I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

The carpet in the clubhouse is thick and dense, and the feet feel soft and tough, which can almost swallow all the sound of footsteps.

Song Hanzhang and his party came down from upstairs, and the two people in the corridor didn't notice.

He also had no interest in watching the excitement, and was about to turn down the stairs when a familiar voice floated into his ears.

"I told you that you've got the wrong person."

The voice had the same clear metallic feel as the mountains and rivers after the rain.

Song Hanzhang paused, took back his foot that was about to step down the steps and turned his head.

The light in the corridor was dim, and the two people who were dragging each other stood behind the door and faced him sideways, so Song Hanzhang only glanced at the beginning, and didn't see the appearance of the person outside the door clearly. Now he looked carefully and found that he knew the other person.

Chun Leshui is really inseparable from his senior brother, and he has to bring him with him when he comes to this kind of place.

Song Hanzhang faintly got angry, although he didn't know why Chun Leshui was upstairs and Chu Lin was entangled here, but it didn't stop him from watching the play while leaning against the railing while tired of the house.

He suddenly stopped leaving, the manager was puzzled: "Young Master Song?"

Song Hanzhang gestured him not to speak, and the manager silently shut up.

A few big men stood at the end of the corridor, not too far from the door of the box, and it was not easy not to be noticed.The first person who saw them was the waiter outside the box. The other party called Song Shao, and it was Song Shao who made the person who had been trying to drag Chu Lin into the box stop. He looked around, let go of Chu Lin and went back to the box. .

This man was not weak, and he scratched Chu Lin's wrist red.

He rubbed his wrists and turned around to leave. Song Hanzhang was standing at the top of the stairs. Chu Lin would have to pass him to go upstairs. Their eyes met. Chu Lin frowned slightly, feeling that this person looked familiar.

"Young Master Song." Qi Bei walked out of the private room, facing Song Hanzhang who was half leaning on the railing, "I said why did you suddenly dump Lin Xi? It turned out that you found a better one."

He said to the manager next to Song Hanzhang: "Manager Chen, are you looking down on me, Qi Bei? My consumption here is no less than that of Song Hanzhang. Everyone is a customer. Why do you always go to him first when something good happens?" After finishing speaking, he explained to Song Hanzhang in a strange manner, "Of course, Young Master Song, I am not targeting you, I just feel that the service of this villa does not satisfy me."

"I want to ask for an explanation for myself," Qi Bei said, "You don't mind, do you?"

Song Hanzhang made a welcome gesture: "Young Master Qi, you misunderstood, this is not mine."

Manager Chen quickly explained: "Young Master Qi, you really misunderstood. You are not from our clubhouse." Although he was unfamiliar, Manager Cheng could probably guess that a certain boss brought it.

Although the words were not finished, anyone with a little brain could understand that beauty is not the kind of place where ordinary people can come and go at will, but Qi Bei does not know whether it is because he has no brains that he is arrogant, or because he is arrogant. He needed brains, he didn't listen to Manager Chen's words at all, only Song Hanzhang's words were not him in his mind.

Since he is not from Song Hanzhang, then of course he is from Qibei.

"Oh?" Qi Bei raised his eyebrows, stood up and shouted at Chu Lin's back, "Are you going to let me go?"

Chu Lin paused, without even turning his head.

Qi Bei immediately pulled his face down and winked at the door. A bodyguard walked out from inside. He was 1.9 meters tall by visual inspection, and his tendons could not be hidden even though he was wrapped in a suit.

This is intended to be used directly.

Song Hanzhang looked at Chu Lin thoughtfully.

Song Hanzhang didn't like Qibei at all, like a clown, he always couldn't figure out his own weight, because his Qi family had offended many people and lost a lot of business, especially in the past two years. He asked some questions, especially at this time, it is obvious that he should be a man with his tail between his legs, but Qi Bei didn't restrain himself. He didn't go when he heard that his father asked him to go back to learn to take over the company's business at the beginning of the year.

It is rumored that what he clamored with Father Qi at the time was that Song Hanzhang didn't go back to take over the company, why should he go, he hasn't played enough to make Father Qi learn from Mr. Song.

Such a set of ignorant statements made Qi's father go to the hospital immediately.

Jian Wen told Song Hanzhang about this, just like telling a joke, Song Hanzhang forgot about it after drinking a glass of wine.

He has to compare with Song Hanzhang in everything. If Song Hanzhang wants to say that he is not as good as him at all, just take Qi Bei's little influence in his family to run amok, crash and escape after drunk driving, and take his life and find someone to take the blame. Can't do it.

He also has some little fetishes in that area, which can kill half-life of lovers.

Although Song Hanzhang doesn't like Chu Lin, no matter what, this is also the person his good brother likes. Don't look back, Jian Wen was spoiled by Qi Bei before he could eat it.

He put down his arms around his chest, put his pockets in his pockets and stood up straight, Qi Bei said: "Although he is not mine, I suggest you not to touch him lightly."

"No need, Young Master Song." Qi Bei didn't believe it.

"I heard that your family wants to take a project from Jian Wen? You have to think carefully about whether you want a project or a person."

Qi Bei sneered: "It's really unnecessary. If this is your person, you can just say it straight. You don't need to beat around the bush. Who are you, Song Hanzhang? Can I, Qi Bei, not give you face?"

"Who does he belong to? Don't you just call Jian Wen?" Song Hanzhang stepped forward, "Tell him that Chu Lin is with you, and see how he reacts."

The word Chu Lin was bitten hard by Song Hanzhang, so that Chu Lin couldn't help but glance at Song Hanzhang. He was two steps away from reaching the stairs, but when he was rubbing shoulders with Song Hanzhang, he was hooked by the shoulders of the other party and led him behind him. .

