"Really? That's bad. Mr. Cao rubbed his hands with regret: "We have so many guests every day, I don't know which private room Mr. Yan is in!"

This is prevarication.

Gao Leng sneered, looked at the smiling Mr. Cao in front of him, and looked at him without speaking, just looking at him, and at the same time, more than a dozen cameras were aimed at Mr. Cao.

There's a sense that every word you say is likely to be broadcast.

Lao Hang was even more ruthless, standing directly in front of Mr. Cao, aiming the camera at his face and sharply adjusting the focus, such a shooting method, not to mention that Mr. Cao was already weak in his heart, even if he was not empty, he let Lao Hang have a heart attack.

It's not the same when you're in front of a camera or a person.

Behind the camera represents the eyes of thousands of people, while the lens of the cold team means the eyes of hundreds of millions of people.

Cao always stretched out his hand unnaturally and subconsciously wanted to block the camera, but with so many shots around, can he block it?

"Mr. Cao, I know you have a lot of guests, but I ask you to think about it, think about Yan Jiucheng, where is it. Although Gao Leng's words were polite, his words were non-negotiable.

It's just a step for Mr. Cao.

"Yes, yes, yes. Mr. Cao hurriedly nodded cooperatively, and glanced at the camera in this circle: "Then I'll check, but" He rolled his eyes: "But it will take some time." ”

Scheming, Gao sneered coldly, and thought.

Time is still delayed, not to mention Yan Jiucheng, he can't even catch a hair.

"How long will it take?"

"This" Mr. Cao glanced at the twins, and the twins pressed Gao Leng's arms together, and said delicately: "It must be soon, anyway, there are our sisters with Mr. Gao, don't you relieve your boredom?" ”

With such a pressure, two waves of flesh/bullets hit the left and right arms numbly, and the two stretched out their fingers to point to the elevator, pushing Gao Leng in the direction of the elevator with a slight force.

An intern's eyes were straight, looking at the two lumps that were deformed by the pressure on Gao Leng's arms, and then saw that the two sisters were really carved out of a mold, different from the girls who were only wrapped in scarves in the hall, these two people were wearing cheongsam, but the slits were very high, and the two pairs of beautiful legs were surprisingly consistent, and they were even more sultry under the cheongsam.

"Yes, yes, Shuangshuang and Feifei, accompany Gao reporter to soak in the hot springs or sing, or play ball. Mr. Cao hurriedly said.

This is clearly stalling for time.

Gao Leng should have refused immediately, but he hesitated for a moment, and looked at the stunners on the left and right, this hot spring and singing can be understood, playing?!

"What kind of ball?" he couldn't help but ask.

"A little game. Both stretched out their hands to hold Gao Leng's hand, and then to the two balls on their chests: "It's just a little game, playing ball." ”

Gao Leng suddenly understood, he looked down at this young girl, and couldn't help but sigh, how can such a beautiful woman specialize in this? Women, there are many beautiful ones, and there are many sexy ones.

But there are not many that make you want to burn your body at a glance, and you want to be crushed under your body immediately.

This pair of Shuangfei Fei is such a woman, a random movement is extremely amorous, no wonder it is said that the women in this are all trained, and the woman who can sit in the position of the twelve oiran of the hoe noon is naturally good.

Whether it is appearance, figure, education or technology, it must be the upper class. As for what kind of upper-level method this technology is, to be honest, Gao Leng really hasn't experienced it.

It's just a simple action of gently putting Gao Leng's hand on his chest, and then saying 'it's just a little game' so softly, but it reveals infinite ambiguity, and the two of them leaned on Gao Leng's body.

"Mr. Gao, let's go, let's go play ball. Feifei smiled flatteringly, and the two of them took Gao Leng's hand and wanted to go to the elevator.

"I'm sorry. Gao Leng had a cold face, detached his hand from Shuangshuang Feifei, took out his mobile phone and lowered his head for a few seconds, and then stretched out in front of Mr. Cao. Mr. Cao took a look, only to see an unpublished message on Gao Leng's Weibo: a photo of naked women walking on the catwalk in the hoe noon hall, and a group of men holding signs next to them.

