money trouble

Chapter 624 Nothing to talk about?

Bao Liangping came up slowly from the bottom. After hearing Wu Qian's words, he guessed the situation on the other end of the phone, which surprised him.

Through Tianyewang, Bao Liangping had a clear understanding of what Wu Qian had done during this period, including the fact that Wu Qian bought crude oil from the Middle Eastern guy. The status of such a person has risen to a level that is difficult to touch Height, where there is no fear of KTV gangsters looking for trouble.

As long as you say hello to a certain department, KTV will close down directly.

Since it's not because of fear, the call to him is most likely because you don't want to use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken...

Sometimes, it's good to be a useful knife in the hands of a big shot, no matter if it's a knife to kill a bull or a chicken!

Bao Liangping calculated the pros and cons very clearly, he said: "Master Wu, thanks to you for looking up to me, do you think the place is big or not, if there are too few people, the place will be empty and it won't be lively."

Bao Liangping put down the lamb kidney in his hand, took out a paper towel and wiped his mouth, he didn't enjoy the barbecue, but the skewering time was over.

The friends who ate barbecue together did the same thing when they heard what Bao Liangping said. It's not like they haven't encountered this kind of situation before, and everyone knows what to do next.

Wu Qian held the phone and looked at the door of the KTV in the distance, and said in a low voice, "Well...the place is quite big, the more the better."

The more the better, Bao Liangping knew it well.

Wu Qian hung up the phone, stood up and whispered something to Rosalind, and then said to Wei Hongyang, "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, Wu Qian grabbed Yuan Bingqing's waist and walked forward.

Yuan Bingqing didn't expect Wu Qian to take the opportunity to pump water. She looked at Wu Qian's profile with a strange expression on her face, only to see Gu Jing's faint smile, and at the same time, she was lightly pinched at the waist.

Rosalind didn't follow her. She turned around and walked into the belly-exploding store, asking the boss for a copy of the surveillance video at the door. Can.

Seeing that there was no fight, the surrounding audience felt a little disappointed, and scattered one after another, doing what they should do, they are all guys who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

A group of students in the crowd looked at Wu Qian's leaving profile, and one of them said doubtfully, "Third brother, do you see the man in the suit, does he look like that, that... that's when you watched a football team news that day. The guy on TV at the press conference?"

The person known as the third child showed a startled expression. He hurriedly took two steps to catch up to the parallel position and looked at Wu Qian's side face. After thinking for a while, he said to his roommate: "It's a bit similar, but I'm not sure. At that time, I went to look at Nei Shao, and generally no one pays attention to the team owner..."

The rest of the roommates raised their middle fingers to express their contempt, and the person who spoke earlier said: "Forget it, I just look a bit like it, hey, it's usually impossible for such a big boss to come to the night market to eat, isn't it, think too much, go back to school go, go."

Another person said: "Made, it would be interesting if it is really the boss of Manchester United. Those gangsters who provoke such a character will really hit the steel plate."

"Isn't it, haha, if that's the case, it will be exciting just thinking about it."

A group of people laughed and walked towards the school, watching the excitement was not enough, but there was no way, the excitement was over.

However, on the way to the school along the non-motorized lane, the third child suddenly stood still and looked at the car parked beside the road with an extremely exaggerated expression on his face.

"Hey, third child, what are you doing, hurry up, go back and start a few black rounds, do you still want to score points!"

The third child waved his hand and said: "It is said that the owner of Manchester United's car is a Rolls-Royce Phantom in flame heart blue, with a special custom-made paint, the only one in the world, and the license plate number is... WQ, yes, this one!"

"That person was him just now, haha, let's go, let's go back quickly, there will be a good show soon!"

The five people in the dormitory took a deep breath. It turns out that such rich people also like to eat supper at the night market.

Heihei is not open, you can go to it at any time, it's important to watch the excitement, a few people hurriedly ran towards Jinhe Dynasty KTV.

Jin Hei at the entrance of Dynasty KTV, Wu Qian stood still and stared at the shiny signboard on the roof in a daze, and didn't go in any further. Although there were bodyguards by his side, it's better to be careful after all.

Wei Hongyang smiled sinisterly in his heart, and with a warm smile on his face, he said, "Brother, please come inside."

At the same time, he said in his heart: "A foreigner with a thick back and a waist by his side dares to be arrogant in the capital, and enters my territory. He is covered in iron and can drive a few nails. If it is a dragon, you are coiled, and if it is a tiger, you are lying down!"

It was not the first time for Wei Hongyang to deal with such a thing. Of course he would not dare to kill and set fire, but he had to return the beatings to his subordinates.

The two who were slapped by Yuan Bingqing stood in the crowd and stared fiercely at Wu Qian and his party. If you want to say who is the most angry, it should be these two people. They can't wait to beat Wu Qian and Yuan Bingqing right away. It's not a beautiful woman, but it's also a kind of joy to beat you up and scream!
Wu Qian ignored the thoughts of Wei Hongyang and those on the other side, and said with a smile: "I invite my friends to come over to play, and wait for them. Hey, let me say, who is the owner of this KTV?"

Wei Hongyang pouted from the bottom of his heart, he said he was afraid when he was afraid, and he didn't say it so grandly, what a hypocrite.

"Let's not disturb the boss with such a small matter, I can handle it. Brother, how about this, you pay my brother a sum of medical expenses, and I pay you a new suit, just let this matter go, how about it?"

In the final analysis, Wei Hongyang's support for his brothers is only one aspect, and making money is the main thing. Unfortunately, he didn't make the right calculation this time.

Wu Qian put away his smile and said, "The clothes are not worth much, so you don't need to pay for them! I want the guy who cursed just now to stand up and apologize sincerely until she is satisfied!"

While speaking, Wu Qian hugged Yuan Bingqing's hand vigorously, which meant that she was satisfied.

After Wu Qian finished speaking, the people under Wei Hongyang around all laughed, as if they had heard such an interesting joke.

The person who was photographed the most hated jumped out of the crowd, and his arm recovered a little bit of strength. He pointed to Wu Qian and said, "My boss is very kind to pay you for your skin, but he doesn't know what to do, and you want me to apologize? No!"

Wei Hongyang also laughed, he wanted to raise his hand to pat Wu Qian's shoulder, but was blocked by Kux, he didn't care, and said: "Brother, let's stop doing those silly things , as you have seen, my brother is a vulgar man with a stupid mouth, so don't embarrass him."

In Wei Hongyang's opinion, a set of clothes is nothing more important than his younger brother's face, and how does he know how much Wu Qian's set of clothes cost? If he knew, he might hold his younger brother to apologize to the other party.

Seeing this, Wu Qian shrugged his shoulders. How could he care about a set of clothes worth [-] to [-] pounds? What he wants is to feel at ease, and what he wants is to help Yuan Bingqing vent his anger. Shall we talk?"

Wei Hongyang shook his head and said, "There's nothing to talk about."

Wu Qian didn't look at Wei Hongyang again. He turned his head and looked far away on the street. More than 20 minutes had passed since he finished making the phone call. According to the traffic conditions in the capital after ten o'clock, the first wave of people should have arrived!
Sure enough, a row of headlights came on at the end of the empty street.

(End of this chapter)