and Zhu Weijun. These two trash can't wait to peel off each other's cramps, but today they made an appointment to meet with him. If there is no problem, it will be hell.
The reason why he was sure that Zhu Weijun wanted to do something with him was because Zhu Weijun tried to borrow money from him, but he was not only rejected by him, but also humiliated by him. Based on Zhu Weijun's personality, he would definitely find an opportunity to retaliate. Face-to-face retaliation is impossible, and Zhu Weijun didn't have the guts. But if the white bark pine had a problem with him, he would definitely be involved.
Especially with Bai Yaolin, Bai Pisong had an accident elsewhere, Bai Yaolin would never say anything, but it was different with him. Who are you, Young Master Yun? Who the hell dares to make trouble with you, now my nephew has an accident with you, you say it was an accident, and it has nothing to do with you, who the fuck believed it? At that time, he and the Bai family will be deadly enemies. Although he doesn't care, he is a fucking disgusting person. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com