Mr. Cao's face collapsed suddenly.

"The first one, you can also take a look. Gao Leng stretched out his hand and dialed it, and the first Weibo posted at the door, a few simple words: Here. There were already 3,000 comments on this Weibo post in just five minutes.

The influence of high coldness can be seen every second, and the carrion case is still fermenting.

Here, Mr. Cao couldn't help but read a sentence, his eyes saw the bottom of the text, Gao Leng turned on the location tracking, and the address was clearly written on it: XX Street Hoe Wujing Xiuyuan.

This message is enough to choke, if you add this picture to send out

There is no need to say half a sentence at all, hoe noon is exposed.

Being exposed by Gao Leng is not a joke, he is now in the limelight, and the Caesar Group has been brought down by him, let alone a mere nightclub.

"Mr. Cao, how much time will it take you to find Yan Jiucheng?" Gao Leng waved his phone and asked.

"I'm going to look for it now, I'm going to look for it now. The smile on Mr. Cao's face can only be described as a terrifying smile, he waved his hand to the entourage behind him after echoing it again and again, and the man hurriedly stepped forward and bent deeply towards Gao Leng: "Mr. Gao, I am the account manager of Ho Wu, you also know, we have a lot of guests in Ho Wu, and there are more than 300 private rooms, I will find it as soon as possible, as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, the account manager and Mr. Cao glanced at each other, and the account manager's eyes were full of worry, which showed that the people above had not been transferred. Not to mention that the guests inside are either rich or expensive, it is impossible to notify everyone to evacuate at once for such a big stall as hoe noon.

It seems that this treacherous and cunning thing is still thinking about delaying time, so he sneered coldly and put his mobile phone in his pocket: "Mr. Cao, you have to figure it out, it's not me begging you now, it's you begging me, prevarication, you have to pay the price." I'll give it to you, fifteen seconds. ”

Fifteen seconds? A layer of fine sweat broke out on the grass head, and the account manager immediately greeted him and bent deeply towards Gao Leng again: "Fifteen seconds? How is this possible? Mr. Gao, aren't you embarrassed for me?"

"Ten seconds. ”

"This Mr. Gao, you see that you are not in a hurry to find someone for a while"

"Nine"

Mr. Cao and the account manager glanced at each other and began to panic.

"Eight. Gao Leng turned the phone on again.

"Seven. "The mobile phone's Weibo was clicked.

offended a Yan Jiucheng, he was the king of connections, and offended him

"Six. Gao Leng edited the news again, smiled, and raised it in front of Mr. Cao.

The sweat on the head of the grass is big and big, there are rules for hoeing, confidentiality is the most important part of hoeing's survival, come here for recreation, if anyone wants to find you, you can find it, who will come in the future?

It's not a matter of offending a Yan Jiucheng, it's a credit issue of a nightclub.

"Five. Gao Leng's fingers reached out to the 'send' button.

Snatching Gao Leng's mobile phone? Obviously, this is a stupid thing that only children do, Mr. Cao looked at the bodyguard behind Gao Leng and thought. Since people can bring bodyguards, they are fully prepared, and they sent that Weibo at noon

"Four. Gao Leng's voice became impatient.

sent that Weibo, if Gao Leng is killed, it will be tantamount to telling the world that he is hoeing out of the afternoon.

"Wait. Mr. Cao suddenly gritted his teeth, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then approached Gao Leng, stretched out his hand and pointed to the side: "Mr. Gao, can you borrow a step to speak?"

Borrow a step to speak?

"When you go to the private room, you can rest assured that you will only be delayed for a minute, a minute. Mr. Cao pointed to a nearby private room and said.

(Thanks: Horror Burning Prison, Brother Hang, Mr. Feng Yasong, Jackslim, and comic bs for their rewards, there are still many people who haven't written it, and Xiaojing has seen it.) Now you support niche writing. ）