City: At the beginning, I saw the black history of school flowers

Chapter 170

Lin Xian smiled helplessly:
"It's really not this time. I'm going to meet a man."

After thinking for a while, he said again:

"However, if I go this time, maybe I can really meet some kind of woman?"

Zhao Yingjun had a "I knew it" expression on her face.

"Women, women, women, you can't do without women! Am I not a woman?"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yingjun's face was flushed, like a kitten with fried fur.

Lin Xian laughed and asked:

"Jealous again, forgot to bet?"

Zhao Yingjun was discouraged at once, and said:

"Okay, okay! You go, you go!"

Suddenly, Lin Xian stepped forward and hugged Zhao Yingjun, and their faces were very close:
"Before you leave, don't you want to have a close contact?"

Zhao Yingjun's mind went blank for a moment:
"what?"

Lin Xian's hand pressed Zhao Yingjun's head, and the two kissed together again.

……

The next day, Lin Xian took the high-speed train and came to Shanghai.

After arriving in Shanghai, Lin Xian took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

Lei Haolong mentioned one in his black history:
[Lei Haolong has a friend in Shanghai called Song Xiye, who helps Lei Haolong distribute the goods smuggled across the border and sell them all over the country. 】

It's even more interesting to check Song Xiye's dark history after zooming in.

【Name: Song Xiye】

【Age: 38 years old】

[Tel: 150xxxx0478]

【Black History:】

[On the surface, he is a boss who sells electronic products, but in fact he is a "pimp", who specializes in giving girls to rich and rich men, and buying girls to collect information about these rich second generations for profit. 】

【…】

What follows is a series of examples about how this Song Xiye used those girls to deceive others.

Lin Xian kept looking down, and sure enough, he saw Lei Haolong's name.

[Song Xiye once gave Lei Haolong a girl named Zhong Xiaoqian.After having sex in the office, taking advantage of Lei Haolong taking a shower in the bathroom of the office, Zhong Xiaoqian took a lot of important documents for Song Xiye.Song Xiye gave all these materials to Lei Haolong's competitors, causing Lei Haolong to lose a project auction. 】

Lin Xian smiled knowingly, these are enough.

So Lin Xian edited a text message to Song Xiye.

[Is pimping the rich happy?If you want to talk in detail, pick me up at Exit C of the high-speed rail station within 10 minutes.I am white on top and black on the bottom, and I have a suitcase.Don't wait, don't reply. 】

After sending it, Lin Xian played with his mobile phone at the exit.

Only 10 minutes later, a black Daben commercial vehicle drove over.

A thin man in a suit got out of the car. After looking around, he spotted Lin Xian and ran over immediately.

"Sir...you...you texted my boss?"

Lin Xian put away the phone: "It's me, can I get in the car?"

After looking Lin Xian up and down, the skinny man wondered why this young hairy kid made the boss so nervous?

He remembered how Song Xiye almost jumped out of his chair after glancing at the text message 10 minutes ago.Looking at the young Lin Xian again, he felt even more unbelievable.

If the boss hadn't asked him to ask if it was the person who sent the text message, and Lin Xian had just answered, he would have been too unbelievable.

……

After sitting comfortably in the car all the way, Lin Xian followed the skinny man into a bar that was decorated in a local style.

On the fourth floor above the bar is a large office.

On the large desk, there was a Pixiu made of pure gold. A man with a broad body and face was sitting on the boss chair with a South American cigar in his hand.

He is Song Xiye.

There are three pure gold rings on Song Xiye's left hand, and a string of wenwan beads around his neck. The mechanical watch on his wrist is a luxury worth a million dollars.

No one would have guessed that this fat man who worked in the bar was actually a native owner of electronic components business.

Song Xiye was taken aback when he saw Lin Xian:
"You? You texted me?"

Lin Xian nodded:
"Yeah, is it strange? Let me introduce myself first, my name is Lin Xian."

Song Xiye stared at Lin Xian, smoked a cigar, and asked:

"Who are you? How do you know... about me?"

Lin Xian has been asked this question countless times.

"Don't worry about Boss Song, I just want to chat with you."

How could Song Xiye not care?
Only the "upper class" in the circle knew that he was pimping a rich man.

Everyone is their own person, and they are tacitly tacit on weekdays.

But these things can't be put on the table, Song Xiye still has to maintain a "law-abiding" image to the outside world.

Seeing that an unfamiliar number revealed the secret he least wanted to be known, can he not be in a hurry?
Song Xiye looked at Lin Xian like a college student, so there must be someone behind him.

"Boy, since everyone knows it well, let's open the skylight and speak honestly. Do you want money or..."

"Jingle Bell!"

Lin Xian took out his mobile phone:

"Excuse me, I'll take a call."

It was Zhao Yingjun calling.

"Lin Xian, have you arrived yet?"

Lin Xian smiled and said:

"It's already here, don't worry about me."

Zhao Yingjun complained:

"They said they asked me to book a bus ticket and a hotel for you, but you insist on coming by yourself. Have you already made an appointment and plan to spend a good night together?"

Lin Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry:

"How can I, I don't have one."

After saying a few more words, Lin Xian hung up the phone and asked with a smile:

"Sorry, Boss Song, what did you just say?"

Song Xiye coughed and said:

"I said, do you want money or..."

"Jingle Bell!"

Lin Xian's phone rang again.

This time it was Chu Yayun.

"Sorry, I still have a call, wait a minute."

Song Xiye was angry, but he could only let Lin Xian answer the phone.

He took out an exquisite wooden box from the drawer, which contained beautifully wrapped cigars.Song Xiye proficiently clicked on one, and started smoking while looking at Lin Xian.

Chu Yayun scolded on the phone:

"Husband, how bad are you! You don't even say anything when you go to Shanghai, and I have to ask Yingjun to find out!"

Lin Xian smiled and said:

"Oh, it happened suddenly. I was on a business trip. I'll see you as soon as I get back... Mmmmmm, don't lie! Be good!"

After putting away the phone, Lin Xian asked again:
"Boss Song, it's alright, what did you just say?"

Song Xiye was patient, always having an ominous premonition in his heart, and asked again:

"Do you want money, or do you want..."

"Jingle Bell!"

Lin Xian's cell phone rang again.

This time, it was Shen Mengchan.

"Oh, Boss Song, I'm sorry, I still have a phone call here. Just wait."

Song Xiye couldn't wait anymore, he slapped the table, took out a pistol from the drawer, and pointed it at Lin Xian!
"Little red guy! I'm giving you convenience, so don't you take it easy?"

(End of this chapter)