we are bad boys

The man with glasses stayed in Guangzhou for a day, had a meal in the evening, and did not take a break. He flew directly to Zhejiang, went straight to the shopping mall where Shi Wei contracted logistics, and then asked Wang Mumu to remit 200 yuan for packaging, which cost nine With the strength of two tigers, Tao Teng dressed as a cargo and went to the logistics and investment department of the shopping mall. As a contractor, he talked with the shopping mall about logistics contracting.

The man with glasses fully utilized his eloquence, and used the highest level of shameless martial arts skills...

Faceless! ! !

Successfully invited one of the investment managers to a restaurant to have dinner together, drink some wine, find a high-end sauna club together, and do something that men love to do...

After the set was set up, during the casual chat, the man with glasses had already figured out about Shi Wei's affairs in Zhejiang. What Wei himself said is in line with what Wei himself said. These things are not secrets, but they can be figured out in such a fast time. It can be seen that the man with glasses has some other specialties besides being a jb duck... But compared to playing the erhu, playing the sanxian, etc. This kind of specialty is of no use to his career...

I ran to two places, and I felt that what the man with glasses collected was enough. The operation mode of Shandong is the same as these two places. It’s not interesting to go or not, so I thought about it and asked him to book tickets directly. Just come back.

After hanging up the phone with the man with glasses, I stood at the door of Caesars, feeling more at ease in my heart. I was silent for a while, finished smoking the cigarette between my fingers, and walked into Caesars with steps.

……

On the other side, in a private teahouse, a pockmarked face was sitting cross-legged on the ground, facing the small table where this person was sitting, slowly fiddling with the tea set on the table, sipping tea carefully.

"Tatata...!"

There was a sound of footsteps, followed by a creak, and the sliding door of the private room was gently pulled open, and a figure walked in unhurriedly, and closed the sliding door.

"You b-person, you don't have a sense of time. I've been waiting for you for more than half an hour!" Pockmarked raised his head, looked at the figure in front of him on the Japanese-style screen in the center of the room, and bared his teeth.

While the person on the other side listened to him, sat down cross-legged on the other side of the screen, then pressed the button on the table casually, the kettle buzzed and started to boil water, he turned over the table and put it upside down. tea set, and said lightly: "It would be nice if you could come...!"

"Hehe, you are my little Olympic doll, I will trust you when I see you, and it will be fine later!" Pockmarked took a sip of tea, looked at the blurred figure behind the screen, and said something quite jb.

"Bi Ziwen's set has been set, and the plot will be very tense. Let's see, do you want to choose a character to play with?!" The blurred figure sat on the bedding, washing the tea set with hot water.

"Fuck, I don't know any scripts, I know what kind of role I'm suitable for?" He cursed with a pockmarked smile.

"Not only, you don't know, I don't know either!!" The vague figure sighed softly, and said something lightly.

"You are not enough friends, hide your mind from me, haha!!" The pockmarked face froze for a moment, then laughed and said.

"This matter is hidden from you, I don't need it, I'm here to drink this bitter tea with you!!" The blurred figure said with almost no pause.

"You really don't know??? Is my IQ lowered again?? Or are you being marginalized?" Pockmarked face frowned and asked again.

"Hehe, not at all. Bi Ziwen is too independent in his work. You can't let you know what's going on, but you can't let you know everything. The four of us are in charge of each, but we don't know each other, and we don't even know each other. I have met before, so Bi Ziwen is unexpectedly cautious in doing things, and he is very vicious. Take the last incident as an example. He has been with him for almost ten years, and he misses his old love a little bit, and he won't die in the hands of a bastard... In the end, one of Meng Fei's people went in and one died, and he took a small stick behind his back and stabbed him blindly Bi Ziwen, but there’s nothing fucking wrong... I don’t care if you admire him or not, anyway, I already admire him so much!!” The vague figure said helplessly.

"You mean you four people who don't know anyone, not only others don't know, but your own people don't know?" Pockmarked asked with some doubts, or doubts.

"Hehe!" The vague figure smiled and stopped answering this question.

The pock-marked face frowned, playing with the teacup, staring straight at the screen, thinking about it for a long time, and didn't know whether to believe what the person opposite said.

"Bi Ziwen is experienced and cautious. Although I don't know what he is going to do, I still understand his temper. He likes to do long-term and has patience in layout. There is a second chance to catch his breath, Meng Fei has enough brain power, and his narrow mind is not empty, but he is still young and has too little experience, if you don't intervene, I guess he will suffer a lot!!" Vague The figure said while making tea.

"Hehe!" Pockmarked laughed when he heard this, without arguing.

"What are you laughing at?" The vague figure asked with some doubts.

"It's okay!" The pockmarked face still didn't answer his question, smiled, and continued: "Don't understand the script? There should be no one in the direction. Let's both jb wash and cuddle a girl to sleep, and even make a cameo appearance as a jb, Don’t end up being a trick to be stabbed to death by an army!!”

"...Pay attention to Meng Fei's recent actions...!" The blurred figure was silent for a long time, and said something lightly.

"Do you need to pay attention to shit?" asked with a pockmarked face.

"... What if the shit happened??" The vague figure asked back with a smile.

"If you put it that way, I'll fucking understand, do it!"

"Done!!"

After speaking, the two toasted and drank the tea, and then the blurred figure stood up quickly, lowered his head, opened the door and walked out.

The pockmarked face watched the figure disappear, sat on the spot without moving, quietly looked at the teacup in his hand, frowned, froze for a long time, and said slowly: "Shit...**...fucking twelve The thing about the intestines, fuck it, I listened to my dad's advice at that time, and went to a medical university, and anorectal department...!!"

After the pockmarked face finished speaking, he stood up slowly, dialed the number of the third child, and walked outside with his handbag in hand.