Opening game, American Tycoon

Chapter 657 Arrested (Second update, please subscribe)
Ming dynasty!

What does it look like?
Even though he has been in Daming for half a month, Zhao Siming is still "scared to piss" from time to time, whether it is the trams on the street, the electric lights on the roadside, or the sea of ​​lights at night, everything is so fresh.

These are simply two worlds!
It's not just, it's... basically.

What is it like in my hometown in Sichuan?
There is no difference from hundreds of years ago. If there is a difference, I am afraid that the Manchus were completely exterminated, and the people were almost changed.

But what about here?
"Master, do you see that man making calls in the telephone booth?"

Holding the freshly bought meat roll in his hand, the glib Zhao Shuwang pointed to the telephone booth on the side of the road and said.

Ten days ago, their master and servant made a special phone call—from two phone booths, when they heard each other’s voices, the master and servant were shocked for a long time and did not recover. Amazing.

"Elevators, telephones, electric lights, movies, young master, why do you think Daming uses electricity for everything?"

"Electricity...what the hell is electricity?"

Looking up at the street lamp above his head, Zhao Siming was also curious about what electricity looks like, I really want to touch it...

If you didn't touch electricity, how can you brag to others after you return to Sichuan in the future, not only have you seen electricity, but you have also touched electricity?
When you look back, you must find an opportunity to touch it well.

When Zhao Siming's master and servant were walking in the street, they didn't notice that there was a person behind them. Shunzi and his two subordinates had been following them for a while, but he didn't know it. At the time, there was a pair of eyes staring at him behind him.

Zhang Wenjie, who was standing across the road, looked at the people watching him with a vague sneer on his lips.

Sure enough, the director expected it!

From the day they were released, someone has been staring at their master and servant.

However, it is a bit strange that the big fish has not shown up until now.

In the next day, the master and servant of the Zhao family walked around the street as usual. At night, Zhao Siming asked Zhao Shuwang to go to bed first, and then he left the hotel by himself. The alley to Santiao Street is a flower alley, and there is not much difference between the fireworks alleys in the world. In this regard, Young Master Zhao is naturally familiar with it.

Passing through the small entrance hall of Chunfengyuan, there is a unique world inside, with elegant and exquisite decoration, which is not inferior to Liuxiang, Huajie, Chengdu.But the difference from Chengdu is that when you enter the foyer, you can see the photos hanging on the wall. If you take a closer look, Young Master Zhao, who has not tasted meat for almost two months, immediately has a physical reaction.In the photos, there are women making various poses.Unlike the erotic pictures and secret drama pictures he had seen in the gardens in Chengdu in the past, the women in those pictures were all dressed in tulle, and they were as lifelike as real people.

Just as he was staring at the pictures on the wall, a turtle slave came over and said.

"Master, if you don't have a familiar sister, just choose the sister in the photo."

"select……"

"That's the number, that's the Western number..."

Before Mr. Gui finished speaking, Young Master Zhao said carelessly.

"That's Arabic numerals...well, let's say 66!"

She looks quite pretty, and her figure looks petite and exquisite, but where there should be flesh, there is especially flesh.It looks very spectacular, and it seems that such a thing is really uncommon.

"Master, you really have a good eye. Although No. 66 is not the number one in our family, it is also a masterpiece of our hospital. Oriental girls are good at serving people. Not to mention their figure. One pair of hands, one mouth, uncle used it before." Guaranteed to come again next time..., uncle, you come with me."

The turtle slave said while begging for good.

"Master, if you want to serve people, you should count the oriental girls, but if you want to talk about coquettishness, then you have to go to the western girls. If the uncle wants to play together, I will introduce some best ones to the uncle, and I will guarantee to serve the uncle today." Comfortable."

Western girls, Zhao Siming couldn't help but feel a little moved when thinking of the topless Western women in the photos.

"That's it, just as you said,"

While talking, Zhao Siming took out a dollar from his pocket and threw it to the turtle slave without saying a word.

"Thank you for the reward!"

The turtle slave who received the reward became more and more enthusiastic, and led him into a room with three foreign numbers hanging on it.

"Hey, uncle, you always sit and drink tea, so I'll call your sister here."

After finishing speaking, Gouzi turned around and went out, brought a plate of tea and snacks over, and whispered:

"Master, use it slowly, and my sister will come out soon."

When Gouzi exited, he closed the door smoothly.

