"Mei Shao, why are you here now?"

In the private room on the twenty-first floor of the Royal Hotel, Mei Chongsheng was seen coming in from the door with a gloomy face, and a short-haired young man tilted his head and said.

This young man, with a handsome face, a slender figure, extraordinary clothes, and elegant demeanor, revealed a kind of aristocratic son's brother all over his body. With his left hand, he hugged a woman with a beautiful face, his five fingers kept rubbing on the towering peak, and he held a glass of red wine in his right hand, just wanting to clink glasses with a slightly obese young man opposite.

"Luo Shao, you must help me this time!" Seeing this young man, Mei Shao seemed to have seen a savior, and begged with red eyes.

"Mei Shao, what happened?" The slightly obese young man looked Mei Chongsheng up and down, but saw that his clothes were stained with mud, and there was a faint shoe print on his trouser leg, as if he had been beaten.

"I was beaten!" Mei Chongsheng said very angrily.

"Huh?" The short hair raised his eyebrows, looked at Mei Chongsheng and said, "Mei Shao, who is so bold that he dares to beat you in your city?" ”

"A migrant worker!" Just by saying the word 'migrant worker', Mei Chongsheng's heart ignited with raging anger, and hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Mei Shao, you're not kidding, a migrant worker dares to beat you? Isn't it that you owe other people's wages? The slightly obese young man said with a smile.

"Bi Shao, it's like this!" Without waiting for Mei Chongsheng to say anything, the middle-aged man behind him told Mei Chongsheng about being beaten. Of course, he would not say that Mei Chongsheng hit the other party first, but that the other party provoked trouble and beat Mei Chongsheng, and then relied on Xie Wencai's prestige to enter the Royal Hotel safely.

After the processing of the middle-aged man's words, Luo Shao and the others listened angrily.

"Mei Shao, what's his name, where is he now, I'll help you vent!" Major General Luo slammed the wine glass in his hand to the side of the countertop, and with a "bang", a few bits of red wine overflowed from the glass and splashed on his hand. Seeing this, the beautiful woman next to her lowered her head and cleaned the red wine in his hand like a dog gnawing on it.

"He has Xie Wencai's backing!" Hearing Luo Shao say that he wanted to help him out, Mei Chongsheng was overjoyed, but he still pretended to be pitiful and helpless on his face.

"What kind of thing is Xie Wencai, but he is just a deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, and he dares to maliciously shield such a bad people?" Luo Shao said disdainfully.

If others said this, Mei Chongsheng would definitely think that he was arrogant, but if this came from Luo Shao's mouth, he didn't think there was anything wrong.

Because, Luo rarely has his arrogant capital!

……

Xie Wencai only sat for a while, and soon received a phone call.

"Xiaoyi, I have an urgent matter to deal with, let's talk first!" After answering the phone, Xie Wen walked back and said to Liu Siyi.

"Haode, Uncle Xie, I'll send you!" Liu Siyi stood up and said.

"No need, you play with yours, if you have time at night, you can go to my house and sit down!" Xie Wencai waved his hand.

"Well, haode, Uncle Xie go slowly!" Gao Lin and Ma Liu both got up to see each other.

Seeing Xie Wencai leave, the three of them sat down on the sofa again, Gao Lin poured wine into Liu Siyi's half-empty wine glass, and asked, "Douwa, is your old man's body okay?" ”

"Not good!" Liu Siyi shook his head, his face slightly gloomy, "Maybe I won't survive the winter!" ”

Hearing this, Gao Lin was silent, and unconsciously, he remembered his childhood time in his heart, and remembered the kind old man who told them stories of the past all day long.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than ten years, and now that they have all grown up, the kind old man is gradually moving away from them.

Pondering, the three of them did not speak, and suddenly, the door opened, and several people came in from outside.

Walking to the front, there was a strange short-haired young man, twenty-four or five-year-old, handsome and extraordinary, with a glass of red wine in his hand, and a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, as if a prince had descended, and a condescending expression patrolled the room.

To the right of the short-haired young man, standing is a slightly obese young man, who, like the short-haired young man, also has a kind of arrogance.

On the left of the short-haired young man, followed Mei Chongsheng. Just looking at Gao Lin in the room, Mei Chongsheng's eyes were about to burst into flames, and a pair of fists were pulled tightly, as if he wanted to rush up immediately and blow Gao Lin's head with one punch.

"Who are you?" Seeing a few strangers suddenly coming in the room, Liu Siyi couldn't help frowning.

"What, isn't Secretary Xie Wen here?" Walking over with a wine glass in two steps, the short-haired young man looked at Gao Lin and the three of them like a group of ants.

Seeing the short-haired young man's eyes, Liu Siyi and Xu Sheng's expressions became very bad.

After so many years in Kyoto, who would dare to show such contempt to them?

"Secretary Xie is already gone, I don't have time to deal with you, get out of here!" Liu Siyi said very politely.

As soon as he heard Liu Siyi's words, the short-haired young man suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a playful smile appeared on his face, looking him up and down.

"This brother, what is it called, why haven't you seen it in Southern Province before?" Judging from the other party's dress, the short-haired young man knew that he was not an ordinary person.

Ordinary people, how can they wear a set of Armani worth tens of thousands of yuan!

However, the expensive clothes do not mean that he is detached, like that kind of nouveau riche, not to mention tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of clothes can be worn, but for him, he is an ant-like existence, as long as he wants to, he can easily kill him with his fingers.

In these days, it's not enough to have money, you don't have power in your hands, and it's not a fart. Otherwise, there will not be so many people who cut through their brains and squeezed into the system.

"Heh, come to find out what I'm going to do?" Liu Siyi laughed, turned the wine glass in his hand, looked at the short-haired young man, and said coldly, "You are not qualified enough!" ”

As soon as the word 'grid' was finished, the short-haired young man shook his right hand, and the half glass of red wine in his hand suddenly spilled, and it all fell on Liu Siyi's handsome face with a "snap".

As soon as they saw Liu Siyi splashed on the other party, Gao Lin and Ma Liu immediately stood up from their seats.

"Brother Lin Zi, wait a minute!" Liu Siyi stretched out his hand to grab Gao Lin, stood up from his seat, raised his left hand, scratched his cheek with his fingertips, put it in his mouth, smiled and nodded at the short-haired young man: "Good wine, if we guess correctly, it should be 83-year-old Medusara!" ”

Anyway, he didn't care about the red wine flowing like blood on his face, bent down to pick up the wine glass on the countertop, and walked slowly towards the short-haired young man.

Watching Liu Siyi slowly approach, somehow, the short-haired young man suddenly had an urge to retreat.

However, the arrogance in his heart told him that no matter what, he couldn't retreat, otherwise, he would lose his face.