After Yang Can left Su Mingfeng, the topic of supernatural powers has been reverberating in his mind. Although the hope is not great, it is finally possible that someone will guide him on some theoretical things. The deeper he is in contact with the energy of consciousness, the more he is. I feel that every time I use energy, there is a certain degree of "sexuality". For example, in Yan Shangxi's previous time, if one is not careful, the consequences are really unthinkable.
While accompanying Xia Meng and Zhu Huaicheng to the streetcar in Bolan, Yang Can was in a good mood. Zhu Huaicheng took the horse betting newspaper along the way and vowed to make a fortune by betting on this thing.
Yang Can watched the video introductions of the horses participating tonight on the computer, observed the energy of the jockeys and horses, and pointed to No. 4: "Buy this, he has a better chance of winning." The military department should not. Will investigate.
"Fart." Zhu Huaicheng snorted as soon as he saw the information introduction: "The No. 4 horse has never won a championship. The big favorites are No. 3 and No. 7, and it is unlucky for a champion jockey to match a champion horse to No. 4!"
Yang Can couldn't explain to him the energy problem of the coordination between the horse and the jockey, just smiled.
During this period of time on the road, I received a call from Andy and Xu Yang, about Le Weekly. After all, Le Weekly has a solid foundation in Hong Kong. Sun Guohao also received a lot of intercession calls. The other party’s request was very simple. Yang Can's men are merciless and let the weekly magazine make a living.
Sun Guohao knows the whole story of this prosecution case. Because it involves competition in the media industry, under normal circumstances, few people will file a lawsuit to the court to resolve conflicts, but Yang Can is a mainlander after all. Some time ago After receiving so much oppression, this reaction was normal. Sun Guohao knew that looking for Yang Can would definitely make no sense. Eventually, he dragged a few relationships to find Xu Yang and asked Old Xu to mediate.
"Xiao Yang, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. Some things should not be done too absolutely. After all, there are more than 100 people in Le Weekly. If you think about the situation of our previous magazines, you need to understand more about what matters."
Yang Can also heard from the phone that Xu Yang's mentality was quite vague about her recent behavior, and she couldn't help but smile. He didn't know why he was taught by this Uncle Xu, but he was still a little happy. He was so angry. The voice was very pleasant, and I also agreed on the phone:
"Well, Uncle Xu, it makes sense, I will explain it, let the lawyer only sue for compensation for the loss of reputation, and will not pursue it."
This answer is of course not Yang Can’s kindness. It’s impossible for Yang Can to let go of the clutter of Le Weekly. It’s just that Andy just called to explain the situation. Although the evidence on his side is overwhelming, it’s just known for being fair and strict. The official Bao Chunxue has already expressed his opinion to Andy before.
When the verdict is pronounced, Le Weekly will be convicted of loss of reputation from the "Zombie" series, but to measure the effect, the "Zombie" market has responded well and there is no possibility of huge compensation. Top media should not take Hong Kong too much as free. " A place of control, at most, is a symbol of "sex" to accompany hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars.
According to Andy, the police officer's stern tone frightened him, and Bao Chunxue is not good at fooling around. Compensating Yan Shangxi for 200 reputation loss is not a big problem, but it is not enough to shut Le Weekly.
Although Yang Can feels a little bit sorry, but thinking about the "reflection action" between the Hong Kong Artists Association and the SAR "government", Zhou Yangsheng and Huang Heyue can't run away, and there is nothing to worry about.
It's just Xu Yang's question later that made Yang Can quite embarrassed.
"There is one more thing." Xu Yang's tone suddenly became more serious on the phone: "Did you and Xia Meng talk about friends with Xia Meng during this period of time?"
It’s easy to hide many things from outsiders, but it’s hard to deceive people around you, especially Xu Yang and Wu Lan who always watched him grow up, and they are not much different from their biological parents. Yang Can's stomach and butt are stunned. Just know what he wants to fart.
"En." Yang Can took the phone and looked at Xia Meng's literary face with a little guilty conscience:
"It's all about work relations.. They are all colleagues. You know that Xia Meng is a talent that Mr. Zheng personally sees..." First push the matter to Zheng Chucheng, so that once the matter is exposed, there is still room for relaxation.
