"Director Zheng, do you have a place to rest? Find two rooms. There are a lot of fairies!"
As soon as Liang Jingran left, Fairy Luoxia lay down on the table, looking like she had really drunk too much.
Long Zaiye clamored to arrange for Luoxia to rest, showing excessive concern and enthusiasm.
Song Jiyu stood up and said, "I'm going to go for a walk and play for a while."
"Principal Song, would you like to arrange for someone to accompany you?" Zheng Weimin greeted.
"No, no!"
"Follow me, Master Long!" Zheng Weimin knew that Long Zaiye's status was unusual and did not dare to neglect him.
He led the way in front, while Long Zaiye picked up Luoxia from behind. He put Fairy Luoxia's limp arm on his shoulder with his left hand, and held up the soft waist with his right hand...
"Brother Dao, I didn't drink too much, haha--, don't touch, it's itchy...hehe..."
"Let's practice together and become immortals, okay?"
Zheng Weimin didn't know what the two people behind him were doing, so he couldn't turn around, so he quickly moved forward and opened a door.
He dodged his body to the side and handed the two room cards to Long Zaiye, "Master Long, this is the room card, 807, and the other room is 808."
"Okay, thank you, Director Zheng!"
"Damn, these two guys are here to rent a room!" Zhu Laosan's voice showed excitement, and his eyes were fixed on the screen in the upper left corner.
Both 807 and 808 are under surveillance.
When Liang Jingran got up, Zhu Laosan and Zhu Qiang knew that the banquet was over, and they took advantage of this gap to go to the toilet.
I didn’t expect that I would make new discoveries when I came back.
"This is fun and interesting. I didn't expect to be able to watch pornographic films!" Zhu Laosan suddenly became energetic.
The reason why he said this was because on the screen, the two people had stripped naked, acting out animal instincts and passions.
Dongdong--dong-----,
Dongdong--dong-----,
"It's Director Zheng!" Zhu Qiang was startled at first, then realized what he was doing. He stood up and opened the door, "Brother Zheng!".
"How's it going, brother, are you okay!" Zheng Weimin patted Zhu Qiang's shoulder affectionately and looked at the screen, "What the hell, you slut, pretending to be drunk!"
Zheng Weimin cursed, raised his foot and kicked Zhu Laosan on the butt, "Look at your potential!"
At this time, Zhu Laosan was deeply attracted by the screen and did not bother to say hello to Zheng Weimin.
"Is there Song Jiyu? Look for him!"
"I'm fine!" Zhu Qiang kept tapping while responding to Director Zheng's concern.
The keyboard crackled, and Zhu Qiang fiddled for a while.
After a series of dizzying switches on the largest screen in the middle, Song Jiyu was finally found.
Because the room is too small, there are only twelve screens on the entire wall, which is far from meeting the requirement of one machine and one screen.
One machine and one screen is only for special rooms.
In order to meet the larger surveillance scope, only a few cameras can share a large screen, and the largest screen in the middle has nine heads.
At this time, Song Jiyu was sitting leisurely in the darkness of the ballroom, holding a red wine glass in his hand.
Admiring the indulgent men and women on the dance floor.
This ballroom was renovated from the largest conference room on the third floor. In order to increase the mood and create an atmosphere, it is also a new entertainment item after the name was changed to Tianle Palace.
There are hundreds of girls here who provide special services, all of whom Zheng Haotian recruited from Xichuan, Beihar and other provinces and regions at a high price.
These ladies.
Some are plump and sexy, with stern and majestic minds.
Some are charming and enchanting, and they raise their eyebrows and make their eyes coquettish.
Some are introverted and shy, eager to resist but still welcome the change of eyes.
Some are frivolous and dissolute, attracting bees and butterflies to the spring night.
Dancing was just a pretense. Under the dim light, a man and a woman hugged each other, and soon someone got into the mood.
Some people start to be dishonest with their hands, and some even...
Song Jiyu's eyes radiated a strange light, and he discovered that a female student appeared on the dance floor.
"Director, this kid is quite able to keep his composure, why don't you give him a ride?" Zhu Laosan suggested.
Zheng Weimin shook his head, "Idiot, why are you spending that wasted money? I'll let him pay for it himself. There are so many baits. I don't believe he won't take the bait!"
"Brother, it's up to you later."
"Don't worry, Brother Zheng, I'll take care of it!"
"Ah! Okay, Brother Long, Taoist companion, you..." A seductive gasp and a strange sound came from the screen in the upper left corner.
Zhu Laosan quickly pressed the mute button on the remote control.
Zheng Weimin was startled by the sudden voice. He stepped forward and kicked Zhu Laosan, "You are looking for death. You really think you are watching a free video."
"Director, don't blame me! I didn't mean it!"
"I don't blame you, I blame me. I don't blame you even if the remote control is in your hand!" Zheng Weimin said twice.
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Cheng Yu settled things for Liu Chunlai and others. He missed Senior Brother Zhu Qiang especially.
The appearance of a mysterious figure like Long Zaiye made him think more about Senior Brother Zhu's safety.
However, worries are worries. What depresses him the most is that he cannot go to Zhu Qiang openly. What should he think of?
Is there any way to approach Senior Brother Zhu in a reasonable and reasonable manner, learn about his current situation, and reveal some information to him?
After thinking hard, Cheng Yu released his consciousness.
Hey!
The location of Tianle Palace seems to be covered by a huge dome.
The spiritual perception he released was blocked by an invisible barrier force, making it impossible to obtain any information inside.
It's a familiar feeling.
Cheng Yu remembered the days when he was trapped in Taiyi Valley and the space was restricted.
The more this happened, the more worried he was about his senior brother. Cheng Yu's brows knitted into a knot.
The night is getting late.
He lowered his head and walked towards the school gate.
From a distance, I saw a sparse group of students in front of me, walking into the school gate in twos and threes, arms crossed.
"Cheng Yu!"
"Hello, Assistant Cheng!" The guard saluted with a standard military salute.
Cheng Yu suddenly raised his head and saw Yu Lu, and both of them were shocked at the same time.
There were two female classmates with Yu Lu, and the expressions of those two were even more flustered, scared, and nervous... The three of them exuded a strong smell of alcohol.
Yu Lu hurriedly covered her mouth and changed into a respectful tone, "Assistant Cheng, hello Assistant Cheng!"
Two female classmates followed Yu Lu, "Assistant Cheng!"
The sound was as low as a mosquito's cry, but it still reached Cheng Yu's ears clearly, and Cheng Yu smiled as a greeting.
The panic between Yu Lu and her female classmates aroused Cheng Yu's suspicion, "Yu Lu? Are you coming back so late?"
Yu Lu quietly pulled Cheng Yu's sleeve and pulled him aside, "Cheng Yu, please give me some face. We just went out to meet friends. We came back a little, a little late. We won't do this next time!"
"Next time, do you want a next time?" Cheng Yu asked in a serious tone.
"No more, no next time! No more!"
"Get out of here and go back to sleep!"
Cheng Yu's stern reprimand made Yu Lu and others rush to the girls' dormitory as if they were receiving an amnesty.
"Assistant Cheng! Why don't you take a break?" the guard asked respectfully. The last time Cheng Yu fired the guard out of anger had already spread in the school.
"Can't sleep, let's go out for a walk." Cheng Yu responded casually, but suddenly remembered something, "Master, are there many students going out at night?"
Cheng Yu suddenly asked such a question, and the guard wondered for a moment how to answer it.
"this!"
After all, there was a shadow of the doorman getting fired, and I was afraid that if I said anything wrong, he would end up in the same fate.