Chapter 1191

In order to get justice back to Lian Yuncheng, Huang xiuzhao made a detailed plan.

No one knows exactly what Huang Shouzhao is going to do, but it doesn't matter any more. The important thing is that her plan fails before it is implemented.

Because other people's night tassel didn't care about her at all, on the contrary, she was speechless.

He thought that he had hit the night tassel of Huang's sleeve move. He was very kind-hearted and advised: "chief Huang, I'd better advise you to be more open-minded and be his lover. Why do you make such a fuss? It doesn't have any influence on him when things get serious, but for us women, if we spread it, we won't have a good reputation."

"Night tassel, what are you talking about?" Huang Shouzhao was in a hurry and said, "I have a grudge against Chu Yang, but it's not what you said..."

"Come on, don't say it. I know it in my heart anyway. Well, chief Huang, that's it. Anyway, I've given the company to you. You can do whatever you like. Goodbye. " Night tassel again mysterious smile, turned out of the hall.

Ah, I know. She took me as a woman who had been fooled by Chu Yang... The night tassel had been gone for a while, and the Yellow sleeve move was still in the local place. Finally, she slowly understood the meaning of her words just now. She stamped her foot and walked out of the hall.

With the Yellow sleeve to find trouble with the police, see her in Leng boss for a while, and then speechless turned to go, also quickly followed up.

The fat policeman, who was good at flattering the leader, quickly walked a few steps and opened the sliding glass door for Huang sleeve move: "chief Huang, do we still investigate and deal with this security company?"

Huang xiuzhao, who was in a bad mood, scolded him even though he didn't think about it“ What are you looking for? Go

After being scolded by Huang xiuzhao, the fat policeman was so embarrassed that he had to fall behind. He reached out to his companions and said, "let's go back to the Provincial Department..."

Without waiting for the fat policeman to finish his sentence, Huang Shouzhao suddenly stopped and said with a straight face, "who told you that I'm going back to the provincial department?"

The fat policeman, who was reprimanded twice in succession, really didn't know what to say, so he had to be submissive and asked, "well, where are we going?"

Huang Shouzhao stares at the night tassel driving away, squints slightly and says coldly: "you go to the new drug factory and send a letter to Chu Yang for me, saying that I will wait for him at the dynasty bar at nine o'clock tonight. If he doesn't come, he will bear the consequences! "

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Dynasty bar is a bar that has only been open for a few months.

The owner of the bar is Mr. Lian Yun chenglian, who has not been buried yet and is lying in the freezer.

Everyone knows that Huaxia has a policy of forbidding leaders and leading their families to do business.

However, this policy has always been a dead letter. At present, the projects that make a lot of money in China and the occasions that make a lot of money are run by the powerful people. With the company's contacts in Southern Hebei, it's not surprising that Lian Yuncheng runs such a bar.

The business of the dynasty bar was not affected by the tragic death of Mr. Lian. Before it was dark, the parking lot in front of the bar was full of all kinds of cars.

Every time a car with a special (government agency) license plate drives into the parking lot, a little brother in a white shirt and a black tie walks over and covers the license plate with red sticky paper.

Everyone knows that if you want to make money on such occasions, in addition to those rich people, visitors from government departments and units are the real "big profits and taxes" in this industry. Naturally, consumer places should consider the influence of these guests.

Although on the surface, Dynasty bar is a bar, but it is a combination of catering, entertainment and leisure. From the fourth floor to the fifth floor, it is a place for guests to spend money. It can be said that it is a "legal" leisure club, and the most lively hall on the first floor is the place with the least number of people.

On the sixth floor of the dynasty bar, the easternmost room used to be Lian Yuncheng's office, but no one has been here since his old man traveled to the west two days ago.

But tonight, the light in this room is on again.

I haven't seen you for two days. It seems that the company, who is just a teenager, is sitting on the chair where his son once sat, touching his photo album with both hands. His lips are trembling.

Standing at the door of the office were four men in black suits, each with his hands behind his back and a serious face.

The company's regiment once "official worship" the executive vice governor of Qilu Province, must have his own secret power, these four men are him... How to say, they are the dead men who are privately supported by him.

The dead man refers to the warrior who dares to die. Most of them are swordsmen in the river and lake. They work hard for the king and Marquis for the sake of honor or gratitude. They are basically engaged in two kinds of tasks: assault and assassination.