"let me go."

Song Hanzhang lowered his eyes and glanced at him: "If you don't want to be entangled by him in the future, you'd better behave yourself."

Inside the box.

A few people sat on the sofa, and the little lover poured wine and handed it to Song Hanzhang. He didn't drink it after taking it, and looked lazily at the door. There were two bodyguards standing beside the door, with a strong figure and a murderous look on their faces.

Song Hanzhang put the phone aside and looked at Qi Bei.

Qi Bei just confirmed Song Hanzhang's words from Jian Wen, his complexion was not very good-looking, and his cold eyes wrapped around Chu Lin's face like snakes.

Recently, there was a problem with the family business. Qi's father was desperately looking for connections everywhere. He only sounded the alarm to Qi Bei a few days ago, telling him to restrain himself, especially not to provoke Jian Wen and Song Hanzhang.

Ever since Jian Wen devoted himself to the business of the Jian family, she almost never looked like she was messing around with Song Hanzhang before. She was decisive and ruthless in doing things in the mall, and she held a lot of real power in her hands. It just so happened that there was a Qi family company. operating business.

If we can cooperate with Jian Wen, although it is only a small business chain of the Jian family, it can also bring the Qi family back to life and even bring it to a higher level.

But Jian Wen and Song Hanzhang are too good to wear a pair of pants. No matter who Qi Bei offends, Qi's father may not get this project.

That's why Qi Bei hated Song Hanzhang and Jian Wen. Apart from being reincarnated better than him, how could they be better than him?

Jian Wen just went back and handled a few projects, and his father was in awe?

Only an honest person like his father would really believe that those projects were brought back to life by Jian Wen's sole decision-making.

Father Qi threatened to stop his card, so Qi Bei had to listen to him.

But Qi Bei couldn't swallow this low-key and small-mindedness, handing over the duck in his mouth to make people angry, and he couldn't get angry, so he could only think of other ways.

Chu Lin was always thinking about Chun Leshui, and he didn't take a sip of the wine in front of him. He stood up: "Since I made it clear, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

The two bodyguards at the door stretched out their arms and blocked his way.

Song Hanzhang said: "I didn't expect Young Master Qi to be very cautious when going out, and he had to bring two bodyguards with him when he came to Xiu Se."

"It's no match for you Song Shao."

Song Hanzhang shook the wine glass, looked at the amber liquid swaying in the light for a few seconds: "Indeed, I don't like your wine very much."

He didn't seem to see Qi Bei's face, and reminded him kindly: "I advise you to put away those thoughts in your heart. You also know that Chu Lin is the person Jian Wen likes. He is determined to win the young master Jian. Even if Chu Lin loses a hair before he succeeds, Jian Wen probably won't make your Qi family feel better."

Qi Bei gritted his teeth: "Are you threatening me?"

Song Hanzhang pushed the wine glass onto the table, with a cold expression on his face: "I'm reminding you."

He was about to get up and leave, when the door of the box was slammed heavily, deafeningly loud, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was smashing the door.

[Damn, if something happens to Chu Lin, I'll have to stab Song Hanzhang! 】

Song Hanzhang paused when he got up, and the buttocks that had just been raised fell back again. With a livid face, he picked up the wine glass he had just done, threw it over in one gulp, and ordered the people next to him: "Pour the wine."

Qi Bei looked at him inexplicably, and then raised his chin to the bodyguard at the door.

"Chu Lin!" As soon as the door opened, Chun Leshui almost jumped directly at Chu Lin who was beside the door. His movements were so fast that an afterimage was drawn, and even the bodyguards didn't have time to stop him.

"Are you okay, are you injured somewhere? Didn't you tell me to wait for me in the car? Why are you running around? You're so worried about me. Do you know how dangerous it is?"

When Chun Leshui came back, he checked Chu Lin all over, and he didn't even take a breath after a series of questions.

"You're talking about me, you didn't come out for half an hour and you didn't bring your phone with me, can you not worry?"

Chu Lin, who had a cold face towards Qi Bei and Song Hanzhang, completely changed his appearance, and was quite helpless towards Chun Leshui. He patted Chun Leshui's hand: "Okay, I'm fine."

After confirming that he was unscathed, Chun Leshui's heart finally fell. At this moment, he remembered that there were other people in the box.

Looking at Song Hanzhang and Qi Bei who were sitting on the sofa for a long time, Chun Leshui bit her lower lip: "They didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Chu Lin shook his head: "It's that gentleman..."

Before he finished speaking, Chun Leshui had already protected him behind him. His pretty face was probably pale with fear because he was worried about Chu Lin. At this time, he was recovering blood little by little because he confirmed the safety of Chu Lin, but his eyes were red. It was shocking.

On the loosened lower lip, with a deep tooth mark, Chun Leshui Qi Qi said: "Hanzhang..."

Chu Lin was taken aback.

"I don't mind if you bring your lover home anymore, I promise you that I can get along well with them..." Chun Leshui begged, "...but Chu Lin is my friend, can you let him go?"

【If you dare to attack Chu Lin, I will definitely knock your dog's head off. 】

Song Hanzhang found that he had been honed by Chun Leshui to have a strong heart. At least in terms of acting skills, he should be on par with Chun Leshui. Put down the wine glass on fire.

He folded his left leg over his right, leaned back against the sofa, and provocatively said, "What if I say no?"

Chun Leshui burst into tears: "Hanzhang, please."

[Don't blame me for being cruel if you are ruthless. 】

【I will make you never be a man again. 】

Sensing that his eyes drifted to his own, Song Hanzhang's forehead twitched.

He endured it.

Endure and endure.

Hold on.

He didn't hold back either, and squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "Chun Le Shui!"