Dear Commander-in-Chief

Feng Chu called Lu Hanjiu, who seemed to be playing cards and discussing business.

Feng Chu only heard the sound of mahjong tiles clattering, and then the man's half-smiling tone came through the mobile phone: "Chu Chu, haven't seen you for a few days, have you missed me?"

I miss you so much, a big devil like you, what blind woman would miss you.

Feng Chu cursed in his heart.

But in order to get her reward back as soon as possible, she had to say politely: "Master Jiu, it seems that you haven't given me the check you promised to give me that day..."

"It turns out you want my money." Lu Hanjiu laughed, but the temperature did not reach his eyes, and his voice was slightly colder.

Feng Chu was anxious, thinking that he was trying to cheat: "Master Jiu, you are also a respectable person, you won't cheat on me, right?"

Lu Hanjiu narrowed his eyes: "Why should I default on the bill? I, Lu Hanjiu, stick to my word. If you want money, get it yourself."

He hung up the phone and sent an address.

Feng Chu's scalp went numb when he saw the address.

It's the Imperial Song Club.

Why does this man like the extremely expensive Di Ge so much?

She still remembered that the last time she was discussing business on the top floor of Dige, she was almost beaten to death by this guy.

What's even worse is that he was hit by Huo Bronze.

This time, she was really afraid of meeting someone familiar again and seeing her groveling in front of him.

Thinking about Yun Qiao being smeared by trolls on the Internet and waiting for her as an agent to deal with it, Feng Chu's worries disappeared in an instant.

What are you afraid of?

She is not even afraid of death anymore, is she still afraid of being embarrassed by living?

ten minutes later.

Emperor Song Club.

It was broad daylight and the sun was shining brightly outside, but as soon as we entered Dige, it immediately seemed like we were entering a colorful night.

There is an atmosphere inside, where it seems that there is always a night where you don’t have to wake up, where you can live happily and play all the new things without restraint.

Lu Hanjiu opened a large room with more than a dozen business partners in it.

Some men put their arms around little girls and drank wine on the gold velvet sofa.

Some men put their arms around little girls and sang out-of-tune songs to KTV on the dance floor and danced messily.

Feng Chu felt a chill at the sight.

This Lu Hanjiu, like a nouveau riche, keeps having these tasteless business partners, does tasteless things, is old-fashioned and crazy.

"Crazy thread..."

She muttered something under her breath.

However.

When she saw the man sitting on the main seat on the mahjong table at the end of the room, on the side by the window.

I couldn't help but swallow the phrase "crazy thread".

That man is no longer the down-and-out country boy who was adopted by the Feng family.

He sat there, not angry or arrogant.

Everyone gathered around him and fawned over him, while he held a cigar between his fingers, dealt the cards gracefully, and even the shape of the smoke rings he blew out was wonderful.

Where is the slightest bit old-fashioned and the tiniest bit crazy?

He looks like a distinguished gentleman!

Feng Chu looked at Lu Hanjiu and couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart.

"Chu Chu, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you come over?" Lu Hanjiu held a cigar in one hand and patted his knee with the other.

Feng Chu: "..."

Was he asking her to go over and sit on his lap?

Isn't the action too shameless?

The grown men in the room were watching. She was not the kind of woman who came to drink and talk business with her.

However.

She knew that rejecting Lu Hanjiu in public would not bring good results.

Besides, she still had to get a check.

The one who is in debt now is the uncle. If you offend the uncle, you will be in trouble if he doesn't pay back the money.