"Do you think your Uncle Xu is such a cheat, and Mr. Zheng is not a fairy? You can tell that little girl can be the anchor at a glance?" He sighed:
"Uncle Xu doesn't interfere with your freedom of love, but you also know that Ma Yiyi's girl is your Aunt Wu's heart. We all know that you two have a good relationship, but I am afraid that you are sorry for the girl. In fact, I am worried that the address is so many elders now. If you support you, you can only do a sound and "colorful" career. You should have a family and a family according to your age. You can get along with whoever you like, and get things done well. As long as you don’t complicate life’s problems, you I can’t learn from those people in society who have money and just play with the fun..."
Xu Yang sighed on the phone. He found this matter very difficult. Yang Can is good at everything, but he always seems a little immature in this relationship. As the leader of a group company, many things are required. Set examples, let alone engage in the media. How many eyes are staring at him. Who are Wu Bin and Qiu Huabo? Do they support a person who has loopholes in his style of life
Isn't Yang Can not sure that he is playing with fire? Are there few examples of the so-called successful people falling into the word "female sex"
Yang Can looked sideways at the Hong Kong street car Hai Denghe out of the car window and said, "Well, I will take care of it myself." There was a bit of self-deception in his tone.
"You need to be aware of some things. Don't think that you can restore them to the original state if they are broken. You should cherish them. I think Yiyi is pretty good. Whether it is for your career or life, it is not like you in some large courtyards. You still have to be angry when you go in." Xu Yang finally ordered.
Hanging up the phone, Yang Can sighed slightly and groaned secretly. Although Xu Shu was a little straightforward on the surface, he was definitely not so foolish. I'm afraid these two elders know more than just said, the situation of Xue Qiyuan and Yang Xiuya. 80% of them also received the news, and they absolutely cannot tolerate themselves hugging each other outside.
Seeing Yang Can shook his head with emotion, Xia Meng came over and smiled and "touched" his chin, rubbing his thick stubble, and asked:
"What's the matter? Are you unhappy to come out with me? Want to enjoy the graceful taste of Hong Kong chicks with Brother Cheng?"
The little girl saw that she was depressed and wanted to make herself talk. Yang Can smiled, gently hugged Xia Meng, put a sticker on her body, and sniffed her attractive girl's deodorant, although she agreed rationally. Xu Yang's principle is to let Xia Meng go. It is absolutely impossible. Let's talk about the future.
"I... I still prefer the taste of Taiwan." She stretched her hand on her greasy thigh in the skirt, and just touched Xia Meng's red earlobe with her mouth. Xia Meng smiled and avoided him, making him a little bit angry. The wink indicated that Zhu Huaicheng was still in the front passenger seat.
Zhu Huaicheng laughed in the rear mirror: "I'm very short-sighted, even if someone is giving birth behind me, I can't see it." The smirk on her fat face made Xia Meng even more embarrassed, and she squeezed Yang Can's. His thigh made him sore.
After getting off the bus at the destination, the three people began to be curious about this well-known "sex" street, but only saw a few large shops, and did not see the feasting scene in the movie at all.
Zhu Huaicheng walked for a long time and couldn't "touch" the way. He couldn't help but cursed, "Could Hong Kong be severely beaten?" He couldn't help but ask an uncle who sells newspapers. After having difficulty communicating with Cantonese for a long time, that uncle only revealed With an ambiguous smile and pointing a direction, the three of them walked to the end of the street and saw a street full of neon signs.
Nightclubs, saunas, and karaoke have everything they need. The narrow streets are crowded. There are still many foreigners in the ferocious crowd. Zhu Huaicheng, a veteran who looks at the women standing on the side of the road, is immediately full of joy.
"Hong Kong~I'm coming~" The fat man was excited to see the "All-Inclusive Banquet Package 390" on a sign with a wolf howling.
Yang Can took an eye-opening look and Xia Meng immediately took a few steps away from him. As long as he wanted to go up to "early adopters", he immediately pretended not to know him, and he came to do business.
The fat man didn't care, and immediately had a hot conversation with an enchanting mother Sang on the side of the road, and laughed in with a full face of "**", and didn't forget to make a victory sign with Yang Can when he turned his head.
