In the impression of the boss lady, Helanara's extraordinary temperament and gorgeous appearance will definitely rank in the top three. Being able to have her can be seen with this man's strength.
After thinking, the boss's wife walked up to Qianjun in person and asked with a smile: "Young Master, are you looking for someone? Or are you here to play? I think the young master is familiar with you, I must have been there before-"
"I'll look for Long Xiaotian!" Qianjun interrupted the boss's wife. He had never understood who had the courage to take such a domineering name, which was actually very stupid?!
"Young Master Long?"
Hearing the three words Long Xiaotian, the female proprietress's face changed suddenly. Her flattering expression just now became very strange, but she quickly changed into a smile and said, "Wait a minute, I
Then he called Mr. Long and said that there were customers looking for him."
"No need, tell me the room and I'll go find it myself." Qianjun refused.
"Okay, Mr. Long and his friends are in the second floor of the Supreme Emperor's private room. Please find it yourself!" The female boss was still smiling, but his tone had become a little indifferent.
After Qianjun and Helanna were pulled away, the female boss said, "Let me prepare gauze cleaning items later."
"What's wrong?" The front desk waitress was in confusion.
"If I guess correctly, I will die if I'm going to guess." The female boss replied casually, "I'm going to die, like a dead dog."
Before Long Xiaotian came, he had told the female boss that someone would come to him later, and asked the female boss to prepare disinfection and bandage the stretcher and other things, and then told the female boss directly that he would kill someone later.
The one who wants to kill is naturally the one who comes to find him.
So when the female boss heard Qianjun was coming to find Long Xiaotian, his previous respectful expression immediately became strange, and he was too lazy to greet him. Because there was no need to establish a good relationship with a dying person.
As for whether Long Xiaotian needs to call the police after killing someone? That's a joke. The Long family and their sidelines have the ability to cover the sky in the south of Guangdong. Killing individuals is as ordinary as eating vegetables. As long as they are covered well, they don't need to
Bear any consequences. Because there are always countless people queuing up to handle their funeral.
According to the instructions of the female boss, Qianjun and Helanara soon arrived at the door of Room 2. This was a supreme private room. Qianjun clearly remembered that the average hourly consumption was 50,000 yuan, which was enough to cover it.
Getting this kind of private room is enough to prove how huge wealth Long Xiaotian has.
The door was closed and not closed. There were countless men and women talking and laughing loudly inside, and some people were singing. The deafening sound almost overturned the entire second floor, but no one dared to stop them.
Qianjun took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Bang...bang bang..."
No one responded. The noise inside was too loud and no one heard it.
Qianjun raised his hand and knocked on the door again. Finally, someone shouted loudly inside: "Fuck! The man is singing, which bastard is coming to harass him?!"
After a while, a gap was opened, and a man with seven earrings stuck out his head, looked up and down, and asked with his eyes horizontally: "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Long Xiaotian." Qianjun had no expression on his face.
"Look for my brother?" Earrings looked Qianjun up and down, and suddenly said with a smile: "I understand, you are my brother's rival, right? Haha... Fuck you, die! My brother is waiting for the fun
You have been long!" After saying that, he opened the door cursingly.
Qianjun took Helanara into the Supreme Emperor's private room, and the little pony driver who was driving quickly followed him into the room. Qianjun glanced in and found that the private room was indeed luxurious, spacious and bright, with all facilities on the wall. The original calligraphy and paintings of famous artists worth hundreds of millions of yuan are hung to create the atmosphere.
Turning his eyes to everyone around him, he found that everyone's movements stopped and his eyes stared at him. There was teasing, sarcasm, contempt, and pitifulness in those eyes... But Qianjun would never do it These people took it seriously. His eyes instantly froze in the center of the leather sofa. A beautiful woman holding hands tightly by a man. She looked frightened and shook her hands with her hands, trying to grab her from the other one with her hands. The man threw his hand out of his hand. But the man grabbed it tightly and couldn't shake it off at all.
This person is Lin Zhiruo. Qianjun met her at the airport of the imperial capital that day, because he wanted to meet with the leaders of the Republic and did not have time to contact her too much. Only then did he have time to look at Lin Zhiruo for the first time.
Having not seen each other for a year and a half, Lin Zhiruo was obviously more mature than before, but she was much haggard. At this moment, her eyes were also facing thousands of soldiers and intersecting each other. There was a scent of indescribable sarcasm, sadness, and joy in her eyes. Sweet, sad... Tears rolled in my eyes twice, and fell down my face one by one...
However, when her eyes suddenly saw Helanara behind Qianjun, she was stunned at first, and then a sense of despair and anger flashed in her eyes. She quickly turned her face. When she turned her face back again, she quickly turned her face back. , it has become unscathed or even cold.
Without waiting for Qianjun to speak, Long Xiaotian, who was holding Lin Zhiruo's hand, had already stood up. He held the wine glass in his other hand, looking graceful: "I guess you are Zhiruo's ex-boyfriend?"
"No." Qianjun looked at Long Xiaotian indifferently and said, "I am her future husband."
Qianjun is confident in speaking, and he has never been used to being modest.
"It's your mother's pussy, grass mud horse, I'm still your grandfather!" The earrings pointed at Qianjun's nose and cursed. The swear words suddenly caused a burst of laughter from the young master present.
"Hehe..." Long Xiaotian's mouth bent, and he sarcastically became obscure. He stretched out his hand: "Hello. My name is Long Xiaotian."
"Although I don't know if it was your grandfather or your father who gave you the name, I still want to say that your name is really like a piece of shit." Qianjun did not shake hands with Long Xiaotian, he did not It is necessary to keep a hypocritical face in front of these enemies.
"You, Cao Mu, you, dare to scold my brother?" Long Xiaotian's face changed, and his earrings had already jumped up to pinch Qianjun's neck. Qianjun didn't say anything, and the most classic slap movement of flying his hands shone on the earrings. slapped hard on his face—
Never drag on the mud.
With a "pop", the earrings screamed "Oh my god". The whole body was blown away, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and lying on the ground in pain.