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Jiang Langting "picked up" Xin Lie when he first came out to venture out into the society, in that kind of street food stall that was unmanned after midnight.

Xin Lie, who was several years younger, stood on the curb with his head bleeding, kicking the broken beer bottle with his toes.

At that time, Xin Lie was fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was still in a state of being ignorant of the world's cognition. When he got into the game, he didn't have any interest in knowing what happened.

A few years ago, the nightclub business was not so fashionable.

Most people's entertainment bases are still based on KTV and bath center entertainment.

At that time, Jiang Rang was still in high school, and he had a heavy academic load, so he studied until late at night every night.

Because the school is located in a remote area, not a residential area next to it, and there is no security guarantee, so when it gets dark, a large number of parents gather at the gate of the high school to pick up their children.

Only Jiang Langting stood out the most.

At that time, he was still full of childishness, squatting on the curb with the appearance of being left alone, looking at the school gate where the crowd gathered from time to time.

Jiang Langting often kept his head buried, with an unlit cigarette in the corner of his mouth, just so alone, and squeezed into the crowd of parents when the time came.

He is tall, strong, and handsome, and he stands out among a group of elderly uncles and aunts.

At that time, the young boy in adolescence had a good face, and Jiang Rang was also a master who was not good at expressing. His temper was several degrees colder than Jiang Langting. When he saw his brother after school, he nodded and walked behind him expressionlessly, without saying a word. .

In school, little girls often ask him, who is that man who always picks you up?

Jiang Langting tried to talk to Jiang Rang who was in the rebellious period, but the two brothers couldn't communicate.

When we got to the intersection where we were going home, Jiang Rang said, brother, don’t come to pick me up in the future. My classmates all asked me if I hired bodyguards.Why did you ask your brother to pick it up when you are so big?

Jiang Langting was dumbfounded.

After a while, he decided not to pick it up by himself, but sent a few people to follow.

Jiang Langting hasn't lived in Jiang Rang's house since he was 15 years old.

Later, he worked as an auxiliary policeman, as a "bad man", and as an apprentice in a motorcycle repair shop. Finally, he found the right way. He started from scratch and never held back the Jiang family.

When Xin Lie met Jiang Langting for the first time, he felt that this guy was cruel. He still had time to support his hobbies while earning his living.

Because at that time, Jiang Langting was obviously not rich, but his crotch was a second-hand Ducati Monster 795 with mottled red paint.

Later, Jiang Langting gradually began to ask Xin Lie to help him with things.

Once drinking at the entrance of the food stall at night, Jiang Langting stared drunkenly at his "chariot" parked on the side of the street, without saying a word, and the people at the same table didn't know what he was thinking.

"Second Brother," Xin Lie shouted back then, "Are you still planning to buy a car in the future?"

After all, a small boss whose account has already exceeded a million dollars, riding a motorcycle every day seems outrageous.Xin Lie strongly demanded to buy a commercial vehicle, saying that in case of any situation, the commercial vehicle would be much more useful.

At that time, Jiang Langting saw that the wine in the glass was spilled, so he picked up the glass and poured it.

While pouring the wine, he asked Xin Lie: "Why do you buy a commercial vehicle, soliciting customers?"

It was originally a joke, but unexpectedly, it became a prophecy. A few years later, he really bought a lot of commercial vehicles to attract/guests.

"You are the boss now! Second brother! You have to let others see our strength!"

Blushing and heart beating from drinking, Xin Lie was so dizzy that he hurriedly supported the table. He took a breath and continued, "Every time you talk about business, you go out on a motorcycle. Others think our place is not a formal place."

The earliest Jiang Langting went through a series of small businesses that didn't make much money, and made his fortune by relying on KTV and clubs. Later, it grew bigger and bigger, until KTV chained two in the south and north of the city, and still didn't buy a decent car.

"Does strength depend on the car?" Jiang Langting asked quietly.

"But we are in business, no matter how much you don't care, we have to save face on the face of it," Xin Lie tried his best to persuade him, "You can't give others a feeling that you have no money!"

"The person who spends 30 on a car is richer, or the person who spends 30 on a motorcycle?" Jiang Langting asked at the time.

