Radiation Secret

In the photo is the old white man I saw just now, who seems to be the owner of the shop.

"I really regret it, Lanlan's life is not good at all, especially after her father died." Xiao Na stood in front of a picture of Wen Lan, "If I knew this, I shouldn't have supported her to marry that nigger. You can laugh at me all you want."

"What happened?" Zhou Qingfeng was a little curious, but at the same time he felt a little happy, thinking that after learning that the beauty of the company married a nigger, he would masturbate by imagining other people's unhappy scenes in the future.

Who knew that such gossip was actually heard today.

"Huh..." Xiao Na took a deep breath, sighed a long time, leaned against the wall behind her, her face was full of self-blame and regret, "Did you know, that nigger is on the top of the building right now?" On the rooftop, he and a few other foreigners are having fun with a lot of women in their arms. My daughter is just a display in his eyes." [

"Why don't we just get a divorce!"

"Hehe..." Xiao Na laughed a few times, her eyes turned red quickly, and she was almost on the verge of tears, "There are some things in it that are hard to explain, they are all family scandals."

Zhou Qingfeng was still waiting for Xiao Na to continue talking, but Wen Lan suddenly came down from the third floor and asked in surprise: "Mom, why are you here? Didn't you say go for a walk? Oh, Qingfeng, you have arrived , I thought you wouldn't come again."

Xiao Na wiped away the tears that did not exist in the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile: "Mom is going to sleep, and you should go to bed earlier." After speaking, she climbed up to the third floor.

"What did my mother talk to you about?" Wen Lan asked with a smile after seeing her mother leave.

"Say you're not doing well." Zhou Qingfeng didn't give face.

"No way! My mother just cares about me, she is a little allergic." Wen Lan immediately denied Zhou Qingfeng's statement.

"Please be more natural when you lie to others in the future." Zhou Qingfeng said teasingly, "Your face is so ugly."

Wen Lan's relaxed and unrestrained posture just now was shattered by this sentence. At first, she wanted to justify a few words or laugh at herself, but after a while, she stood there stiffly as if she thought of something. It turned pale, looked lost, and didn't move.

"Hey, are you okay?" Zhou Qingfeng's originally happy attitude disappeared, and he only felt that there was a poor woman in front of him.

After a while, Wen Lan actually started to sob, her chest heaved up and down, she was about to cry, now she was no longer the usual glamorous off-ly, but a helpful little girl.

"Hey, hey..., it can't be." Zhou Qingfeng was dumbfounded, thinking: I didn't intend to make you cry!

Wen Lan was so disturbed by Zhou Qingfeng that she really couldn't cry, but she poured all her grievances on Zhou Qingfeng, "Can't you make me cry, let me relax, I don't know Care about girls.

Do you know, every time I ask you to come to participate in the prty, you don't come, how uncomfortable I am.

This damn prty is held once a week, and every time I am the most valued one, those women openly seduce my husband, but my husband will always come and get them into bed . "

Wen Lan spoke louder and louder, and the more she spoke, the more angry she became, tears finally burst out, and her nose twitched.

"You know what that guy McDavid was doing when I just came down? He was having sex with two sons of bitches on the rooftop. In front of me, straight up, his few A friend was watching and asked me if I wanted to join?

Do you know how miserable I am now?McDavid can divorce me at any time. We have done pre-marital property justice. As long as I get divorced, I will leave the house.

Now I'm staying in this house in a low voice, begging that bastard to fuck me, begging that bastard to make my stomach bigger, I'm worse than the cheapest bitch on the street, they still charge money, I'm completely free. [

Divorce is inevitable now, and I can only hope that I can give birth to a child for him, and then get a sum of maintenance after the divorce.

Now those women know I'm going to be kicked out and are waiting to take my place, you know that?

Every time I call you, I actually want to chat with you, at least not to make myself feel too lonely.

You can fuck me, I don't care anymore! "

Zhou Qingfeng took out a pack of tissues from his body, pulled out one and handed it over, "Then why did you want to get married in the first place?"

"At the beginning? Back then, my father was still alive, and that bastard pursued me desperately. He wanted to use my father to enter the mainland's financial industry."

"Your father?"

Talking about her father, Wen Lan lowered her voice a little, "My dad used to be the chairman of Nanhai Guotou Securities Co., Ltd., and he died a year ago."

"Oh, then your family must be super rich!"

"That's all in the past. They said that my father was corrupt and dereliction of duty. He copied all the valuable things in the house and used them as compensation. Now my mother and I have owned one."

Zhou Qingfeng was stunned. After Wen Lan said this, her body seemed to be cramped, and she sat limply on the ground.

"Oh, honney! You are here. I searched everywhere but couldn't find you." On the stairs on the third floor, McDavid walked down with two women in his arms, followed by several other foreigners with their arms in their arms.

When Wen Lan heard the sound, she jumped up like a spring, wiped away her tears, and put on a smiling face, "I'm chatting with a friend."

Only then did McDavid see Zhou Qingfeng, and said drunkenly: "Oh, we seem to have met somewhere, do you think my wife is beautiful? Do you want to sleep with him, then you have to work hard. Hahahaha..."

