Reborn My 1993

152 Ambiguous
"Brother Long, Hou Tuzi never asks for help. Does this kid have some background?"

When Liu Jin went out, another person in the room looked at Pang Erlong and said.

"I'm not afraid of the origin. After all, this business is not a loss. It's not easy to make Hou Baldzi owe me a favor. Go, say hello, let the brothers move, and I must find him tomorrow."

"Okay, Brother Long, I'll make arrangements now."

The man who spoke just now picked up the paper on which Wang sent a message, put on the coat thrown on the back of the chair, and left the room.

Pang Erlong smoked the rest of the cigar in one go, and then pressed the cigarette butt in the ashtray vigorously.

His nickname is Xiaolingtong, because he has a wide network and is very good at inquiring about news. Of course, it is definitely not a big deal to specialize in inquiring about news. In recent years, he has started to do people-hunting work, which contains more content. Yes, and those who come and go have also made a lot of tricks.

Baldy Hou and him didn't have much contact in private, but it was inevitable when their teeth touched their tongues. The two groups would have a little friction from time to time, which also led to a very subtle relationship between the two. It's nothing, but there are undercurrents in private.

Because of this, Pang Erlong was very surprised that Hou Baldzi came to him for help because of a little kid. He didn't say anything, but he was extremely curious about Zhang Yiming in his heart.

On the other side, Zhang Yiming and Liu entered and exited the basement.

"Brother Liu, say hello to Brother Hou for me, I won't go back to his place, I'll go down tomorrow to hear the news."

"Ah."

Liu Jin hummed, didn't say a single extra word, stretched out his foot, kicked the motorcycle on fire, and jumped out.

Regarding Liu Jin's attitude, Zhang Yiming didn't have any extra thoughts, and rode his bicycle directly to Gan Jiumei's shampoo room.

Although the business of the shampoo room is done during the day and night, comparatively speaking, the business at night is definitely better than during the day, so most of the time, the shampoo room does not open until close to noon, and it is just ten o'clock in the morning. Zhang Yiming When I got to the shampoo room, the curtain was still drawn.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

Zhang Yiming didn't really want to meet the two women from last time, so after knocking on the door, he stood on the side, about two or three meters away from the door.

But there was no movement in the house.

The people in the room should not be there at this time, could it be that they haven't woken up yet?
Tuk Tuk Tuk.

"Who?"

"I."

Hearing Gan Jiumei's voice coming from inside, Zhang Yiming responded.

"The door is unlocked, come in!"

Zhang Yiming didn't want to go in at first, but he didn't have any excuses or reasons not to go in, so he could only push the door and walk in.

"Xiao Ming, you came just in time, help me."

In the room, Gan Jiumei was wearing a suspender pajamas, the material of which was smooth and thin.

"Xiao Ming, help me adjust the switch on the top, the water is a bit cold."

Seeing that Zhang Yiming didn't move, Gan Jiumei called out again.

Zhang Yiming hesitated for a moment, and walked to Gan Jiumei's side.

At that time, the equipment in the hair washing room was very simple. It was not as high-end as later water heaters. It could heat up quickly. A mixing valve is installed under the water tank, and the mixing valve is connected to the water tank while the tap water is connected. If the switch on the mixing valve is not well adjusted, the water temperature will be difficult to control.

At this time, Gan Jiumei asked Zhang Yiming to turn the mixing valve switch.

The water tank was in the corner of the room, and the washbasin was almost connected to the wall, so Zhang Yiming had to stretch his hand over Gan Jiumei's body if he wanted to turn the mixing valve.

"Xiao Ming, what's wrong, the shampoo should be dry soon."

"Oh, right away."

Zhang Yiming was slightly embarrassed, and quickly reached out and grabbed the switch of the mixing valve.

"Ah, I'm burnt to death!"

Gan Jiumei suddenly screamed, and Zhang Yiming also saw the steaming water flowing out of the water tank, and hurriedly tried to turn it back, but the mixing valve was stuck. It was broken off abruptly.

The hot water continued to flow down, Gan Jiumei jumped up from the edge of the pool holding her hair, Zhang Yiming's arm was still on her body, this jump directly knocked Zhang Yiming back, Gan Jiumei's hair was covered with water, Zhang Yiming lost his footing and fell directly backwards. Gan Jiumei subconsciously pulled and fell to the ground with Zhang Yiming, falling into Zhang Yiming's arms.

Gan Jiumei's body was close to Zhang Yiming's, and she could feel the temperature on Zhang Yiming's body. Although it was very cold outside, Zhang Yiming's body was not cold at all, and the smell on Zhang Yiming's body was very clean, without the smell of cigarettes, alcohol and other kinds of alcohol from those men. The complex smell is like peach blossoms in spring, the aroma is not strong but it makes people intoxicated and hard to extricate themselves.

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay!"

Hearing Gan Jiumei's voice, Zhang Yiming hurriedly averted his eyes, but the hoarse voice still revealed his true emotions now.

"It's fine."

Gan Jiumei didn't get up immediately, her wet hair fell on her shoulders, and the water droplets continued to soak through the already somewhat transparent suspender skirt. Zhang Yiming's Adam's apple rolled a few times, pushing Gan Jiumei off his body, and then hurriedly stood up, But soon he felt something was wrong. He knew about Gan Jiumei. Although Gan Jiumei opened a shampoo room, she was not a casual person, and she didn't rely on her body for food. On the contrary, her personality was more like a little girl, full of Otherwise, in the previous life, she would not have chased her for nearly ten years because of a one-night dewy love.

"I'm sorry, get up!"

Zhang Yiming stretched out his hand and pulled Gan Jiumei to stand up.

"It's okay, I'll go and change clothes."

"Ah."

Zhang Yiming turned his gaze to the side again. He didn't remember whether he, who was 16 years old in his previous life, would have the same impulse when facing the current scene.

(End of this chapter)