In the thirteenth section, Zhu Hai held the cup to persuade Hou Ying to come down
Zhang Yue went out to ask Jiang Menshen and his cousin about Chen Weidong and Zhao Shanhe. They made an appointment to meet at Ziyueliang. Ziyue is the venue for Zhang Yueqiao. Usually, these people always eat here if they have something to do.
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It is said that when Zhang Yue arrived at Zi Yue, Jiang Menshen and his cousin had already drunk a lot of suffocation.
"Is there any news about Chen Weidong and Zhao Shanhe?" Since the incident with Fugui, Zhang Yue has not laughed for many days and has been drooping his face.
"Zhao Shanhe and Chen Weidong both ran away. It is said that Zhao Shanhe went to the south, and Chen Weidong should not have run too far, but he couldn't find anyone for a while." My cousin was a little dejected.
"Boss Song asked someone to come to me and said he wanted to talk to me." Zhang Yue said, "Are you going to talk to him?" my cousin asked.
"Yeah..." In fact, Zhang Yue always thought that Boss Song was not the culprit, but when he couldn't find Zhao Shanhe and Chen Weidong, Zhang Yue really wanted to ask Boss Song to vent his anger, but after all, he agreed to Sun Dawei and Boss Song to talk.
no way
"Brother, Fugui is the one I introduced to Fugui, and I took this path. Now that Fugui's hands have completely destroyed him. He is an orphan. I must avenge his grudge!" Cousin said to him.
The best relationship with Fugui, my cousin will never forget the way he introduced Fugui to Zhang Yue a few years ago, Fugui cried to him, and he will never forget the way when Zhang Yue bought clothes for Fugui.
The scene, I will never forget the thin figure who always rushed to the front in the fights afterwards.
"The revenge of wealth and honor must be avenged and captured Zhao Shanhe. I will smash his hands and feet." Zhang Yue grinded his teeth
Zhang Yue's feelings for Fugui are even greater than his cousin's cousin's past few days whenever Zhang Yue sees Fugui's blood-seeking right hands and the black and helpless eyes when he looks at him, Zhang Yue's heart is as if he is shattered.
"This child is so life-threatening." Zhang Yue said to Zhao Hongbing and others more than once
"Wait a minute, I'll go out and get a paging." Zhang Yue's paging rang
Ten minutes later, Zhang Yue came back
"Dawei's phone number, he just called the person surnamed Song. I told him that the person surnamed Song would come over for a while now, and the person surnamed Song should arrive." Zhang Yue finished speaking expressionlessly
"Waiter!! Two more bottles of white wine!!!" my cousin shouted loudly to the outside of the private room. He had just finished drinking a bottle of white wine. Jiang Menshen and his cousin were still continuing to drink and drink in silence.
An hour later, Boss Song, wearing a expensive suit, arrived. Although the suit was expensive, it was extremely unfit. It seemed like it was borrowed. Sun Dawei was also with him. Boss Song didn't dare to come alone, so he insisted on it.
It is said that Boss Song was wearing a yellowish suit that day, with a bright red shirt inside, a black tie, and a pair of white sneakers at the foot. Later, Zhang Yue from Nike said that he met Boss Song.
At first glance, I remembered the word "local tyrants and evil gentry" that he often said when he was a child, "beat local tyrants, divide the land, and avenge wealth." At that time, Zhang Yue thought so
"Zhang Yue, this is Boss Song, let's meet him." As soon as Sun Dawei entered the door, he quickly introduced "Boss Zhang, he has arrived long ago?" Boss Song greeted Zhang Yue with a smile.
"Well..." Zhang Yue didn't even raise his head, but snorted softly, and continued to drink the white wine in small sips with his wine glass.
"I'm really sorry. In fact, the matter of Fugui is a completely misunderstanding. I originally asked Zhao Shanhe to discuss peace with you..." Boss Song smiled and handed the cigarette to Zhang Yue.
"Is there a fucking talk like this?!" Jiang Menshen, who had a irritable personality, roared angrily like a bell
Boss Song was startled, his hands trembled, and the cigarette just handed out fell to the ground
"...I mean, since this matter has been made, I have my responsibility. I am willing to pay for the medical expenses of Fugui, etc. Boss Zhang, just say a count..." He was startled by Jiang Menshen.