"Let's try it too? At least ask about the price in Hong Kong." Xia Meng smiled and took Yang Can's hand. The mentality of the little reporter was very eager to "experience life".
"If you want to do market research and do a special topic, you don't need to do it. These ladies are not from Hong Kong." Yang Can smiled and stopped her.
Xia Meng was wearing a black "color" miniskirt, her breasts were standing upright against her tight-fitting T-shirt, and many people were already drooling at her from a distance.
Although the slender figure of "sex" makes her full of seductive power, her pure and literary face looks out of place in this red light street, and anyone with no judgment can find her and this place. The other females "sex" are people from two worlds, and with Yang Can's follower, no one has the guts to come over and strike up a conversation.
Xia Meng listened and stared at his face without believing, and said with a small mouth, "If you don't want to go, you don't want to go, what a bad excuse."
It’s also weird. A man and a woman come to this place. The man doesn’t want to go shopping, but the woman is very interested...
"You do not believe?"
Yang Can smiled and pointed to the row of "liuying" over there and said, "The first one is from Heilongjiang, the second one is from Jiangxi, the middle one is from Inner Mongolia... that one is from Nanshi..."
"You lied, you just continue to lie." Xia Meng smiled like a crescent with her big eyes, pointing to her face and said, "Are I, a famous host in the country, look very ***? You treat me like a kid. "
Seeing Xia Meng's cute expression of dissatisfaction, Yang Can couldn't help scratching her nose: "Don't believe me, you can try it yourself?"
Xia Meng yelled with pain, and "touched" her nose and snorted: "Try it! If you lie to your sister me! I will drive you out of the reporter's helper door today!" After finishing speaking, she turned her head and looked around. The row of women with heavy makeup over there brewed in their hearts, took a deep breath, put their palms to their mouths, and suddenly shouted, learning the dialect of Nanshi:
"You're so good~!"
In Yang Can’s stunned mouth, all the ladies on the street were attracted. Most of them looked suspicious. Only the sturdy “Nanshi” lady with majestic breasts, who was appointed by Yang Can, was in the middle. He stood up immediately, his face flushed, and he pointed to this side and cursed in Nanshi dialect: "You're a banma day, you can't talk about it~!"
Seeing the fierce appearance of the stout young lady preparing to rush over, Xia Meng spit out her tongue and hurriedly pulled Yang Can down and fled.
"Don't look back, you are so stupid, you will be over after being caught up, you really didn't lie to me, how did you tell."
Yang Can was led by Xia Meng, feeling the soft and slippery touch from her slender fingers in the night of the crowded Polan Street, she couldn't help turning her head to focus on the woman with a youthful smile beside her, Moonlight Under the shining, the beautiful voice and the strange night scene were intertwined with each other, and a strange sense of pleasure spread in his chest, and he couldn't help laughing.
Maybe Xu Shu seems to be too greedy, but men are so greedy sometimes.
Unconsciously, the two came to No. 2135 Boran Street, Yang Can took out his business card and checked the address.
"Oh... I can't tell that you are still a regular customer. Tell me honestly, how many times have you been here~!" Xia Meng's literary temperament was full of contempt, and she snatched the card: "The massage therapist skills here. Okay?"
"Am I like such an impure person?" Yang Can withdrew his business card: "On business, I heard that there is a very clever fortune teller. I am going to the United States. Let him do the calculations with me." Yang Can casually perfunctory Of course, he couldn't explain the whole thing to Xia Meng.
"Hmph, I see." Xia Meng glanced at the name of the name "Luo Shifeng, Master of Numerology and Feng Shui" on the card, and she obviously did not believe Yang Can's words:
"I did a show before, and now the sex scenes deliberately pretend to be some fortune-telling. The feng shui shop uses a very male "sexual" name for the lady to cover up~! It's too cunning, I despise it. you!"
"Fart~!" Yang Can replied sullenly, and walked in. There was a hotel on the first floor. The lady boss came in a room with two people, and introduced how his hourly room was good, plus a "suit".
"I despise you!" Xia Meng snorted, feeling humiliated.
