Chapter 1075

"Mom, I hurt." Cheng Xushu's face was white, and she was about to faint.

"It's OK, Xiaoshu. I'll be in the hospital soon, darling." Cheng's mother's heart is shaking with pain. This is her only daughter.

She can't beat or scold at ordinary times. How can that damned girl come down with such a cruel hand!

"Mom, it's Xiang jiu'er, it's her!" Cheng said, biting her teeth.

"Well, mom knows. Don't worry. Mom will take revenge for you." Cheng Mu's eyes are bright.

"And that ilanyou, she must have directed! Mom, they are jealous of me. They are afraid that I will steal Han Jinxiang! They're the ones who deliberately hurt me! " Cheng Xushu's eyes were red, and she hated and wronged.

"Xiaoshu, don't worry, your mother will not let go of anyone who offends you." Cheng's mother holds Cheng's hand and solemnly says, "they will pay ten times and a hundred times as much!"

"Yes." Cheng Xushu was satisfied with this: "Mom, I hurt."

"Mom knows. If you can bear it any longer, you can go to the hospital." Cheng's mother comforted her.

"Mom, let brother Kun avenge me!" Cheng Xushu said.

"Who?" Cheng's mother was stunned, and a worried look flashed across her eyebrows: "Zhou Junkun?"

"Yes!" Cheng Xushu replied, "he's my cousin. He doesn't care about me!"

"Xiaoshu, you..." Cheng's mother wanted to say something else, but she didn't think it was a good time to say it, so she swallowed all the words she had to say and said softly, "don't be afraid, Xiaoshu, mom will give you an explanation."

"Yes." Cheng Xushu nodded her head, only feeling that her head was really painful.

It's really painful every second. I'm looking forward to being faster and faster

Cheng's mother looks out of the window with deep and complicated eyes.

Zhou Junkun It's not a fuel-efficient lamp

At the same time, in a small bar in Z City, Zhou Junkun is sitting on the edge and watching the vulgar performance on the stage. His eyebrows are full of disdain.

Generally, bars start to open at 8 or 9 o'clock, but these small bars start to open after 6 o'clock. The business hours are 10 hours until 4 o'clock the next morning.

The cheap labor force, the goods that attract also is general very.

The bar is not very authentic. The surrounding high school students will come to play. There are also some migrant workers who come to relax after work.

The air is full of cheap taste, and the scenery and lighting without artistic sense make Zhou Junkun, who is used to going to high-end places, feel uncomfortable.

When he gets home in the evening, he must take a good hot bath.

It's really tough.

Dirty.

"Beer?" A wine girl came to Zhou Junkun and asked.

Zhou Junkun looked up at her, and found that he was not looking for someone, so he snorted, "go away."

“……” The little beer girl couldn't help turning a white eye, turned around and walked away, muttering as she walked away: "there are a few stinking money. It's a fart. It's dressed like a dog, stupid B! "

This noisy music covers the voice of the Beer girl, and Zhou Junkun just continues to sit there.

After about ten minutes, another beer girl came here. She was wearing the same uniform as the previous girl. She should have yellow bra, low waist leather skirt. The leather skirt is very short. As long as she bends down, she can see it all.

The girl's hair is tied with a high ponytail and her face is painted with light makeup. She puts a bunch of beer on the table and asks, "do you want beer?"

Zhou Junkun looks up at the girl's face, hooks the corner of his mouth, and points his head: "yes."

"How much?" Asked the girl.

"I want as much as you have." Zhou Junkun sneered.

The girl frowned slightly, and a look of impatience flashed in her eyes: "if you want beer, you can buy wine with money. If you want to make a fool of others, you can go out and turn left. You are not welcome here."

"Hum." Zhou Junkun sneers and escapes a stack of red RMB from his coat pocket and puts it on the table: "these are not enough."

The girl frowned slightly and looked at the money on the table. She saw that it could cost 10000 yuan: "these can kill you."

"Ha ha." Zhou Junkun smiled: "I have all the money you want."

"What do you want?" Asked the girl.

"Do me a favor." Zhou Junkun said, "five hundred thousand, will you?"

“……” Cold not Ding hears this number, the girl is also one Leng: "what do you want to do!"

"What can I do for you?" Zhou Junkun stood up and pointed at the money on the table and said, "this is a gift for meeting, just when I invite Miss Zhuang ya to have tea." Once again, he took out a business card from his pocket. Zhou Junkun put the card on the ten thousand yuan and said, "if Miss Zhuang Ya thinks about calling me."

After that, Zhou Junkun turned around and walked out of the bar.

Once out of the bar, Zhou Junkun thought the air in Z city was really fresh.

"Wow! Zhuang ya! You did! So much money! " A little beer girl with two ponytails came up and said in surprise.

Zhuang Ya frowned: "Lingling, I'll go out for a while, and the boss will stop me for a while." Then he picked up the money and business card on the table and chased them out.

"Received ~" Lingling is very talkative: "remember to invite me to have a snack!"

"Good." Zhuang Ya walked out of the bar and saw Zhou Junkun's back at a glance: "Hello! Hello! Who is that? Wait a minute! Hello! "

Zhou Junkun hears Zhuang Ya's voice, but he doesn't stop at all. He gets on the side of the road and goes away.

"Cough." Zhuangya didn't catch up with others, but she ate the dust for a while.

Zhuang Ya stood on the side of the road and looked at the money in her hand. Although she had no culture, she also knew that her hands were short and there would be no pie in the sky.

This money, she can't accept, say anything should be returned to that talent line.

Run back to the bar again, get into the dressing room, Zhuang Ya takes out the mobile phone in the bag and dials through the mobile phone on the business card.

After three rings, Zhou Junkun answered the phone: "Miss Zhuang ya, have you thought about it so soon?"

"I don't want your money. Come back and take it away." Said Zhuang ya.

"That's not good." Zhou Junkun smiled: "that money is for Miss Zhuang ya to drink tea. There is no reason to take back the sent things."

"What do you have in mind?" Zhuang Ya asked.

"Miss Zhuang ya, don't worry. You won't let you do anything harmful. Whether you promise or not, the money is yours. It's just a gift. You don't have to worry about it." Said Zhou Junkun.

"Then you say, what do you want me to do." Zhuang Ya pinched the thick money in her hand and became greedy.