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Chapter 8 Infiltrate in disguise

Song Chen nodded, "That's right, we didn't find out the next day. Local tyrants, especially places where local tyrants are fond of local tyrants, come in and out of either high-yield rich people or...moneyboys. If you don't like it, I'll let you know Hire someone."

He said it casually, and quickly lowered his head and took another sip of coffee to cover his gloomy expression.

Sure enough, Zhong Wan and him are not of the same kind... Forget it, it's a good thing they didn't mention this relationship, and it's good that they can still work together.

"No, no, I'll go! Let me save you some money." Zhong Wan hurriedly shook his head, "But boss, do you have that nightclub-style clothes, do you have to look for them now?"

For such a long time, Song Chen has acted as a cleaner, an insurance salesman, and even sold roasted sweet potatoes, but it was the first time for him to pretend to be a moneyboy.

wrong!

"Why am I the young master of the nightclub, not you?" Song Chen turned to face Zhong Zhan, gesturing on himself, "Look at my temperament and height, why don't I look like that kind of person?"

Yuchi Foyin shook his head and sighed, and interjected, "Boss, you look so similar! Especially the obsessed and yearning face after seeing the banknotes is simply a living lesson."

"What is face, can you speak!" Song Chen rolled her eyes, "I pay the highest respect to the origin of human civilization."

"Anyway, I don't think the origin of human civilization is money." Yuchi Foyin spread his hands, concentrated on eating the sandwich, and stopped talking.

Song Chen had no choice but to be tempted by another subordinate, "Look, Ah Wan, only men can enter and leave the club, right?"

Zhong Wan nodded honestly, "The boss is right."

"It's not rich, it's mb, right? There are only three of us in total, Yuchi is a little girl, it's impossible to let her go." Song Chen waited for him to nod again, curling the corners of his mouth very gently, "But I'm so handsome, At first glance, it looks like an upper-class celebrity with a successful career, and he is definitely not the kind of person who sells himself for money, besides, I even picked out a suit."

Zhong Wan quickly grasped the point again, and stood up from the sofa, "Then you mean, I'm like the kind of person who sells himself for money?"

"No, no!" Song Chen knew he had slipped his words, and hurriedly stood up to coax him, but met a pair of teasing eyes.

Zhong Wan stood face to face with him, and said with a smile: "Boss, look, I really want to cooperate with you, but I just can't do it."

Song Chen is the standard northern man's height, definitely more than 1.8 meters, Zhong Zhan is at most a little taller than him, but after long-term exercise, his shoulder and arm muscles are quite strong, his back is straight, and when he is not smiling, he is very successful. Very deep look.

In such a comparison, Song Chen looks too student-like, and he doesn't look like a social person at all. He looks very upright, but he always puts on a cheap look.

"The highest goal of everything is to fulfill the client's instructions." Zhong Wan reminded, getting closer, "What do you think?"

Ruoyou Ruowu's heat scratched his ear, Song Chen looked away, and suddenly agreed, "Then let's do it."

"Boss can bend and stretch, and can accomplish great things." Zhong Wan flattered him and whispered, "Go upstairs and choose clothes again. If you are not sure, I will help you choose."

Song Chen went upstairs blithely, only halfway there did he feel something was wrong!

He had a lot of quarrels with Yuchi Foyin, and almost never had any disagreements with Zhong Wan, but it seemed... every time he was the one who changed his mind.

Come on, the pressed suit is useless, find another clothes.

At eight o'clock that night, a black Cayenne was driving silently on the road. Its performance was much better than that of the six-handed Volkswagen. At least it would never slip when waiting for a red light.Song Chen sat on the co-pilot with a mournful face, gnashing his teeth: "You are not allowed to look at me! I warn you not to look at me - and you are not allowed to laugh!"

The heater in the car was turned on full blast, so he didn't feel cold, just awkward.

The upper body is a grape purple deep V long-sleeved shirt. The texture of thin silk is quite docile, revealing a large area of ​​skin, and even outlines the outline of two points on the chest.The leather pants on her lower body were so tight that they exploded, and she put on a pair of small black leather shoes...

In the words of the person who matched this outfit, "When you wear this outfit, mb is not as good as mb!"

So, Song Chen was going crazy.

"Boss, we're almost at the Peony Club. Let's go straight in from the underground parking lot through the elevator. We may meet fewer people along the way." Zhong Wan watched the road conditions with a suppressed smile, trying to speak seriously and sincerely.As long as you avoid the foreman and concentrate on fooling the ordinary waiters, you should not be recognized.

