Mr. Han smashed the table with his cell phone several times to express his ruthlessness towards this old immortal.
At this time, Yuan standing nearby said calmly: "It's time for you to get off work and go home."
Mr. Han put away his mobile phone and bag, drank the last sip of Niuzi from the cup, and said arrogantly: "Come downstairs with me to comfort Xiao Zhang. This guy is careless and timid. I'm afraid he will have a mental breakdown."
"Pull him down." Yuan pouted. "I'll go down with you, and you'll have to go home alone."
Mr. Han had a pretty face and felt that Yuan was right.
"Then it depends on his own destiny."
Mr. Han is very obedient and easy to coax.
Brother Zhang once said that women shouldn’t interfere in men’s matters.
After being scolded several times, Mr. Han, who has been a strong learner since childhood, lost his memory.
Yuan glanced at Han Jiangxue lightly.
A strange color flashed in his cold eyes.
This woman is actually not stupid, she is even very smart and has a great plan.
She was worried about him, but she kept it in her heart.
She knew there was nothing she could do to help, so she rushed forward like a fool, which was meaningless.
She was very restrained and did not vent her emotions carelessly and cause trouble to others.
Even if she takes advantage of her position and even moves out of the Han Family Lafayette to frighten what may happen tonight, it will only be temporary.
Yuan beat Shen Yunchao, Zhang Ruoyu beat Dou Xiandong, and even publicly humiliated Lu Shaoqing by making him unable to come down from the stage.
Sooner or later this grudge will be settled.
Moreover, if she takes the initiative, Brother Zhang will lose face. He will be scolded for being a softie, hiding behind women, and being a softie.
Taking a deep breath, Mr. Han walked into the elevator and sent Brother Zhang a supportive WeChat message: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Yuan glanced at the content of the text message and curled her lips, feeling very sour.
If this woman does all this, can she still get divorced?
…
Zhang Ruoyu was wearing a sweatshirt and a hat and got into the business car with a hurried look.
Dozens of able-bodied young people escorted the whole process, and a convoy followed behind. The formation was huge.
After getting on the bus, Zhang Ruoyu took off his hat and took a look at the bright night scene, the life of Binhai City.
He had an idea and said to Han Shixiao, who was sitting next to him with a tense expression: "I have thought about it, I have to go to the nightclub tonight."
Han Shixiao was startled, and his nervousness dissipated instantly: "There are many people there, and it's not conducive to protecting you."
"But there are many people, which will help me escape." Zhang Ruoyu said cautiously. "And I have figured out that if this fight is unavoidable, I want to use alcohol to anesthetize myself. At least it won't hurt."
Han Shixiao almost gave a thumbs up.
With this kind of brain and awareness, he is definitely a good player as a suicide squad.
After a moment of silence, Han Shixiao did not refuse.
Before leaving, he received a WeChat message from the eldest lady, just one sentence.
"As long as he doesn't go home, he can go wherever he wants."
The motorcade quickly headed towards the red light district.
The smell of alcohol and perfume mixed in the air instantly diluted the uneasiness in my heart.
Zhang Ruoyu arrived at the nightclub that he had booked in advance. As soon as he got off the car, several bodyguards came up to protect him.
"Get out of the way!" Zhang Ruoyu walked toward the splendid nightclub with his golden sword. "If I die, I will die in the arms of a female college student!"
Brother Zhang, who dropped out of high school, has always admired female college students and has always dreamed of having a heart-to-heart relationship with them.
The wind, flowers, snow and moonlight, holding a candle and talking at night, red sleeves adding fragrance, how beautiful it is.
Han Shixiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pushed back the aggressive follower and followed quickly.
He recognized Brother Zhang's strength.
But the person coming tonight is, as expected, Na Ye. He is a top expert who shocked Binhai. It is said that he has the blood of an old man from the Qing Dynasty, and his ancestor was the top martial artist.
For a fierce man of this level, no matter how much Han Shixiao trusts Brother Zhang, he must be very energetic.
If he really needs arms and legs, the eldest lady will definitely put pressure on the godfather, and the godfather will put pressure on himself.
The nightclub is full of lights and feasting, and the air is filled with intoxicating fragrance.
Just walking through a corridor, Brother Zhang passed by a dozen hot girls.
Some girls are astonishingly tall, and if they wear stiletto heels, they are even taller than Brother Zhang, which puts a lot of pressure on them.
Under the guidance of the lobby manager, Zhang Ruoyu and Han Shixiao entered the box, while the bodyguards were waiting outside the door. The pomp was huge, and the quality of the hot girls arranged by the nightclub was naturally high.
Zhang Ruoyu waved his hand twice, and suddenly frowned and said: "I don't know if it's because I'm under too much pressure, but my aesthetics seems to be abnormal. No matter how I look at it, I think they are a group of thugs. I can see murderous intent when they wink at me. They are posing and posing.
All of a sudden, I felt like they were going to beat me."
After lighting a cigarette, Zhang Ruoyu frowned and said, "Xiao Han, just pick a dozen for me. I'm spoiled for choice."
Han Shixiao calmly picked up a box of banknotes and slapped it on the wine table. Then he glanced at the charming female foreman and said coolly: "There is a million here. My brother doesn't want good ones, just expensive ones. Understand.
?”
The female foreman's face was full of flattery: "I understand, let's arrange it."
Within two minutes, more than 20 hot girls with big breasts, pert butts, and innocent faces entered the room one after another.
They were both good and expensive, so my uncle couldn't bear to share this box of money, and felt that it was too little.
"Add WeChat." Han Shixiao waited for Brother Zhang to finish picking, and then said to the remaining hot girls Kuku. "I'll see you next time."
Sing, dance, drink, shake dice.
The atmosphere was very hot. Brother Zhang was intoxicated and elated. Just as he was about to dance with a pure and sweet girl who had also learned the national standard, the door of the room was pushed open.
Before anyone entered, a sinister and cold breath surged in.
