"How are you doing these two years?" Li Xiang's spending a lot of money made the remaining two return to silence again, until Li Xiang's polite greetings rang.

"It's great, it's easy to make money by doing this!" The school beauty unconsciously lit a cigarette, and even raised her chest when she heard this, as if she replied casually. But at this time, the 62-second bottle of royal salute brought in by the male servant who knocked on the door made her body collapse. She paused and then bounced the ashes and said to herself, "Look, this wine has helped me get a lot of commission!"

Perhaps he understood that Li Xiang was taken care of by drinking, after all, it was a shame for students to pay tips. The school beauty looked at Li Xiang a little softer, and her body softened and leaned over.

Li Xiang's body stiffened. It was fake that the goddess in his dream made him not moved, but when he swept the heavy makeup face after the cigarette smoke, he felt a burst of loss in his heart.

The royal salute on the table had been opened, and Li Xiang poured it into a cup of drinks. Whether the import price of the duty-free import is nearly 20,000 yuan or not, the alcohol is always real, and Li Xiang, who was drinking alone, quickly felt dizzy.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye! This is our VIP..."

"What a nonsense, a bottle of royal salute becomes a VIP? I want to see who is not very eye-catching and dares to shy my face." A noise gradually approached.

The door was pushed open, and the school belle, who was just singing, saw the person coming in, immediately turned down the speaker, and went forward obediently and called Ye Shao.

Although the young man who came in first opened the door was drunk, he was also full of smiles. He looked up and down at Li Xiang, who was standing up and down, quickly swept over the outfit and Nokia phone on the table, and then sneered: "Didn't I order this No. 38 long ago? Why did you come here?"

As he said that, he didn't care about the reaction of the entertainment venue manager who followed him, he immediately hugged the school beauties, stared at Li Xiang with his eyes slanted, and his other hand had penetrated into the school beauties' skirt.

The school beauty's moan made Li Xiang's face turn red. She clenched her fist before letting go slightly, and she squeezed out a smile and said, "I am willing to compensate her for the station fee. I will pay for Mr. Ye tonight. I hope Mr. Ye will be proud of her!"

"You have money?" The Young Master Ye seemed to glance at him casually, slowly turned around and smiled at the people around the door, "Look, he wants to use money to save me again?"

Li Xiang was a little surprised when he heard the word "Red". He really didn't expect that when he fired the Royal Salute 62, Ye Shao had just finished igniting a Royal Salute 38. As a result, a joke from his friend who accompanied him made him crazy after drinking.

Li Xiang didn't care about these things, but when he saw the appointment expression on the school belle's face, he was inexplicably furious, several thoughts turned around in his mind for a moment.

As long as he thinks about it, he can take out a pistol. As described in many novels and movies, he puts a gun on the head of the dog, Shi Ye Shao, and while he is calling him to kneel down, he is holding the school beauty. Although his beautiful memory of the school beauty has dissipated with the cigarette, it is the woman he ordered after all, so it is no turn for others to come and point fingers.

But reality is always a little different from imagination. The amount of alcohol is not enough to make him completely lose his mind. The school beauty's anxious look at her signaling has shown that this young master Ye is not simple, and a space that can't even hide in is not enough to make him, who is still thin, without any scruples and ignore the powerful national power behind the order.

He finally bit his lip and smiled: "Mr. Ye, I apologize for my offense, I hope..."

"Compensation? How do you want to pay?" Mr. Ye's hand stopped and interrupted Li Xiang's words, "Due to your obedience, I will send you two more royal salutes 62. I won't cause trouble for you anymore. I'll get your woman!"

With the last sentence, the movements of Mr. Ye under the skirt made the school beauty feel so painful, which completely ignited the alcohol on the rational line in Li Xiang's mind.

"Go to your mother!" Li Xiang jumped over the coffee table and punched Mr. Ye in the face.

...

"Are you okay?" When Li Xiang, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, sat down muffled under the care of the prison guard, the fat man couldn't help but worry.

"Did you think there is something wrong?" Li Xiang inhaled slightly with his mouth moving, pulling the wound.

"I heard that you were beaten to stand up for the school beauty?" The fat man was well-informed and even knew about the school beauty. "You are stupid. She was a guest. She could lose her flesh when she was having sex every time? Maybe she would climb to the top."

Although Li Xiang's mind was filled with vigilance of drinking and sex, he just kept silent.

"Forget it, after all, I'm an acquaintance, and I might not be able to help it. But this time you're really in trouble." The fat man sighed lowly and then said solemnly, "That guy is a big shot in the Provincial Public Security Department."

"I know!" Li Xiang said in a deep voice.

Someone has already taught him a lesson in the detention center. If he hadn't used the cash and cigarettes he had secretly harvested, and had a fat man and a few classmates and friends to do it outside, he might have either been blooming or was injured or damaged internally.

Of course, Li Xiang, who decided not to use the last violent method before that step, still endured the successive beatings.

"You kid knocked out one of the front teeth of Mr. Ye with one punch. The original minor injury was judged as a minor injury, and the other party bit you to go to jail. The relationship around us is not enough, and it is useless after turning a few turns. There is no way to use money if you want to use money." The fat man sighed. In the past few days, he has also contacted many classmates in the provincial capital.

The students around who were still struggling in society did not deliberately run to their third-rate university to pretend to be a pig like in the novel. They were a little bit of a relationship with aunts and aunts, but the province made everyone look up to them. Even if they really had a way, they would not get involved and offend the Ye family.

The more than 900,000 yuan in the safe in Li Xiang’s rental house has been handed over to the fat man to operate, but he has no way to invest in it with money.

In China, a society with thousands of years of official status, money may not necessarily work.

Li Xiang also realized for the first time that money is not omnipotent.

Being fat does not mean being strong, and being fat in pigs and cows will also bring disaster.

The seeds of armed minions in his heart to protect his personal and property safety gradually began to sprout.

He began to calculate how likely he would be to escape from the submachine gun and the bazooka. At most, he would have to escape abroad. According to Zhutou, he accumulated mental power to arrange the array several times to get larger items. Even the scene of a tank breaking out of the detention center and then fleeing abroad on a fighter plane.

"I don't know yet, right?" It was the concerns about the relatives in the family that made Li Xiang hesitate and not take extreme measures.

"There is no need to worry about not coming to your house there yet. You are still hiding it from them." The fat man nodded and said.

"However, the nightclub doesn't want to make things worse. It seems that it can make peace with the private matters, but the money may be needed." The fat man hesitated and said again, causing Li Xiang to completely give up the risk of facing the famous Chinese air missile defense and fleeing abroad.

"Money is not a problem!" Li Xiang really doesn't care how much money he is now in prison, and occasionally secretly revealing some small amount of money and respect, but if he creates a lot of money, he will definitely be dissected.

"There are 5 gold bars in the travel bag under my bed. You can use it for the time being!" Li Xiang could only shake out the small vault.

The money in that safe is hard to make up for itself, and the gold bars made him feel a headache to explain the matter later. The fat man didn't ask much this time, just nodded.

"If it's not enough, I'll use gold to make up after I go out." Li Xiang planned to pay the bill with gold. Gold is not faster than RMB circulation. When he gave it to the Ye family, he had a high chance of being collected by himself. Even if he gave favors, it would be collected by corrupt officials and would kill the turtle sons a year later.
Chapter completed!