Understanding, vaguely also smelled something unusual. When Feng Yizheng got up, he also looked at the man on the next side. He invited: "boss Cheng, are you together?"
Then, a group of people walked out of the door together and sent them into the elevator along the way. Another manager happened to pass by. Lulin also took the opportunity to get out of the elevator. The door of the elevator closed, and the two people turned back quickly:
"what's the matter?"
His face was cold, and Huo Qingyang's steps increased.
"I'll arrange it when I hear from you. It was found that Haige had been ordered into the private room to deliver the meal for a long time, but it happened to be on the third floor. I tried to let people in and try to change them out. I took the opportunity to help him out, but I didn't expect that the person in Haige was Shen Wanjin, the boss of the recently rising Wanjin nightclub. He was so low-key and mysterious that we didn't even find a picture. But Wanjin nightclub was in our eyes I got up quietly. The bigger I did it, the more successful it was. The waiter was also smart. I didn't act after I knew the details. I also told me that I had an impression on this person. It's not the first time I came to heaven star. It's an old customer! When I went to explore it again, I heard that it was crackling and not peaceful. I used to be tempted by the waiter and was kicked out. It should be an accident. A young lady was also locked in it! Isn't this on the third floor? I'm afraid that you'll be surprised by the noise. It's just the opposite. That's why I went to find you! "
Step a meal, Huo Qingyang brow wring: "know what?"
"Haige didn't come out. I think it must have something to do with her. She's the living sign here recently. Half of the people here are because of her! Although I have secretly explained that I have reduced her quota and workload, and even increased the price, there are still a large number of people who have ordered it! "
Something to do with her?
This girl is tough, but she's a charming girl. Can she endure for a while? Can you expect her to endure for a lifetime? If you don't make trouble, it's strange!
But where is the nightclub?
To be frank, this is the place where dignity exchanges money, tramples on people, and vent emotions. Those who have money but no money come in to find dignity. What they want is to have fun! But what was her origin? How can I bear all this? There is no ghost unless something happens! Nightclub and her life are totally two worlds, and Yulong's mixed here is far more complicated than she imagined!
So, he didn't refuse her to enter all the time. Unexpectedly, the girl sneaked in by herself. And the reason why he couldn't fire her and directly drive her away was to prevent her from going out to other nightclubs. Otherwise, if something happened well, if there was a long and short story, he would jump to the Yellow River and wash it up when he wasn't in his territory. How could he explain to Feng's family? The key is to get rid of her idea and let her die.
He wanted to press it. He didn't expect things to develop like this. Now it's getting out of control!
After rubbing his temple, Huo Qingyang could not help but wring his eyebrows: "this little evil spirit ~"
when she came, she was very restless. It was a headache before she could be educated!
Turning around, Huo Qingyang was about to enter the private room. Suddenly, his arm was pulled by someone. After a meal, Lu Lin lowered his voice again and said: "by the way, Jiu Ye, there's another thing. Shen Ye brought his bodyguard when he came here. It seems that there are still some famous paintings. They may have just been taken from some auction ground or just bought!"
Subconsciously, I think it's time to mention him. Don't cause misunderstandings and unnecessary losses. After all, there are two meanings in their line of work: one is to follow the others and the other is to support them.
Nodded, Huo Qingyang said that he knew, and then "bang" pushed open the door of the room. The time seemed to be still at this moment. Inside the room, all eyes came together in all directions.
As soon as his eyes fell, he took the lead in facing a pair of frightened and gaping purple pupils, and his face sank, Huo Qingyang's heart started a fire, and his fist hung tightly unconsciously. He strode forward, and the man in black instinctively retreated and shook his hand. Huo Qingyang sat down on the sofa on one side:
"it's better to meet you after hearing the name of Lord Shen for a long time! What does Shen mean? Is it going to hit my court? "
Glancing coldly, Huo Qingyang's focal length stayed on the opposite tea table for a few minutes, then took out a cigarette and lit it. At this time, Feng Jingyi is half pulled by a bodyguard's hair, half pressed and half knelt on the ground, unable to move, one side of the cheek is twisted to the deformation on the reflective table, looking miserable and embarrassed to the extreme.
The sofa in the middle is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is mature and introverted with exquisite clothes and a smile on his lips. It gives people a false feeling that his smile can't reach the bottom of his eyes. At the moment when the eyes meet, there will even be some creepy feeling. However, if you go further, there will be a kind of illusion that the man in front of his eyes is very kind.
Just like Huo Qingyang's first feeling, straight ahead, the man first laughed: "where? That's what I want to say! "
Similarly, he took out a cigarette and lit it up. The man's sight also swept down the middle desk: "I heard that heaven star has a rare person. I just wanted to come here to see him out of curiosity!"
As soon as his eyes turned, the man's eyes fell on Huo Qingyang, and there was a sharp flash at the bottom of his eyes:
"but it seems that Jiuye's men don't know much about interest and rules. I came here kindly holding real gold and silver, but I was not only touched with kindness, hit face, but also broke my fortune!"
Following the man's line of sight, Huo Qingyang noticed that there seemed to be a bloody scratch on one side of the man's cheek. On one side of the sofa, there was a slanted blue jewelry gift box. He could see that the bright diamonds were shining. By visual inspection, it was either a bracelet or a necklace, which should be of great value. There was a pool of obvious wine left on the table in the middle, and a part of it was spread out at the edge Show the paintings that have been infected.
Suddenly I thought of something. Huo Qingyang's eyes narrowed unconsciously: scars, jewels, famous paintings, purple pupil beauties who can't move on the stage. Is this the complete crime scene?
A smoke, Huo Qingyang did not move.
After a pause, the sight passed. It was the man who opened the mouth first:
"it's not that I don't give face to Jiu Ye. What I lost here is not a star and a half! No matter what else, the Song Yang Han Bai painting alone is the authentic work of Emperor Qianlong, worth more than 87 million yuan. This glass of wine has destroyed most of it -- "