There is no need to say more about threats and warnings, if Zheng Fei and his gang can't change their, no amount of money will save their lives next time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Carrying a large bag of lost and recovered banknotes, Da Feige's heart was not good in every way.

hated himself for being incompetent, and convinced Ye Fan.

"Big Feige...... Why don't we find Brother Ren and find a place for the brothers?" The flower shirt swollen into a sausage, and he was still flattering Zheng Fei.

"Fuck your sister!" Brother Da Fei slapped it, pointed to the flower shirt and scolded angrily: "You can pay back this million ducks!"

has already lost such a big face, how dare Zheng Fei report to the top, I'm afraid that he, the little boss of the neighborhood, will not be able to do it.

A group of people shook out of Shuimu Spring City in dejection, and when they looked back at the apartment again, Brother Da Fei sighed heavily.

I can't afford to mess with it!

"Brother Ye, I'm ......" Lu Qingyu bit his lower lip, his expression was timid, and he stopped talking.

Ye Fan raised his head and smiled: "What's the matter, Xiaoyu, don't say anything about seeing outside, thank you, just accompany your eldest brother to have lunch outside." ”

With his warm smile reflected in his eyes, Lu Qingyu nodded shyly: "Well, I'll go change my clothes!" ”

One million and two million, a whole one and two million!

In this world, only ill-gotten gains come quickly, the poor break a penny in half, and the rich squander it in bundles.

It's not that Ye Fan has never seen such a large amount, the incense money in Maoshan Jiuxiao Palace every day has to be packed in a sack, and he often counts the money until his hands cramp. It's a pity that the money is collected by a few old guys every time, and I don't see a dime.

This time, you have to enjoy it for a while!

When Ye Fan returned to the bathroom and put on his shirt, shoes and socks, when Ye Fan came out again, Lu Qingyu had already changed his clothes and was waiting with his bag.

When he saw her, Ye Fan was slightly stunned.

Pure cheeks, curved willow eyebrows, Qiong like a small nose, revealing a delicate and elegant, white floral long-sleeved shirt and bohemian skirt like flowing water, showing a bit of pastoral romantic atmosphere, the high-heeled sandals under her feet set off her body more beautiful, small fresh without losing charm.

What a pretty and lovely woman, no, a girl.

"Brother Ye, what's wrong?" Lu Qingyu looked at him softly, his eyelashes blinking.

Ye Fan smiled, waved his hand and said, "No, it's beautiful, Xiaoyu." ”

Lu Qingyu raised his head and smiled, like a bud blooming, fragrant and pleasant.

Carrying the huge sum of 1.2 million yuan in the paper bag, Ye Fan and Lu Qingyu walked out of the community side by side, took a taxi, and sat down at a high-end Western restaurant near the commercial street.

"Brother Ye, why don't we change it?" Flipping through a few pages of the menu, seeing the expensive price list, Lu Qingyu's expression was a little unnatural, and he looked at Ye Fan in a low voice.

The waitress at the bar looked at the two men with disdain, and ran away without money