Big Data Cultivation

After Feng Jun gripped the grass, his appearance and figure had not changed much, but no matter how he changed, the rough outline could not be changed.

The girl entered the Hongjie Club the day before yesterday, just to play casually, but I was somewhat impressed by the waiters who had received her.

She had doubts in her heart, so asked, Feng Jun shook his head with a smile, "I'm afraid you remembered it wrong?"

The girl stared at him for a while before shaking her head thoughtfully, "My memory is not so bad, do you really remember me?"

How could Feng Jun forget her? Although strictly speaking, he was most impressed by the yellow shirt girl who didn't do much.

The girl was nearly one meter seven in height, wearing a light yellow short-sleeved shirt, light yellow knee-length princess dress, long hair fluttering and eyebrows, picturesque, beautiful and intoxicating, but beautiful and refined, people could not help but give birth "Long distance, not playful" feeling.

Mainly looks at the temperament, that is to say that feeling ... well, even if she doesn't look at the temperament, she can still fall into the country.

Icing on the cake is the unshakable youthful breath.

Liu Shuming's extensive recipes did not dare to disrespect the Huangshan girl. He just moved the foot of the girl's companion, but was beaten by the four female groups.

Feng Jun is a person with high self-esteem, and he will inevitably feel ashamed when he meets the girl.

Knows very clearly that such a girl is not what he can have-well, at least at that time, he did not get a chance, he is not eligible to have that beauty.

Even if it is owned, it is temporary and cannot last long.

At the moment, he asked back the questions from the girl in front of him, and smiled lightly, "Sorry, you must have remembered it wrong, I haven't seen you."

Looked at him for a while before the girl nodded hesitantly, "Well, anyway, today you saved me, now ... can I trouble you?"

Feng Jun pondered for a moment, then nodded, "If it's not too complicated, it doesn't matter."

According to conscience, this man's answer is a bit unsightly. After all, the other party is a girl in her early twenties, and her appearance is comparable to that of Li. A posture of "I am busy".

The girl's face also changed slightly, and she obviously felt a little hurting her self-esteem, but she did not care about her benefactor.

"Reporting a case?" Feng Jun heard a bit of teeth, "How much do you have in this bag? It is impossible to put a case under two thousand yuan."

It's polite to say so, the two thousand yuan filing standard refers to completion, you ... just an attempt!

The girl patted her bag and spoke proudly, "My bag is worth two thousand and eight, what do you say?"

Is still a rich lady, Feng Jun thought that his new mobile phone was only 2,699, and he couldn't help but feel a little ... then what.

Of course, he wouldn't be bored to be jealous of a little girl, so he smiled slightly, "People go for money, not for bags, but this is not going in."

Indeed, the thief is so hateful. When he was working hard in the south, he also encountered a thief in a long-distance bus.

At that time, he worked for more than 20 hours in succession, and hurried back, stolen after taking a nap in the car.

Lost more than 500 yuan, but what made him even more depressed was that the suit worth more than 3,000 was marked with a big mouth and could not be worn.

He was so distressed at that time, if he could discuss with the thief, he would rather hand over the five hundred dollars-yeah, I was worthy of sleeping and stolen, but you let my clothes go? It's pitiful for me to support the facade.

If this little girl is really stolen by a thief, the bag is basically an accessory. The thief cares about the belongings inside, and the police may not count the bag.

The girl shook her head and said confidently, "Cut, don't report, I can still hold the guy, but it's better to walk around after all."

Feng Jun looked at her with amazement: "That means, the items in your bag are really worth two thousand dollars?"

The girl's face was slightly reddened, "I have more than 2,000 in my card, and a cell phone ... I said, nobody told you, is your idea strange?"

Feng Jun blinked his eyes and slowly shook his head, "I have helped you, the witnesses will not do it, I am very busy."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, "I'm very sorry."

"Hey," the girl called him behind him, "Whoever, I can give you money!"

Can I buy it with money? Feng Jun hummed inwardly, you are really underestimated.

However, after all, his footsteps paused for a moment before he left quickly—no way, people are poor and short-sighted.

At around 8 o'clock the next day, Feng Jun was practicing thrust in the Hongjie Club. Several people walked in outside the gate. A face appeared on his head not long after. The girl was by her side yesterday. And two policemen.

The girl looked at him from the top, with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth, "Do you think I can't find you?"

"Ah," Feng Jun put down the barbell, slowly stood up, and said frowningly, "I said, it wasn't me who snatched your bag ... are you so nagging?"