Boss Song quickly said good things
"The surname of Song is an orphan. He has been working with me. Now you find someone to crippled his hand and what should he do if he will do the rest of his life?" Zhang Yue still didn't look up, his voice was not loud.
"Boss Zhang, I really want to ask Zhao Shanhe and the others to negotiate with you..." Boss Song is always defending himself for innocence. "X, your mother, don't talk about those useless people! Did you find someone?" Song
Just as the boss was halfway through his words, Jiang Menshen roared again
"Boss Zhang, then what you mean is..." Boss Song said timidly with fear
"Fugui is now disabled and can't work with me anymore. I have to find him a living. If the surname Song, please give your nightclub to Fugui!" Zhang Yue sighed and said slowly.
After playing with the wine glass in his hand, he still didn't look at Boss Song.
"Boss Zhang, this is a bit too much." The Paris nightclub was built by Boss Song invested more than 1 million yuan. This is Boss Song's lifeblood. When he heard that Zhang Yue actually wanted his nightclub, he was indeed a little unacceptable.
"Oh..." Zhang Yue stopped talking again
My cousin turned around and walked out
"Boss Zhang, look at this..." Boss Song felt a little embarrassed when he saw his cousin turning around and walking out, but seeing this, Boss Song still didn't want to transfer to his nightclub
In a blink of an eye, the curtain of the hotel was opened, and Boss Song saw a pair of bloodshot eyes. This was his cousin who was already shaking when walking. His cousin was spraying alcohol and holding a kitchen knife in his hand.
Before Boss Song could react, his wrist was firmly grasped by his cousin. His cousin didn't say anything nonsense. He swung the kitchen knife and slashed directly at Boss Song's back of his hand. This knife was extremely fierce and
My cousin with a good relationship with Fugui wanted to cut off Boss Song's palm with this knife
Although Boss Song tried hard to pull his hand back, he was still hit by the knife.
"Ao" Boss Song screamed like a pig. Although he failed to cut off his fist-clenched hand, he at least broke his palm bones.
"Don't fucking move!" Jiang Menshen stood up suddenly, picked up the triangular scraper and pointed it at Boss Song's neck.
Sun Dawei, who came to help with the negotiation, rushed up and hugged Jiang Menshen's waist.
"Zhang Yue..." Sun Dawei, who was holding Jiang Menshen's waist, almost begging to Zhang Yue and said that Zhang Yue ignored it, as if nothing had happened in front of him, playing with the wine glass in his hand
"Let your hand go!" Jiang Menshen's knife roared Jiang Menshen's knife had already stabbed into the flesh of Boss Song's neck.
Boss Song's hand was pressed on the table by his cousin, and he slowly spread his hand out. Boss Song saw that Jiang Menshen really dared to stab him to death.
"Cut one by one!" Jiang Menshen said, "Zhang Yue..." Sun Dawei was about to cry
Zhang Yue continued to stare at the wine glass without raising his head, let alone answering
"Ao!"
"Bang!"
A scream, a crisp sound of Boss Song's little finger on his left hand was cut off by his cousin, and he had already separated from his body.
My cousin took the second blow
"Stop chopping, I agree, I agree!" Boss Song was sweating at this time, and his usually red face turned into purple with pain.
When Zhang Yue heard this, he raised the wine glass that he had been playing with for a long time. He raised his head and drank the wine in his mouth. Zhang Yue waved his hand and signaled his cousin to stop.
"Why?" Zhang Yue said lightly
"I will give you 50,000 yuan tomorrow, and your nightclub will be given to Fugui." Zhang Yue continued to say Zhang Yue, and finally glanced at Boss Song in person.
"Yeah..." Boss Song barely squeezed out a "Yeah" with his fingers connected to the heart.
Zhang Yue gently picked up the chopped-off little finger on the table with his thumb and index finger.
"Your, take it." Zhang Yue handed the bloody finger to Boss Song.
It is said that the bloody little finger was curled up
Three minutes ago, this finger was still growing on Boss Song's hand for three minutes, Boss Song could only hold this finger in his hand.