Chapter 267

As for the group of white people who did it, Long Sheng had arranged for someone to investigate, and he drank with Chen Qingchuan in the bar.

I haven't seen my brother for more than three years. Only alcohol can express the sincere feelings after meeting and burn more warmly.

Chen Qingchuan thinks so, and so does Long Sheng, so what they drink is earth shaking.

But after all, Longsheng's drinking capacity was worse, and Chen Qingchuan put him down first.

But Chen Qingchuan also drank a lot of wine at the moment. Although his brain is still clear, his body is a little light.

No way, he had to send Gou Feng back first, while he followed Long Sheng into the back and prepared to have a rest.

Long Sheng was taken away by his men, but he kept muttering, "arrangement, must arrangement, arrangement!"

Who knows what he's going to arrange. I guess he's drunk and immersed in his fantasy world!

Under the leadership of Long Sheng's men, Chen Qingchuan also went to a room and immediately lay in bed and began to rest.

Just after a short rest, he was about to fall asleep when he heard a rustling sound.

I'm surprised. Are there any mice here?

Open your eyes, and then Chen Qingchuan was stunned. This is not a mouse. This is clearly the previous bartender.

At this time, the bartender was unfastening the hook with her hands behind her, obviously to release the killer.

Chen Qingchuan quickly stopped her, "who let you come here? What are you doing?"

On the contrary, the bartender seemed very open. "It was arranged by the boss and asked me to take good care of you. Aren't you very interested in my circumference? I'll let you measure it yourself and let you feel the warmth of foreign moisture."

This Chinese is not only fluent, but also cow breaking. It is estimated that many domestic women can't say such image words.

But Chen Qingchuan really didn't mean that. He already understood what Long Sheng meant by the arrangement before, but he really didn't need it. He asked his three girths before, which was just a word. He didn't have any other ideas. He didn't know that Long Sheng was too enthusiastic.

Of course, the bartender is also very enthusiastic. If Chen Qingchuan hadn't stopped her quickly, her upper body would have been covered.

"OK, OK, you go out first. I want to sleep now and have no energy to do anything else."

"Oh, you may not know me yet. Just sleep and leave the rest to me..."

The bartender is too enthusiastic, even bold and unrestrained!

But Chen Qingchuan is really not interested in her. After all, she is a woman in a tavern, especially in this environment. Who knows how many men she has shown her boldness before. Chen Qingchuan really has no habit of picking up junk.

So after his refusal, the bartender finally left with a complaint in her mouth——

"God, since you put such a handsome man next to me, why don't you let me have it? It's a waste!"

As he said, Chen Qingchuan has no temper. What is waste? How does he feel like he has become food.

I don't think about it anymore. I drink a lot of wine and can't open my eyes

When Chen Qingchuan woke up, he was awakened by Han Shuang's phone at more than 6 p.m.

After connecting the phone, Han Shuang asked him where he was and whether he would like to have dinner together in the evening.

Dinner is free. Chen Qingchuan hasn't dealt with the matter of coming here yet. "Have dinner with your aunt first. I have to deal with some things."

After rejecting Han Shuang, Chen Qingchuan got up and moved a little, and then looked for a place to wash.

After washing, Long Sheng also came from the outside. It seems that he got up earlier.

"Brother Chuan, dinner is ready. Let's go and have something to eat first. We'll work after eating."

The so-called handling of affairs is naturally what Chen Qingchuan said about white people before. This does not need long Shengming to say, and Chen Qingchuan knows it.

So in the following time, they came to the car and drove to the place where they had dinner together.

On the way, Long Sheng asked the bartender, "how does Alice make you feel?"

Chen Qingchuan is really not interested in this bartender. "I'd better look at domestic women."

Long Sheng laughed, "that's right. In fact, I often think that blonde women are strange, especially when they do things. Sometimes they really feel strange when they see their eyes. It feels like they're dealing with aliens."

Chen Qingchuan is speechless. He can't experience this mysterious and magical feeling, and he's not interested in experiencing it. At least so far, he hasn't seen a foreign woman who can make him excited. If he can really meet an excited woman, he doesn't mind feeling it. What's the so-called feeling of running a million stars

After dinner together, Chen Qingchuan went to a night show with Long Sheng.

The night environment is almost the same as that in China. It is so noisy and lively, but the atmosphere is more open. Women's personal clothes often fly up, and then the owner of the clothes stands on the highest platform and swings restlessly.

If you put it in China, it is obviously an unhealthy atmosphere and will be forcibly closed. However, it is not the case here. There will be nothing. Just be on guard against the possibility of burning cigar heads bouncing on you at any time.

It's just strange. After the burning cigar head bounced on, it was blazing, but it still continued to jump happily, and no one had trouble finding the cigar player. When Chen Qingchuan paid attention to this, Longsheng explained.

"It's also a profession. Whoever plays will pay. A cigarette end costs a thousand dollars."

"Once there was a particularly beautiful and plump model who did this, and a Ferrari popped up one night."

Oh, that's great. How many cigars do you have to suffer? However, Chen Qingchuan now pays more attention to another problem, "that can't be burned into honeycomb briquettes?"

When he asked about this, Long Sheng laughed, "who knows, anyway, I wasn't there at that time. If I were there, I might really iron her into honeycomb briquettes. By the way, brother Chuan, how about making two honeycomb briquettes tonight?"

Chen Qingchuan is not interested in this. He doesn't care about the money. The main reason is that he doesn't want to make fun of torture. More importantly, he comes here for business, not to see honeycomb briquettes.

When Chen Qingchuan mentioned business, Long Sheng nodded and took Chen Qingchuan into a box.

"Brother Chuan, let's wait. People will be brought soon."

"These boys are just fooling around. They have no power at all. They are all rubbish. They are known as freedom fighters. In fact, they are a group of idle people who are full and don't have anything to do. Don't think it's easy to make a bomb to blow up your car. In fact, it's very easy here. It's not easy to buy that stuff. They're almost a big purchase with a marked price in the supermarket."

"So you can deal with this matter tonight, brother Chuan. We just bury them here. That's not a matter!"

Chen Qingchuan certainly believes that this is really not a thing for Longsheng.

But he still kept one thing in mind. Since foreign countries are really so chaotic, Han Shuang would better return home. Although he is very embarrassed in the face of Han Shuang's pursuit, it is better to send an obituary at home one day to inform Han Shuang of his death.

So Chen Qingchuan thought, it's better to let Han Shuang go back.

Just thinking, someone came in