The girl stared straight at him, and said seriously, "I was poor when you joke yesterday."

"No," Feng Jun shook his head ... It was really hated by women, especially women who were cautious, really terrible.

He resolutely denied, "I can't even afford more than two thousand bags, where is it eligible to joke you?"

The girl again asked aggressively, "Why don't you want to be a witness?"

Feng Jun gave up his hands very helplessly, "I have said, beauty ... I am very busy, to survive, to work."

"You lied," the girl stared at his eyes, his big eyes blinked, "Dare you say you don't know Liu Shuming?"

In her eyes, there was a faint pride, like the teacher caught the cheating student.

In fact, she found this guy, she still made some effort, by calling Skynet records, she identified this person, and then found the Hongjie club.

Needless to say the next thing, she finally remembered that she had visited this club the day before yesterday.

And the younger brother who received his party is this guy who shot.

Then her memory was completely awakened, and she remembered the guy who was blocking her, as if she were also a member of the Hongjie Club. Although she was covered, her general shape would not be wrong.

Intercept oneself, and rescue oneself, is actually a colleague, this matter ... Shouldn't it be that simple?

Feng Jun was startled, knowing that the disguise could not pass, and nodded happily, "I know."

"He doesn't seem to be here today," the girl squinted at him, "he knows I will come over?"

Your IQ ... seems to be a little in arrears, Feng Jun rolled his eyelids helplessly, "He has a broken head, of course he cannot come."

The girl froze for a moment before speaking again, "Well, let's not talk about him first ... He masked the robbery, is he trying to create a chance for you to save the hero?"

Your brain ... It ’s time to make up, Feng Jun is increasingly helpless, "You are not so beautiful ... Well, he grabbed my reception business that day, do you still expect him to help me? He is Club coach, I'm just a waiter. "

A female police officer couldn't stand anymore and asked sharply, "Since you also recognized him as Liu Shuming, why didn't you tell the victim and refuse to testify ... Do you know what it means to cover up?"

Feng Jun hesitated, and spread his hands, and answered very barely, "We are colleagues, always consider the company's image, although the company is not very good to me, but the boss is reasonable, and I am more appreciated."

Paused, and he asked again, "Furthermore, Liu Shuming's criminal behavior can only be considered an attempt?"

The policewoman sneered disapprovingly before she could speak. Only a voice not far away sounded, "Yo, come to our club in a police uniform, this is ... do you plan to build a fitness center jointly built by the police and the people?"

The staff and customers of the clubhouse opened a gap, and a beautiful tall woman came over.

Came from Zhang Weihong, the general manager of the club.

The policewoman also knew the name of Hongjie, and she answered with a little helplessness, "Sister Hong, we are handling cases."

"The police handle the case, of course we support," Hong Jie's face had a faint smile, however, it was a formal smile, a smile that was thousands of miles away, "but ... would it be better to wear plain clothes? ? "

This requirement seems excessive, but UU reading www.uukanshu.com is very consistent with the current market perception. Hongjie Club is known as a cultural company, but it is still in the service industry. Those who engage in the service industry are the most annoying police.

Do n’t even mention entertainment venues such as KTV, theaters, hotels, even restaurants and antique shops, police officers are not allowed to come to the door in uniforms-who knows what will happen when it is spread?

The policewoman raised her eyebrows, which seemed a little impatient, but she finally explained patiently, "Sister Hong, this case involves retaliation and wounding, taking the formal procedures ... good for us and good for the club."

In her words, there is obviously an unexplained meaning.

"I know," Red Sister nodded, then raised her chin and spoke lightly, "Bring that **** over."

Two sturdy men stood beside Liu Shuming and appeared in front of everyone. Coach Liu's head was shaved into a yin and yang head, wrapped in a thick bandage, and the whole person was listless, as if they were defeated soldiers.

"People and I are under control," Hongjie said with a blank expression, "Our club is not soft on combating social ugliness, but it is not our responsibility, and we will not bear it."

"That's all right," another male police officer nodded. Compared with his colleagues, his attitude was much more sympathetic. "Thank you very much for your cooperation ... Then we will take the people away now."

Sister Hong said hesitantly, but still said aloud, “Now let ’s get to know the situation here? Let ’s find out first, our company ’s responsibility in this matter ... There are still many things in the club.”

, The famous Hongjie CEO, dared to talk to the police in this way, and he really didn't dare to ask that.

(It ’s still a little bit short, it ’s on the list, summoning clicks, recommendations, and favorites.)