A sickly bamboo horse dressed as a villain

Chen Jianan's work in Macau has ended, and after he ran away from the villa, he didn't go back to his father's house, let alone go to the martial arts gym.Of course, Qiao Wen is not worried that he has nowhere to go. The two of them used the money they earned to invest in a lot of real estate in the past two years. A random apartment is enough for him to settle down. Besides, he has a lot of cronies. As long as he asks, there are many people who want to take him in. yes.

It doesn't matter if Qiao Wen doesn't know where he is. The all-pervasive paparazzi follow his whereabouts almost every day. If you buy a newspaper and open the entertainment page, you can see whether the pretty boy is drinking in Lan Kwai Fong or on a cruise tonight. Gambling money, in short, he seems to be living a very good life.

Those who do martial arts work hard and earn money quickly, and they are all young men with vigorous blood. It is not surprising that they spend a lot of time, and coupled with Chen Jianan's background, it would be strange if he went to listen to musicals or reading salons.

Qiao Wen stayed at home for a few days and read the newspapers for a few days. Every day when he saw this guy in the newspapers wandering around bars and drinking heavily, he always felt that something was wrong, and he was afraid that he would cause some serious trouble.

Chen Jianan really lived up to his expectations. Although he didn't cause a major disaster, he did.He still went to the bar to drink with Zhong Kaiwen that night.After drinking for three rounds, just when my brain was hot, I met a few young masters who came to entertain me.

Originally, the two parties were in the private room, and there was no intersection, but on the way, an escort girl went out, and was bumped into by a young man, who forcibly dragged them into their room.

Zhong Kaiwen was furious when he learned about it, and dragged Chen Jianan over to make trouble.

Zhong Kaiwen is an old man who is over forty years old, and the upper class knows that the Zhong family has fallen under his hands. If there is no brother-in-law Lin Zhaoming, he would have changed from upper class to lower class. To buy his old and rich face, even when he came to ask for an explanation, he even ridiculed him.

As for Chen Jianan who climbed up from the bottom, he would not be looked down upon by these people.

But unlike Zhong Kaiwen, an old man who has no power to restrain a chicken, Liangzi Nan is young and strong, and his greatest skill is to be able to fight.So after being ridiculed by these young masters for a while, he did it unceremoniously.

Five or six embroidered pillows were too small, and they were chased and beaten by him with both fists in the small box, crying for father and mother.Of course, the parents didn't call, only the bar manager, who then called the police, and finally a group of people were taken to the police station.

Because they are all famous people, apart from some smudges on their faces, there is nothing serious about the few wealthy young men, so the police made a symbolic statement and called their homes to come and pick them up.

When Qiao Wen received the call, he was startled, and quickly called the driver to drive to the police station.Seeing that Chen Jianan's shirt buttons were unbuttoned, and there was nothing unusual on his face except for the lingering drunkenness, he felt relieved.

When he rushed to the police station, he met Lin Zirui who was going to pick up his uncle.Because the two arrived almost at the same time, it seems that there is a slight suspicion of meeting.

Chen Jianan, who was being arranged to rest in the lounge, saw the two of them coming in together, and his face turned dark immediately.

Zhong Kaiwen was very happy, got up and said, "Jeffrey, are you here? Your mommy doesn't know?"

Lin Zirui shook his head: "Don't worry, I didn't tell her." He glanced at the two people in the room, and said, "Uncle, how grown up are you, why are you still fighting?"

Zhong Kaiwen laughed and said: "Tonight's incident is really not bad for us. Those street servants are young and arrogant, and they don't know how to respect their elders. If it weren't for Anan's early life, your uncle and I would almost be caught by those things tonight." I have ridden on my head." As he spoke, he bent over and embraced Chen Jianan's shoulder affectionately, "A'nan, Uncle Zhong didn't make you this little friend in vain."

Chen Jianan turned a deaf ear to his words, only raised his eyelids, and looked lazily at Qiao Wen who was standing a few steps away from him, and a very complicated light shone in those slightly drunken eyes.

I don't know if it's sarcasm, sarcasm, or grievance.

Qiao Wen suddenly felt that he couldn't see through this guy.

He stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Brother Nan, are you okay?"

Chen Jianan twitched the corners of his mouth, looked away from his face, casually picked up the coat at hand, put it on his shoulders and walked out, saying, "What can I do?"

Before Qiao Wen could speak, Lin Zirui spoke first: "A'nan, Ah Wen is caring about you, what's your attitude?"

Chen Jianan stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, with a foolish look on his face: "Master Lin, when is it your turn to meddle in the matter between me and Ah Wen?"

Lin Zirui chuckled indifferently, and said, "Ah Wen is my friend, and his affairs are not idle business."

Chen Jianan snorted, clenched his fists with the hands hanging by his legs, moved his eyes to Qiao Wen's slightly frowning face, and let go of his fists without a trace, turned around and continued walking outside without a word.

Qiao Wen was stunned for a moment before remembering to catch up.

Seeing that he was about to get into a taxi, he stepped forward to stop him: "Where are you going?"

"I'm in my 20s, don't worry about it!" Chen Jianan tilted his head and looked at him with a cynical attitude.

Qiao Wen said: "If you keep messing around like this, I will really consider applying to the bank to freeze your account."

Chen Jianan shrugged: "It's up to you, anyway, everyone says that I rely on you to make money. I really want to see if I can make money by my ability without you."

Zhong Kaiwen and Lin Zirui also came out at this time. Seeing this scene, Zhong Kaiwen hurried forward, hugged Chen Jianan, and smiled at Qiao Wen: "Ah Wen, Ah Nan is probably in a bad mood tonight, let me go with him." Say a few words."

Qiao Wen nodded, stepped back silently, and stood side by side with Lin Zirui.

"Anan is still losing his temper!"

Qiao Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "He has a bad temper in the first place, and these days the newspapers are always writing nonsense, so I guess he will be even more angry. He won't be able to figure it out for a while, so he can only let him go." .”

Lin Zirui put his hands on his thin shoulders, patted him lightly, and said, "Let things take their course. I know you value love and righteousness, but there are some things that cannot be forced. If you let yourself go, you will let others go."

Qiao Wen silently looked at Chen Jianan who was half leaning against the car door under the dim night light.Zhong Kaiwen clung to his ear, muttering something, and he nodded his head from time to time in response, but his gaze was always on this side.

He couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he knew what he was thinking at the moment, or what he was worried about.

Zhong Kaiwen in this room muttered for a while, seeing that Chen Jianan was absent-minded, he patted him on the shoulder, brought him back to his soul, and whispered in a low voice: "A'nan, how much money can you make by making movies? To put it bluntly, your martial arts earn hard work." Money. Although you are a boss, it depends on your brother's face. With your ability, are you willing? As long as you are willing, Uncle Zhong will take you to make a lot of money in the future, and keep it much more than you are now."

Chen Jianan withdrew his gaze from looking at Qiao Wen, fell on the face of the man beside him, and said with great interest, "Really? If such a good thing really happens, don't hide it, Uncle Zhong, I have long wanted to Do something big on your own.”

Zhong Kaiwen patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Don't worry, Uncle Zhong will never lie to you."

Chen Jianan bent his lips and smiled: "Okay, then I will hang out with Uncle Zhong from now on, so that those who look down on me will open their eyes."