Chapter 174 Fatty Save Me

When Wang Haifeng saw the girl beside him leaving, he looked at Feng Jun in surprise, "Can you recognize her with such heavy makeup?"

Feng Jun shook his head indifferently, "That's our junior high school monitor, and he posts on WeChat Moments from time to time."

Wang Haifeng laughed loudly when he heard this, "That's a good thing, old lover... you can kiss her now."

"I'm afraid this is quite annoying," Zhang Wei took a sip of beer and spoke slowly, "If the young lady in this place doesn't show up, you can't take them away by force if they don't agree."

He didn't say anything about his background in the entertainment bar, but he opened such a big place, and Yingying Yanyan had thirty or forty "artists" who were just for fun. Is it possible for a boss like this to be simple?

"I don't have any other thoughts," Feng Jun sighed softly, "I just feel that things in the world are impermanent."

Zhang Wei's curiosity aroused and he asked a few more questions before speaking with a smile, "You are overthinking this. Let me tell you, forget about this kind of acting. Even the girls in nightclubs, many of them have careers during the day... … Eyebrow tattoos and manicures are all just a pretense.”

"It's not necessarily all a cover, right?" Wang Haifeng disagreed with this statement. "I was in a nightclub, but I also met someone who worked in a bank...can it be a cover?"

"The bank also depends on what it does," Zhang Wei retorted without hesitation. He worked for a securities company and knew this all too well. "Outsourced tellers can also claim to be bank staff. How much can they earn?" money?"

Wang Haifeng became a little angry, "That's a formal job, right? Can you say it's a cover?"

"There are not many such cases." Zhang Wei did not deny this statement, but compared to the sultry Coach Wang, he and Li Qiang were the real veteran nightclub drivers. "Anyway, these girls don't want people to know that they are young ladies. There has to be a job to cover up.”

What he said made the little girl next to him not want to hear it. "Brother, we are artists. For example, I am from an art school. I am not the kind of girl from KTV. I am not as messy as them."

"Okay, I know you are an artist," Zhang Wei stretched out his hand, patted the little girl's bare thigh, and said with a smile, "We are talking about the lady from the nightclub...are you really a student?"

The little girl turned her body sideways without leaving any trace, that is, a plain table, and left it in the nightclub. If she couldn't stand even this little harassment, the guests would turn against her.

But no matter what, since the three of them came to Sutai, they just wanted to drink and chat. It was just that there was no atmosphere to just drink. They had some singing and dancing to accompany them, and there were a few girls to tease them, and that was it.

The appearance of Li Xiaobin made Feng Jun confused for a while. After drinking two bottles of beer and sending two garlands, he turned his attention to business, "Can Sister Shen and her brother get explosives?"

"Only Sister Shen knows this," Zhang Wei spread his hands and spoke helplessly, "Is it possible for outsiders like us to know about this kind of internal operation?"

Feng Jun took a big sip of beer and said depressedly, "I rejected Sister Shen today, so her line is broken, right?"

"I'm afraid... that's really the case." Although Zhang Wei didn't want to admit it, he also knew in his heart how difficult it was to deal with that woman. "Actually, I think you two can talk about it again. Anyway, she has money. You The two of us can collaborate on other projects."

"Rich?" Feng Jun snorted disdainfully, "How much money can she have?"

Zhang Wei was speechless when he heard this. How could I have forgotten that this man is also a wealthy man?

"Oh, let's forget it," Feng Jun sighed, "I don't believe it. If Butcher Zhang dies, do you have to eat pigs with hair on them?"

Wang Haifeng had just presented a flower basket worth five hundred yuan. He winked at the little girl singing on the stage for a long time, then turned over and asked loudly, "What are you two talking about?"

Zhang Wei teased him, "Tell me whether you will kneel down on the motherboard or the keyboard when you go back tonight."

Feng Jun asked, "Haifeng, last time I heard from my sister-in-law that she is more familiar with Thailand?"

Wang Haifeng took a sip of beer and replied absentmindedly, "That's it. I bought two houses in Phuket and live there from time to time... What do you want?"

Feng Jun rolled his eyes and said, "I heard that guns are not allowed in Thailand and you can buy them casually?"

This is not a legend, but a fact. The gun control there is looser than that in the United States. However, Thailand is a Buddhist country. People generally do not like to wield swords and guns. When fighting, they are often beaten by war scum like Myanmar. Bully.

"You can buy it, but you have to find a way." Wang Haifeng became more energetic when he heard this topic. "And there is no source of guns in Thailand. They are mainly guns sold by the Burmese people in the past, such as AK47, 56 Chong, etc." Grow stuff.”

"It's better to go to Myanmar to buy guns in Thailand," Zhang Wei put his head over and interjected, "Isn't your sister Hong going to Myanmar?"

"Sister Hong is not into this stuff," Wang Haifeng said with a smile, "She followed the path of the Hongmen, the Situ family..."

