I don’t know if it is Zhang Er’s "Mao" who has such a good "business", or if he is too popular and popular. In short, after this guy walked into the gate of Blue Moon, he was about to walk to the gate of the East Chamber. A black car drove in again and stopped firmly in front of the gate of the East Chamber.
This is the morning, and the East Wing is closed during the day! And who is this guy? How did you get the car in? No parking here, there is a parking lot outside! As a security guard of Blue Moon, should I take care of this kind of thing? No... Isn't he a big shot again
Zhang Er's "Mao" turned his head and looked at the car in front of him with a puzzled expression. For a while, he really didn't know if he should have gone up there and asked about it. But at this moment, when Zhang Er's "Mao" felt a little hesitant, the car door opened. A guy in a suit and leather shoes walked down, walked to the side of the car and opened the door.
Your mother, there is also a dedicated driver. The driver has to get out of the car and open the door. It seems that the person sitting in the car is really not easy, and it is probably really a big man.
Big shot? Hey, I want to see how old you are and how twitchy you are! This is Blue Moon, and Lao Tzu is the security guard here. In other words, this is Lao Tzu's territory. If you don't abide by the rules here, Lao Tzu has to take care of it. Besides, who is my Zhang Er's "Mao", the security guard of Blue Moon, the bodyguard of Song Family's daughter, the big guy next to Song Zhiyuan, who am I afraid of
Zhang Er's "Mao" didn't think much, turned around and walked towards the car, really wanting to see where the "onion" was in the car.
At this time, the door of the car was also opened, and an old gentleman with a little gray hair walked out slowly. With a vigorous look, a majestic appearance, extraordinary aura, and a decent dress, he is not a simple figure at the first glance, but a big man at the first glance, the kind who is more aggressive than the deputy director Song.
Zhang Er's "Mao" didn't want to offend a character like Song Ziqiang anymore, wanted to take back his footsteps, wanted to open one eye and close one eye, but found that the old man seemed to have noticed himself and seemed to be looking at him with a smile. For a while...
Regardless, this face is still needed! Trees rely on a skin, and people rely on a face. Zhang Er's "Mao" still understands this.
Zhang Er's "Mao" can't take care of that much, so he stepped forward and said with a serious face: "Old sir, I'm sorry, it's closed this morning, so please come back." This old thing too, just go up as soon as you see it. At a young age, why don't you know how to converge a little, and still be so "sexy", and don't know how to take care of your body!
"Oh?" Hearing what Zhang Er's "Mao" said, the old man was puzzled, but he still looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a smile on his face. "Boy, I'm not here to play, I'm here to find someone."
"Looking for someone?" It is estimated that he really came to find someone. He can still play like this, but it is because of his awkward waist, or it is better not to be excited by the recurrence of heart disease. "Who are you looking for, tell me, I will help you up and call, and your car can't be parked here, please drive to the parking lot outside."
"You..." After listening to Zhang Er's "Mao", the old gentleman said nothing, but the man in suit and leather shoes beside him couldn't help it. He looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a fierce expression, and rushed forward to prepare... But before he rushed forward, he was stopped by the old gentleman.
"Zheng Gang, drive the car outside." The old gentleman said coldly to the man, and then slowly walked to Zhang Er's "Mao" and looked at him carefully. "Your name is Zhang Er "Mao"?"
"Huh?" This old thing actually knows himself? "Second "Mao" is my nickname, my name is Zhangkou, and how do you know me?"
"Hehe, Mr. Zhang Er'Mao', you are now a big celebrity on the market. You have already appeared on the newspaper and TV. Don't you know?"
"No... No?" I didn't do anything, and didn't go to prostitutes, and then I was caught by the police and reporters.
"The heroes don't ask where they come from. There are many talents in the world. Zhang Er's "Mao" beat the devil and won the championship in the martial arts tournament. Isn't the Zhang Er "Mao" mentioned in the newspaper you
"Huh?" Feelings... Feelings are really famous. Feelings are really celebrities. I don't know if there are any fans (fans). I don't know whether they are beautiful women or stinky men.
"Hey, it's me, it's me, but that's not my credit, it's Li..." Damn, I almost missed my mouth when I was excited, and almost told Li Jingjing this dead ghost.
"What is it?" The old gentleman looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a puzzled look. He really wanted to know that this guy in front of him was originally not Zhao Liang's opponent, and that this guy in front of him was clearly beaten by Zhao Liang and could not fight back. But suddenly a very human will and strength erupted, and the whole game was reversed. He really wanted to know what kind of power made this guy in front of him turn defeat into victory and knock down Zhao Liang.
