My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

Feng Chu called Lu Hanjiu, and the other party seemed to be playing cards to talk about business.

Feng Chu only heard a slap in the mahjong card. Then, the man smiled and laughed through the phone: "Chu, I haven't seen it for a few days, miss me?"

I miss you, you are such a big devil, which woman will miss you.

Feng Chu is in his heart.

But in order to get back the rewards that belonged to her as soon as possible, she had to say with a good voice: "Jiu Ye, the cheque you promised me that day, seems to have not given me..."

"It turned out to be my money." Lu Hanjiu laughed, but the temperature was not at the bottom of the eye, and the sound line was slightly cold.

Feng Chu was anxious, thinking that he would lie: "Jiu Ye, you are also a person with a head and face, will not be with me?"

Lu Han Jiuyi blinked: "Why should I rely on it? I am Lu Han Jiuyi Jiuding. You want money, come and get it yourself."

He hung up the phone and sent an address.

Feng Chu saw the address, the scalp was numb.

It is the emperor club.

How do you like this man, the emperor's song that is so expensive?

She still remembers that last time she talked about business on the top floor of the emperor, she almost didn't be killed by this guy.

Even worse, it was hit by Huo Bing.

This time, she was really afraid of meeting other acquaintances and saw her kneeling in front of him.

Imagine that Yun Qiao was smeared on the Internet by the sprayers, and waiting for her agent to deal with it. The worry of Feng Chu’s heart suddenly vanished.

Afraid?

She is not afraid of death, is she afraid of being alive and humiliating?

ten minutes later.

Emperor club.

In the daytime, the outside is bright, but as soon as I enter the emperor's song, it immediately seems to be a colorful night.

There is an atmosphere inside, it seems that there is always a night without waking up, you can be drunk, and play with all the fresh things.

Lu Hanji opened a big room, and there are more than a dozen business partners.

Some men glared at the little **** the gold velvet sofa.

Some men stared at the little **** the dance floor and sang the song of the tune with the ktv, dancing in a mess.

I saw a bitter cold in Fengchu.

This Lu Hanjiu, like a nouveau riche, netizes these unspoken business partners, doing things that are not tasteful, and old-fashioned.

"Idiot line..."

She whispered a word.

however.

When she saw the end of the room, on the side of the window, on the mahjong table, sitting on the man in the main seat.

The phrase "the crazy line" was swallowed back.

That man is no longer the country boy who was adopted by the Feng family.

He sat there, not angry.

Everyone was surrounded by him, and he was tied to him, and a cigar was sandwiched between his fingers. The action of the card was elegant, and the shape of the smoked ring was wonderful.

Where is the half-point old and half-pointed?

It seems that the distinguished gentleman is terrible!

Feng Chu looked at Lu Hanjiu, and his heart could not help but feel silent.

"Chu Chu, what are you doing? How can you still come?" Lu Han was holding a cigar in his hand and patted his knee in one hand.

Feng Chu: "..."

Is this going to let her go and sit on his knees?

The action is too shameless?

The big man in this room looked at it, she was not the kind of woman who came to drink and talk about business.

however.

She knew that she refused Lu Hanji in public, but she did not have good fruit to eat.

Moreover, she still needs to get a check.

Amnesty’s current debt is uncle, offended the uncle, and the grandfather is in trouble if he does not pay back the money.