Chapter 377

However, the military fire is not as simple as fighting, killing and mixing black. Contact with people and things will be a more powerful side, so Wang Tiechuan, a layman, will encounter a wall.

"Send me the information of my family. You can find the source goods first." Song Ye didn't scold him too much. The first battle of opening up the channel was very difficult to fight, and song ye had to trust two families.

The so-called one hand to two, is to undertake the source side, and then with the next supplier to do docking, earn the middle price difference. This is the route adopted by the night gang at the initial stage, and when the operation between various departments is fully understood, the big head of the family will be personally taken over by the night gang.

Waiting for a minute, Wang Tiechuan side of the message sent over, song Ye opened a look, a flash of surprise between the eyebrows.

Leswoo.

When he went upstairs to the box, the table had already been served with food. Gu Yitong was still reporting the name of the dish to his waiter, which made Wang Qianqian smile.

"Gu Shao, I won't pay for it later. You can take it easy and save money for your father." Wang Qianqian pointed to a table of dishes and showed her irresponsibility.

"Cut, I can also let you a little girl pay the bill, joke, you order ten more tables, I can afford to pay." Gu Yitong's face is arrogant and coquettish, indicating that the young master is rich and can be slaughtered by others.

The two living treasures bickered with each other to enliven the atmosphere.

"If you have anything else to eat, just order it." As soon as song Ye was seated, Meng Ziheng on his side handed over the menu, which was quite gentlemanly.

Song Ye glanced at the table top and shook his head, "no more." It's just this amount. A few more people can't eat it.

"Oh, don't mention it. You don't have to eat with us On the other side, Le Mingyu began to look at it in a strange way, as if he couldn't see that Meng Ziheng was a little good to song Ye.

If it wasn't for knowing that Mencius' orientation of constancy was ok, song ye would have doubted whether the goods had any intention to Mencius Heng.

"Eat when you're hungry. No one wants you to talk." Fang Ye sits next to him and pours food directly into his mouth.

Song Ye didn't want to pay attention to him, but when he thought about it, he turned his eyes. "Le Mingyu, how come every time I see you, you are like taking gun medicine?"

"Well, I grew up with a gun, and you are the people who have bad ideas." Le Mingyu was straightforward and choked back on the spot.

With a slap, Fang Ye gave him a shudder on the back of his head, "shut up."

"Shit, you're really starting. I'm wrong." Le Mingyu covered the back of his head and immediately blew his hair.

Fang Ye is helpless. He covers his face and doesn't want to talk. Gu Yitong over there laughs, "you deserve it. You don't keep your mouth shut. Song ye, you don't pay attention to him. His elder brother has a shooting range. He eats too much with a small gun. That's his bad temper. "

"Oh? A shooter? " Song Ye smelled the speech, eyebrows a pick, more affirmed the idea in the heart, "the club on the third floor of Shijia building in the center of the city, is it your brother who opened it?"

This speech a, not only le Ming Yu Leng, even the body side of Mencius Heng are stunned.

After a long time, Wang Qianqian exclaimed, "ah, you are talking about the club we went to last time. There are so many parts of the whole building. It seems that all of them are a boss." Before the last high school entrance examination, song ye took a group of brothers to the club for a match. He happened to meet Wang Qianqian and Hao Tian, and later had a conflict with Bai Zhibin.

Wang Qianqian still remembers this incident.

Hearing such a thing, Le Mingyu's suspicions in his eyes receded a little and put on a proud face. "Hum, my brother is the boss of Sega building. Next time I go, I'll give you my name."

Gongzige is rich and generous. Gu Yitong treats him to dinner. He is not willing to lag behind.

"Shoot, I'm so big that I haven't touched a gun yet." Xiang Qing, who has not opened his mouth all the time, finally has a reaction and yearns for shooting.

"Ha ha, Xiang Qing, you are really pathetic. Your father is a police inspector general, but you are not allowed to touch a gun. Don't worry. Next time you go to play, you can go with song Ye. She is a sharpshooter and hits a hundred hits. " Wang Qianqian patted her on the shoulder, careless.

Although they had expected that the two class girls of senior high school were of high status, they did not think that Xiang Qing was the daughter of the head of the Police Bureau in Shishi City, whose status was one level higher than those in business.

Xiang Qing, with a gentle smile, nodded at everyone, "sorry, I didn't explain in advance. My father is Xiang Wenqi."

Xiang Wenqi It turned out to be him.

Song Ye didn't connect the two people for a while, but after listening to them, he came back.

The father and daughter are really similar in character.

After a few others were stunned, they all passed with a faint smile. After all, they were all people with status, and they didn't have much feeling in their hearts.

On the contrary, Xiang qingduo took a look at Song Ye. Seeing that he was calm and calm all the time, he was somewhat contemptuous. He blurted out: "Song Ye was a cloud city person before. How could he go to the stone market to play shooting? Have you ever practiced before?"

This can be said to be inherited. There is a father who is the director of the police inspection bureau. Xiang Qing's thinking and questioning are also sharp and sharp.Song Ye clip a chopsticks dish, eyebrows and eyes do not move, "friends asked to play together, I am the first time to learn shooting, but also very interesting, it is too expensive."

Poof Wang Qianqian almost spouted out a mouthful of tea. She always thought that song Ye was funny when she said that she had no money.

Xiang Qing is also Leng Leng Leng, never thought song Ye was so lofty, would also admit his poverty in such an occasion.

She has always thought that song ye can pretend.

"If you want to go, go with me this weekend." Mencius Heng's tone was flat, and he took the initiative to rescue song Ye.

The opposite Le Mingyu also responded positively, but it was mostly provocative, "yes, I'll go this weekend, and let me see the reputation of the sharpshooter." Speaking of the sharpshooter, Le Mingyu deliberately accentuated the tone, with a bit of irony.

Song Ye drooped her eyes and looked at a meatball lying in the bowl, "well, good." It seems that it is her thing that can't run away.

Several people finished the meal, the time is already 7:30 in the night, the light is on, the school has access control can not be late, people do not stay more, entered the school on their own back to the dormitory.

After several people went in, song Chengen received a phone call from the school's janitor's office. Hearing that something had happened at home, he ran out of the school in a hurry.

Before he got to the main road, a van passed by behind him, and the door opened instantly pulled him into the car.

"Who are you? What do you want? Let me out of the car. I'll call the police. Help

Unfortunately, no matter how he called for help, no one came to rescue him.

The next day, song Chengen didn't come to school. At noon on the fourth day, the school received a call from his family to quit school. Of the www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!