At this time, Fu Feishen was resting on the sofa, and the phone in his pocket was vibrating for the fifth time.
I don¡¯t know who it is that has the perseverance to send this message?
I ignored it four times before, but this is the fifth time, so I took out my phone.
Um?
Bank card consumption information?
My brain is a little slower than usual.
He reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling somewhat recovered.
When I looked at the name of the consumer¡¯s merchant, my eyes widened a lot.
? Blue Night Club?
He raised his head and looked around the box.
Seeing this, a friend on the side asked:
"Feishen, what's wrong?"
Fu Feishen shook his head:
"I go out for a while."
Ah.
It¡¯s not a big problem, it¡¯s just someone using their card to spend money downstairs.
Furthermore, the card was swiped five times.
The first time I spent just over two hundred yuan, not much.
But the second time, it was as if I was riding a rocket, and I directly swiped seven figures, 1.03 million.
The third time, one hundred thousand.
The fourth time, 80,000.
Five times, thirty thousand.
??Although it adds up to just over one million, even, to Mr. Fu, it is not even a drop in the bucket.
But, we still have to find out who is the little thief who took advantage of the bear¡¯s heart and the leopard¡¯s courage?
Outside the door, the bodyguard saw someone coming out and quickly stepped forward:
"Mr. Fu."
It¡¯s very lively downstairs right now, with waves of screams almost never stopping, making people¡¯s heads buzz.
"what happened?"
The bodyguard looked a little weird:
"Mr. Fu, this is the young master."
Um?
Fu Fei¡¯s deep pupils trembled, and then suddenly shrank:
"who?"
Did you hear it wrong or did the bodyguard say it wrong?
"Ahem, Mr. Fu, it's the young master down there."
¡°Very good, I¡¯m finally sure I heard it right.
"Why is he here? Who brought him here?"
As he said that, the person was already striding downstairs.
Several bodyguards immediately followed:
"Mr. Fu, it was Mr. Feng who brought the young master here. Mr. Feng is the second young master's son."
??Fu Feishen was still wondering who Mr. Feng was?
This time the confusion is cleared up.
"Fu Er's people?"
"yes!"
?¡
On the dance floor, Feng Ming, who was so happy that he forgot all about it, seemed to finally remember something and pushed his way out of the crowd.
Good guy, when I see it, I call him a good guy!
Over there at the booths, the three inner and outer floors are all filled with girls from the bar atmosphere group.
The entire venue was filled with electronic smoke, fireworks and salutes continued, and colorful sequins and pieces of paper were sprayed everywhere.
The children were so excited that they stood on the table, clapping their hands and cheering excitedly:
"It looks good! It looks good! Come again! Want a bigger 'bang'!"
Feng Ming squeezed in several times, but failed to squeeze in.
Ruined!
It¡¯s really over this time!
"Little ancestor, please take it easy and give your brother Ming a way to survive!"
At the request of the children, six staff members have been dispatched before, each holding a Gatling electronic fireworks gun. This can be regarded as the highest courtesy of the atmosphere group.
But obviously, the children are still not very satisfied.
No, four more fireworks guns were added at once.
¡°Bang!¡±
Ten Gatling guns fired in salvo, and each salute gun contained a six-shot salute.
Hand-thrown paper and sequins fell from the ceiling, all falling on the children.
Around him, there were already many people holding up their mobile phones to take photos and record videos.
After all, a grand occasion like tonight is actually the firstSee you once!
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