While he was drinking tea, the door opened and it was not my sister who walked in.But...an old acquaintance.

"It's you..."

Seeing the person coming, Zhao Siming threw the teacup in his hand directly. The cup didn't hit the person, but it hit the ground with a crisp sound.

"Brother Zhao Xian, this is a bit too much!"

The grandson with the folding fan in his hand narrowed his eyes and sneered.

"sit!"

"what?"

After taking a look at Zhao Siming, the grandson smiled more.

"Brother Zhao Xian, I did a lot of wrongs before, so I will apologize to you for my brother, and this matter is over."

"Okay, what's the matter, Mr. Sun, what do you want to do?"

Young Master Zhao said while suppressing his inner anger.

"Brother, I just want to ask you something!"

Sun Tzu said with a smile, Shunzi and the others have been following him for a while. In fact, they have long been sure that this person is not a bait thrown by the government, but out of caution, he has not taken the initiative to come to the door, he is waiting.Waiting for the other party to take the initiative to come to the door.

As for men, they are sexually addicted. A young man like him must know how to go shopping in Huajie.

No, it's finally here.Although it is not my own garden, but in these flower streets and willow alleys, they are all similar.

"What if I don't say it?"

"Then what do you say?"

The grandson smiled more. He sat on the sofa, looked at Zhao Siming, pointed to the opposite sofa and said.

"Please sit down."

After Zhao Siming sat down, he stared at the other party, with countless thoughts rolling in his heart, what did he want to know?
If it was in Sichuan, he wouldn't even be able to reason with such a low-level person, let alone be reasonable, and he wouldn't even look straight at him.But this is Linhai, so Young Master Zhao's prestige can't be played off.He was also worried that if he offended this person, it might cause some trouble.

If I had known earlier, I should have let Shuwang come with me.

"I'll just say a word, how did you get out!"

Sun Tzu didn't talk nonsense, and directly cut to the point.

"How did it come out? You don't know, just use money!"

Zhao Siming laughed.

"How many officials in the world don't like money, as long as they have enough money, they still worry about not being able to get things done?"

Bullshit!

If it was that easy, they would have given away the money long ago.They have tried several times in the past two years, but they have no chance to send out the money, let alone let others take such a big risk to collect their money.

But this kid surnamed Zhao was able to send out the money and walked out in a good manner, which is why they were interested in this guy.

Not only interested, but more interested in knowing who he spent the money on, and who dared to take such a big risk for them?
"The truth is the same, but this place is different. You don't know, those black skins are all masters who don't get in. If you can use money, you must be touching a door that we haven't touched. Are you in Who made the silver..."

As soon as the words fell, the door over there was pushed open, and Zhang Wenjie walked in with a smile.

"Jiuye, of course the money was spent on me, how about it, Jiuye, come with me!"

There is no need to introduce your identity when you enter the house. After all, everyone is an old acquaintance.

While speaking, Zhang Wenjie threw the "silver bracelet" on the table and said with a smile.

"How about it, Master Jiu, you do it yourself, or I do it."

Looking at Master Jiu who had opened his eyes wide and hadn't recovered, Zhang Wenjie said.

"Come on, this place is not your family's Piaoxiangyuan, Jiu Ye, don't use your brains anymore, now the detective team is almost here to take San Ye and the others down!"

How is this going?

Zhao Siming was a little dazed. At this moment, he heard his grandson staring at him fiercely.

"Hey, he hunted geese all day long and was finally blinded by geese, and now he's caught your boy's way,"

Got it?

what did he say?
"Hey, you're still talking harsh words here, Master Jiu, think about yourself first, come on, don't say harsh words. Let's go, so as not to cause trouble for everyone."

While Zhang Wenjie was joking, a few more policemen came in outside. When the Ninth Master was arrested, Zhang Wenjie said to Young Master Zhao.

"Mr. Zhao, I would like to trouble you to come to the police station tomorrow. Besides making a statement, you still have to get your money back, right?"

"Money what money?"

Young Master Zhao was a little dazed. Looking at the policeman, it was this guy who opened his mouth and asked him for 1 yuan in the police station.

Although Zhao's family has a big business and doesn't care about such a small amount of money at all, it's really uncomfortable to be blackmailed.

"It's the money you gave me last time. Go to the bureau tomorrow to get the money back."

what?
what did he say?
Young Master Zhao was a little dazed. How could this be possible when the money he gave away would still be returned?
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