"The sensitive party," Zhang Wei nodded, indicating that he understood. In this situation, such words can no longer be said, even if they are left on the Internet, they would not dare to write them again.

He looked at Feng Jun thoughtfully, "Actually, you still want to buy explosives, right?"

"Forget it," Feng Jun shook his head, "Let me think about this again. I still don't believe it. You can't buy anything if you have money... By the way, Director Zhang, can you tell me about the recent stock market conditions?"

Before Zhang Weicai could say anything, he saw a girl hurriedly ran into the booth, "Mr. Feng, I'm here to toast you."

The person who came was none other than Li Xiaobin, who had just left.

Feng Jun glanced at her, then looked back and found two men following behind him. He guessed what was going on and couldn't help but cursed: Just now, he said "this boss", now... Do you know I am Mr. Feng?

But no matter what, this was his former squad leader. He raised his chin slightly and said, "Sit down first."

Without his instructions, Li Xiaobin sat down, and sat next to him, directly pushing the little girl sitting next to Feng Jun aside.

The little girl gave her a very dissatisfied look, but in the end she said nothing.

The two men behind Li Xiaobin walked over slowly and calmly.

The height of these two people is very extreme, one is tall and the other is short, the taller is over 1.9 meters, and the short one is only 1.6 meters.

The short man walked into the booth, looked at Feng Jun and the others as if they were nothing, and directly reached out to grab Li Xiaobin, "You bitch, you still dare to run?"

Li Xiaobin tried his best to hide behind Feng Jun, shouting desperately, "Fat man, save me!"

Feng Jun was very fat when he was a child. Strictly speaking, he had a baby face. He was no longer fat in junior high school, but there were four elementary school classmates in the class, so the nickname was carried into the junior high school class.

Interestingly, Feng Jun was actually very thin when he was in junior high school, but unfortunately, the nickname "Fat Man" spread like wildfire. It must be that everyone was in a rebellious period.

Feng Jun sighed inwardly, raised his hand, pushed the other person's outstretched palm away, and said calmly, "I said, this is our booth, you are in the wrong place."

He didn't say whether Li Xiaobin was an artist or a young lady now, nor did he say what grudges she had with these people. He just used the word "fatty" and he took care of it.

In this era of popular fast food, the word "feelings" is a bit ridiculous, but its existence cannot be denied just because it is ridiculous.

"Made, are you looking for trouble?" The short man's eyes widened, and he raised his hand and pointed at Feng Jun, "Sit still!"

Feng Jun stood up slowly, frowning slightly, "I am a very particular person. When playing chess, I allow others to regret a move... If you have the guts, can you say it again?"

This means that he doesn't know what happened and whether Li Xiaobin is reasonable. Otherwise, just by using the word "Mad", he can consider using violence.

"Hey, are you still excited?" The short man's eyes widened and his chest puffed up, as if he was about to take action.

Zhang Wei wanted to mediate, and immediately stood up when he saw this, "Brothers, tell me if you have anything to say... They are all here to have fun."

"Stay there, it's none of your business," the short man pointed at Zhang Wei and spoke loudly.

"Can you try pointing again?" Seeing this, Wang Haifeng also stood up, "If you have something to say, please tell me. If you want to do something, just say so!"

He is the tallest among the three, and as a fitness instructor, his frame and size are displayed there, making him very intimidating at first sight.

The short man was startled when he saw this. Although he thought he was unambiguous, the three people on the other side were all strong young men. The most important thing was that they were also customers who came to spend money.

But he didn't want to lose his momentum, so he shouted again, "Do you know what she did?"

"No matter what you do, please speak up!" Wang Haifeng snorted coldly, "You grinned as soon as you came here. Who are you showing it to?"

Although Coach Wang is married and has a family, he still has a youthful spirit in his heart and cannot tolerate idleness.

The two sides were shouting loudly, UU Reading www.uｕkanshu． Many guests in the net venue have already turned their attention.

Immediately afterwards, several security guards hurried over and stood between the two groups of people. "Bosses, please tell me what you have to say."

The lobby manager not far away also ran over in small steps. Because he was walking in such a hurry, his thin high heels even sprained his feet.

After walking over, she glanced at Zhang Wei, then at the short man, and said with a smile, "Hey, what are you doing? Everyone is out to have fun. If I didn't greet you well, I'll have a drink to apologize."

Then she picked up a bottle of beer and drank it. Although it was a small bottle of 300 ml, as a woman, it was quite impressive to drink it in one go.

Putting down the bottle, she said with a smile, "We are all good friends. If you have any questions, tell me and I will solve it, okay?"

"Mr. Chang, you are a bit unqualified," the short man raised his chin slightly and spoke proudly, "Someone is making things difficult for us in your place. Do you want us to tell Third Brother?"

(The fourth update is here, summoning the guaranteed monthly pass for February.)