Boss Liu Qingfu dragged his nearly 200-pound body downstairs, hugging the slender waist of a familiar woman beside him. In the crowded flow of people, he cut through like a hot knife, walking out of the fiery bar. Several beautiful girls standing at the door to solicit business saw this monthly money-making Maitreya Buddha and coquettishly tried to please him, until this fat Bodhisattva promised to take them to Babyface next weekend. A group of girls didn't have the awareness of employees, and it seemed that the affable fatty also didn't have the awareness of being a boss. When Liu Qingfu sat in his somewhat old-fashioned Mercedes-Benz S300L, his chubby face immediately fell, and the beautiful woman beside him handed him a cigarette. With a familiar flick of her wrist, the Zippo lighter ignited the cigarette, and the fatty exhaled a mouthful of smoke rings, gazing sideways at the bar with a gloomy expression: "I invited the most beautiful little **** and the best-looking little white face to the bar, I invited top-notch DJs beyond this level to play records, and I asked friends from all walks of life to take care of the scene. The expenses inside and out are not small. This kid is good, he comes and says he wants to clear the field. He's clean, but my wallet is going to be empty! Does he really think he's a dragon crossing the river? Yanzi, have you figured out this guy's background?"
Two red lips opened and closed lightly, "Money can make ghosts grind mills, with enough money in the wallet, there's nothing that can't be done in this society. I helped you ask about it, that time when the Northeast gang and Jiangxi guys made trouble, the two people who came forward to help this kid resolve the issue were from two phone calls, one from a certain office of the Special Police Team of the Garrison Command, and the other from a certain leader of our Shanghai Armed Police Corps. I've verified the office phone number, it's indeed a senior colonel. I just don't get it, such a small matter, dozens of people fighting, not even resulting in any deaths, yet two mid-to-high level officials from different systems got involved?"
Fat Liu Qingfu said impatiently: "I don't understand that set of government regulations, hurry up and fart!"
The beautiful woman flashed a hint of disdain that was not easily noticeable, but after a fleeting moment, she had an even more charming expression. One hand rested on the plump man's leg, which resembled a barrel, and her body leaned towards Liu Qingfu, causing a wave of nausea in her heart. However, her face still wore a bright smile as she said: "Liu Baozi, although the Shanghai Garrison Command is nominally under the control of the Shanghai Municipal Government, it actually belongs to the Nanjing Military Region. The Shanghai Armed Police Corps, on the other hand, is directly under the Armed Police Headquarters. In short, this small storm won't affect the strength of these two aspects at all. It's not about government organization. Speaking of garrison commands, I'll give you two words."
"Which two words?"
The woman smiled and said: "Army."
Fat Liu Qingfu, who came from the underworld and rose to fame, shook his chubby cheeks a few times, snuffed out his cigarette butt, and angrily said: "Why didn't you say so earlier, Niuxi Pi? Are you intentionally making me look like a fool?"
For a hoodlum, no matter how big a hoodlum, even if he has become a powerful figure in his field, he is still a big thug who cannot be seen or heard. China does not have an underworld, this was said by a national leader, and it's not just empty official language. In Hong Kong and Taiwan, maybe you can mix black and white to get ahead, but on the mainland, it's absolutely impossible. Maybe there are gangs, but wanting to cover the sky with one hand is difficult. If you make a mistake, you have to honestly admit defeat. Resisting the government? Are you out of your mind? Especially in Shanghai and other coastal areas, even if you're a big shot who can swim like a fish, you still have to spend all day whitewashing and cleaning up your behind. So Liu Qingfu, an ordinary person, as soon as he hears about the government, becomes nervous, and when he hears about the military, he immediately softens up. No matter what kind of magical powers you have, looking for trouble with the military is like tying a big rock to your leg and jumping into the Huangpu River.
The woman called Wild Goose tucked away the lighter and smiled slyly: "Don't be nervous, Chen Ergou himself isn't anything special, a farmer from a small village in Northeast China. Although it's strange how he got entangled with people from both sides, I'm sure this young man's background and connections aren't as exaggerated as outsiders imagine. He's not some heroic figure from the North, nor is he a rich kid from Beijing. The Shenyang Military Region has nothing to do with him."
Liu Qingfu sneered, "Women are just long-haired and short-sighted. I'm asking you, those uncultured Jiangxi people wouldn't specially go to understand the twists and turns in this matter, having lost such a big face, wouldn't anyone think of causing trouble in the next few days? But the result was calm and peaceful, no one secretly scheming, and this young man called Er Gou could really come to my place unscathed? Even if he's good at fighting, those Jiangxi people would still trample him to death when they're desperate. The rumors about those Northeasterners who can take on dozens of men are mostly unreliable. I've been in the underworld for almost 20 years, and I've only seen one or two truly abnormal and despicable masters, but someone like that is absolutely not Chen Er Gou."
The woman smiled and didn't speak, the fat guy next to her, although his taste wasn't great, hadn't really seen the world, but he was indeed quick-witted. She didn't have too much objection to what the fat guy said.