The dead only listen to their master's orders. Apart from the master, even if they are the close relatives of the master, they don't necessarily put it on the table.

In ancient China, there were such people around the queens and nobles. But in modern times, the general name of "bodyguard" has replaced the dead.

"Ah, Xiao Cheng, you can have a good rest there. Even if Dad can't kill Chu Yang for you, he will take a bad breath for you." The company slowly put down his son's photo album, with a grim smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself, "if everything goes well, I will make him pay more than death!"

While the company murmured to itself, the four dead men kept silent.

After sighing for a while at his son's photo album, Lian Legion wiped his eyes, took out four bank cards from his pocket and put them on the table: "knife, come here. I have something to say to you."

One of the four dead men nodded slightly and went to his desk.

"Is everything ready?" asked Lian in a low voice

"Ready." Xiaodao nodded: "the digital camera with the clearest pixel, the image.". The "courtship" and the rooms have been arranged in place. As long as that person shows up tonight and drinks with her, our plan will come true. "

"Well." The company nodded, sighed and asked, "you guys have been following me for four or five years, haven't you?"

"It has been four years, eleven months and twenty-three days since you fished us out of the first prison in Northeast China, the famous death row prison in China."

"So long?" Even the Legion murmured: "I don't think I will use you in my life. Even when I was dismissed, I didn't touch you... Ha ha, although I came to a miserable end at that time, I still had a son. But now, my son is dead. As a father, I can't get justice for my son through normal channels. Ha ha, this is a society ruled by law. "

Xiaodao doesn't know why the boss (company Legion) said that. He doesn't even know how Lian Yuncheng died.

In fact, over the years, Xiaodao and others have been dormant in a place far away from Southern Hebei, waiting for the company's call.

After a while of emotion, even the pain on the Legion's face turned to evil and ferocious. But what he said was extremely gentle: "after you finish this, we will have nothing to do with each other. From then on, you will never owe me any more."

After listening to the boss's words, Xiaodao and others have a big question in their eyes: have you worked so hard to get us out of the house for so many years, just to do this little thing for you?

In addition to fearing death, the biggest characteristic of a dead man is that he must be loyal, unswervingly follow the boss's words, and can't ask for any reason.

So, Xiaodao and others didn't ask much, just nodded: "yes, we know."

"Each of these four cards has a million dollars. Although it's not much money, as long as you can save money and do a small business properly, it's OK."

The company pushed the four bank cards forward and said faintly: "after you finish this, you will leave Southern Hebei immediately... You can't tell what you did tonight, even if you die. Do you understand?"

"We know." Xiaodao picked up the four cards, then took out a high defense human skin mask from his pocket and put it on his face

……

Generally speaking, when a man goes to a woman's date, he has to go ten or eight minutes ahead of time to set off his superiority as a girl.

But Chu Yang didn't think so. If Hu Li and Gu mingchuang didn't support him to come to meet the second Miss Huang, he would be too lazy to come to the dynasty bar.

When Chu Yang came to the dynasty bar, it was already more than half past nine, more than half an hour late than the time set by Huang sleeve move.

But other people's children still have the pride of "I'm here to give you a big face", even though the car he drives is just a Pushan.

From then on, keeping a low profile is the first condition one must face when he wants to quit the world.

After parking the car casually in the parking space, Chu Yang, dressed in casual clothes, walks into the hall of the dynasty bar in the indifferent expression of his younger brother at the door.

Because it's 9:30 in the evening, and 9:30 in the summer is not the busiest time for bars, song halls and other entertainment places, so when Chu Yang came in, there was no "mob dance" in the hall, but some famous light music.

According to what the fat policeman said, Chu Yang went through the hall and directly took the elevator to the third floor.

The third floor of the imperial disco is a box modeled after a star hotel. The environment is elegant and the attendants are beautiful

As soon as Chu Yang got out of the elevator, the two girls in cheongsam at the door bent down and asked softly, "Hello, sir, do you have a reservation on the third floor?"

On the third floor of the disco, there are 32 boxes in total. The area of each box is not very large, but the price is frightening.

However, even when he was decorating the third floor, he had enough confidence. Anyway, his father was about to go up. Even if the price was too high, those people would come to support him.

What's more, Chinese people always have a good habit of pursuing high-end consumption. The more valuable a place or thing is, the more noble a person is, right?