"I'm actually more interested in your photos." Zhou Qingfeng didn't answer, pointing to the photos on the wall, especially the photo of the gun shop.

McDavid laughed loudly, "Ah..., I can understand you. It's a pity that a man can't own a weapon and protect his property."

"I hope to be able to buy some."

McDavid still looked lazy, "You? I'm afraid your current status is not good, but as long as you become an American citizen, you must at least get a green card. We are a free country, and citizens have the right to hold weapons. "

"You just need to deliver the goods in the United States. I will buy at least hundreds of thousands of dollars, or even millions of dollars of weapons." Zhou Qingfeng's tone was still calm and forceful.

McDavid's eyes widened. He thought he had misheard after drinking too much. He wanted to joke a few words, but seeing Zhou Qingfeng's serious appearance, he finally said seriously: "In the United States, buying weapons is not easy. .”

Zhou Qingfeng felt that what he said was about the same, he laughed dryly, "Haha..., I was just kidding!" Taking advantage of the group of foreigners who were stunned, he simply left.

Pete Bowman, who was standing behind, dropped the two women in his hands, walked up to McDavid, and said, "Hey, Mike, who is that kid?"[

McDavid was also suspicious, and said uncertainly: "I seem to have seen it once." He couldn't remember it, so he asked Wen Lan, "Britney, what does your friend do?"

As an executive of Kailin Software, McDavid is naturally not familiar with Zhou Qingfeng, who was originally a programmer, but Wen Lan also wanted to improve Zhou Qingfeng's status, so that he would not make himself too weak, "It seems to be doing Those in the building materials business have a villa in the urban area."

At this time, Peter Bowman took the topic and asked, "Does he have any idea of ​​immigrating to the United States?"

Where does Wen Lan know about this question?I have to say that I don't know.

A group of foreigners quickly put this question behind them, and a group of people staggered down the hall on the first floor.

Wen Lan stood alone by the stairs and was stared at directly. In the end, she had no choice but to go back to her room and lick her wound silently.

The prty on the first floor intensified, and McDavid and the others had a great time. He laughed and took advantage of a group of women, then stood up and said: "I like you, I will go to the bathroom first, and we will go one by one when we come back." It's up to you."

The nigger staggered into the bathroom and poured water into the urinal when Pete Bowman also walked in.The two stood side by side and unbuttoned their crotches.

"Mike, when are you going back to America?"

"Oh, I can't get away lately."

"Come on, old man, you know I'm in trouble now, I helped you before, and I need your help now, you have to help me."

"Peter, you have a tax problem now, how can I help you? I advise you to pay the evaded tax truthfully."

"Damn it, you're also a shareholder of the gun store. Besides, I didn't evade taxes at all. I'm completely innocent. Now you just need to explain the whereabouts of the goods to the National Taxation Bureau. At least let them I believe that we did not send the shipment abroad, but sold it domestically, but we received cash, so the account could not be found in the bank."

"Please, are you an idiot for rs? I smuggled that shipment to Colombian drug dealers. Can I tell the IRS? Can I still let those big drug lords open it for me? Is it not enough to issue a commercial bill for the purchase of weapons in the United States?"

"Is there no other way? There are many places in the world where arms trade can be legally carried out. And I said long ago that we should not use smuggling. We can send the goods out through regular channels, but you are Do not listen."

"Peter, you are the biggest shareholder of the gun store. You get the most profit from each batch of goods. We smuggle it not once or twice, but you never said before!"

"Are you just watching me go to jail like this? As soon as I go back to China, people from the IRS will be waiting for me at the airport. My lawyer just called me yesterday and said that they are investigating our funds through legal channels. situation, and if this is not resolved immediately, we will all lose a significant amount of money."

Pete Bowman became more and more excited as he spoke, even waving his hands above his head regardless of his bird still outside, a few drops of urine even swayed on McDavid's face as his body swayed.

McDavid was disgusting, and he had a headache when he heard Peter Bowman's words. He had to tell Pete, "Listen, the smuggling must not be known, otherwise it will not be the IRS that will come to you, but the IRS. fb, let's just pay a fine."

"This is a bad idea!" Pete Bowman said angrily: "We will leave a bad record in the bank, and then those vampires will immediately call for the loan. Don't forget that the bank still holds 30.00% of the shares, and we will go bankrupt. of."

"Then we have to find a seller, a legal seller who can buy weapons in the United States, willing to accept a batch of goods that don't exist, and pay us a lot of money. Do you think there are such fools in this world?"

"How about we make up a person, or find a friend, and buy our weapons?"

The nigger despised the attention, "Who do you think would risk being targeted by rs to help us?"

Peter Bowman pondered for a while, and asked, "Who was that kid just now? He said he wanted to buy hundreds of thousands of weapons."

"Hundreds of thousands, that guy is just joking. It is impossible for people in this country to spend so much money to sell weapons, because they have nowhere to shoot." McDavid's face was full of disdain.

Pete Bowman, who was somewhat desperate, whispered: "Maybe we can try, I don't think he is joking?"

The nigger, pissed off by his friend's naive thoughts, finally said, "Well, I'll let Britney ask, but don't expect good news."