Jane Sanshao's love story

"Li Rui, let me tell you, you must calm down now, as long as it doesn't hurt you, then do whatever they ask you to do, don't resist, don't provoke them."

"Brother Jane, I know."

"Wait for me for a while, I'll be right over."

"it is good."

"The phone remains on the phone, and I will contact you all the time."

"Ah."

After giving the order, Jian Qiubai anxiously took his coat from the sofa and put it on his body, and walked out, but he stopped after walking two steps. What's the use of rushing to that bar by himself now?

He couldn't even protect himself, how could he protect Li Rui?

The bar is full of fish and dragons, and there are all kinds of people. With his three-legged kung fu, he is afraid that he will be knocked down before he hits him.

But people have to be saved. Li Rui has helped him a lot. When he was in the most difficult time, he secretly transferred money to his card more than once. Although it was not much, it was indeed a timely gift.

He couldn't be ungrateful and abandon him when he needed him most.

Calling the police is not enough. Li Rui is still a child and is still a third-year student in high school. He cannot be arrested by the police at this juncture. Moreover, he is also responsible for this matter. He is an adult, and he can be sentenced to prison. Even if the incident is not serious, he may have to be imprisoned for two to three months. Being in prison will be a lifelong stain on Li Rui.

How to do?

How to do?

Jian Qiubai remembered pacing back and forth in the living room, and as he walked, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

"The Heaton Bar?"

He seemed to have heard the name somewhere.

"Heaton, Heaton..." Jian Qiubai murmured and repeated several times, then suddenly slapped his forehead and shouted: "That's right! Isn't this a bar of the subsidiary business of Jian's family?"

The name of the bar was obtained by Jian Cunli, and it belonged to a chain of businesses, including Heaton Catering and Heaton Hotel. After Jian Cunli's death, these chain businesses fell into the hands of his half-brother Jian Fengliang.

If, if this bar was owned by Jian's family, it would be much easier for him to get people out of it.

In any case, he is Jian Cunli's son. Even though he is an illegitimate son, everyone knows that there are three young masters in Jian's family.

He sold this identity, and the people in the bar would give him some face.

Thinking of this, Jian Qiubai felt more confident.

But just as he was about to step out, he suddenly stopped.

The boy looked down at the clothes on his body, and the total amount did not exceed 300 yuan.

If you dress like this, you might not even be able to enter the door of the bar, right?

He was also part of Jane's family, and he was in it before, so he naturally knew what kind of business the Heaton bar managed by Jian Fengliang was doing.

He understands that the business scope of this bar is by no means like a formal entertainment venue. The faces he is involved with not only include normal singing and dancing events, but also dark pornography, gambling and drug business.

When he was in college, Jian Cunli wanted to train him and said that he would be assigned to manage the bar, but he declined without thinking. He disdained to earn such dirty money.

Jian Fengliang has developed well in recent years, he is both black and white, he is a well-known gangster in Songcheng, and most of his fortune is due to his characteristic of being generous.

Now, he was going to such a vicious place to save people, at least he should have more murderous intent!

Jian Qiubai's fists hanging on the sides of his legs tightened, to deal with vicious people, he must also be vicious!

Having figured it out, the boy suddenly turned around and ran to the bedroom, fished out those expensive designer suits from Yuan Chengyi's closet, picked out a black suit that he could barely hold up, and put it on. black coat.

After getting dressed, he pulled out a Land Rover car key that Yuan Chengyi had casually thrown in the bedside table, held it in his hand, and rushed outside.

Jian Qiubai can drive. When he was a sophomore in high school, Jiang Fengli once gave him a silver BMW worth more than 200 million yuan.

After five years, the feeling of riding a luxury car on the wide road once again made Jian Qiubai feel inexplicably in a trance, as if he had returned to the life of a 17-year-old youth who was drunk on money and was not afraid of anything. And afraid of everything.

Looking at Wuwei, in fact, it is all relying on the fierce mask on his face.

According to the navigation on the car, Jian Qiubai soon drove to the entrance of the "Heaton" bar.

Seeing Jian Qiubai dressed in expensive clothes and driving a luxury car, none of the waiters at the entrance of the bar dared to stop him. These days, rich people are uncles, and everyone understands this truth.

Jian Qiubai recalled the self-confident and dignified manner before, step by step, with head raised, walked towards the entrance of the bar defiantly.

"Hello." The waiter at the door raised his hand to stop him, and said with a modest smile, "Sir, our bar is a VIP system, and you can only enter with a specific key card."

Jian Qiubai raised his heart, suppressed his nervousness, and said coldly: "Don't you have eyes? Do you dare to stop the master when he comes?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, looked up and down Jian Qiubai with blank eyes, and hesitated for a long time before saying: "You are...you are Master Jian Qiubai?"

Song City is not big, and the business circle is even smaller. Everyone who works in the Jian family must know what the three young masters of the Jian family look like.

Jian Qiubai sneered: "Yes, I'm not blind yet."

The waiter was startled, and quickly bowed his head and said: "Master Jian, please forgive me, you are low-key, it's because I'm blind." As he spoke, the man turned his body respectfully, and waved his hand as a gesture of invitation to let Jian Qiubai in.

Jian Qiubai let out a long breath, suppressed his emotions, adjusted the collar of his coat and stepped in.

The restless music drummed his eardrums and made him frown involuntarily.

The light in the bar is very low, even in the daytime, but because of the strong airtightness, it looks a bit dark, and the small space is filled with the smell of alcohol and tobacco, which makes Jian Qiubai want to raise his hand to cover his nose, but In the end, he still stood naturally.

It might be because of his natural nobility, or maybe it was Yuan Chengyi's outrageously expensive suit coat, in short, soon a girl dressed in cool clothes greeted him.