Door-to-door dragon son-in-law

Chapter 292 Finding Death!

Hong Wuye is currently in Tianxiang Mansion.

Tonight, Wu Donghai of the No. [-] family in the south of the Yangtze River reserved a diamond box in Tianxiang Mansion, and was going to host a dinner for the heads of some families in Jinling.

Hong Wuye knew that the Wu family was a big family even stronger than the Song family, so he didn't dare to neglect, and personally supervised the chef's preparation of dishes in Tianxiang Mansion.

While preparing the dishes, he received a call from Zhang Jian, so he asked impatiently, "Tell me what's going on, I'm busy here."

In Hong Wuye's eyes, Zhang Jian is nothing more than a dog. He has many such dogs, so he doesn't think highly of Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian also knew that he couldn't compare himself to Hong Wuye, so he said very humblely: "Fifth Lord, I'm at the Huihui Club now, and I want to ask you to help me with something."

Hong Wuye asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Jian hurriedly said: "Didn't I bring my father-in-law over here to play, but the boxes on the seventh floor were full, and my membership card is a senior membership card that you helped me to get up to, so I thought Please help me book a box on the eighth floor, after all, you are a VIP member here, much more distinguished than me!"

Hong Wuye said lightly: "Another day, I have something to do in the hotel today, so I can't get away."

Zhang Jian hurriedly begged: "Master Wu, your Tianxiang Mansion is not far from the Huihuang Club. It takes about 5 minutes by car to get there. Could you please come here? My father-in-law and more than 20 of his classmates are all there. This is waiting..."

As he said that, Zhang Jian pleaded again: "Fifth Master, please condescend to come over here, otherwise I really won't be able to come down to the stage today..."

Hong Wuye really didn't want to book a box for Zhang Jian, but when he thought that Zhang Jian was a tool to help him launder his gambling money, sometimes he wanted to give him some warmth and make him grateful and grateful.

In addition, Tianxiang Mansion is not far from the Huihui Club, and it only takes ten minutes to come here, so he agreed to come down and said: "Okay, then I will go there."

Zhang Jian was overwhelmed with excitement, and blurted out, "Thank you so much, Fifth Lord! I'll wait for you in the lobby on the first floor!"

Afterwards, he hung up the phone and said arrogantly to the waiter, "Did you hear that? Hong Wuye will come over to open the box for me soon! You'd better be careful!"

The waiter was a little nervous, but said in a neither humble nor overbearing way: "I'm sorry, sir, we all act according to the rules of the clubhouse. Even if you invite us Miss Song over, I have a clear conscience."

Zhang Jian's expression was very ugly, and he blurted out: "You are amazing, you are using Ms. Song to suppress me, aren't you?"

The waiter said, "Don't dare, I'm just stating the facts to you."

"Huh!" Zhang Jian gave her a disgusted look, then turned around, and said to his father-in-law Pan Yuanming and others: "Uncles, let's wait a moment, I have invited our famous Hong Wuye from Jinling to come here Help us open a box on the eighth floor! The eighth floor is more luxurious than the seventh floor!"

Everyone applauded.

Many old men gave Zhang Jian their thumbs up, and they were already looking forward to the eighth floor of the Brilliant Clubhouse!
Ye Chen looked funny.

This Zhang Jian really couldn't die fast enough!

Ask Hong Wu to come over?Isn't this courting death?

Originally, I wanted him to be extremely happy and sad, first pretending to be aggressive in the brilliant club, and then driving him to the bottom, but now it seems that this grandson has cut off his chance to act aggressive...

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jian knew that he had already entered the countdown state of being unlucky, and he was extremely proud of being complimented by so many people. He walked up to Ye Chen and said with an arrogant smile: "Ye Chen, you offended me just now, so this This opportunity to experience the eighth floor of the Brilliant Club has nothing to do with you, you and your father-in-law can leave now."

Xiao Changkun said with an ugly face: "Hey, Zhang Jian, are you going too far? Do you think I'm here to eat and drink with you? I'm here to reunite with old classmates!"

Zhang Jian curled his lips and said, "Party? Isn't the party at school already over? This is the second one I've arranged. Do you still want to follow like this?"

"That's right!" Pan Yuanming snorted coldly, and said, "Xiao Changkun, weren't you very arrogant before? You are also a well-known rich second generation in the school. Since you are so capable, you can settle a box in the brilliant club by yourself! Let's chat with my son-in-law drink, what do you mean?"

The other students didn't expect that Pan Yuanming and his son-in-law would suddenly attack Xiao Changkun and Ye Chen. Everyone felt a little inappropriate for saying such direct words in front of so many students.

However, no one came out to speak for Xiao Changkun. After all, this was indeed a place arranged by Pan Yuanming's son-in-law. It was thanks to his blessing that he was able to come in. How dare he speak for Xiao Changkun at this time?
Xiao Changkun's expression was extremely ugly, and he blurted out: "Pan Yuanming, you are deceiving people too much!"

"I bullied you?" Pan Yuanming said disdainfully: "I just don't want to invite you to eat, drink and have fun, so why am I bullying you?"

Xiao Changkun said with a dark face: "Okay, okay! If that's the case, I'll pay for it myself! How much money I spend today, calculate the average per person, and I will pay for the two shares for me and my son-in-law!"

Pan Yuanming said contemptuously: "Do you think that just paying money is enough? There is also a threshold for membership! If it weren't for my son-in-law, how could a hanger like you get in? You can't even get in, you No one will give you any money, how about you!"

Xiao Changkun gritted his teeth and said, "Pan Yuanming, you are going too far!"

Pan Yuanming nodded, and said arrogantly: "I was too much, I did it on purpose, what's the matter? Why did you always fight with me when you were in school? Who made you not as good as me now?"

After speaking, Pan Yuanming said again: "Look at you, you are over 50 years old, and you are still hanging on like this. You have no job, no social security, and you will not even get a pension in the future. I think in a few years, you will be very tired." It may be reduced to begging on the street, and we students will have to crowdfund to help you when the time comes!"

Xiao Changkun trembled with anger, and said to Ye Chen: "If you don't have the same knowledge as this kind of bitch, let's go!"

Ye Chen said with a smile: "Dad, why worry, the good show hasn't been staged yet, it's not too late to leave after watching it!"

Pan Yuanming snorted and said, "You still want to watch a good show? Let me tell you, it is absolutely impossible for the two of you to go up to the eighth floor with us today! If you are sensible, go quickly, don't wait for the security guards to chase you away!"

Ye Chen said with a smile: "The good show I'm talking about is not the show on the eighth floor. The good show I'm talking about is a classic ethical drama in which the son-in-law beats the old man violently. It is expected to be staged in two or three minutes!"

Pan Yuanming was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Xiao Changkun and laughed: "Did you hear Xiao Changkun? Even you, a good-for-nothing son-in-law, can't even look down on you, so I want to beat you up! Haha, I don't know how much you can hold this old bone." Take turns beating, hahahaha!"

Xiao Changkun was also stunned, looked at Ye Chen and asked, "Ye Chen, what do you mean?"

Ye Chen smiled and said: "Dad, don't get me wrong. The ethical drama I'm talking about is Zhang Jian beating Pan Yuanming violently. I suggest you prepare your mobile phone, take a video and post it on the short video platform. There will definitely be a lot of hits!"

(End of this chapter)