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Chapter One Hundred Seventy Four

In my ears is a chorus of thousands of people.

There is a gorgeous stage in front of me.

Around the body is the brilliant lights of the music scene.

In such a live atmosphere, enjoyment is the best choice at the moment.

It's just that Fan Xiaoou and Guan Zheng are really difficult to enjoy, because they find that they are standing next to the boss and wife of the magnificent stage in this huge scene.

It's fine if they don't know each other, they have just eaten together.

Although Fan Xiaoou knew that Ye Mozhu's boyfriend was rich, he never thought that he was so rich, and even if he was rich, why was he still so young?

Even if you are young, why do you look good?

The most important thing is that even if he looks good, Fan Xiaoou can clearly perceive from his actions and speech attitude that Zhang Xiaojian really likes Ye Mozhu.

This is too enviable...

Between a woman and a woman, even if it is a good friend, there will be a little bit of comparison.

It is hard for Fan Xiaoou not to feel a little bit of envy, but of course he is more happy for Ye Mozhu.

Women are born with gossip attributes, and she has countless questions in her mind now, but speaking too loudly at the scene is equivalent to dumb speech, which is really uncomfortable.

But suffering is better than embarrassment.

Guan Zheng knew what he did.

What makes him feel extremely embarrassed is that he actually took the ticket to the music scene before showing it to the owner of the music scene.

What's more, he squeezed out the boss of the music scene, thinking that the boss of the music scene could not enter the music scene.

Zhang Xiaojian is really sinister and despicable.

Guan Zheng took two deep breaths to calm his shock, and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to be so angry, because he really had a chance to be friends with Zhang Xiaojian, after all, Fan Xiaoou and Ye Mozhu were best friends.

But he didn't know that his eldest uncle had been fired, and he was sitting in the office with the big fat Shi Jin at this time.

Music scene in the office building.

Shi Jin took two cigarettes from the swivel chair and handed one to Qin Meng.

Qin Meng's height is 1.5 meters, but he is honest and honest, with a pair of horoscope eyebrows that look particularly kind and not aggressive.

Facing his direct leader, he respectfully accepted the cigarette.

Shi Jin took out his zippo lighter, and his thumb lifted the lid with a crisp sound.

Then the flame burst out, Shi Jin and Qin Meng both stretched their necks and dangling cigarettes, aiming at the flame.

The cigarette was lit, and the two took a sip at the same time. Shi Jin said straightforwardly: "How much did you make from selling tickets?"

The smoke was not spit out, but naturally drifted in front of Qin Meng's face, and his expression became more and more dull with these words.

Shi Jin took another sip, feeling that smoking couldn't suppress his anger, so his facial features were crowded together, and he whispered, "Why the fuck is it you?"

Qin Meng's smoke fell, and the ashes fell to pieces. After a while, he answered Shi Jin's previous question: "More than fifty thousand."

Shi Jin was indifferent to this number, but gritted his teeth and said: "You tell me, why the hell is you, why is it so special?"

Qin Meng bent down, picked up the cigarette, and took a hard sip: "The child is going abroad and has no money."

Shi Jin's obese body that was prone forward due to excitement was retracted, and he leaned back in the chair and said: "This will be clear. You have to vomit as much as you eat. Go home and wait for the lawyer's letter.

Qin Meng watched Shi Jin's swivel chair turn back, leaving his back.

Then he left the office building while smoking the last cigarette Shi Jin gave him.

When he walked out of the office building, his cigarette had reached the bottom, he habitually trampled it out with the sole of his shoe, and then took the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can not far away.

By the way, he squatted beside the trash can and hugged his head.

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Everyone makes mistakes.

It is not terrible to make a mistake, but I am afraid that I don't think I am wrong.

Qin Meng hugged his head beside the trash can.

Guan Zheng swayed in the last song of the music scene, and occasionally glanced at Zhang Xiaojian, not feeling that he had made a big mistake in the small crowd.

On time at 10 o'clock, the last note of the music scene fell.

The audience felt unfulfilled, but it was time to leave.

In the hustle and bustle, Zhang Xiaojian led the three of them all the way into the VIP passage.

The ears finally became quieter, and Fan Xiaoou couldn't help but said, "Mo Zhu, why didn't you tell me before, I don't care, you have to compensate me."

Ye Mozhu smiled and said, "I'm not the boss, I have to find him for compensation."

Zhang Xiaojian: "Uh." With a cry, I saw Fan Xiaoou looking at him, as if he wanted to claim for mental damage.

Zhang Xiaojian has always treated his friends generously and replied: "Is it possible to watch live music for life for free?"

Fan Xiaoou’s eyes brightened. Today, she came to the Jiuwen’s music scene because she had been away for a while after she learned that Zhang Xiaojian was the boss.

Whether it’s hardware or software, the music scene is indeed the best scene she has ever seen. Free for life is indeed too attractive for her music lover, but it seems a bit too...

Fan Xiaoou smiled and said, "No, just invite me to dinner."

Zhang Xiaojian certainly agreed: "Quan Jiangcheng picks it up."

"Oh, that sounds like the boss, Mo Zhu, I should have known that your boyfriend is so proud. I should choose the best restaurant in Jiangcheng for dinner."

While chatting while walking, the four of them left the VIP passage and entered the noisy square again.

Walking towards the parking lot, when Ye Mozhu was talking about whether to have supper together in the evening, Zhang Xiaojian found that Guan Zheng, who was standing next to him, was stiff, and he could not stand still.

What happened next left Zhang Xiaojianye Mozhu and Fan Xiaoou stunned.

I didn't know that a girl walked head-on from there, wearing about six centimeters of high heels, tall and good looking.

She didn't say a word, and when she came to Guan Zheng, raising her slender arm was a punch.

Guan Zheng's words were still in his mouth, and he was dulled by the punch without saying it.

After all, the girl has limited power. Although this punch interrupted Guan Zheng’s words, he failed to beat him back many steps. After Guan Zheng tilted his head, he covered his face, opened his mouth, and the national curse was about to blur out. .

At this time, the girl raised her slender calf again and kicked it out with the six-centimeter high heel.

The goal is Guan Zheng's crotch.

The word'grass' in Guan Zheng's mouth just squirted out, with a star of saliva, but the word Nima was held back again, and his face became flushed.

This sudden scene made everyone around him look stupid.

The same was true for Zhang Xiaojian. He covered his mouth, widened his eyes, and watched as the slender nail-like heel slammed on Guan Zheng's vital spot.I couldn't help getting goose bumps all over, and I even took a breath of cold air and let out a "hiss", thinking this girl is too fierce!