Chapter 170 Hongmen Banquet (3)
And she didn't know what means to use to send her brother into the army to become a soldier under such circumstances, so when Yuan Chunbo came forward to threaten this incident, it really scared Liang Lan.
This was a thorn in her heart, she thought that no one would know the thorn. Now these days, once her identity as a murderer is exposed, as an immediate family member, the future of her brother who is far away in the army will also be ruined. in her hands.
Moreover, Liang Lan will not allow herself to fall from a wealthy female businessman with a prominent identity in Chaonan City to a female prisoner with a murder case in her hands, so she can only choose the direction of Li Xianzong.
At this moment, Liang Lan was standing in the private room, staring blankly at Gan Bo's blood-dry corpse.
The reason why she didn't ask Gampo for help on the face of her threats was because she wasn't sure whether Gampo would help. Perhaps it was more likely that he also caught her own handle. Is it convenient to threaten in the future?
In fact, she was hesitant for a moment just now, asking him for help was also a temptation, but Gambo pretended to hold her position, insulted her lightly and even rejected her directly. These series of actions made her no longer hold any hope.
What's more, she already knew about Gampo well, didn't she?
When he opened the door, he saw Yuan Chunbo walking from the pile of corpses outside the door. There seemed to be a girl beside him—a girl?
Wei Sheng and Yuan Chunbo entered Mandijin side by side. When they turned into the corridor of the box, they looked at the corpses on the ground with a cold look, then slowly looked away at Liang Lan, and took out an apple scent from the pocket. The lollipop came, it seemed that the smell would make her feel more comfortable at the moment.
The group of subordinates that Ganbo had just brought had already been dealt with outside the door by those arranged by Yuan Chunbo.
In fact, in today's nightclub, there was no one of Liang Lan's employees from beginning to end.
From the moment Gambo entered the door, whether it was the doorman, the waiter who lined up to greet him, or the young man who led the way and selected the channel, all of them were the ones that Yuan Chunbo had arranged in advance.
From the moment Liang Lan invited Gan Bo to the banquet, it was destined to be an endless banquet.
Liang Lan looked at Yuan Chunbo with a pale face and dumbfounded, even so, those fox-like eyes were still captivating, "It's done, what are you going to do with me now?"
At this moment, she has opened the bow and never looked back to see the arrow. If the other party wants to solve the problem with her, she has no other choice in such a situation. Even if she shouts, no one will pay attention to her.
Yuan Chunbo turned his head to look at Wei Sheng, who was also looking at Liang Lan, this woman who is over forty but still has a charm. She is very beautiful and well maintained, even better than Wei Guoqing's wife Xu Mei. Even better, it's not the effect of Botox injections.
Although she can tell her age at a glance, the amorous feelings and charm in her bones are like a young woman's imagination.
Pulling the corners of his lips, Wei Sheng seemed to laugh, then stared at her with those dark but dim eyes, his voice still a little hoarse, "Sister Lan, don't worry, since we promised you, we naturally won't. Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. You should close the business for a few days, as long as you don’t say a word to others, you don’t have to worry about other things, someone will take care of it for you.”
Li Xianzong will take care of you.
Liang Lan looked at the girl in front of her in surprise. Obviously, Yuan Chunbo's attitude of asking for instructions was able to tell the priority of the two-person room, but why did Yuan Chunbo ask for a little girl?
She suddenly felt that something that happened tonight made her brain a little insufficient.
"My thing..." Liang Lan's eyes flickered.
Wei Sheng twitched the corners of his mouth lightly, "We can't produce any evidence, so this matter has been turned over completely."
After saying this, Wei Sheng and Yuan Chunbo said goodbye and left.
Liang Lan was slightly startled, this is... the end? At this moment, she has mixed feelings in her heart, and she doesn't even know whether to be angry or to laugh, but she does not regret it.
No matter whether the other party really held the evidence of her murder to coerce her to kill Gampo, but he has already done it, what is there to regret?
She, Liang Lan, has been able to get to where she is today in this land facing the south, and naturally she has something special about her.
Wei Sheng is gone, as for the next thing, Li Xianzong's people will handle it cleanly.
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The morning sun dispels the chill and darkness, and the hustle and bustle of dawn smashes the silence of the night.
Another warm sunny day.
Because Wei Jiefang finally got a year-end bonus of 20,000 yuan, Yang Lichun's barber shop project was officially implemented, and today is the opening day.
20,000 yuan is undoubtedly a huge sum for an ordinary family like Wei Sheng.
Before the house was sold, the couple’s monthly salary was less than 1,000 yuan, and before the factory was opened, the total savings of the entire family had never exceeded 5,000 yuan, after throwing aside various expenses that could not make ends meet. A private school costs 10,000 yuan, and parents also need to raise money and borrow money everywhere.
Wei Sheng doesn't know how high the income of being a young master in a nightclub is. If he knew, he would be shocked. At the same time, he had to sigh, in this era of economic transformation, the poor are really getting poorer. , The rich get richer, marking a huge and insurmountable watershed for the future.
Because of the opening of the year-end bonus, Wei Jiefang and his wife have been busy looking for a suitable store for the first two days, and finally found a store for rent in a community not far from the compound, which can hold about three seats. Chairs and a shampoo pool. The monthly rent is 350 yuan. It is considered a reconstruction of the first floor of a civil house. Opposite the store is the community's vegetable market, and next to it is the breakfast shop and a mahjong club. The location is quite good.
Because Yang Lichun has the craftsmanship, he only needs to prepare other things before opening, so there is no three or four days before and after.
On the day of the opening, Wei Jiefang made a hanging red firecrackers and lit them with a bang at the door of the store. Looking at the red firecrackers burning, even Wei Sheng showed his first smile since Cui Xian's accident.
It seems that the days are really going to be like these firecrackers.
After Cui Xian was transferred to the intensive care unit, visits have been prohibited. Wei Sheng had been to the hospital once, but he did not approach Cui Xian's family when he saw Cui Xian's family sitting in front of the ward. The second time he went, he learned that he had been transferred by Cui Yongzhen. Went to the provincial hospital in S city.
Tie the scarf around his neck tightly again, Wei Sheng turned his head and stepped into his mother's hair salon. When passing by the door, he looked up at the signboard with the words 'Lichun Hair Salon', and couldn't help smiling knowingly.
In the last life, she occasionally regretted that if her mother could open a barber shop in the early years, she might be able to make a chain in the later period with her persistence. It might be possible this time.