In the west district of Yanjing, a high-walled compound.

Zhao Minglei drove his car here and honked the horn twice at the closed door of the courtyard. When he came out, he looked inside and saw that it was Zhao Minglei who opened the door and let him in. He parked the car in the yard inside. Zhao Minglei held the car key and walked windily.

Walked down.

"Brother Minglei, why do you have time to come over and play today?" A young man about the same age as Zhao Minglei stood in the yard and asked with a smile. At the same time, his eyes fell on the car that Zhao Minglei was driving, with incomparable envy in his eyes.

This is a Lada, exactly the same model as Luo Yang's car, but in this era small cars are a status symbol, and such good cars are rare in the whole of Yanjing.

"Quan Zi, why don't you go in?" Zhao Minglei asked the other party with a smile.

Quan Zi pointed towards the building: "I came here early and have been playing for a long time. I just came out and it's too stuffy inside. Let's get some fresh air outside."

"Here!" Zhao Minglei stretched out his hand and threw a pack of cigarettes to Quan Zi. Quan Zi took it and saw that it was a pack of red and white Marlboros, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Brother Lei, I heard that you have made a fortune now. Can you help your little brother earn some pocket money sometime?" Quanzi took a cigarette and sniffed it under his nose. Not to mention that Marlboro is good.

The taste is just different from ordinary cigarettes.

"Okay! Let's find some time to chat when we have free time. We are all our own people, and don't talk about whether to bring it or not?" Zhao Minglei agreed without even thinking about it. Quan Zi was stunned and suddenly beamed with joy. This Zhao Minglei has made a fortune in business.

Many people in the wealthy circles know about it and are jealous.

"Thank you, Brother Minglei. Brother Minglei, let me know when you are free. I'm available at any time, hehe..." Quan Zi asked while the iron was hot. Zhao Minglei smiled and patted his shoulder: "Okay, just wait for me.

Let me know, I’ve gone in beforehand.”

"Okay, brother Minglei, don't forget, I'm waiting for your news!" Quan Zi happily watched Zhao Minglei go upstairs.

Zhao Minglei raised his hand to express that he understood, but he didn't take it to heart at all. Quan Zi was an inconspicuous little character in their circle. Although he was barely considered a member of the circle, he was still a marginal figure. Such a little person

It didn't seem to be of much help to Zhao Minglei. Those words just now were just prevarication.

Pushing the door open and walking into the small building, compared to the tranquility outside, the door behind opened and faced a wave of heat and deafening music.

"Ali! Alibaba! Alibaba is a happy young man... Oh oh oh oh... Open sesame! Open sesame...!"

In the passionate contemporary Divine Comedy, a group of men and women in colorful clothes kept twisting and swaying wildly under the dim light, mixed with the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, sweat, and perfume that filled the room.

, making people feel as if a group of demons are dancing around.

The Divine Comedy is the Divine Comedy, catchy.

After Zhao Minglei entered the door, he couldn't see the people inside for a while because of the light problem, so he subconsciously stopped. But in less than a minute, Zhao Minglei subconsciously started twisting to the rhythm of the Divine Comedy, his head was like a chicken pecking at rice.

At one o'clock, he chanted "open sesame, open sesame, open sesame" along with the song.

After a while, with shouts of ooh and ooh from everyone, the song finally ended.

The next song is a soothing song, "Small Town Story" by Teresa Teng.

When the music sounded, the men and women who had just danced began to hug each other one by one, swaying to the rhythm of the music, and performed a "face-to-face dance." While dancing, the men and women also made

These indescribable actions, this scene is simply eye-catching.

"Hi! Minglei, why are you here?" Just as Zhao Minglei was trying to find his target in the crowd, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Haha, it's Brother Hu." Zhao Minglei naturally knew this man. Hu Yaoqing, the owner of this place, was also one of the disciples.

Hu Yaoqing's reputation in the circle is not small, although it is not as good as Zhang Liming, it is similar.

However, Hu Yaoqing is different from Zhang Liming. The latter entered the official career early, but Hu Yaoqing has no interest in the official career at all. What he likes most is eating, drinking and having fun. On weekdays, he often holds dance parties and the like here, gathering a large group of people to dance and drink.

Drink and do things that make people happy.

"Boy, I heard that your business in Dashilan is good. Why are you here today free?" Hu Yaoqing asked with a smile, patting Zhao Minglei on the shoulder.

"Haha, what you said is just to do some small business to make a living. It's not as exaggerated as you said. If you don't believe it, you will know if you have time to visit me." Facing Hu Yaoqing, Zhao Minglei did not dare to

He was as casual as Quan Zi outside, and answered with a low-key smile.

"Hahaha, are you afraid that I won't be able to steal your business? If I had this idea, I would have done it a long time ago. Don't worry, you do your business and I will do mine. Now that I'm here, let's have fun and have a good time."

Zhao Minglei's little thoughts were seen through by Hu Yaoqing. He smiled and shook his head, then patted Zhao Minglei's hand.

