Xiaowen drove the M6 and arrived at Benben Manchuyao in less than 20 minutes. After parking the car, Xiaowen grabbed the car keys and a box of Yunyao in a familiar manner and led the two of them into the Manchuyao Bar lobby.
"Hello, sir!"
"What a JB, you don't know me?" Xiao Wen frowned and replied, lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and asked the waiter: "Where is the third son?"
"The third brother is not here, the DJ has given up his choice, he went to another place to receive an emergency call!" the waiter replied.
"Did I keep my card deck?"
"Well, I'll keep it, I'll keep it!"
"Bring the stuff up to me quickly!" Xiao Wen urged with a bit of a bad attitude. He turned to Zhang Wei and said, "Let's go in first. I'll have a few friends coming later!"
"Wen, let's stop teasing your friends when we meet?!" Zhang Wei took Li Ying's hand and said tactfully. He didn't want to come originally, but when he came back this time, he happened to meet a friend.
, so I thought about it for a while before coming here.
"In our industry, many friends lead to many paths! Let me help you get to know each other. Maybe in the future, if you have anything to do in H City, they can help you!" Xiao Wen finished the sentence on his own initiative.
, Zhang Wei lowered his head and said nothing, while Li Ying was sleepy and dozed off again and again.
After the three of them entered the dance floor, they called Sanzi's manager and walked out of a private room. The waiter happened to see him and said: "Brother San, Xiaowen is here, I said you are not here!"
"Going in?" the manager asked with a burp.
"Well! Once we go in, how should we arrange it?"
"Just fool around, otherwise I heard that Zhang Wei is his brother, why the hell would I bother with him!!" The manager spat and said casually.
I don’t know when, Zhang Wei’s name became familiar to the gangsters in H City.
...
What Xiao Wen did was to take some of the "tire ice" from his previous home, change hands once, break it into chunks of crushed rock sugar, and then sell it to his next home, melt it with tinfoil, and stick it together.
It smells like traditional Chinese medicine, and what I do is not ordinary childbirth without sex. It lacks great virtue, so there are almost no repeat customers.
And what he did with Jichangzi at that time was simply incomparable. Jichangzhi was at least a small figure, and he could handle at least half a kilo. Don’t look at the second concubine’s bitching, but on the ice, he would definitely do it.
You can call him a real man with a dragon under his crotch.
As for Xiao Wen, he can get 20 or 30 grams at most. Twenty or thirty grams can bring him a profit of less than 3,000 yuan at most. It takes three years for more than 7 grams, and 50 grams is enough. This ***
Three thousand yuan, the price hidden behind it is at least ten years.
So when you see him driving a horse and wearing sleek clothes, it actually has nothing to do with his "work". It was all given to him by Aunt Zhang Wei who has been frugally spending her whole life.
The three of them sat on the card table and waited for a while. Some fake wine and fruit plates began to be served. Zhang Wei dragged his chin and chatted quietly with Li Ying, probably discussing salary settlement.
As for Xiaowen, he sat on the sofa and made a few calls. After a while, four or five young people of similar age to him came.
"Let me introduce to you, this is my cousin, Zhang Wei, who hangs out with Madman Xu in hh city!" Xiaowen shouted, holding a cigarette in his hand, and introduced him to his friends.
Everyone's eyes were confused for a while, and one of them asked: "Crazy Xu, who is he?"
"Fuck, let's stop talking. We have nothing in common!" Xiaowen suddenly lost interest and introduced several of his friends to Zhang Wei. Weiwei nodded politely and didn't remember them at all.
In a nightclub, if there are men, there must be women. Xiaowen wanted to show off, so he pooled some money with his friends and invited a group of girls with a table worth 200 yuan to come over and drink.
"Zizi! Where is Yinzi?" The sound in the room was deafening. Xiaowen hugged the girl and turned to ask a friend next to him.
"I don't know, let's go to work!" the young man named Zizi replied.
...
"Fuck, what's the point of playing this dryly! If you don't have enough energy, hurry up and show it off!" Yao Zhuo was nearly thirty years old at this time, and the wind and frost of the years had also left traces on his pig-kidney face.
He has only a few wrinkles, a good family background, and almost no abilities, but the more he works, the better he gets. Thanks to his father’s awesomeness, he dares to take any money in the criminal police team and play with any girl.
Because he is not living an ordinary adult life, Edison Chen's small face now looks more and more like Guo Degang. His belly has also grown. He has gained at least 30 to 40 pounds. He walks staggeringly and seems to be stuck in the head at any time.
The trash can next to it looked quite dangerous.
"Lao Liu is not here! I wonder if there is any good stuff!" The person next to him, listening to Yao Zhuo's words, wrapped himself in two water pipes, which became increasingly boring.
"You're looking for it!" Yao Zhuo said a little sleepily. Ice is generally not addictive unless he smokes it every day. But he just can't stop it now. Any part of his body will be a pit if he presses it.
Completely working on bits and pieces.
"Okay, I'll go for a walk!" The person next to Yao Zhuo stood up and said.
...
At the other end of the card table, Zhang Wei was chatting with a friend of Xiaowen's.
"Brother, I heard from Xiaowen that you are from hh city?"
"...Don't listen to his nonsense! Haha!" Zhang Wei looked at his watch, held the phone in his hand, kept looking at the screen, and replied casually.
"Hey, I heard that in your hh city, there used to be a very fierce guy named Yang Lei. He single-handedly picked off the local big brother's hand!" Another person came over and asked.
"No problem!" Zhang Wei shook his head and replied with a smile.
"What do you use to do things over there?"
"I haven't done anything yet!!" Zhang Wei was a little annoyed, frowned, looked up at the two of them, and said with a straight face.
This was the only topic among the gangsters. When the two of them saw that Zhang Wei had no intention of continuing the conversation, their faces were quite cold, and they immediately lost interest in asking any more questions. Each of them lit a cigarette and started muttering in a low voice.
"Xiao Wen, didn't you say that his brother is doing well? He also said that he would introduce us to us. Why can't I tell that he is doing well there? When I came here, I took Xiao Wen's car!" One of them looked at
Looking at Zhang Wei who was playing with his cell phone, he whispered.
"I think so. She speaks softly and is like a bitch!" Another person agreed.
"At that moment, we were still talking about going to his place to do something?"
"Tell me JB, you can say what you want, but I can't play with him!"
"How about the brief introduction?"
"Don't listen to him, he can brag every day!"
"Too!"
The two of them were chatting, and the phone in Zhang Wei's hand finally rang. He picked it up casually, and a voice came from the phone: "I have booked a room, 1056!"
"Okay, I'll go over now!" Zhang Wei agreed, lying in Li Ying's ear and saying: "Wait for me for a while!!"
"good!"
After explaining, Zhang Wei said hello to Xiaowen again, then took the phone and ran out of the dance floor.