"Xijing Jiasuo" is located in Dongcheng District, where every inch of land is expensive, and it lives next to a courtyard of the former dynasty. Facing the central area, backed by gardens, the environment is quiet and the content is explosive. It can not only satisfy the face of the upper class, but also has a place for fun. It is favored by the majority of gentlemen and ladies. In just a few years, it has become the top brand of high-end clubs in this city.
Xijingjia occupies a large area, and the yard is divided into two. The front is normal entertainment facilities, and visitors are guests; the security facilities at the back are tight, and only VIPs are allowed to enter. There are no other reasons. One is that most of the people who come and go here are public figures who value privacy very much. The other is that the main "hot content" here is somewhat shameful, or it is scandalous, or it is from a wrong way. Take everything out They can all be sentenced to at least three years.
Song Ge was sitting in a box in the backyard of Xijing Institute A at this time. Jiang Kezhou had just passed the effect of the medicine, and was dizzy, nauseated and drowsy. He was tied into a human meat dumpling and thrown on the sofa. A middle-aged man with a white face and a rich appearance looked at his face carefully under the light, pinched his bones again, and gouged out Song Ge very critically, and said dissatisfiedly: "This appearance can only be scored seven points, not more. Yes. It’s almost meaningless to say it’s mature, but it’s not delicate enough to say it’s tender. Now that young masters don’t like it, where do you want me to sell it?”
Brother Song apologized and said with a smile: "Boss Sun is taking care of me. I have a handle on this boy's father. I can't guarantee anything else. He must be obedient. And he looks like a baby at first glance, which is rare here... You come One?" He graciously passed a cigarette to Boss Sun, but was waved away by the other party: "Recently, I got angry, so I quit first. I'm not a child, but now I don't care much about playing with little boys."
Jiang Kezhou listened to their conversation while half asleep and half awake, and his brain suspended by the anesthetic finally started to function sluggishly. Immediately, the hairs all over his body exploded in shock: These bastards not only lend usury, but also part-time human traffickers and pimps!
In broad daylight, the world is clear, and the vulgar plot of "being sold to a brothel" that only appears in third-rate gossip has come true.
But he's a man...
Compared with his peers, Jiang Kezhou has more experience, but the experience of walking in a normal society is obviously of no help to these hooligans. He was racking his brains to think of a way to get out, when suddenly a shadow fell in front of him, Boss Sun's fat and white face appeared above his head, looking at him with interest: "Oh, wake up. Old Song, you This medicine won't work."
"Haha, I'm sorry. Now the top control is too tight, these medicines are really hard to get." Song Ge laughed dryly, and said tentatively, "Boss Sun, look—"
Boss Sun picked up Jiang Kezhou with one hand and straightened it up, and after looking at it carefully for a long while, he said unhurriedly: "These eyes are really brilliant, and they still have a bit of taste at first glance... that's all right, keep it, you can open it." price."
Brother Song's eyes, which were originally small, disappeared as soon as he smiled. He couldn't hide the joy on his face, and hurried over to shake hands with Boss Sun. There was no verbal communication between the two, and they all relied on gestures back and forth with their fingers. Jiang Kezhou was so confused that he didn't have a chance to interrupt, and cursed inwardly. After a while, the bargaining was over, and both parties seemed very satisfied. Brother Song held Boss Sun's hand flatteringly and said, "We will have to rely on you in the future..."
Suddenly there was the sound of the doorknob being turned at the door of the box, and the solid wooden door was pushed open from the outside. Brother Song's half of his words were stuck in his throat, and he turned his head to stare at the group of uninvited guests in panic.
The leader was a man in black formal attire, tightly wrapped from head to toe, with a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, his gaze swept across several people in the box, paused on Jiang Kezhou, and then turned away quickly. He frowned and asked the waiter leading the way: "What's going on?"
The waiter looked at him, then at his manager, and said slowly, "This..."
"Why are you blocking this place? Are traffic lights installed at the entrance?"
Hearing his voice before seeing him, the man with glasses immediately stepped aside. Everyone looked behind him in unison. This very impatient tone and lazy voice are standard features of a dude, but the man who walked in was a handsome man who was not at all like a dude. He turned a blind eye to the bright crime scene, but stared at Song Ge and Boss Sun's hands in the future with a strange expression, and suddenly laughed out loud.
Brother Song didn't recognize this person, but Boss Sun immediately threw away his hand in embarrassment, and stepped forward: "It turns out that Mr. Ye is here. I'm not far away to welcome you, please come in."
Ye Zheng laughed teasingly, but he was handsome and had good looks, so he didn't even seem so offensive when teasing: "Boss Sun really doesn't show his face, when will you change that?"
"Oh, Mr. Ye, stop teasing me." Boss Sun knew that this man was a sensible person and would not go out and talk nonsense, so he wiped off his cold sweat and said with a smile, "I'm just talking to someone. Ye Did you always ask me for something? Or did Xiaoqian lead you the wrong way?"
Ye Zheng turned his head slightly: "Yan Zhixing."
The man in suit and glasses immediately went to the waiter to confirm. Ye Zheng raised his eyelids, Fang Youyu glanced at Jiang Kezhou at this time, Jiang Kezhou suppressed his discomfort and met his thoughtful eyes, feeling like a heart would pop out of his throat.
Song Ge and Boss Sun's attention was on Ye Zheng and his party. Jiang Kezhou silently mouthed "Help" while no one was paying attention.
