Evil Hero

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but hesitate when he stood in front of his door. He had already offended the beautiful woman, and now he was wrapped in a rotten sack and flirting. If he asked the beautiful woman to open her door, wouldn't she scold him to death?

With his appearance, damn, should he knock or not?

After a struggle between heaven and man, when Zhang Yang's hand finally knocked on the door of the opposite room, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It seems that he doesn't have the potential to do bad things. It's so difficult to knock on the door in the middle of the night. He hesitated for more than an hour before making a decision.

But when the beautiful little head stuck out of the door, Zhang Yang felt regretful.

"Ah... stinky hooligan."

With a high-decibel scream, a thermos of boiling hot water flew out of the room, pouring all over Zhang Yang without a drop, and then the door was slammed shut again.

Damn, it's not that bad, right? I just wanted to borrow something from you to see if you could open the door, and you dared to murder me? But how come there is not even a bubble after pouring such scalding hot water on my body? Haha, just think of it as a free shower.

Damn it, but just now, the girl's legs are really white, haha...

"Zhang Yang, come to my office." As soon as he arrived at the company in the morning, the supervisor stopped Zhang Yang. Isn't it just five minutes late? Why do you always pick on me?

Zhang Yang thought to himself, and followed the supervisor into the office.

"Zhang Yang, your business is not going well this month. If you continue like this, you will not get any bonuses, and even your basic salary will be a problem, right?" As he spoke, the supervisor picked up a contract from the table, patted Zhang Yang's shoulder affectionately with his free hand, and then said, "Zhang Yang, this is an order contract. I have already discussed the relevant details. You go to this address to sign it. Just think of it as your brother taking care of you. It is also your achievement, right?"

Zhang Yang took the contract and took a look at it. He was shocked. Lanhua Group, one million tons of catalyst? This is a big deal. The commission for the business alone is 100,000 yuan. Can this guy be so kind? He has such an opportunity but doesn't give it to Xiao Hong, that bitch, to me? Is there something fishy?

But after looking at the contract, he didn't find anything different from usual. Zhang Yang took the contract and walked out with confusion.

Things went very smoothly. Zhang Yang took a taxi to the Lanhua Group's office in J. A bald fat man in his forties received Zhang Yang and asked him to sit down enthusiastically. He signed the contract that Zhang Yang brought without saying a word. Damn, if I had known it would be so easy to sign, I wouldn't have spent a lot of time preparing a red envelope. It's a good thing I didn't use it.

It took less than 20 minutes from entering to leaving. This was the smoothest business Zhang Yang had ever done since he started working. If it hadn't taken nearly two hours to take a taxi back and forth, Zhang Yang would have been the fastest moneymaker based on the ten minutes of time.

Zhang Yang was very happy to have finished the business so quickly, and his original doubts disappeared. Thinking about the commission of 100,000 yuan that was about to be received, he secretly calculated how to spend the money.

In fact, he didn't know that a huge trap had been set for him.

In the afternoon at the company, Zhang Yang received a call from Dong Hao. The guy was off duty today. In order to thank Zhang Yang for saving his life last night, he insisted on inviting Zhang Yang to sing in KTV.

The two of them had a full meal in a small restaurant first, and then rode their bicycles full of jingles directly to a karaoke bar called "Blue Moon".

In fact, Zhang Yang knew that Dong Hao was now working as a security guard in a shopping mall. He only earned 2,000 yuan a month, and he had to take care of his family. He really didn't have much money to spend. Today, he invited him to dinner and sing, which would cost him at least half a month's salary.

"Blue Moon" is just a small karaoke bar, but the layout and environment inside are not bad. As the saying goes, you can have fun without spending much money, so Zhang Yang chose this place.

People who often run business often go to karaoke bars and dance halls. Zhang Yang also often comes to this karaoke bar and has become acquainted with the boss. The two entered the karaoke bar, greeted the coquettish proprietress, and opened a private room. When Zhang Yang ordered a girl to sing with him, he found a strange face. The little girl was wearing a black short skirt, with white skin and big eyes. She was very beautiful.

Zhang Yang ordered her without hesitation.

The proprietress's big mouth, which was spraying fragrance, was almost close to Zhang Yang's ear. She laughed softly: "Handsome boy, my little sister is new today. If there is anything wrong, please bear with her. She is only 17 years old and looks very beautiful. Hehe, whether you can take her away tonight depends on your ability."

Zhang Yang reached out and touched the proprietress's plump buttocks, which made the proprietress's eyes fly wildly and giggle.

When Zhang Yang entered the private room, the music had been turned on, and Dong Hao was hugging the little sister he ordered to order songs. The little sister Zhang Yang ordered sat restrainedly under the dim light, with her white little hands dragging her peach cheeks, her eyes staring at the TV screen, not daring to look at the two guys hugging and hugging each other.

"What a fucking pair of jh, they hugged each other without brewing any feelings." Zhang Yang sat down next to the girl and opened a bottle of beer. Although he didn't look at the girl, Zhang Yang still felt that the girl secretly moved her body and moved a little further away from Zhang Yang.

Fuck, is it true or false? Since you are doing it, are you afraid of people?

Zhang Yang handed over a glass of beer, looked at the girl and asked, "Little sister, you are new here, what's your name?"

"Xia Yu." The girl said softly.

"Oh, a nice name, you sound like you are not a local?" Zhang Yang smiled.

"My family is from Shannan City. I just got admitted to the Art College this year. I came here to work in advance to earn some money to pay for tuition." Xia Yu whispered. "Brother, I don't know how to drink. I will sing with you, okay?" As he said, he lowered his head and looked at the wine glass on the table in front of him.

Damn, is it true or false? Which man who goes to the karaoke bar doesn't want to have a good time? Why do you spend money if you can't do this or that?

But looking at Xia Yu's blushing face, Zhang Yang felt a surge of kindness in his heart for no reason. He smiled at her and said, "It doesn't matter, drink as much as you can, and don't drink if you really don't want to."

"Thank you, brother."

Fuck, when did I, Zhang Yang, become a good person?

Dong Hao and his sister in his arms ordered a song, came back and sat on the sofa, picked up the microphone, hugged each other and started to howl.

Zhang Yang drank two glasses of wine in a row, and then he barely calmed his stomach that was churning and churning due to the singing. He couldn't help but think of a classic saying by a famous actor in a skit: "Other people sing for money, but Dong Hao sings for his life."

Zhang Yang saw Xia Yu sitting quietly, so he said: "What songs can you sing? How about we sing a duet?"

Xia Yu looked at Zhang Yang and whispered: "Well, how about singing a song of "Meeting by Chance"?" Zhang Yang stood up and walked to the computer. The melodious melody of "Meeting by Chance" sounded with Zhang Yang's fingers. Xia Yu took the microphone from the girl, "Don't worry about how it will end in the future..."

Damn, no way? Zhang Yang was stunned when he took the microphone handed over by Dong Hao. Was this Xia Yu singing or did he not remove the original sound?

"Um... Xia Yu, what major did you choose in the art college?"

"Music."

This novel comes from Kanshu.