Song Chen glared at him viciously, "I told you not to laugh!"

"Yes, yes, don't laugh." Zhong Wan wanted to look over there, but he turned his head away.

Song Chen's hair has been specially combed. His bangs are half-length and not short, slightly covering his pupils. He looks lazy and decadent. He relaxes on the back of the chair and breathes. There is a fatal attraction when his Adam's apple rolls.

There was still the smell of a new car all around, Song Chen knocked on the glass, and suddenly asked: "The car is not bad, how much is it for a day's rent?"

"Uh..." Zhong Wan was at a loss for words for a moment, and quickly changed the subject, "It's coming soon, boss, hurry up and get into the show."

"I'm telling you, even if I'm an mb, I'm still upright, and I won't bow down for money!" Song Chen made the last struggle, straightened up, and grabbed the brightly colored shoulder bag beside him.

There are not many bars and other places nearby. Zhong Wan drove into an underground parking lot with ease, and above it was the clubhouse. From the outside, there was no sign of extravagance.

"The target has arrived." Having made sufficient preparations in advance, Zhong Wan certainly knew the whereabouts of the subject of the investigation well, locked the car and walked in the direction of the elevator.

Song Chen was dressed thinly, with his suit jacket on his upper body, and the half-covered part on his chest made him feel extremely uncomfortable.People could be seen on all sides inside the elevator, he looked at himself and sighed heavily.

"Top floor." Zhong Wan didn't press any button, but took out a membership card with peony flowers from his pocket, and swiped it on the sensor area under the button.The elevator went up consciously, and his eyes secretly swept the boss back and forth.

The rise and fall of the chest, the waistline hidden under the suit jacket, and then down...

"Ding dong."

The elevator's notification sound brought back Zhong Wan's thoughts, and the metal door slowly receded to both sides. The first thing that came into view was the clean light golden corridor, with many tiny peony patterns painted on the walls.

"Welcome." Those who can go straight to the top floor through the elevator must have a membership card, so the male welcome also skipped the step of confirming his identity, and stepped forward to ask with a smile, "Hello, which box do you want to go to?"

The red carpet under her feet was soft, Zhong Wan gently put her arms around Song Chen's waist, her movements stiffened for a moment.

The box naming style of each club is different, the more ordinary ones use numbers, and the more artistic ones use poetry, but what if the Peony Club has a strange style?

Those who can come here will not be new guests. The welcome guests in front of them will not recognize them for a while, but if they answer wrong, they will definitely arouse suspicion.

Zhong Wan thought for a moment, but didn't answer, but anxiously hugged Song Chen a little tighter, wrapped his big hands around his waist, and landed a series of delicate kisses on the side of his neck!

The thin silk clothes felt as if they were not worn, and he could feel the temperature of Song Chen's skin under that layer of material, it was a bit cold, but soon became hot again.

"Hmm!" Song Chen opened his eyes wide in surprise. At this moment, the film king finally got his upper body. He leaned against the wall and gasped softly, laughing profligately, "Oh... the nearest one, the closest one."

The waiter has already seen the strangeness, nodded politely, and led the way ahead.

After passing through the corridor, the eyes suddenly opened up, and it can be seen that the club occupies a large area.Zhong Wan concentrated on nibbling on the side of his neck, half dragging and half hugging Song Chen.

While outside, Song Chen peeked at the cursive script on the door panel, Yao Huang.

It seems that the boxes here are all named after the species of peony.

Zhong Wan seemed to have lost his patience. He couldn't wait to bring him into the house, and turned off the light in the box. In the darkness, he still insisted on burying his head on his shoulder and neck, and even rubbed him twice.

"...It's not over!" Song Chen was itchy by him, his whole body felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but push.

"Okay." Zhong Wan replied in a muffled voice. Suppressing the slightest reluctance, he opened Song Chen's shoulder bag and took out his laptop. "If there is a bugging device, it is blocked now. Let me check if there is a camera. .”

Song Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly covered his chest before turning on the light, afraid that the other party would hear his heartbeat.

With every effort, he almost jumped out of his chest.When Zhong Wan hugged him just now, it felt as if he directly touched his skin, and Song Chen could even feel the thin calluses on his palm, which felt a little itchy.

Especially when Zhong Wan posted it with his whole body, his breathing was interlaced, and his mind was in a daze.

How could such a vigorous man not react at all!Song Chen pinched his restless crotch in the dark.Next, take a few deep breaths and settle down.

Do, do hold back!Although our acting skills are good, we can't be too involved in the show!

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