Urban Hidden Dragon

After Han Dachun was exposed, his face turned red and his neck became thick.

Teacher Fang was smiling shyly at Han Dachun at first. When he heard that the big boss that Han Dachun just said was fake, his face immediately changed, "Dachun, how many times have you asked me to tell you that you are a human being? Be realistic, be honest, don't have any bad intentions, there is no need for vanity, there is no shame in being a security guard, right? Children understand this, what do you think you are doing?"

Zhuo Jing crossed her arms and sneered, "Teacher Fang, this kind of person has a villain mentality. He is afraid of being looked down upon by Ding Jing today. Big fool, what do you think Ding Jing will do if I tell Ding Jing that you are a security guard later?" What do you think of you?"

"Zhuo Jing, can you stop being like this? Ding Jing is getting married today, so give me some face." Han Dachun swallowed.

Zhuo Jing laughed heartily, "You're a big fool and you still want face, so do you want some face?"

Wang Han said with a cold face, "Have you laughed enough? Is it funny? Do you want me to go over and laugh with you?"

The atmosphere at the dinner table immediately turned cold because of Wang Han's words.

Zhuo Jing immediately shut up and whispered, "Who are you trying to scare? I thought it was back in school! Do you know who my husband is?"

The bald Huang Li cleared his throat and said, "Okay, everyone, please stop arguing for now. We finally meet again today. I suggest you all give our teacher Fang a toast for his kindness in teaching us and solving our doubts."

People at the table picked up their wine glasses and pointed towards Teacher Fang.

Teacher Fang also picked up the cup and said, "I can't drink wine, so I substituted tea for wine."

A group of people picked up their wine glasses.

Unexpectedly, while drinking, the bride flashed past in the corridor outside the door, and Han Dachun was a little distracted for a moment.

Feng Jianzhe picked up a peanut and threw it over, "Han Dachun, don't look at it, you will never be worthy of Ding Jing in this life."

Zhuo Jing glanced sideways at Han Dachun and said, "A garbage security guard is dreaming."

Han Dachun came back to his senses, drank hurriedly, smiled to cover up his embarrassment, "I...I didn't! I didn't!"

He raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp, but he drank too hard.

Han Dachun choked and coughed violently.

The drink immediately spurted out, spraying some on the nearest Zhuo Jing.

Zhuo Jing cried out as if she had been electrocuted, "What are you doing? Are you sick?"

This voice attracted many people to look over, and Zhuo Jing quickly took out a tissue and wiped it.

"It's so dirty, it's disgusting!" Zhuo Jing kept chattering.

Han Dachun apologized quickly, "I didn't mean it."

"Big idiot, a brainless thing! I can't wear this dress anymore. It's disgusting. I'm paying $ for this dress! "

Hearing the price, Han Dachun was numb at the time, "Zhuo Jing, I accidentally sprayed a little bit of wine. Give me the clothes later. I will take them home and wash them for you. I will definitely wash them dry for you." Clean.”

"Can you please stop being disgusting with me? Do you still want to wash my clothes? Are you dreaming? Pay me compensation! Thirty-eight thousand!" Zhuo Jing kept chattering.

Huang Li put down his wine glass. "Zhuo Jing, we are all old classmates. Don't be so awesome. Just spray a little bit of wine. It's harmless."

Zhuo Jing immediately counterattacked, "Who do you think is a good old man? Then you will compensate him? I bought this new dress just for today. I only wore it this time. Now it's stained by me. He Shouldn’t you compensate me?”

"Why are you standing there? Pay compensation!" Zhuo Jing glared at the helpless Han Dachun.

Feng Jianzhe folded his arms and watched the show with a smile, "Thirty-eight thousand? Han Dachun works as a security guard, which costs yuan a month, which is yuan a year. This dress is almost as much as Han Dachun's annual salary. Han Dachun has so much Money?”

Zhuo Jing crossed her arms and said, "Do you have anything to do with me? Aren't you going to be the boss with a big head? If you are the boss, you can't get out such a small amount of money? Hurry up! Compensate!"

Han Dachun's lips tightened, and the muscles on his face were trembling slightly.

Feng Jianzhe said angrily, "Han Dachun, oh no, Mr. Han, you have such a big company, why do you still care about this little money?"

Just when Han Dachun was anxious.

Wang Han took out his mobile phone and said, "We, Mr. Han, don't care about this small amount of money. Give us an account number and I will give you the money right now."

Feng Jianzhe crossed his arms and said, "Wang Han, how much money can you make from driving a month?"

Wang Han transferred money to Zhuo Jing, "Our Mr. Han can make tens of millions every minute. If I follow our Mr. Han, I can make what you earn in a year."

"It's already been exposed that you are a security guard, why are you still pretending? You, Mr. Han, are so powerful, why do you think you are a security guard?"

"Mr. Han is hiding in the city. You know how to deal with a hammer."

After Zhuo Jing got the money, she said happily, "Just pretend! Let's see how long you can pretend! I'll ask Ding Jing's husband to fire you, Mr. Han, later. Let's see if he can still pretend!"

Feng Jianzhe changed the subject and said, "Zhuo Jing, why hasn't your husband come yet?"

Zhuo Jing stuffed her phone into her small bag, "He went to park the car. That's not it. He's here."

Several people looked over and saw a fat man in his middle years, wearing glasses, with a big belly, wearing a suit, and a Hermès belt that almost reached his chest.

He hurriedly walked over here, as if he had something on his mind.

"Honey, this way." Zhuo Jing waved her hands excitedly.

The man walked over and said, "This is my husband Jin Zhi. Husband, these are my teachers and classmates."

While talking, Zhuo Jing introduced her classmates and teachers one by one to Jin Zhi, but she didn't expect that when Wang Han and Han Dachun arrived, Zhuo Jing ignored them.

Jin Zhi couldn't help but take another look at Wang Han and Han Dachun.

Feng Jianzhe stood up and shook hands, "Mr. Jin, I have long known you, my name is Feng Jianzhe."

"Hello."

Jin Zhi said hello. Somewhat absent-minded.

"Husband, where did you park your Passat?" Zhuo Jing asked.

The three words "Passat" were spoken loudly.

Everyone on the table had different expressions.

Jin Zhi said absently, "It stopped outside."

"What's wrong with you, husband? Why do you look so uneasy?" Zhuo Jing asked.

Jin Zhi supported his knees with both hands, "When I came here just now, when I turned the corner, I scratched a car parked at the flower terrace."

Wang Han was suddenly stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "Are you talking about the car parked on the east side?"

"Yes." Jin Zhi looked at Wang Han with an ominous premonition in his heart.

"What does it have to do with you whose car my husband scratched?" Zhuo Jing leaned against Jin Zhi and mocked.

Wang Han smiled and said, "That's our Mr. Han's car."

Jin Zhi was stunned for a moment, "Is that your car?" "

Zhuo Jing sighed and said, "Husband, isn't it just a scratch on their shabby car? It's two poor guys' shabby car. Even if it's crashed, so what? It's not worth a lot of money. Just pay them compensation."

But Jin Zhi looked a little unhappy, "Is that really your car?"

"Yes, license plate number Jiang E00544."

Zhuo Jing took Jin Zhi's arm and said, "Husband, just pay them. Repairing their old car won't even cost a few bucks."

Jin Zhi forced out a smile and said, "I just asked someone to check it out. It will cost at least yuan to repair it, but the insurance company won't pay for it." "

Zhuo Jing's expression changed on the spot, "What kind of car is so expensive?"

"Rolls-Royce Phantom."