Chapter 1632: Island Ninja 2

Zhan Mei, who encountered a tragic encounter at the age of sixteen, is a cruel character in the eyes of Shanghai men. The young girl of seventeen or eighteen was always happy when facing the roses sent to her by the boy who was timid and refused or looked down upon. Zhan Mei, who was seventeen or eighteen, was already a fairy with profound knowledge. The young brat's young tricks could not get into her eyes. The man who had been lustful at her drove out all his strength and did not say that she could not hold the beauty back, and her self-esteem was also ripped with holes. Finally, she came to the conclusion that this woman was not in the flesh and blood, and she was so stubborn.

The iron-stone heart may not be soft for a certain male animal. At this time, the animal was leaning against a pillar in a corner of the arena, squinting eyes and sucking clouds and fog, and was as if she was naked and "pretentious".

Ganghu was helped off the ring by someone, and it was vividly said that he should have "mounted" off the ring. His thick iron legs were injured and could not use any strength at all. Chen Heigou was willing to accept the loss and did not send anyone to embarrass him. It took tens of millions of seconds to change the master. The boss of several big guys were as calm as usual. These were small money, and no one cared about it. Old Master Yang took back nine million cash and handed Chen Jingdong's check with a quota of 20 million to Zhan Mei, who should have paid 30 million yuan. Old Master Yang understood Zhan Mei's personality and would never take advantage of him, so he would not add anything to it.

Xiang Yufeng jumped off the ring with a cigarette in his mouth. Zhan Mei stared at him with a smile. As soon as his butt was close to the sofa cushion, he couldn't wait to hand him the 20 million check and whispered: "Hehe, this is your bonus!"

"Bonus?" Xiang Yufeng was stunned and then woke up. He smiled and put the check in his pocket. His movements were outrageous. He didn't want to give him money to the beautiful Zhan who was determined to give him money. It was too pretentious and hypocritical. Moreover, he was able to take the 20 million yuan as a bonus with peace of mind. Although it was a lot more, he didn't mind.

A boxing match that should have been a battle between dragons and tigers, after Xiang Yufeng appeared, it became a one-sided trend. Chen Heigou, who had taken a group of people from the northeast to sweep Yang Huainian's face, glared at Xiang Yufeng fiercely when he was leaving. He was a bastard, destroying all his plans. He wanted to imprint Xiang Yufeng's appearance in his heart. In the future, this revenge will be avenged.

Chen Heigou left, Xiang Yufeng walked to Yang Huainian and looked at Yang Huainian without saying a word.

Xiang Yufeng needs an explanation, he is not a gun, so he has no intention of being treated like a gun in his life.

Yang Huainian apologized first and whispered in Xiang Yufeng's ear.

Xiang Yufeng's eyes suddenly lit up, but he still looked at Yang Huainian with a hint of confusion and said, "This is serious?"

"If it weren't for the matter being grasped, how could I dare to sect the sect leader?" Yang Huainian made a gesture of invitation and invited Xiang Yufeng into the VIP room...

In the evening, ten land vehicles drove back to the city center from the Western Suburbs Boxing Stadium and entered the city center in a mighty manner. Ten Land Rover drove from the road to Jinmao Yedu, the largest sales kiln in Shanghai. When two intersections were between Jinmao Yedu, Zhan Mei remembered that there was a dim sum shop with a lot of beer here, so under Zhan Mei's guidance, the convoy directly killed him.

The shopping center that stopped operating at 8 pm was crowded in the evening. The busy day of the petty bourgeois white-collar workers only took a walk in the mall after get off work. Ten Luhu parked outside the dim sum shop door, and many people looked at each other. The beautiful carriages stirred up the desires of men and stimulated the jealousy of women.

"Yufeng... Get out of the car quickly, I'll buy you something delicious..." Zhan Mei called Xiang Yufeng, who was a little confused, and saw this guy staring at the beauty entering and leaving the shopping center, flew out and rolled his eyes, grabbed his arm and walked towards the door of the snack shop.

"I guess he is a mistress who is a big shot..." a fashionable girl said angrily.

"That man must be a rich second generation... Young Master... Our conditions are not bad... Why can't we find such a man..." The fashionable girl's companion with heavy makeup beside her stared at Yufeng obsessed with her saliva, and her saliva overflowed from the corner of her mouth. The men next to her had very different thoughts, and had long regarded Xiang Yufeng as a weak man like a weakling.

Thinking about others is a little unbearable, a little unlucky, a little disgusting, a little dirty, is a bad root that cannot be erased for thousands of years. No wonder a European scholar in the 19th century proudly used two fingers of different lengths to describe the Chinese people who only knew how to "cut off" the parts they grew out of each other through slander and slander to achieve equality or surpass, but did not know how to raise themselves. Zhan Mei held Xiang Yufeng with her. After experiencing ups and downs, she did not care about others' fingers pointing at them.

The dim sum shop is a more attractive place in Xiang Yufeng's childhood memory, just like the snack street in Wangfujing. It has a lot of delicious food. Come to the dim sum shop to buy a few kilograms of almond crisps and squid candy, and order a bowl of authentic old bean juice from Beijing, and call it a plate of scorched circles. It sounds so beautiful if you listen to two crosstalks.

"Yufeng, did you like to eat these snacks when you were a child?" Zhan Mei asked Xiang Yufeng.

Xiang Yufeng shook his head and said, "I was not as happy as you when I was a child. It would be great if I could eat raw meat."

"It seems you are really a bad guy!" Zhan Mei chuckled and held Xiang Yufeng's arm tightly. There were more than a dozen burly bodyguards following behind the two of them. At this time, they hid without a trace. After experiencing the teasing of the big beauties one after another, Xiang Yufeng was used to Zhan Mei's teasing and looked at him calmly, without the crampingness of the past, and the unexplained sense of tacit understanding between the two became deeper and deeper.

The two of them entered the snack shop, and the interior decoration style still made Xiang Yufeng amazed. All kinds of pastries were placed on the counter. The buyers gathered in front of the counter, picking one and picking one. The waiter at the counter was so busy that he was very lively. Zhan Mei asked Xiang Yufeng what he wanted to eat, and Xiang Yufeng said "whatever".

"Whatever?" Zhan Mei complained, swaying her soft figure and squeezed into the circle of people outside the counter. She hadn't come to the snack shop in person to queue up to buy pastries for many years. Today, because of Xiang Yufeng, she was full of interest, as if she had returned to the innocent era of the girl next door.

The owner of the dim sum shop thoughtfully. At the window, he placed eight exquisite wooden tables and some rattan chairs for guests to rest and taste their own things. Xiang Yufeng chose a quiet corner to sit down and looked at the most amazing face in the crowd. A beautiful lady and gentleman are good friends. Xiang Yufeng does not deny the beauty of Zhan Mei. Among Xiang Yufeng's women, Zhan Mei's beauty is similar to Xu Nianyun, but it is more charming than her. Xiang Yufeng knew that it would be impossible to have this temperament without being tempered by the waves of the times.

Zhan Mei, who is firmly among the strong women in Shanghai, showed the meticulousness of buying things that housewives showed as much as that of housewives. She chose carefully and chose carefully. If she did not have the price of every pastry clearly marked, she would have been priced without any scruples, which was a thousand miles away from her usual strong image of controlling her decisive decision.
Chapter completed!