Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   at this moment.

   Beijing Emgrand Clubhouse is full of feasting and lively.

  It is the time when night falls and the nightlife begins. Emgrand is the best bar in Beijing now. People come and go, and the DJ picks the music album to the extreme.

   In addition, the DJ who came to play this time is a world-class musician, second to none in the DJ and rock industry, and many people came to make a pilgrimage. The bars that are usually overcrowded, today are even more crowded and do not book seats in advance, and there is no place to sit when you come. Even the VIP booths are like this, and the general booths are overcrowded.

   Of course, there is no shortage of beautiful women in places where there are people. Beijing is a city with no shortage of beautiful women. Regardless of whether they have plastic surgery or not, they all look white, beautiful and long legs under the light.

   Some of them were chatting and laughing with a group of friends, and some of them wiggled to the intense drum-like music. Hot and lively, driving the atmosphere of the audience.

   In the middle of the dance floor, there were also men and women who took advantage of the atmosphere to start a fight dance, and the hot dance attracted applause from the crowd from time to time.

"Okay!"

"pretty!"

   "So handsome!"

  In the corner of the bar, the bartender respectfully delivered the red wine he ordered.

   "Young Master Quan, the wine you want."

   "Open the bottle."

"OK."

  The bartender helped him uncork the bottle and poured a glass with his eyesight.

  Under the dazzling lights, the man's facial features are as delicate as carved works of art, handsome and captivating!

   He appears to be sober, but the empty wine bottles haphazardly placed on the table reveal how much he drank tonight.

   "Buzz-"

   The phone on the table vibrated constantly, Quan Ronglian just glanced at it and didn't pay attention.

   The bartender wanted to remind him, but he didn't respond and didn't dare to disturb him.

   After drinking glass after glass of red wine, Quan Ronglian only felt that her stomach was on fire, and the fire was burning.

   He drank a whole bottle of red wine, finally as if he couldn't stand the vibrating phone. Impatiently, he picked up the phone on the table and walked out.

  The bar was crowded. He had just walked out of the VIP booth when a woman fell into his arms as if he had not been careful.

"I am sorry."

   said so, but his body was still leaning on him.

   This is not the first time that Quan Ronglian has encountered such a trick of 'throwing his arms and hugging', peach blossom eyes narrowed, rosy thin lips touched up and down, "Go away!"

  The woman didn't expect him to react like this. Just as she was about to say something, several men suddenly rushed out and surrounded them.

   "Damn it! You **** really found a little white face outside behind my back! Damn, how dare you put a cuckold on me!"

  A man covered in tattoos came out and stared fiercely at Quan Ronglian.

   "Sun. You dare to touch Lao Tzu's woman? There is a way to go out with Lao Tzu!"

  This is Emgrand. Everyone knows that the boss behind Emgrand has a lot of background. No matter whether it is a rich boss or a social gangster, they dare not make trouble in Emgrand. Although he was very angry, he did not forget where this place was, and shouted to reach for the man's clothes.

   The impatient man flicked his hand away and glanced at him sideways. Because he drank too much alcohol, his voice was particularly hoarse, "Want to fight?"

   "Brother is beating up your little bastard!"

   "Snort."

   "What are you laughing at?!" The man was taken aback by his savage sneer.

   I saw a man who was nearly 1.9 meters in his trouser pockets with his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked forward recklessly, "It just happens that you are upset and want to fight. There is an open space outside the Emgrand, which is the most suitable for an appointment."

   He walked calmly and calmly, as if he was not one-on-one in a group, but a group fighting one-on-one. A group of ruffians froze for a moment and looked at each other. In the end, the man in the lead glared at his younger brother, "I'm afraid of a bird! He can turn the world upside down by himself?! Damn, **** him!"

   "Brother Nan, you misunderstood, I have nothing to do with him. We just bumped into each other accidentally." The previous woman quickly explained.

   The person called Nange lifted her away and spat, "Fuck you, you're playing Laozi for a fool! If you touch it? If you touch it, you can touch it in your arms? Why didn't Fan Bingbing meet this way with Laozi?"

   "When I finish cleaning up your little white face, I'll clean up you."

"go!"

   Several bartenders of Emgrand saw their group go out mightily and quickly asked the manager what to do. The manager knew how much Quan Ronglian's temper was, so he didn't dare to let Emgrand's people take care of him, but he didn't dare to leave his boss outside. After thinking about it, he called Yin Jue.

   "Hey. Young Master, you hurry up, Master Quan has an appointment with someone outside the Imperial Household. Yes, he is alone, and he drank a lot of wine."

   "Okay, okay, I got it."

   The bartender who found out that something was wrong at first asked nervously, "Manager, how is it?"

   "Okay, we don't need to worry about it, wait for the young master to come."

   "But Quan Shao has only one person, and the other party has about ten people, I'm afraid..."

   The manager was not surprised, and glanced at him calmly, "What are you afraid of? There is nothing to be afraid of."

   He called Young Master Jue not because he was afraid that his boss would be beaten, but because he was afraid that his boss would confiscated his hand and beat him up.

   After all, the boss fights with his own, and his ruthlessness is absolutely fatal!

  …

   Outside Emgrand Bar.

  Because it was approaching midnight, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and the lights of Emgrand were as bright as day. A dozen local ruffians quickly surrounded him, and the man in the middle looked at the man who said he was going to fight at the beginning, with extreme contempt, "Come on, don't waste your time."

   "The tone is not small."

   A group of people took out the guy, with iron rods and knives, and it was scary to look at the posture.

   "Today, I have to abolish you!"

   "Brothers, come on!"

  The guys who copied the guy rushed up first, Quan Ronglian narrowed her eyes and kicked the man who came first. The other hand grabbed the wrist of one of the men with a latte stick and squeezed it hard. The guy in the man's hand fell off at once. He took the thing in his hand and started beating!

  The person who grew up in the college fought from childhood to adulthood. Because of his family's occupation, he regarded fighting as an education. Fighting was like eating! If it was said that he still had a little leeway in the first two years, then now he is fighting with three words, fast, accurate and ruthless!

   That ferocity seems to have been carved into the bone marrow. At the same time that you don't leave a little way for others, you also don't leave a half way for yourself.

   is completely life-threatening!

   In less than half an hour, a piece of the ground was already lying on the ground.

   Yin Jue hurriedly drove over, and the fight was over. The only man standing casually wiped the corner of his mouth and dropped the iron rod in his hand on the ground, "A bunch of trash!"

  Yin Jue slammed the car door, got out in a hurry, found blood oozing out of his arm, and reached out to pull, "What's wrong with your hand? Are you injured?"