Chapter 508

Maybe I heard the movement outside the door, the box door was opened immediately.

That Zhao Juchang saw song Qianqian's figure, immediately became a flattery.

"Sergeant song, are you here?

Come in, please

While welcoming song Qianqian into the box, he said with a smile: "fortunately, I am far sighted and have reserved a seat for you.

The location of the top of the cloud is really hard to determine.

If it wasn't for me, Zhao Mou had some means, I couldn't book this box! "

All present listened to Zhao Juchang's boasting, but they didn't say anything.

After Zhao Juchang finished blowing the cow, he nuogged Lei Zi's parents and motioned them to sit next to him.

"Sergeant song, you don't have to worry about these countrymen. Let's talk about us."

Leizi's parents laugh a few times, but the body is very cooperative to the side of the retreat.

This is not a big space, becoming more crowded.

Helpless, night Hong also had to frown back to the corner.

Looking at being rushed to the corner of the night Hong, song Qianqian a face stunned.

Then he died with a smile in his heart, and said in his heart: do you have today?

As soon as song Qianqian sat down, Zhao Juchang couldn't wait to set him up.

"Sergeant song, when I went to visit the old director, I remember that you were only six years old. At that time, I saw that you would make great achievements in the future..."

Song Qianqian laughed in his heart: can you see a ghost when you are only six years old?

She was more and more impatient with Zhao Juchang. Her black eyes turned, but she waved to Yehong and said, "don't be so restrained. All of you sit closer. Let's have a chat."

In the eyes of Lei Zi's parents, Zhao Juchang is already a great scholar of literature.

But even Zhao Juchang flattered the little girl in every way, which only showed that the post of police chief was much more powerful than Zhao Juchang. Zero long Literature Network www.09wxwxs.com

They were so restrained that they didn't even dare to move their chopsticks.

At this time, I saw song Qianqian with a kind smile on his face. Although he was not so nervous, he still waved his hands and did not dare to get close to him.

Only night Hong early in the corner squeeze a burst of pain, hear song Qianqian words, also do not polite to her, holding a bowl then big la la sat beside song Qianqian.

That Zhao Ju long eyebrows a wrinkle, frequently to night Hong make eye color.

People song sergeant said so politely, don't you have a little eyesight?

But I don't know that ye Hongshi didn't see it, or deliberately turned a blind eye to it.

Let Zhao Juchang blink off his eyelids, and Yehong's body remains indifferent.

"This son of a bitch... Take a chance to clean him up!"

Night Hong does not know that Zhao Juchang's heart has already hated him to the bone, at this time he is like no one else to pick up a piece of lobster meat.

Egret city is close to the East China Sea, rich in marine products.

In many restaurants, there are several seafood dishes on the table.

The top of the clouds is no exception.

This plate of lobster, produced on the east coast, is said to be more delicious than the Australian lobster.

Looking at the lobster that thick shell, night Hong can not help a burst of frown.

He didn't like to eat seafood since he was young, because he was too lazy to shell.

In the past, his mother, an Xiaoying, helped him to cook shrimp.

"The service at the top of the cloud is really not considerate, and it doesn't help the guests deal with the shrimp shells."

Night Hong frowned and complained in silence.

"Oh! It's a real show. "

Zhao Juchang said in a strange way, then picked up a lobster, skillfully peeled the shell, and took out the shrimp meat.