The Road to Slaying God

"..." Zhang Yang did not feel less looking at the naked one hundred dollars. For him, the one hundred dollars was already a lot, but he felt that the naked one hundred dollars was not covered with red envelopes. Great.

"Are there any red envelopes?"

"It's gone, what are you afraid of? You see, many people don't use red envelopes." Liu Biao pointed to those who are on the red envelope.

"Ahem ..." Zhang Yang was sweating so much that he couldn't hold any of the banknotes in his hands. Naturally, he didn't need red packaging. At this time, Zhang Yang noticed that those who put on the red envelopes had piles of banknotes in their hands. This can not help but make Zhang Yang a little shocked.

"Take it, let me go first."

Liu Biao invincibly pulled Zhang Yang and pierced the crowd, Zhang Yang followed closely behind.

"Liu Biao!"

Liu Biaoniu and Gao Mada quickly crowded the crowd and smashed the little red envelope on the table and shouted. He could see a fever in Zhang Yang's face, while the others were all confused and looked at the table. Red envelopes were stunned and arrogant, but they were the first to see such a small red envelope so loud.

"Yi Di? I know Qige!" Liu Biao's smug expression made Zhang Yang feel ashamed.

However, Liu Biao's words played a role. Immediately, the eyes around him were different. Even the people who recorded the red envelopes were also afraid to look down. They quickly opened the red envelopes and took Liu Biao's 100 yuan seriously. Money and name are written down, and a very special symbol is made after that name.

"It's your turn." Liu Biao took the red envelope and yanked it with a smile.

"Oh ... Liu Biao's friend Zhang Yang ..." Zhang Yang took the one hundred yuan weak from his pants pocket.

"..."

The people around me couldn't help it again, but although the person who recorded it hesitated, he accepted one hundred yuan, wrote down Zhang Yang's name, and after thinking about it, he wrote a line of small words on the back of Zhang Yang's name. : Liu Biao's friend.

"Give me." Liu Biao pulled Zhang Yang out of the crowd and snatched the cigarette in Zhang Yang's hand: "If you don't smoke, let me know, hey, this cigarette is the top product in the Furong series, diamond King Furong, but it takes more than a hundred oceans ... "

"Ah ... ah ... there is more than a hundred cigarettes?" Zhang Yang's eyes widened. For him, a pack of cigarettes is already too expensive, and a pack of cigarettes is more than a hundred. This is simply Incredible.

"Of course, the boss put on the wine, it must be using this kind of smoke!" Liu Biao looked down at the open little citizen's face.

"..." Zhang Yang looked at Liu Biao, who was proud of her speechlessness. She knew that cigarettes were worth more than 100 yuan. She actually took 200 yuan for a red envelope and divided it into two. It is estimated that Liu Biaogan would come out this way. scandal.

"By the way, do you know the boss who is setting the wine?" Zhang Yang asked suddenly.

"... keke ... this ... I know him ..."

"He doesn't know you, right?" Zhang Yang immediately saw through Liu Biao's trick.

"Well ..." Liu Biao said weakly.

"Then you still call me for a mixed meal?" Zhang Yang was very depressed. He was all here for a mixed meal, and even called him.

"Don't you say you are hungry? ***, you blame me now, you see ... it's all mountain and sea, don't you eat it, but we got a red envelope!" Liu Biao bit a Lu Dongbin Don't know the good looks.

"Eat! Why not?" Zhang Yang felt his stomach, and the bitter moldy bread he started eating just tossed and made him hungry again.

"Brothers!"

Liu Biao laughed and sat with a crowd of people on a lonely table after following a crowd of people. None of the people on this table knew Liu Biao, which made Zhang Yang wonder if Liu Biao was hanging outside.

The seats have not been opened. Although the dishes are almost served, but the chopsticks have not been put in, they should be served together. After sitting down, Zhang Yang will have a chance to take a closer look at this restaurant.

The restaurant is very large. At least sixty tables have been set up. Now there are no more tables. The flow of people at the door is still coming in. The scene is chaotic, but it is very quiet. This makes Zhang Yang feel strange. The hall of hundreds of people didn't make any noise, it was a bit strange.

Zhang Yang has no experience in decoration, but he can still see that this is a very high-grade hotel. The large space is brilliantly decorated. Several huge pillars in the middle of the hall are lined with golden long dragons. Feeling flying.

The tall glass curtain wall facing the hall is very clean. The glass is very clean and there is no trace of smudges. Below is a row of magnolia flowers. The whole luxurious and splendid hall is decorated with a ray of green, which makes people feel rich and happy in richness.

After looking at the decoration and looking at the people, it was just a glance. Zhang Yang was surprised to find that the entire hall only wore a casual short sleeve. Whether it was gentle or five big and three thick, it was a neat suit. At most it was only a little color and shirt and tie. It's just a difference.

"There doesn't seem to be much mixing in here?" Although Zhang Yang usually didn't hang around with Liu Biao, his eyes were still very poisonous. This was not the same as some of the mixing he usually saw. Most of them were kind. Occasionally, there are a few fierce looks, and they also look very low, which is basically the same as those of Liu Biao's friends who have given up the world.

"Be quiet, most of them are businessmen, or bosses in some places. Don't look at them now, one by one, they are not good at messing up." Liu Biao quickly stretched his sleeves.

"Oh ... yes, who do you think the seventh brother is?" Zhang Yang asked suddenly.

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it, but it looks like it's not worse than Mr. Xiao."

"Who is Boss Xiao?"

"Dizzy, isn't Boss Xiao the boss who puts on wine today ... Hey ... I don't know when I can mix to Boss Xiao's situation, but I can receive millions of red envelopes when I get a drink and whine ... ... when do you get your head ... "

"How many million yuan?"

Zhang Yang's eyes are almost falling out. Millions of astronomical figures for him. Although he often hears this and those who have millions, he still does not have a clear outline. How big is millions? stack?

"Hey, let me tell you, Xiao Xiao's income from the banquet is at least tens of millions. Look at how many people are in this hall, and there are private rooms on the second and third floors. Wherever there are tens of thousands of people, On the red envelope ... Except for the banquet expenses, you can earn at least about 8 million ... "

Liu Biao's words fluttered, as if the tens of millions of banknotes belonged to him. In fact, he is also hearsay, but Liu Biao said that Zhang Yang associates with the scene when they were on the red envelope just now, and he also believes that Liu Biao said that there is some basis. If you analyze from the number, it should be easy .

"What's Xiao Xiaosheng doing? Why is he having a banquet?"

"This ... keke ... I don't know very well ... It is said that several underground casinos in city C were managed by him, and the underground forces in the entire area of ​​city C were given to him to congratulate him ..."

"Look your head down ..."

Suddenly, Zhang Yangmeng grabbed Liu Biao's neck and pressed it under the table. He also squatted under the table, and the guests sitting on the table were stunned.

"What are you doing?" Liu Biao broke free of Zhang Yang's hands and climbed up and smiled at the others, then angered Zhang Yang.

"Xiao Yiran, Xiao Yiran ..."

Zhang Yang cat with a crying head on her head motioned Liu Biao to look outside the glass curtain wall, and saw a tall girl in a white dress in the corridor outside walking towards the hotel's door. Obviously, she was coming in here, but the woman The child did not look inside, and seemed to have a melancholy look.

[The update amount is pretty good, the brothers are going to vote, oh oh, not on the list, overbearing and heartbreaking]