Ten minutes later, Wang Mumu and I were sitting on the sofa, dumbfounded, watching the people passing through the hall, drinking red wine, and remaining silent.
"Husband...my mother...!" Zhang Lu blinked with big eyes, looking at Mumu with fear, and asked a little uneasily.
"It's okay, the problem is not with your mother, it's with me..." The cynical Wang Mumu, now his mother's eggplant was beaten by frost, not an ordinary wilted child...
"Hubby! Come on!! You must make the biggest chicken head in the country!! Let's see who dares to ignore you!!" Zhang Lu said, waving her little fist.
"...Look at you, you always fail to grasp the crux of the problem. The problem is not ***, how hard you fuck the chicken heads! Do you understand?? This is the chicken head industry. Can you run for election as a deputy to the National People's Congress?
Can you just say openly that I organize prostitution... In other words, this is not a profession that can be recognized by society... Sigh...!" Wang Mumu explained lonely, with a slightly excited tone.
"Husband, what you said is so profound...!"
"Sweat... Just fucking appreciate me..." Wang Mumu sighed.
I was helpless by them. I looked at Wang Mumu, then at myself, and said, "Let's go?"
"Where are you going?" Wang Mumu asked.
"Find a place where you can be seen!" I smiled.
"If you wait for me to come here again, you have to buy a box of magnifying glasses at the door. When you enter, each person will receive one. I wonder who the hell can't see me again!!" Wang Mumu cursed fiercely.
"I wish you success!" I praised.
"Let's encourage each other!" Wang Mumu nodded seriously.
"Get out of here, sister!"
The two of us took Zhang Lu and were about to get up and walk out. Unexpectedly, Wang Baishi came over with a smile and a wine glass.
"Uncle...!" I nodded.
"Hi King!" Wang Mumu was in high spirits and greeted him reservedly.
"Haha, sit down!" Wang Baishi waved his hand casually, motioning for us to sit down. Wang Mumu and I looked at each other, and sat down next to Wang Baishi.
"Very good!" I said.
"What a fart, it makes me uncomfortable, I always feel like my butt is stuck!" Wang Mumu said rudely and scratched his messy hair with his hand.
"Haha... Xiaofei, you are not as honest as Mu Mu!!" Wang Baishi laughed.
"He's just being silly...!" I said awkwardly and glared at Wang Mumu.
After Wang Baishi heard what I said, he looked at me and Wang Mumu formally for the first time, very carefully. After more than ten minutes, he asked: "Fei, Mumu, if you don't mind, can you tell me, right?"
Do you have any plans for the future??”
"The biggest chicken head in the country!! I want to be the first pimp to run for the National People's Congress! It's a must!!" Wang Mumu said without hesitation.
Wang Baishi was stunned for a moment, then laughed, raised his big female finger, and exclaimed: "The profession is ridiculous! But the idea is good! It's interesting! What about you, Xiaofei?"
"A little confused!" I thought for a moment and answered truthfully.
Wang Baishi looked at me and nodded, then took a sip of wine and said slowly: "I personally think that there are two types of people who are confused about the future. The first is those who have no ambitions and just wait to die. They don't know who they are.
You are confused about what you want. The second type is that you want too much and don’t know what to choose, so you are confused. Which kind of person are you?"
I thought quickly and said, "It used to be the first type, but recently it might be the second type!"
"Well, it's a good thing that I feel a change. If you do, I'll make a call!" Wang Baishi was silent for a moment, took out his phone, and thought for a long time before he found a number and dialed it.
After getting through the phone, Wang Baishi whispered a few words into the phone and then hung up.
"Let's go, I'll take you out for a walk!!" Wang Baishi said to us with a smile, then put down his wine glass and walked towards the door.
I couldn't figure out what he meant, so I glanced at Wang Mumu, who couldn't wait to follow Wang Baishi out, with an expression like the king of gossip...
Zhang Lu sat on the sofa and thought for a moment but did not follow. On the other side, Wang Mumu and I followed Wang Baishi and walked out of the club. After arriving at the door, Wang Baishi opened his Bentley, opened the door and invited us to sit in.
Wang Mumu stared at the ignorant eyes, looked at the decoration in the car, and asked with a sneer: "Hey Wang, are you really comfortable in this car?"
"Uncomfortable!" Wang Baishi said without hesitation, took out a box of cigars from the freezer in the car and lit one.
"Sitting means yes, not sitting means no... Oh, Hi Wang, you can't help yourself!!" Wang Mumu muttered to me in a low voice.
I smiled, said nothing, and looked at Wang Baishi carefully. I felt that he was quite strange. Sometimes he was very quiet and spoke very little. At other times, he was quite crazy. I will never forget that last night, he
He and Wang Mumu were hugging each other's neck and waist, wearing big underpants, and doing a striptease in the house...
After waiting for twenty minutes, the same Bentley slowly stopped at the entrance of the club. Before the car could stabilize, a sturdy middle-aged man wearing a Laurent suit got out of the car and glanced around.
His eyes stayed on our car, and then he immediately smiled and trotted over.
"Bang!" Wang Baishi opened the car door. The middle-aged man seemed to hesitate for a moment, but did not get in the car. He stood there with his bag under his arm and asked with a smile: "Brother Wang?"
"Xiao Wen, I'm sorry to bother you so late!" Wang Baishi didn't even get out of the car. He glanced at the middle-aged man and nodded with a smile.
At this moment, Wang Mumu gently touched me with his arm. I followed Wang Mumu's gaze and was stunned.
There was a bulge on the back of the middle-aged man's belt. Based on the shape of the bulge, I could tell at a glance that this guy came out with a gun.
I'm just fucking confused. In Beijing, except for us people from out of town, who can carry a gun!!!
"What are you talking about? What are your instructions? Leader?" the middle-aged man shook his head and asked with a smile.
"It's no big deal, my sister left something at my house and lost it!" Wang Baishi said calmly.
"What!?" the middle-aged man asked with great interest.
"Ichijo Satsuma!" Wang Baishi slowly turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man.
Wang Mumu and I were stunned for a moment when we heard this, and then we frowned at the same time. The impression of Wang Baishi in our minds plummeted instantly.
"This old man is even more outrageous than me trying to be a National People's Congress representative!" Wang Mumu muttered silently.
I was ready to go back and leave Lord Wei's house. You are rich, yes, you have status, yes, but you fucked up others in the middle of the night and said inexplicably that the dog was lost, so let them go.
Looking for a dog, isn’t this fucking disgusting?
Just when I thought the middle-aged man would lose face, I didn't expect that he was just stunned for a moment, and then immediately showed a brighter smile on his face and said: "It's a small matter, I'll do my best!"
"Sorry for the trouble!" Wang Baishi still thanked him unhurriedly.
"What are you talking about? I went to Brother Wang!"