After asking, he himself shook his head and added: "I can't explain clearly."

"when……"

Of course, those who spend 30 on motorcycles are rich!

"But you can't talk like that," Xin Lie decided to take a roundabout tactic, "Think about it, every time you go to talk about cooperation, the other party comes to a young guy, it doesn't matter if you are young, just open a fucking little will-o'-the-wisp, suddenly come here , do you dare to hand over the business to him?"

"..." Jiang Langting didn't say anything, he lowered his head and clutched the motorcycle key in his hand in a daze... Well, it makes sense.

"You have to take the pattern farther away, and you can't be satisfied so easily," Xin Lie said, "It's too risky for you to run this entertainment place now. If you want me to say, you just..."

"When it grows big, just make a quick profit," Jiang Langting raised his head and pursed his lips at him, "Then sell the rest."

Xin Lie nodded and patted the table, giving him a thumbs up: "Yes."

"Okay, let's not talk about business matters." At that time, Jiang Langting still liked to be lively.

"...?"

Xin Lie was stunned, so let's not talk about it?

"Come on, drink Wusu," Jiang Langting laughed visibly, "Death-killing Wusu!"

Xin Lie: "..."

I was wrong and I shouldn't have spoken!

Counting Jiang Er's family history in detail, he never left the word "motorcycle".

Everyone knows that he has to go for a walk twice if he has nothing to do, which is a necessary way for him to vent his pressure.

Sometimes someone has an accident on the road, where there is a car accident and sees a motorcyclist lying on the ground in a pool of blood, or a sports car driver sticks out his middle finger from the car window and despises the motorcycle rider. Gao's small video, brothers who are a little familiar with Jiang Er and who like to make fun of him will forward it to him.

Jiang Langting just smiled and replied: Got it.

Including later, in the well-known Longquan Mountain battle that was agreed with others, Jiang Langting's arm fell like that, and he didn't cry out for pain.

Xin Lie still remembered that it was a summer night, and there were many mosquitoes on Longquan Mountain, which bit him so badly that he couldn't stand upright, but for the sake of his second brother, he had to stand calmly by the road and dare not scratch him even if he wanted to.

Looking at the road on the side of the mountain on the side of the mountain, the street lights were so dim that he felt extremely uneasy.

As expected, the race was about to end. When Jiang Langting and his opponent returned to the finish line, they both fell to the ground.

Jiang Langting's car was too big. Back then, he only needed to fall an extra meter, and he would definitely roll down the mountain, and he would be gone.

In the middle of the night, there was still light rain in the mountains, and the road was extremely slippery.

Some of the people who came to see were wearing hoodies, so they put the hats on directly, hiding from the rain while wearing them, shouting: "Damn, Jiang Er's arm is broken?"

"Break it..." the person next to him said.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The young and energetic Xin Lie raised his fist in the air and failed to hit it. Instead, he grabbed the man's front skirt and lifted the man's feet almost off the ground.

The little brother who was accompanying him hurriedly said "Ah, ah, ah", grabbed Xin Lie who was angry, and pointed at Jiang Langting, "Let's go and have a look!"

Xin Lie stepped forward tremblingly, and saw Jiang Langting slumped against the grass on the cliff, his arms twisted into terrible arcs under the unclear night.

Almost no one dared to look.

Everyone at the scene felt that when they crashed into the grass with rocks, they should be gone.

Unexpectedly, amidst the exclamation of the crowd, Jiang Langting in the grass moved his shoulders, raised his body with the other arm, and turned his face to look into the crowd. The eyelid near the temple was scratched by the stone A phase.

The sky is like thunder rolling down.

After that match, the opponent left the city, and Jiang Langting sold several KTVs and clubs, and was forced by his friends to go to the orthopedic hospital for check-ups on weekends, and he was raised at home for a year.Every time he felt that the problem was not serious and he didn't want to go, he was threatened to throw him into a wheelchair, and he was told that he didn't need to go to the orthopedic hospital and that he should go to the psychiatric department for investigation.

