"What's wrong?" Chen Jinnan asked while standing on the steps.

"Ah, I was introduced by Gu Boshun," Xiao Pingtou replied carelessly: "He asked me to come and find you."

"Oh my God, now you will ask who is Chen Jinnan? I thought I was going to fuck me." Chen Jinnan replied speechlessly, then reached out and asked, "Lu Tao?"

"Yes, my name is Lu Tao."

"Okay, sit in the room." Chen Jinnan greeted.

"Okay." Lu Tao led more than a dozen people behind him into the scene, and looked up at the environment around the club: "Oh, can you still ride horses and fish here? You can see the Red Mountain as soon as you look up."

"Yes, I can ride a horse, but it's cold at this time, and I have to smash holes on the ice first. You must be willing to play. I'll let someone drive a snowmobile to take you there tomorrow." Chen Jinnan introduced with a smile.

"Well, this place is really good. You are the only one in the house. It will be awesome in the future." Lu Tao nodded and sighed.

After saying that, everyone stepped into the club hall on the first floor.

"What's the matter? Let's go to the fourth floor bath center to steam it first, press it, and then go to the private room upstairs to play?" Xiaoji asked tentatively.

"No, you can open a larger private room for me first. Let's go into the room and sit for a while, and then call you when you're going to play." Lu Tao waved his hand.

"Are more than ten people going to a private room?" Xiaoji frowned and was stunned.

"Ah, let's sit for a while and chat." Lu Tao nodded.

"Okay, then I'll ask the waiter to bring you some tea." Xiaoji didn't dare to ask any more, so he could only nod in confusion.

...

About twenty minutes later, Lu Tao led his friend to the presidential private room. After everyone entered the room, they threw a few black leather bags on the table.

"Close the door, let's float first, and then look for the girl tonight."

"Fuck, Lu Tao, where did you find such a place? Alas, it's really nice, it's well decorated, and even the waiter's is beautiful."

"These are all second-most importantly, the place is full of facial features and has good privacy. You can play whatever you want."

“…!”

Everyone looked at the decoration design inside the house and sighed at Lu Tao.

"The boss of this place is Gu Boshun's brother. I must receive the highest standard reception when I come." Lu Tao responded proudly: "But don't give me errands, you have to show off. Each person gets a membership card for 50,000 yuan. More than ten of us will save him 500,000 first, which is enough to play for a while."

"This is not a big deal."

"Okay, float first, float first, and save it upstairs later."

“…!”

After the words came, everyone was impatient to open the black leather bag, took out all kinds of colorful small bags from it, and started to have fun after putting on the music.

...

City, Wenwen's home.

Fu Zhisong looked at the food on the table with a squinted look, his face not very good.

"Why don't you eat?" Wenwen asked with two bowls of rice.

"I've eaten these two dishes for almost half a month, can it still work?" Fu Zhisong curled irritably.

After being stunned, Wenwen gently put down the rice and asked, "Then what do you want to eat? I'll go downstairs to buy some for you."

"You can't make something delicious? You just eat this prank every day, why are you still alive?" Fu Zhisong replied with an obvious anger.

"...Don't you have to save some money when you live? I haven't paid this month yet," Wenwen persuaded with a smile as if coaxing a child: "I'll go and take care of others to borrow some money tomorrow. Let's go to a restaurant to eat, okay."

"I won't eat it anymore, I will vomit again." Fu Zhisong stood up expressionlessly and pulled over his coat.

"What are you going to do?" Wenwen asked with a frown.

"Crash!"

"Crash!"

Without saying a word, Fu Zhisong picked up the dish on the table with one hand and poured it into the trash can directly.

"What are you doing?" Wenwen stood up and asked urgently, "What are you going to suck crazy?"

"Go out and eat." Fu Zhisong held Wenwen's hand and walked out.

"Do you still have money? You have to save some money in your life."

"Mom, I'll tell you to eat this every day. How can I talk to my colleagues in the future?" Fu Zhisong pulled Wenwen out without saying anything: "I still have 200 yuan in my pocket, so I'll eat something else."

"I spent 200 yuan today, what will you spend tomorrow?"

"I will starve to death tomorrow, and I will have to feel comfortable today." Fu Zhisong replied casually, then held Wenwen's hand and walked out of the house.

...

Some time ago, Fu Zhisong had nearly 300,000 yuan for eating, but he gave part of the money to Wenwen's house. He paid back all the rest. In addition, he spent a lot of money on his usual expenses, so his pocket was empty again, leaving only 200 yuan.

But this is how Fu Zhisong is. He has a lot of common problems with common gangsters: such as being extremely demanding, being vain, being rich, and being busy with life, and being free of money, and being too fond of small life. He always has the mentality of making big things when he wants to do it, so he often lives a day without a day.

But Fu Zhisong also has advantages. For example, he positioned himself as the "head of the family". No matter what kind of thing he was, he would not let Wenwen live a hard life within his ability. As long as he could still make trouble and make money, he had never been stingy in Wenwen, even if he might never like this woman from the bottom of his heart... But after all, this woman called her husband, and Fu Zhisong felt that she would be miserable every day, and then he would be very embarrassed.

Before going out for a meal, Fu Zhisong had only 200 yuan in his pocket. After dinner, there were less than 40 left in his pocket. Wenwen looked at him squintly and asked, "Let's drink the northwest wind tomorrow!"

"Fuck, can living people still suffocate their urine?" Fu Zhisong rolled his eyes, lowered his head, picked up his cell phone and poked it for a while.

"Go home?" Wenwen asked with a mouth open.

"You wait a moment, I'll go out."

"What are you going out for?" Wenwen asked in confusion.

"Mom has a B man, and the phone is in owed. I'll find a public phone." Fu Zhisong cursed miserably, then walked out and said, "I won't come back in twenty minutes. You can go back first. I'll go out to do something."

"You're back!" When Wenwen got up and wanted to chase after him, Fu Zhisong had already walked out of the hotel.

About ten minutes later, inside the public telephone booth.

"Hey, are you confused?"

"Who are you?"

"I am your brother Song, what are you doing?" Fu Zhisong asked bluntly.

"…Lying at home, what's wrong?"

"Come on, come out, I'll treat you to dinner." Fu Zhisong, who had less than 40 yuan left in his pocket, said very brightly: "You call two brothers again, let's study something."

"Okay, then I'll call you later."

"Good!"

...

The other end.

In the club, Chen Jinnan was watching football in the office, Xiaoji pushed the door and walked in and said, "Brother, something is wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Chen Jinnan asked with his head raised.

"...That Lu Tao seemed to have not done anything good in the house."

"What's not doing good?"

"They seem to be sucking and sucking. The waiter just went to clean the bathroom and saw that the trash can is full of syringes." Xiaoji added softly.
Chapter completed!