Zhao Meng teases the strings of the piano.

“There are still many things I want to say but haven’t said yet.

I want to write a song

People sing gently and remember it lightly

Even if I finally forgot it

...”

The person who sang Lee's "Hill" was "Lesson".

Zhao Meng's smoky voice is very charming.

After singing, people will calm down and listen to her singing.

When the chorus was sung, the two looked at each other and sang together.

"Although I have turned white after crossing the hill.

Chattering is not the sorrow of me

Before I could see immortality, I lost myself first

...”

Wang Han's voice is low and magnetic, and singing this kind of song is also very interesting. Listening with your eyes closed will give people the feeling of a weather-beaten old man telling a story.

The end of a song.

Zhao Meng's cigarette ended and lost his mind for a long time. Zhao Meng smiled and said, "Every time I hear you sing, I always feel that you are a person with a story."

Wang Han shot the ashes, "How can I hook up with the little girl if I don't have any stories?"

Zhao Meng smiled and took it out and forwarded a number to Wang Han.

"This person is a popular young actress, very easy to talk to, and very good people. She has more than 10 million fans on the Internet. If the price is, I will tell her and give you a friendly price."

"Thank you, Sister Meng."

"What are you talking to me about thanks, have two drinks?"

"OK."

Wang Han is refreshing.

Zhao Meng brought two bottles of vodka, "This one is the only one left, just drink it."

After opening the bottle, Zhao Meng took a big sip, wiped her mouth and looked at Wang Han, "Drink."

"You are drinking like a Russian."

Zhao Mengzhan smiled, lit another cigarette, and looked at the empty bar with a little lost consciousness.

This bar is her hard work and has been open for many years. It is fake to say that there is no love.

Wang Han didn't ask Zhao Meng why she took the bar. Since she didn't want to say it, there was no need to ask.

"Sister Meng, have you contacted the buyer?"

"I have a friend who wants to buy it, but she can't get all the money. I have to find another friend who agrees to join the business with her."

Wang Han looked around, "How much does it cost?"

"You really want to buy it?" Zhao Meng asked.

Wang Han nodded, "Why am I lying to you?"

"Nine million are missing."

"I bought it." Wang Han said happily.

Zhao Meng supported her head with one hand, took a sip of wine, and looked at Wang Han, "Yes, but I still have one request."

"you say."

"You have to keep the employees in the past, they all followed me all the way."

Wang Han nodded happily, "No problem, give me the account, I will transfer the money to you now."

Zhao Meng took a sip of wine and suddenly laughed, "Your personality is quite similar to another bar owner, they are all very straightforward. Let's sign the contract first."

Wang Han signed the contract and transferred the money easily.

"Where is another boss?" Wang Han asked by the way.

Zhao Meng handed the contract to Wang Han, "The other boss is a big beauty! If you develop and develop well with her, you might even get sparks."

Wang Han put out the cigarette butts and forwarded the contact information given by Zhao Meng to Xiong Miaoyin, asking Xiong Miaoyin to talk as soon as possible.

We must cultivate Xiong Miaoyin as soon as possible. Wang Han can be the boss.

A loud noise came from the doorway.

I saw a handsome young man walking in with a few people.

After seeing the young man, Wang Han joked, "Sister Meng, your little boyfriend is here."

Zhao Meng showed a hint of self-deprecation in her faint drunken eyes.

The young man came over.

Just straight to the point, "Where is the money."

"It's getting together." Zhao Meng lit another cigarette.

As soon as he took a slap, the young man suddenly slapped him and knocked away the newly lit cigarette.

"I said, I'll see the money before twelve o'clock tonight! Otherwise, I'll prepare to sue."

Zhao Meng took a sip of wine, "Can you give the money, where is the contract?"

The young man licked his gums with his tongue, "I didn't bring it, give me the money first."

"Send the contract here, and we will give you money when we terminate the contract."

"The horse is a grass mud! Who gave you the courage to negotiate with me!"

The young man slapped Zhao Meng in the face without saying a word.

Wang Han stood up with cold eyes.

Zhao Meng held Wang Han's wrist and said, "This is my own private matter."

The young man looked up and down at Wang Han, and said arrogantly, "What do you want to do? Are you showing off? I seem to remember you. You came once a month ago, right? You didn't deliver the takeaway? You came here without going to deliver the takeaway.

Here is a dry chicken feather? Is this a place you can come to? You can spend here by earning a few dollars a day?"

When Zhao Meng met Wang Han, it was Wang Han who had just returned to China and had not delivered takeout yet. When he met Zhao Meng, his little boyfriend, Wang Han had already put on a yellow robe and started delivering takeout. Zhao Meng never looked at any profession when making friends, and did not ask.

When the other party went in the past, it didn't matter if he had a ragged appetite, and he didn't care about these things, so he didn't tell her boyfriend that Wang Han was actually a young man.

Zhao Meng said coldly, "Xi Qiang, if you have anything to do, come to me, don't attack my friends."

"My friend, your mother, friend, don't talk nonsense, give me money! Oh, by the way, my third brother said, he likes your bar very much, it can be worth five million."

Zhao Meng sneered, "Sorry, I've sold this bar."

"If you sell it, you will come back. What I said just now is very clear. Third brother fell in love with this bar."

"Stop dreaming."

Xi Qiang suddenly pinched Zhao Meng's neck.

"You fucking have to fight me, right?"

Zhao Meng was spit out her pinched tongue, grabbed the wine bottle and looked at Xi Qiang's head.

With a snap.

The wine bottle cracked.

Xi Qiang was also opened.

"I * your mother!"

Xi Qiang covered his head and roared, "Kill her for me!"

Several strong men behind him took action at the same time, regardless of whether Zhao Meng was a woman, he would punch and kick him when he came up.

Wang Han was furious and picked up the high stool at his hand and opened a strong man.

He knocked a few strong men to the ground in just a few seconds.

Wang Han grabbed the high stool with one hand and pointed at the few people, "What is bullying women?"

Xi Qiang covered his head, "You are a stinky delivery guy, you don't even look at it even if you are looking for death, right?"

Wang Han was still going to take action, but Zhao Meng caught him.

"Wang Han, they are from the Brotherhood."

Xi Qiang saw Wang Han pausing and laughed arrogantly, "Are you scared? Now you know it's too late."
To be continued...