When he came out of the mountain after recuperating, the situation in the city changed.Later, there was MBAR in the city, which is also very famous in the neighboring provinces and cities.

……

Withdraw your gaze, withdraw your thoughts.

Xin Lie pushed Jiang Langting, who was lying on the sofa in the private room with his eyes closed, and said in a low voice, "Second brother?"

"...Hmm." Responded in a low voice.

"That idiot boss is gone!" Just as Xin Lie finished saying this, Jiang Langting raised his head and glared at him.

After staring at him, Jiang Langting relaxed a little, and glanced at Xin Lie: "How many times have I said it, wait until the person walks away before scolding."

"Everyone has been gone for 10 minutes," Xin Lie was speechless, "Are you still sober after all? Just a catty and a half of liquor made you lie down?"

Jiang Langting raised his head from the crook of his arms, his eyes wanted to kill someone: "Yes?"

"Who do you go to for drinking?" Xin Lie said while asking the waiter for honey water, "You know, you are sitting among a group of fat middle-aged men, you look like that kind of like that..."

"Like what?" Jiang Langting cast a cold look at him.

"Like...ga."

Like quaking ducks, European and American male models, one thousand and two ones.

Jiang Langting: "...?"

Xin Lie: "Like a wine companion."

After drinking, Jiang Langting cursed: "If it wasn't for the good business, would I have a drink with him?"

"Your current level can completely let us go!" Xin Lie patted his chest.

"You guys can't drink too much," Jiang Langting was quite clear-headed at the moment, "Go out and drink for me... make a joke."

After he said this, he lay on his knees a little weakly, and was barely lifted by Xin Lie, asking if he wanted to call the men waiting in the car to come over and help him into the car, and asked whether he would go back to MBAR or Wangjiang later. home.Because this drink is very strong, and now I am still sober after drinking, I don't know what will happen next.

Jiang Langting stood up by himself, supported the wall, sat down on the sofa again, drank the honey water in one gulp, "MBAR."

Xin Lie felt that he was still awake, so he said, "Then... are you going back now?"

Jiang Langting opened his eyes and looked at the wall clock on the wall of the private room. The hour hand was almost pointing to eleven o'clock.

"Is it about to start?" He asked vaguely.

"Yes." Xin Lie said.

"You all go back." Taking out the phone from his pocket, Jiang Langting squinted his eyes to dial, "I'll ask Xia Shao to pick me up."

"...?"

Xin Lie was taken aback for a moment, then shook him, trying to shake him awake, "He is a big anchor, he might be very busy at night!"

"Try it."

Jiang Langting took the mints from the front desk in his mouth, and handed the phone to Xin Lie, "Tell him to let him pick me up...accompany me to MBAR."

"What are you doing at MBAR?" Xin Lie was stunned.

"Go to work, and enjoy the nightclub by the way..." Jiang Langting said, "Didn't he come here with others?"

Xin Lie was in a daze, looking at the mobile phone handed to his chest.

Taking over Jiang Langting's cell phone, Xin Lie held it in his hand and felt it was hot, and also felt that the sentence behind it sounded sour!

Xia Shao had just finished taking a shower when he received the call.

He was walking into the bedroom, with a light blue bath towel on his head, the hair dryer was not plugged in, and his mind was filled with the tunes of popular songs on Douyin Kuaishou.

He heard Xin Lie say cautiously over there: "Second brother drank too much, he is in Tianxiang Restaurant... I ask you... can you..."

Xia Shao frowned, "To pick him up?"

Xin Lie was quite embarrassed: "Uh, um!"

Without any hesitation, Xia Shao rushed to the other side of the bed and grabbed his sweater and put it on his head.

"Understood, come right away." He hung up the phone.

He sat by the bed with a hair dryer for a while, and then went to the bathroom to dry his hair.

If you go out without drying your hair, you will catch a cold, especially in this extraordinary period, summer fever will not be sloppy.

While blowing his hair, Xia Shao was thinking in disbelief: Jiang Langting needs someone to pick him up even when he's drunk?

No, Xia Shao actually thought carefully about the fact that the famous Jiang Er also had a day when he drank so much that he couldn't walk by himself.

He couldn't help smiling.