The fat man reached out and shouted, "Brother Hao has been waiting for a long time, why are you waiting for?" A smell of alcohol rose from his body and was so stunning that he was drunk. Unexpectedly, Zhu Chi looked at the mirror, twisted his waist to avoid it, and slapped his hand back, slapped him in the face with a "slap": "Damn fat pig, you are looking for death!"

The fat pig was so angry that it was about to kick it up, but as soon as he lifted his legs, Chu Yuanxi pushed the door violently in the box, and the door panel slammed open, and a powerful force slanted on the fat pig's face! Suddenly, he pushed the golden mountain and turned the jade pillar, and the fat boy made a loud noise and fell to the ground.

His rib bone was so painful that it was chrome with the door handle. His face hurt even more continuously. He lay on the ground, howling and cursing: "You are a stinky fool! You dare to hit me! Where are you! Are you dead?"

Chu Yuanxi just walked to the door and wanted to ask the waiter to clean up the table, but suddenly Zhu Chi's scolding and slapping sounds came from outside the door. He judged the position and immediately pushed the door hard, which made a back-up effect. He quickly blocked Zhu Chi and asked, "What's going on?"

"I'm wearing lipstick, he slapped my ass." Zhu Chi said aggrievedly. Chu Yuanxi looked at the slap marks on Fatty's face. She wanted to calm down, but she didn't expect Fatty to roll up from the ground and stood up from the ground, pointing at Chu Yuanxi's facial features and said with distorted features: "The little thing is so kind, I won't cut you! Bitch! Are you pretending to be innocent when you work here? You can wait!"

Gao Wenming had been standing in the door long ago. He didn't say anything when he heard this. He raised one foot and kicked Fatty's butt. He was holding the membership card in his hand. After kicking, he flicked the membership card with his fingers and made a "bang" sound. Fatty didn't expect that there would be a critical hit. He immediately fell forward and ate shit, and then ran through the crowd watching the fun and ran to the third floor in a scream.

"Also tell us to wait?" Gao Wenming curled his lips and shouted to the fat boy: "Sun thief! Hurry up and call someone to cut me down! If you don't come, you are my grandson!"

Then he walked up and down to Zhu Chi and looked up, smiled and said, "Are you stupid? Don't worry, just such a fat pig doesn't have to worry about him."

"Be careful." Fang Shiling looked at the door and said, "Why don't we..."

On Chu Yuanxi's side, Fang Shiling solved her heart disease, but she had not solved the investment yet, so she really didn't want to interrupt. Besides, she hadn't decided on the winner with Qi Yu yet! However, she was also more careful. No matter how important the investment is, it is not as important as her own safety. Besides, investment can be visited, unlike if you ask for gossip, you have to do it overnight.

But Gao Wenming didn't care, "Let's sing ours, I'm the golden VIP here. Don't worry, wait for me to ask the manager which demon the fat pig is."

Chu Yuanxi felt very bad. He thought to himself that with my years of experience following Li Zhaokai as a mobile game product manager, the gold level is very embarrassing. He can only step on bronze, and even harder silver cannot move. There are diamonds and several higher levels on it. In other words, if this VIP is not useful, then high civilization will be useless. If this VIP is useful, it will be even more overwhelming, and there are still many people who can crush him.

On the other side, the fat pig ran all the way to a big bag. There was a process of picking people inside. A row of high-quality beauties stood in front of the big screen, each holding a license plate, wearing long and short, and the foundation was thick and thin.

Although mass-market KTVs are only divided into large, medium and small bags in principle, and there is no distinction between high and low in each hall, this private room is obviously extraordinary. The extremely spacious hall is covered with luxurious carpets, which is enough to build a dance floor. A TV wall is as tight as a cinema.

Opposite is a long leather sofa, with many young people sitting there. In the middle is a man with pit marks on his face, with a fierce look on his face. He must be a rushing and fighting when he was young. At this time, when he was middle-aged, his hairstyle was still thick and his temperament was restrained, and he was so fierce that he was gloomy. He wore an Armani windbreaker and stood up his collar. He looked a bit like a football coach Mourinho, very stylish, and had a headset.

Sitting next to him was a fat man with long hair. If Chu Yuanxi and Zhu Chi saw it, they would recognize him. It was Yuan Du, whose appearance was destroyed by fat.

There were a few people wearing black uniforms standing on both sides of the sofa and at the door, all of whom were younger brothers.

Yuan Du sat next to the eldest brother, the closest position to the C position, which was quite like a star holding the moon. He was holding the microphone and was auditioning. He saw the big slap mark on the dead fat pig's face, and quickly asked in the microphone: "Did your face be swollen?"

Everyone who didn't pay attention now heard it, and the room was silent for a moment.

"I'm so fucked you're blinded?" The fat pig showed a grin that was even worse than crying, then sat on the corner of the sofa, slapped his neck, "Dongdongdongdong" a bottle of beer, "Fuck a fox, I slapped my butt before I even slapped it, and I slapped me in the face."

"I'll fuck you back? You won't be able to beat a woman, right?" Yuan Du made a hand shape that despised, "Are you still interested in someone else's love for you?"

"I'm merciful to you, you uncle! The two guys are coming out of the way. Brother and heroes don't suffer any loss in front of you." The fat pig finished drinking the wine, held the bottle of wine and swung the neck in his hand twice, and cursed, "There's a fucking grandson attacked me from behind, and said that he was waiting for me to cut him. He even shook with the brother with the Vip card of Emperor Hao. Brother and I'll go with me to cut him!"

Yuan Du was amused, "Don't do this fake trick. Could it be that he was beaten back by someone in a mess? Just ask for help."

"Hey, I'm fucking today, Brother Hao has opened a comfort party for you. Could it be that your brother on the lie is beaten and you're going to make a joke?"

"You said it was Brother Hao who opened it for me. Do you still need to cut people in Brother Hao's place?" Yuan Du leaned on the sofa, turned his head and looked at the elder brother, and asked, "Brother Hao, how do you do it?"

Brother Hao first picked up the cigar on the coffee table and sipped the cigarette. After spitting out the cigarette ring, he half-squinted his eyes and pointed at the headset boredly and said, "Just finished reporting, the two old fat people treated the guests who came to sing as work. When they met a stinging person, they started the movie at that time."

"Hey, Brother Hao, are you still talking to them? I saw her drunken collar torn open and exposed, and wine dripping in her collarbone. Of course, I thought she was not a serious person anymore."

"Damn you even pay attention to their collarbone. Are you good-looking? And how can you think so?" Yuan Du despised the fat pig again, "This is not the first time he has been playing with Brother Hao. Don't you understand the rules of Brother Hao?"

"What are my rules? Hurry up!" The fat pig gestured again with the wine bottle.

"Of course, if you are right, Brother Hao is right, if you are right, Brother Hao is right, if you are wrong, Brother Hao is right to cut him off." Yuan Du laughed, "Is it Brother Hao?"
Chapter completed!