The fatty muttered to himself: "I really didn't think this young man could still stir up government and military backgrounds, so I'm a lot more at ease now. The cleaner the scene is, the better, even if I make less money, it won't hurt me too much, just consider it spending money to ward off disaster. Who knows, maybe this young man with a mysterious name will be my lifesaver in the future. Spread the news you got, but don't make it too clear, leave some ambiguity, just like how men look at women's bodies, if they're fully exposed, the interest is actually less than if they're half-exposed. This way, as long as he's got my back in SD Town, my other scenes will be a lot safer, and I'd love to see those few bastards who originally didn't get along with me dare to make a move."
The woman nodded in agreement.
"Yanzi, I plan to invite him out for a meal in two days' time. Can you help me arrange it? Don't let people think I'm stingy."
"I'm best at spending money."
"Fatty suddenly felt a sense of melancholy and said: 'I don't know why, but seeing this young man makes me feel old.'"
The woman who was almost entirely leaning on him smiled slyly and said, "This Chen Ergou doesn't look great, his clothes are also shabby, but standing in front of you like that, he really has a bit of an impressive demeanor. Young girls don't understand, it's easy to overlook this kind of man. At my age, it's different. When looking for a man, one should find this kind of reliable one. Do you want someone tall and handsome with a big thing down there?"
The woman laughed with a radiant smile, her two breasts shaking wildly, and said: "I'm willing to eat him, but that young man doesn't even want to eat me."
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In Chen Ergou's impression, Xiao Yao was a timid and weak little girl who was always cautious in front of him, like a small deer searching for food in the Changbai Mountains. But when she stepped onto the high platform beside the dance floor to lead the singing, it caught his eye, and Xiao Yao seemed to have untied that purple silk ribbon tied around her ponytail, letting her long hair flow down, matching a delicate face as exquisite as porcelain, her whole body shrouded in colorful lights, like a Gothic painting, dynamic in the darkness. As the prelude began, Chen Ergou was shocked - it wasn't the soft and weak Chinese love song he had expected, but a rock-style English song with an overwhelming momentum. When she opened her mouth to sing amidst the screaming and staring of the men and women present, her singing voice gave Chen Ergou his second shock - this petite beauty actually possessed a female high-pitched voice similar to that of an opera singer, rich yet clear. With the deafening DJ accompaniment, it felt as if he was at a concert, and the excitement in the bar had indeed reached its peak.
Cai Huangmao said loudly next to Chen Ergou's ear, "Brother Dog, that's 'Memories' by the Dutch national treasure band Withiation. Not every girl who can sing can bring out the flavor of this song. Xiao Yao doesn't often go on stage, and she usually dresses more conservatively. She's really different from most girls in this bar. Today, she must be singing because of your face."
At this moment, Chen Ergou happened to see Xiaoyao looking towards him, her eyes dazed and confused. At this instant, this little beauty was undoubtedly the most moving.
Singing voice, body, eyes, all beautiful enough to make people's hearts tremble.
Chen Ergou is just a rustic fellow like Liu Laolao who entered the Grand View Garden, he's just a virgin who has never tasted the pleasure of women, and he can appreciate beautiful women. When he sees Li Wei or Guan Shiying, when he has the chance to take advantage, he will absolutely not put on an air of moral integrity, even when dealing with the high-and-mighty Cao Qinxin. This is not about being promiscuous, but rather wanting to attract the attention of beautiful women and hoping to conquer them.
Standing on the second floor, leaning against the railing, Chen Erdou felt the superiority of being in a superior position for the first time.
In the past, Chen Erdou's concept of money was how many kilograms of rice it could buy, how many trees were worth, how many years of education it could provide, or how many ugly wives it could buy. As for power, it was about middle school teachers beating students to vent their frustrations, or after the college entrance exam, looking at those who failed miserably but relied on their parents' connections to get into university. When he arrived in Shanghai, Chen Erdou's horizons suddenly broadened, just like a white bear and a black panther entering the mountains for the first time to hunt.
After Xiao Yao finished singing that song, she jumped off the stage, ignoring the men and women who were frantically asking her to continue performing. She ran quickly to the second floor in front of Chen Er Gou, her little face flushed, her hair not even tied up yet, those clean eyes with a hint of unusual charm.
Then Chen Ergou asked a superfluous question, "Xiao Yao, do you have a boyfriend?"
Nothing.
"Or what?"
"Really?"
Chen Ergou remained silent for a long time. The little girl standing opposite him had also been waiting for a long time, and finally heard a sentence: "How about having a midnight snack together tonight?"
Xiao Yao smiled and nodded, seemingly a little speechless with laughter and tears.
"But I don't have any money on me, so I'll just owe it along with that bottle of rose oil."
She covered her mouth and smiled lightly.
Cai Huangmao suppressed the urge to vomit blood, ran downstairs, thinking that this dog brother was more ruthless than anyone else when it came to beating and scheming against people, but how could he have dropped the ball at the most critical moment? Then, he thought again, and suddenly realized that Chen Ergou had a kind of reverent admiration for his idol. He muttered to himself: "Could it be that he wanted to let Xiao Yao pay for everything, including the midnight snack and the hotel room? I've seen ruthless people before, but I've never seen anyone as ruthless as you, Dog Brother - you're really something!"
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