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"I'm not for sale, show some respect!" Jiang Yizhi hit Duan Xiaojue's head with a "bang".

"Oh, the beauty is so energetic, don't dare, don't dare, let you go, but promise me, don't call the police, ah," the words let go, and sent the person out of the box.

At this moment, He Xu had already moved to the sofa, got his mobile phone, and was about to press the emergency dial.As a result, his hands were empty, and the phone was snatched by Duan Xiaojue.

"Don't even think about leaving when you're here, why are you so disobedient every time, eh?" Duan Xiaojue hugged him onto the sofa, sat down, and didn't intend to untie the rope for him.

"You really know how to pick your time," He Xu said coldly, hiding his emotions calmly, "I have an auction to rush to."

"Which time did you not have something? If you continue to work like this crazy, your body will not be able to hold on." After speaking, he calmed down and calmed down, and then said: "Drink some wine and relax. I will let someone call you a few times later." Come here, a girl."

"Duan Xiaojue," He Xu stared at him firmly, "Enough is enough, I won't whoring."

"All right, all right, then I'll let someone call you a man."

"..."

Duan Xiaojue couldn't hold it back, he laughed out loud, "Just kidding, don't be so serious, how about I take Lu Yu over?" After speaking, he picked up a glass of whiskey and forced the other party to drink it down.

He Xu almost choked, and stared at him in surprise: "Do you know Lu Yu?"

Duan Xiaojue rolled his eyes quickly, as if he couldn't say a word: "It's not just that I know him, he is my son."

"Your son!" He Xu fell into deep thought immediately, and upon seeing this, the other party poured another glass of whiskey.This time, Uncle Duan ordered more than a dozen glasses of spirits with the mentality of not getting drunk and not going home.

"My adopted son."

He Xu seemed to understand everything, and said to himself: "So, you sent him to my side at the beginning."

The other party did not deny it, but said: "You know my job is dangerous. He was still young at that time, and no one would take care of him."

He Xu let out a disdainful "heh".

The other party continued to explain: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, but I didn't have time to say it, and later I thought it was unnecessary."

He Xu opened his mouth slightly, and repeated: "There is no need for this..."

The other party then poured him wine, pondering the change of expression on his face, what is he, hit?Uncle Duan can be regarded as a rough man who does a lot of work, he doesn't know how to comfort others, he only knows to pour him wine blindly, and when he gets drunk, he can relieve his worries.

After drinking an unknown number of cups, He Xu tried to stand up, "Relax, I need to use the toilet, and help me, I'm a little dizzy."

Duan Xiaojue immediately put his hand on him.

"It's not you," He Xu turned his head and glanced at him, "I want that person just now."

Duan Xiaojue frowned: "You mean Jiang Yizhi?"

He Xu said "Yes", and Jiang Meiren was called in.

It was the first time for Jiang Yizhi to do such a thing as helping people use the toilet.

As soon as the door was closed, He Xu asked, "Why didn't you call the police?"

Jiang Yizhi leaned into his ear and said, "The boss won't let you call the police."

He Xu tugged at his arm: "You have to help me, hold him back, I'll escape."

"No, you're so drunk, how can you escape?"

"I'm fine," He Xu hung his head, "I'm just dizzy."

Jiang Yizhi didn't like Duan Xiaojue very much. If he was allowed to choose, he would definitely be on He Xu's side.So he agreed to come down and try his best to hold the man down.The best way to distract a person's attention, he thought and thought, that's the only way.

So the two came out of the toilet, Jiang Yizhi grabbed a glass of whiskey casually, and without a word, straddled Uncle Duan's lap, covering his entire line of sight, right?

Duan Xiaojue raised his head and smiled: "What is this, beauty?"

Jiang Yizhi also looked like a spring breeze: "I'll give you a dance, our shop's bonus tonight."

Uncle Duan is having a good time now, the one dancing for him is none other than Jiang Mei, whom he has always dreamed of.

The dance music in the box also began to sound, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious.

Taking advantage of the two people behind him talking and laughing happily, He Xu gently opened the door of the box and walked out.Supporting the wall with one hand and his forehead with the other, He Xu walked out of the bar and slowly came to a less lively neighborhood.Across an alley, he sat down in the corner of the skate park.Taking out the mobile phone that he had secretly stuffed into his trouser pocket just now, he dialed a number.

"Hey, it's me."

On the other end of the phone was a serious wake-up anger: "You are sick, why wake me up so early in the morning?"

"I forgot about jet lag..."

"Say something quickly, I'm sleepy."

"Suddenly miss you."

"Understood, I hung up."

"Wait a minute, tell Jiang Qinmian that I'm in the red light district."

"I don't know him well, go find him by yourself and sleep."

"His phone number is..."

Before he finished speaking, his hand was empty, and his mobile phone was snatched away.He Xu turned around and saw that there were several tall punks.

"Give me back the phone," he said.

Those few people didn't seem to understand what he was saying, they just grinned.The tallest person on the right took two steps forward, grabbed He Xu's hair and pulled it back violently.

He Xu couldn't help showing a painful expression on his face.