"Yes... My master teaches well. Actually... At first, I was too careless and didn't try my best. I... My skill is good. At best, my tricks are just... It’s just a sharp horn, hehe!" You’re just talking about it, it’s not ashamed to fool the old man here!
"Oh, that's it." The old gentleman still looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a smile on his face. Although he knew that the guy in front of him was blowing, he didn't reveal the other party for a while. What force defeated Zhao Liang. "Then who is your master?"
Hearing the old gentleman's question of Zhang Er's "Mao", he was proud of his face. After looking around, he stretched his mouth to the old gentleman's ear and said mysteriously: "My master is called Zhou Botong."
"Zhou Botong?" After hearing the second "hair", the old gentleman looked puzzled, and once again looked carefully at Zhang Er's "hair" in front of him, there was only one thought in his heart: This kid is upright and can be distinguished. It's just a glib guy, and it's a lie!
"Okay, or let's go upstairs and sit down and talk slowly." The old gentleman pointed his finger at the door of the East Chamber, and motioned Zhang Er's "Mao" to go upstairs with himself, but Zhang Er's "Mao" was a little stunned at this time. Living.
This old thing is sinister enough. First, I'll fudge Lao Tzu to get closer and closer. In fact, the real purpose is to go upstairs. Fortunately, my Zhang Er's "Mao" reacts fast enough, otherwise... Hey, people. The manager said that as long as there is no VIP card, even if the Emperor Lao Tzu comes, he will never go upstairs. Yes, Jingjing said that Manager Ma is not a good thing, but this is also not the rule of Blue Moon.
"Old gentleman, old gentleman." Zhang Er's "Mao" stepped forward and stopped the old man. "You... Do you have a VIP card?"
"Oh? Do I need a VIP card for going upstairs?" The old man looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a puzzled expression.
"Hey, this is the rule of Blue Moon, very times, very times, hehe..." I'm polite to you when you are an old man, or else... Humph, I kick you out. There are many people here, young and old, but I have never seen you with such a white hair. Can you eat it
"I..." The old gentleman seemed really embarrassed and embarrassed when he was stopped by Zhang Er's "Mao" and asked such a question. But at this moment, a flaming red sedan rushed over outside the gate and stopped steadily outside the gate of the East Chamber.
Looking at the flaming red sports car, Zhang Er's "Mao" face is embarrassed and worried! That sports car is not someone else's, it is Song Siyi's dead woman! Who is Song Siyi? She is Song Zhiyuan’s sister, and the daughter of the Song family! What should I do, do I also go forward and drive the other party out? is it possible? impossible! Do you dare? Don't dare!
The old man seemed to have noticed the embarrassing expression on Zhang Er's "Mao" face, so he smiled and asked: "Why can she park the car here, and I just..."
"Oh, you don't understand this. She is the daughter of Mr. Song, the owner of Blue Moon. This is someone else's site. Can I take care of it?"
"Then I'm still..." It's her father! But the old gentleman was interrupted by another voice before he finished speaking.
"Dad?" Song Siyi, who jumped out of the sports car, rushed up with excitement, stretched out his arm and took the old man's arm. "How did you come?"
"Dad?" Zhang Er's expression of "Mao" was surprised, and he yelled directly after Song Siyi, of course his eyes were fixed on Song Zihao in front of him. It's over, it's over, this old man is actually Song Siyi's father, which means... Your mother, this time I really hit the boss, he is still the big boss!
"You..." Hearing that Zhang Er's "Mao" also called himself father, and his eyes were still fixed on his father, Song Siyi was angry. "Hey, don't scream, who is your father, he is... he is my father and your boss."
"Oh." Zhang Er "Mao" lowered his head hurriedly. "Yes... Sorry Dad, I didn't know it was you..."
"Hey, hello, hello, you... are you still called?" Song Siyi seemed to be even more angry, but in his heart...
"No, no, Mr. Song, I mean I don't know..." Zhang Er's "Mao" is anxious and nervous! Actually... Actually I pretended it! My father passed away early, and I really didn’t call my father a few times. This old thing seems to be not bad and treats me well. The key is that he is still so rich and has such a beautiful daughter. Dad and Laozi don't suffer, isn't it! As for whose father it is, I don’t care about you so much. It’s a big deal that I changed my name to father-in-law. Anyway, that’s the same thing, hehe...
"Huh! You dead hooligan, if you dare to snatch my father from me, see if I don't tell your mother, you will feel better at that time!" Song Siyi still has an angry face, and his eyes are still staring fiercely at Zhang Er's Mao. "In fact, I was happy in my heart.
"Okay, okay, don't fight!" Song Zihao was relieved, holding his daughter's small hand with one hand, and raising one hand to put it on Zhang Er's "Mao" shoulder, and then the three slowly walked into the East Chamber. The door...