On the second floor, it was even more revealing. At the entrance of the stairs, a woman who looked like a tomboy was kissing another woman in the corner, making people stunned.
"I despise you again..." Xia Meng's face turned red, and she watched the tomboy look at this side with a very ambiguous look, and said fiercely in Yang Can's ear.
Finally tossing up to the third floor, finally saw the billboard on the house number which read "The Lingling Hall-Tiekou Zhidaoluo Banxian", it seemed that I had found the right place, and the door was not locked.
After entering the door, the two of them were in a stunned room, but it was a mess. All the furniture and furnishings fell to the ground, as if swept by the wind, which was completely different from the scene in the imagination.
Su Mingfeng is also a feng shui master. He wants the expert he came to find by himself to be more powerful than him. How could it be so downhearted that a fortune-telling shop for feng shui opened in such a remote corner.
Xia Meng was so scared that she hid behind Yang Can and whispered, "Is it haunted here... why is it so scary."
Yang Can looked around, and felt that this place had been smashed by someone. On the wall, the words "Repay the Debt" written in red paint were used to wash away the traces looming.
As soon as Xia Meng was about to go inside to see what was going on, she heard a stern female yell, and a figure holding a peach wood sword rushed out.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Centimeter held the peach wood sword.
At this time, the two talents could see the appearance of the person in front of them clearly. Eighteen and nine-year-old beautiful girls wore large black-rimmed glasses and looked very quiet. They were dressed in small dresses and miniskirts, with white and delicate thighs. " Dew's mouth is mouth watering in the air, completely dressed up as Ma Xiaoling, staring at two innocent watery eyes, looking at them in horror, screaming in high frequency.
When Xia Meng saw that she was a little girl about her age, and that she was holding a mahogany sword instead of an ancient machete, she finally calmed down, thinking that she had lost her face just now. , Could not help but raise her head up to the screaming little girl:
"What's your name, you!" It was you who scared people, but you screamed.
The quiet little girl wearing glasses was taken aback by her yelling, and she froze for a long time, blushing, and said, "My name is... Luo Xiaowei."
Yang Can and Xia Meng were stunned for ten seconds at the same time before they were relieved..
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"Where did she come from! Even if his master ran away in debt, she was deeply irritated and shouldn't be wrong! I was asking her what the ghost was called! She thought I was the same "sex" called Miss Consumption Love! Who is it!" The literary girl's complexion turned red, and she remained in a frantic state on the bench just now.
"I despise you!"
Listening to this sentence repeated many times, Yang Can could only smile helplessly. Originally, he was looking for Master Luo Shifeng to answer questions, but he didn't expect that Master Luo is not only a fortune teller. It didn't work, and there was a big problem with the "sexuality". I even got a loan from a client who borrowed money to go gambling on horses, and I lost everything.
Now Master Luo is not knowing whether he is going to the Philippines or Thailand. He has left a little apprentice from a distant relative who came to visit him to see the shop. He is also scared by the people who come to collect debts.
"Little witch, how do you dress up like this... and still play cosplay?" Xia Meng couldn't help asking this Luo Xiaowei.
Luo Xiaowei lifted the glasses conscientiously, feeling aggrieved: "The master said, now "I have a date with a zombie" is red, let me play as Ma Xiaoling, business will be better."
"Since I'm here, you can do the calculations for me." Yang Can, holding a dead horse as a living horse doctor, looked at this nervous and supernatural girl and asked, don't look at Luo Xiaowei's delicate way of pinching water. , But the energy of the purple "color" consciousness is 259 higher than that of Su Mingfeng, so it is not necessarily a capable person.
"I... I haven't been a teacher yet... no way." Luo Xiaowei waved her hand quickly.
Xia Meng slapped Mahogany Sword on the table and said, "It's not that you don't give me money!"
Tears of the weak version of "Ma Xiaoling" almost came out, and she took out the compass aggrievedly and began to place it in front of Yang Can. Seeing the pointer flow, she couldn't help but froze, took off her glasses and wiped it.
"What's the matter?" Xia Meng couldn't help asking, feeling that this matter was very strange.
"Hey...you also have aura..." Luo Xiaowei opened her mouth in surprise: "But...you should have died a few years ago...what..."