Hu Yaoqing smiled at him, and then suddenly grabbed a young girl passing by. When the girl subconsciously exclaimed, Hu Yaoqing pulled the girl into his arms with a strong pull, and groped up and down dishonestly with his hands, hugging her.

The smiling girl swayed towards the middle of the hall with dance steps...

Looking at this scene, Zhao Minglei couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and cursed Hu Yaoqing as a "beast" in his stomach, but Shicheng's body made him feel hot in his lower abdomen, and he was extremely envious of Hu Yaoqing's chicness.

In the past six months, Zhao Minglei has changed a lot. From the initial bright and promising college student of Capital University in everyone's eyes, he has become more practical.

Especially when the business in Dashilan became more and more prosperous, and Zhao Minglei had more and more money in his hands, and as his horizons in society opened up, his mentality also changed.

Zhao Minglei may have had personality problems before, but fundamentally he was still a relatively progressive young man. But now Zhao Minglei has become different from before. He pays attention to practicality and interests, and he understands what is called maneuvering and interests.

exchange.

Looking back on himself back then, Zhao Minglei had to admit that he was too naive. Although he had certain methods and ideas at that time, now it seems that these are just childish things.

After making a fool of himself, Zhao Minglei's life at school was very difficult. Not only did he become a joke to all the teachers and students in the school, but his position in the student union was also in jeopardy.

But now all this has disappeared. As Zhao Minglei got on Zhang Liming's line, and the business in Dashilan was booming, Zhang Liming, who had benefited, quickly helped him solve the problems within the student union, which made Zhao Minglei

Not only did he keep his position as a member of the student union, but he also received a promise of a job assignment after graduation next year.

All this is the result of Zhao Minglei's change. Looking at himself now, and then looking at himself before, Zhao Minglei feels that he was really stupid before. If he had known this, he might even be the president of the student union. How could he have fallen behind?

To the point of embarrassment before?

But it's not too late. Zhang Liming must hug this thick thigh. With this support, Zhao Minglei is confident that his future path will be smoother.

After searching around the hall, Zhao Minglei couldn't find the person he was looking for. When he was wondering, two men and three women came down the stairs leading to the second floor. Zhao Minglei's eyes lit up and he walked quickly.

"Juanzi!"

"Zhao Minglei? Why are you here?" Under the dim light, Wang Juan was dressed radiantly today, with a slight blush on her face. The same was true for the other two men and two women, and she could still smell a scent from their bodies.

The stock has a strange smell.

"I have something to talk to you about, business." Zhao Minglei said in a low voice, looked around and said, "Let's find a place to chat, it's too noisy here."

"Okay, why don't you go upstairs? It's quiet upstairs." Wang Juan said casually. As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and thin man laughed and said: "Juanzi, are you going too far? See the old man

My friend kicked me as a newcomer? What’s wrong? Didn’t I have enough fun just now? I didn’t say it bluntly enough, brother, I still have plenty of bullets here.”

"Go to hell! Go away! If you talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth apart!" Wang Juan scolded her rudely with a glare.

The man was stunned and didn't believe his ears. His face changed and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward to give Wang Juan a look. Another man quickly grabbed him and shouted at the man in a voice that only two people could hear.

Something was said in his ear, and the man's face suddenly became uncertain. He looked at Wang Juan and said nothing. He snorted and turned away with the woman beside him.

Wang Juan took Zhao Minglei up to the second floor. There were many rooms on the second floor, and there were several rooms on one side of the corridor. From time to time, there were strange sounds coming from these closed rooms. Zhao Minglei could only feel his mouth...

With a dry tongue, he tried his best to look straight.

The only unoccupied room that Wang Juan took Zhao Minglei into was probably where she and the others were having fun.

After entering the room, Wang Juan closed the door. As soon as the thick door was closed, the deafening music outside disappeared.

Wang Juan walked directly to the sofa by the window and sat down. Wang Juan took out a pack of cigarettes, lit it with a delicate lighter, and skillfully blew out a cloud of smoke and asked Zhao Minglei: "Tell me, why are you here in such a hurry?"

Are you looking for me?"

After entering the room, Zhao Minglei's eyes immediately fell on the big bed placed in the middle of the room. The bed was very messy. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a mess. The air in the room was filled with the smell that Wang Juan had just heard from Wang Juan.

They smell the same thing.

Zhao Minglei tried hard to look away from the bed, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it and took a deep breath, using the effect and smell of nicotine to divert his attention back from those messy things.

Open your mouth.

"Juanzi, our good opportunity has come!" Zhao Minglei lowered his voice and said to Wang Juan.

"What good opportunity?" Wang Juan flicked the ashes of her cigarette gracefully, looking calm.

"Of course it's a business matter. Do you remember what I told you last time? This matter will be done soon! Do you think it is a good opportunity?" Zhao Minglei smiled at Wang Juan and said.

"Are you talking about the thing about Xiangjiang Boss that I mentioned last time?" Wang Juan was slightly startled, and she also showed a look of surprise despite being surprised, and asked uncertainly.
Chapter completed!