Dress up and fight!

Chapter 2157 Friends (7)

At the same time, Mr. Zhang, who was lingering with Jin Fuyao, tightened his heart, and pushed Jin Fuyao away: "I'm going to the police station."

Jin Fuyao, who was suddenly pushed away, was a little dazed, she looked at Mr. Zhang in confusion: "What are you going to do there?"

Mr. Zhang didn't answer Jin Fuyao's words, but looked at Jin Fuyao with a gloomy expression.

That cold look brought Jin Fuyao back to his senses in an instant.

Knowing that he said something wrong, he immediately hooked Mr. Zhang's neck: "I haven't been here for a few days, I miss you very much, next time you can spend more time with me."

Mr. Zhang's expression finally relaxed a bit, and he pinched Jin Fuyao again: "Let's watch the time!"

Knowing that it was impossible for Mr. Zhang to tell him about his schedule, Jin Fuyao raised his head and kissed Mr. Zhang's face forcefully, and said with a coquettish smile, "All the girls here are old, when are you going to find me some new ones?" of."

Hearing Jin Fuyao talk about business matters, Mr. Zhang had a rare smile on his face: "Recently, there have been disasters in a few cities in the south, and many girls and students have flowed out. I'll ask someone to pick some good ones for you later. Pull it back."

Jin Fuyao pushed Mr. Zhang persistently: "What do you mean by picking the good ones, who do you plan to take advantage of the rest?"

Mr. Zhang seemed to be extremely comfortable being pushed by Jin Fuyao, he immediately grabbed Jin Fuyao's slender and soft fingers and smiled, "I'll only give it to you here at Huangpu, and I'll send the rest elsewhere."

He has a lot of business under his command, including sending girls to work in the West and Southeast Asia.

The foreigners over there like these girls with oriental faces very much.

However, what happened to his palpitations just now?

Seeing Jin Fuyao pouting in displeasure, Mr. Zhang patted her twice, then got up to get dressed.

He is a person who believes in premonitions. Since the premonition told him to go to the police station, he would naturally rush there immediately.

Jin Fuyao went up to help him straighten his collar, and occasionally raised his head to kiss him on the cheek, which showed his attachment vividly.

To be so attached to such a top beauty is something to be proud of after all.

Mr. Zhang lowered his head and kissed on the top of Jin Fuyao's head: "I'll call someone over to cheer you on some other day."

Jin Fuyao is capable, resourceful, knowledgeable and well-mannered, so how could he not like it.

It's just that he has too many enemies, for his own safety, he must protect his own safety.

In other words, he doesn't trust anyone except himself,
Jin Fuyao agreed with a smile, then got up and sent Mr. Zhang out of the gate.

Leaning against the window and watching Mr. Zhang get into the car and go away, Jin Fuyao slowly lit a cigarette and took a deep breath: "What kind of love? Love is nonsense. This person's heart is like a stone. She never gets hot.

After smoking a cigarette, Jin Fuyao adjusted the cheongsam on her body, turned around and walked outside.

Life is like a play, there is no money in the hands of wind and snow, and the door is about to open for business.

As soon as he walked to the corridor, Jin Fuyao saw a dance hall bodyguard wearing a short coat, molesting a girl who had just been sold into the ballroom by her family.

I saw the bodyguard claimed that he lost the little snake he had raised, and insisted that it was hidden under the skirt by the girl, so he stretched out his hand to lift up the other person's skirt.

The girl had only been here for two days, and she was only sixteen years old this year. She was so frightened by the bodyguard's obscene actions that she dodged around, tears streaming down her face.

There were quite a few people standing beside them, but everyone watched their movements as if they were watching a joke, and no one thought of stepping forward to help.

It can be seen that this bodyguard is left for her by Mr. Zhang.

Jin Fuyao walked over slowly, twisting his waist and swaying his hips, pressing the cigarette in his hand directly on the security guard's neck: "What's the trouble, there's no need to do business."

The cigarette butt sizzled against the flesh, and the bodyguard gasped in pain. He was about to hit someone, but stopped when he saw Jin Fuyao's face.

His face was twisted into a ball, but he still respectfully saluted Jin Fuyao: "Boss Jin."

Jin Fuyao put his hand against the bodyguard's face, and pushed him back: "Go away, you know that you miss me every day, the girl, sooner or later you will cut off the root of your trouble."

The bodyguard knew that what Jin Fuyao said was not a joke, so he hurriedly apologized to Jin Fuyao.

Seeing Jin Fuyao helping her out, the little girl who kept crying just now screamed to Jin Fuyao, as if seeing a savior: "Sister Jin."

Jin Fuyao squinted at the little girl, then sneered, "You don't think I bought you for display, do you?"

The little girl stared blankly at Jin Fuyao, tears continued to flow down her cheeks, as if she didn't understand what Jin Fuyao meant.

Jin Fuyao stretched out his hand and stroked his own big waves: "I do have a girl who guards her body like a jade, but it's definitely not you."

The little girl's expression was even more dull, she even forgot to cry.

Some of the girls around me couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Jin Fuyao glanced over, and the girls who had laughed just now shrunk their necks: They were all afraid of their boss.

Although Fuguihua is not the only dance hall in Huangpu, it is a place that all girls in this industry want to come to.

Because the treatment is good and the salary is high, I don’t have to hand in the tips I get.

Although Jin Fuyao has a domineering temper, he protects the girls under him very well.

Fuguihua is the only ballroom in Huangpu that requires the quality of its guests. Therefore, the guests who come here are either rich or expensive.

They are all in this line of work, and if they can earn more money, they are naturally willing to stay in Fuguihua.

Maybe when they will be able to pick up a high branch and fly!
Seeing everyone shrinking their necks like quails, Jin Fuyao winked at one of the foremen: "Take them down, I'm not a place to raise young ladies, give her the shortest skirt, and let her cry as much as she wants If it really doesn’t work, we’ll have a show for her alone at night and let her cry on stage.”

Even a little girl can't manage well, making trouble like this, are these foremen who eat Xiangxiang?

Hearing Jin Fuyao's unfriendly eyes, the foreman hurriedly took the little girl away.

While walking, she took off the little girl's clothes, and kept cursing: "There's no need to cry, if you really think I'm not good, I'll transfer you to another dance hall tomorrow, so you won't be upset. "

Seeing that there was no excitement, the others also tiptoed away: Are you kidding, Boss Jin's violent temper, they stayed here to scold them.

Jin Fuyao took a few deep breaths, then turned around and asked one of the bodyguards, "Where's Xu Yueru!"

The bodyguard who was called shrank his neck first, knowing that he couldn't escape, and then replied cautiously: "When you were talking to Mr. Zhang, Yue Xiaoru had already left."

Yue Xiaoru is Xu Yueru's flower name in Fuguihua.

Seeing Jin Fuyao's face darken for a moment, the bodyguard asked cautiously: "Look, do you want to bring him back?"

Jin Fuyao sneered: "If this person commits a crime by himself, no one will be able to control him. You go and prepare a broken mat. In case she dies somewhere later, you can help her roll."

The bodyguard bowed his head and hummed, he understood in his heart that what Boss Jin meant was to let him collect Yue Xiaoru's body, right?
(End of this chapter)