In City H, in the small karaoke hall where Qin Wantian visited for the last time, there was still the same private room, the same set of speakers, and Lao Gu was still sitting in the same seat, singing at the top of his lungs.
"Squeak!"
The door opened, and in the dark private room, a figure walked in, sat next to Lao Gu, picked up a bottle of beer, wiped the mouth of the bottle with his hand, and took a big sip.
"Buzz!"
Lao Gu insisted on finishing the song, then placed the microphone on the marble table, slowly picked up the teapot, poured the tea, and asked casually: "Did you do what happened at the train station?"
"...Haha, how did you know?" The figure was stunned for a moment and asked with a smile.
"Who asked you to do it?" Lao Gu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked in a calm voice.
"...Twenty million, let me do it!" The figure was silent for a moment, turned to look at the vague outline of Lao Gu, and said lightly.
"Without me, you can't take away 20 million!!" Lao Gu turned his head and looked at the blurry figure, paused, and said slowly.
"Haha, Meng Fei, Zhang Xu, Xiao Wu, the old man in the nursing home, Hong Tao, if you die each of them is 20 million, for this money, I don't think I need to fucking talk to you!!"
"I said you can't take it away, so you can't take it away!" Lao Gu repeated again.
"...Haha, what, you are a safe?" the figure asked angrily.
"The contract is in the hands of the lawyer. If one of the five people dies, if I sign it, the lawyer will give the money. If I don't sign, he can't give the money. On the other hand, if none of the five people dies, it's useless if I sign. Do you understand?"
Lao Gu took another sip of tea and explained.
"What do you do??" the figure frowned and asked a little confused.
"Papa!" Lao Gu put down the tea cup, reached out and patted the figure's shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice: "Is the money easy to spend?"
"Haha, I really hope the money is my father!!" The figure said with a smile and mockingly.
"Treat your brother Gu well, so that your brother Gu can be your father!!" Lao Gu said, patting the figure's thigh.
"Then...Brother Gu, what's your approach?" The figure put his big face forward and asked slowly.
"Are you very careful about the matter at the train station?" Lao Gu asked, lowering his head and rubbing his hands.
"Young Zhou, I just want to give it a try and see if I can do it this way!!"
"The results of it??"
"You can certainly be tortured to death, but the problem is that even if you're tortured to death, you won't be able to leave. These five bastards are surrounded by people!" the figure said angrily.
"Haha! Come, let me discuss something with you!" Lao Gu nodded and smiled, and started to discuss with the figure in whispers.
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Shenyang, Caesar.
I was sitting in the office, stood up, rubbed my head, and asked Dakang: "When will Ma Fei and the others come out?"
"Isn't this May Day? All departments are on holiday. We will go to work on the 7th, so we can come out!!" Dakang said as if he hadn't woken up.
"Hurry up and sort it out, there are so many things!" I urged.
"Okay, I'll call Brother Bao!" Dakang nodded and said, then paused, raised his head and asked: "Is there any news from Sir Alex? Do you want shares or money?
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"...He and Hi Wang, they are really a couple, nothing serious at all. I've been urging him several times, but I'm still not sure. I guess I have to go through 51 and finish the meeting."
Decision!!" I leaned against the desk and replied casually.
"Do you think there are more people in that area?"
"...We should be able to ask for money! They are short of money for the salad oil project!" I thought for a long time and said slowly.
"If you want money, that's the best! At worst, we tighten our belts and work hard in JB for a year, and the money will come back. Twenty shares is a bit expensive!" After Brother Xu escaped from danger, everyone put their minds aside.
When it comes to shares, no one wants a stranger to come and mess with it.
"Well, I'll talk to Sir Wei later!" I was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"I'm leaving first. I'm going to play poker in the evening!"
"Why are you still playing this?"
"Let's play jb. They are all from the fucking police station. If they are short of money, they will definitely come to me to play poker. These people are so damn tired of living. Why are they bothering so much? If you just ask for it, how can I not give you anything?
!" Dakang said irritably.
"I went to Beijing a few days ago and went to a nightclub with Lord Wei. The way they operate is quite interesting. Drinking with girls is free, but there is a donation box at the door. Please donate to the compatriots who suffered in the disaster area.
A love, a donation starting from 1,000... You see how many people are good at doing business. After all, the lady suddenly transforms into a counselor of the soul! She drinks with you for free, touches each other's thighs, and goes whoring.
Clients are not called prostitutes. Clients donate a thousand dollars to a nightclub and get a charity certificate. When they go home, they can explain the flow of funds to their wife. Things are still the same, but everyone seems to have suddenly become more sophisticated. Damn, now
This man, Zhang Mazi, whose back is so stiff that he lets bullets fly, how do you say that?!"
"Stand and make money!!" Dakang was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"Yes, you can make money while standing!" I nodded and said with emotion.
"...Haha, fuck! I think you don't recognize yourself anymore!" Dakang curled his lips and said, turned around and left.
"Well, the biggest reason why male tigers and female tigers can't communicate is that the tiger's flaws are innate and cannot be made up for...!" I looked at Dakang's back, rolled my eyelids, and was extremely worried.
He said something contemptuously.
...
On the other side, Wang Mumu, Zhouzhou, and Binbin were sitting in the lounge on the second floor, staring at the chat room together.
"What's up? Are these breasts big? Look at them! They're so swollen from the slap!!" Zhouzhou pointed at the screen and drank papaya milk, baring his teeth and saying.
"Fuck you, why are you talking so wet?? I've been searching for a long time, but I can't even find where my breasts are! This is a dick, can you tell them to change someone?" Wang Mumu said on the stool next to Wang Mumu's crotch.
Three electric fans were placed on the bed, and he turned around and yelled excitedly.
"Is it from your family? Just change someone if you tell me to!" Zhouzhou rolled his eyes and said.
"This has a song request function. If you give the host some props, such as a villa, a private yacht, etc., you can ask for a replacement!!" Binbin explained.
"...**!! Are you kidding?? Do you have the money to buy a villa?? Do I still have to stick around here?? I can go directly to the Sanya Haitian Feast!!" Wang Mumu said firmly.
"...It's a prop, virtual, fake. A villa only costs more than a hundred yuan, fuck!" Zhouzhou explained.
"...Do you have money??" Wang Mumu was silent for a moment, blinked his triangular eyes, and asked the other two people.