Jiang Kezhou didn't know where this was, but Ye Zheng knew it. To become a VIP of Xijing Jia, in addition to the indispensable money and status, there is also a customary rule, which is "don't meddle in other people's business".
It is said that the behind-the-scenes boss of Xijing A Firm has all eyes and hands. Unless Ye Zheng is full, he will never offend him for a stranger.
Ye Zheng looked away indifferently.
The glimmer of hope in despair is easily over-magnified, and the sense of loss is often multiplied when one thinks about heaven and one thinks about hell. Jiang Kezhou closed his eyes, his beating heart slowly calmed down, and kept falling heavily. He wasn't in too much pain, he just felt cold.
After Yan Zhixing dealt with the room problem, he returned to Ye Zheng and reported in a low voice: "Mr. Ye, it was a mistake at the front desk when making the appointment. They have already prepared another private room. Are you going over now?"
He didn't deliberately lower his voice, Boss Sun naturally heard it too, and immediately put on a smile on his face: "Oh, Mr. Ye, I'm so sorry to make you make this trip for nothing. I will definitely teach these idlers a lesson when I go back. In this way, today's meal is my favor, and I have the right to make an apology to Mr. Ye."
"It's such a big deal, I don't have the nerve to eat you for nothing," Ye Zheng waved his hands indifferently, "I have an appointment later, I will go there first, and I will meet you for a drink another day." Turning around, he said to Yan Zhixing, "Call Director Zhang , tell them to change places."
After Ye Zheng and the others backed out and confirmed that the door was closed, Boss Sun breathed a sigh of relief and pressed his chest: "It's very dangerous. Fortunately, I met someone who knows everything. Lao Song, send him to the back quickly." go."
Brother Song was not familiar with this circle, so he naturally didn't recognize Ye Zheng. Hearing this, he asked curiously, "Boss Sun, who was that little boy just now? He's very powerful."
"What a jerk!" Boss Sun glared at him, "That's Ye Zheng, the boss of Xihua Entertainment, the second son of Xihua's Ye family. Still can't tell who it is."
Brother Song laughed dryly, stopped talking, walked to the sofa and pushed Jiang Kezhou, and shouted: "Get up, pretend to be dead!"
Jiang Kezhou was top-heavy, and he stood up spinning for a while. Boss Sun didn't bother to care about him, so he followed behind and looked down at his phone. There is another door in the box, which leads to nowhere. The three of them were about to leave through the back door when suddenly there was a "dong dong" knock on the front door of the box.
Boss Sun put down his phone and said with a headache, "Damn, who the hell is it?"
He let the two stay in the room, greeted them out, opened the door and saw the person coming, he was stunned.
Ten minutes later, Boss Sun came back to the room with a smile on his face. Brother Song got impatient and stood up and asked, "It's over? Can we go this time?"
"What are you going to do?" Boss Sun said to Jiang Kezhou with a wrinkled smile on his face, "Tsk tsk, you are really lucky."
Brother Song and Jiang Kezhou were completely stunned: "What's going on?"
"Brother, you shouldn't ask about the next thing," Boss Sun patted him on the shoulder, "It's a big deal. Don't worry, I'll have someone call you the money tomorrow." He said again Crossing the river Kezhou, cut off the rope on his body, and put on a lighter handcuff, "Follow me."
Brother Song was left inside, and Boss Sun brought Jiang Kezhou outside. Jiang Kezhou was also stunned when he saw the man. Standing at the door was Yan Zhixing, Ye Zheng's assistant.
"Mr. Yan, you can take it away. Here are the handcuff keys and two anesthesia." Boss Sun handed Yan Zhixing a small box, and pushed Jiang Kezhou towards him. , I'm afraid that he will have a strong temper. Tell Mr. Ye to be careful."
Yan Zhixing nodded with a dead face, and nodded politely: "Thank you, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."
Boss Sun opened the door for him himself: "Thank you, Mr. Yan. Go slowly."
The change came too fast like a tornado, Jiang Kezhou was still dazed until he got in the car. He was alone in the back seat, and Yan Zhixing drove the car, looking at him from the rearview mirror from time to time.
According to Boss Sun, Yan Zhixing's resignation and return were instructed by that "Boss Ye", but what did he mean by doing this? Afraid that he will call the police? Or transfer the debt and ask him to pay it back? Jiang Kezhou was so sleepy but he was struggling to sleep. There seemed to be a traffic accident in the road ahead, and the traffic was blocked. car."
Yan Zhixing glanced at him sternly in the rearview mirror.
Jiang Kezhou was as angry as a thread: "Motion sickness, open the door."
Half a minute later, the car stopped on the side of the road, and Jiang Kezhou stumbled out of the car, throwing up in the dark.
His legs were so weak that he could barely stand, his hands were handcuffed behind him and he had nowhere to use his strength, so he had to lean all his weight on the lamppost behind him. Yan Zhixing stood ten steps away from him, frowning, his eyes seemed to be looking at bacteria, and every pore on his body showed disgust.
"Brother, let me discuss something with you," Jiang Kezhou panted, "uncuff my handcuffs for me, and I promise not to run away, okay?"
Yan Zhixing stared at him silently.
Jiang Kezhou thought he was weighing the pros and cons, sighed and said: "You are driving the car, I only have two legs. If I run away and you drive behind me and kill me, I will take full responsibility, okay?"
Yan Zhixing: "..."
He came over speechlessly and uncuffed Jiang Kezhou's wrists, and gave him a bottle of water from the car.
"Thank you," Jiang Kezhou said weakly, "You are such a good person."
Yan Zhixing thought to himself, "Hehe."