Chapter four hundred and ninety third birthday patty
At 7 o'clock in the evening.
At the entrance of Zizhulin Club, a taxi was parked at the door, and then three teenagers, including Zhuo Bufan, Fatty and Chen Junyang.
"Wow, this place is so high-end, it must be very expensive to consume, right?" Chen Junyang said astonished.
The fat man pretended to be a rich man and said, "Don't worry, I often go to such high-end clubs. If you don't understand anything, just ask me."
The club is magnificent, with a layer of red carpet laid under the steps in the middle. On both sides of the door were three people wearing sexy dresses, tall and beautiful faces, and folded their hands on their lower abdomen and bowed slightly: "Welcome!
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Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly. He didn't plan to come at first, but he couldn't stand the fat man's verb-fire guns and had no choice but to follow him.
The three of them didn't prepare any gifts, so they bought a cake from Yuanzu. The fat man carried it in his hand. As soon as they walked into the club hall, they saw Zhang Mengmeng standing below waiting for them.
At this time, Zhang Mengmeng had changed her sweater and wore a sexy black fishtail long skirt, with exquisite makeup, her hair was straight on her shoulders, and a pair of silver high heels under her feet, which set off her tall and convex figure.
Like a proud muse.
As I walked around, I could see my white and seductive thighs in the hem of the skirt. "Why are you here now?"
After saying that, Zhang Mengmeng's eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan. Seeing that he was empty-handed and wearing a black casual outfit, she couldn't help but frown. This guy didn't take his words to heart at all.
"Student Zhang, this is the cake we gave you." The fat man smiled and asked, "Where is the classmate Qi Rui?"
"It's in the private room, go in." Zhang Mengmeng said, then deliberately walked to Zhuo Bufan's side and whispered: "Don't do anything randomly later. I'll invite Mr. Nie and my cousin to come and help you.
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"What's the busy thing?" Zhuo Bufan put his hands in his pockets, and he didn't even look at Zhang Mengmeng, and frowned slightly.
Zhang Mengmeng twisted a lump between her eyebrows, bit her lower lip, and said, "Last time you broke Ma Qing's hand in the hotel, he would definitely not let you go. I asked you to come this time, just to
Let my cousin help you to make big things smaller. Then you can cooperate and apologize.”
Since the last incident happened, Zhang Mengmeng went to her cousin Ma Yong to ask about Sifangmen. The more she knew, the more scared she felt. Sifangmen was so powerful and had a gun in her hand.
It was so easy to kill someone, so she couldn't wait to find a reason to ask Zhuo Bufan out and try to settle the matter.
Unlike ordinary girls who only know how to go shopping, surf the Internet, and fall in love, Zhang Mengmeng's mind is a little more mature, and she is influenced by her at home, understands social communication, and plays with all kinds of power. After all, things have happened because of her, although she
I don’t like Zhuo Bufan, but I don’t want to see Zhuo Bufan being made disabled.
Who knew that Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly and said, "Ma Qing? Even his father would kneel down and worship me when he saw me. Who is he?"
One sentence made Zhang Mengmeng so angry that she frowned and said, "Zhuo Bufan, when is this? You guys are so embarrassed to joke. I know that you guys want face, but do you understand the principle that you just want to break through the situation?"
Zhuo Bufan didn't say anything, but wanted to see what Ma Qing was going to do.
As they talked, everyone came to a luxurious private room called "Titanic". There was a luxurious private room of nearly 100 square meters. The lights inside were dim and the colorful lights swept around. Several boys were already sitting.
On the sofa, there are some cool-dressed drink girls.
"Xiao Meng, your classmate is here." At this time, a young man in a suit stood up and said, it was Zhang Mengmeng's cousin Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong walked over, his eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan's body, and a cool look flashed across him.
I had already met at Zhong Shousong's birthday party last time. At that time, Zhuo Bufan defeated Nie Fengyuan with his swordsmanship, which made Nie Young lose face. Zhang Yong was very upset when he saw him.
"Well, cousin." Zhang Mengmeng nodded slightly.
Zhang Yong glanced at Zhuo Bufan, snorted softly and said, "Everyone is my cousin. I am his cousin, everyone sits there. There are a few drink girls here, one person or two."
As he said that, Zhang Yong took care of his hands, and four or five drink girls wearing personality and beautiful makeup came to the side of Fatty, Chen Junyang and others, and posed for a pose. They had never seen such a formation before, and they were scared.
Discoloration.
The fat man even swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes pressed against the woman's pineapple.
"Little handsome guy, I'll drink with you." A wine-accompanied girl held the fat man with her hands and pulled him down on the sofa, instantly making the fat man feel comfortable.
The three of them sat on the sofa, but Zhuo Bufan's face was cold, which made the wine girl beside him want to tease him, but in the end he was a little afraid, so he could only pour wine for the fat man.
"Fatty, you enjoy it very much." A cold voice sounded, and Qi Rui stared at him and snorted coldly.
The fat man felt as if he had taken away the salty pig's hand on the thigh of the wine-accompanied girl, showing an awkward expression on his face.
Mou Li quietly said in Qi Rui's ear: "Don't you really like that fat man, right?"
"I...how could I like him? I just remind him if he is unpredictable." Qi Rui said with a flash of eyes.
This is sometimes the case for girls, otherwise why do some people say that women are under the sea? Usually, fat people ask her about her well-being, send breakfast in the morning and lunch downstairs. Although she doesn't accept the fat people, she seems to be used to being like this.
take care of.
Now I saw the fat man having sex with other women, and I felt a little angry.
"Your spare tire is Michelin, so strong." Chen Junyang teased at the fat man.
"You have to care." The fat man said with a blushing face.
Zhuo Bufan picked up a cigarette alone, turned on the lighter and smoked one, and spit out a molded smoke ring in his mouth. He was a smoker in his previous life, but he had lost his cigarette addiction in this life and rarely smoked.
At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open from outside, and a young man appeared at the door, with two bodyguards in black clothes and black pants behind him, with a cold-faced expression.
"Young Master Nie." Zhang Yong stood up and strode over.
The person who came was Nie Fengyuan. Although Zhang Yong was from the Zhang family, he was just the last junior in the Zhang family's side. He was naturally several grades lower than Nie Fengyuan, and his face showed a respectful look.
"Young Master Nie." Zhang Mengmeng next to her shouted in a daze.
Nie Fengyun nodded, his eyes fell on Zhang Mengmeng, and a trace of light appeared in his eyes. He felt very unhappy when he ate Zhong Yilan's weakening at the Zhong family last time, but later Zhang Yong had been intentionally trying to match him and Zhang Mengmeng.
Now seeing Zhang Mengmeng's charming and sexy dress, she had a little more interest. A lewd light flashed in Nie Fengyuan's eyes. It is very common for a young man like him to play with a woman. Since Zhong Yilan couldn't handle it, find a beautiful female college to be a mistress.