Chapter forty-three, Call My Dad!

"What the Hell is going on? Is it a matter of pride? "

Wu Bai's first reaction was that the man who had been fighting must have had a lot of money, or else the money manager's tactics, coupled with his street cred, would have solved most of the problems, how can he be so worried today.

"Hey, don't mention it, one is the son of the head of a bureau in the city, one is the prince of a multinational trading company, two people for a song fight, we, we are not too good to go forward Ah! "

As Wu Bai got out of the car, Ginger announced the names of the two great men.

"You mean Jiang Shicai and Han Maoli? "

Hear the background of these two, five hundred instant know the name of two people.

Before his father was not "down" time, Wu Bai heard the name of two people, both of them are relying on his father has some ability, all day long do not miss the job, carouse.

That Han Maoli's father is the head of silver money in the city. In his hands, he is not only powerful but also rich. Naturally, he has no scruples about anything. There is also that Jiang Shicai. His father is the boss of a multinational trading company, although he is worse off than the Wu family, but also be regarded as upper class family, that Jiang Shicai walks when the nose is always sky-high walk.

When the two of them get together, it's like they're at each other's throats.

"What time is it? The clubhouse is open? "

Wu Bai heard them, slowed down, looked up at the air, and spoke.

"Well... " Hearing Wu Bai ask the question, huang Mao was also slightly stunned, and then explained: "The clubhouse is not open to the public, but our door is open, ah, that Jiang Shicai came just when I moved things in the clubhouse, he followed in. "

Originally, that Jiang Shicai want to come out to play, but during the day many entertainment places are not open, also do not know how, he strolled here.

A waiter stopped him and told him the club was not open, but he was hit by a big mouth on the spot.

Another waiter hurriedly to find money manager and yellow hair, but two people came, but it was Jiang Shicai, but under, had to put him in, thought this play had enough also go back.

"Put your cards on the table, and if our young master is not satisfied with anything, we will close down your club. "

With in that Jiang Shicai after death of a small minion lightly patted that money manager's shoulder, then the back heartless mouth.

"Yes, yes! "

The money manager nodded his head.

Can Not be thought of less than half an hour, that Han Mao gift also came.

The two men had no influence on each other, also do not know that Han Mao Li in what circumstances heard Jiang Shicai singing, the results directly rushed to the other people's private room joke people sing bad, one to two go, two people fight.

"This Han Mao Li listens to feel that he character is not good, oneself play in own room, run to others to do? "

Deng Wu couldn't help muttering.

Besides, both of them are dangerous people, and the club's business could be affected.

At this point, Wubai simply stopped.

"Brother Wu, what should we do? "

Ginger, too, stopped and looked at Wu Bai.

"What to do? Salad! "

Wu Bai rolled his eyes. He wouldn't mess with either of them. He wouldn't mess with either of them. He would just let them fight.

"But if so, wouldn't it be most unfortunate for us? They both picked luxury rooms, and after the fight, we also lost a lot! "

Yellow hair some pain in the mouth, the way they play, it is estimated that the restoration will cost tens of thousands of dollars.

"Don't be silly, why do we have to pay for it? "

With that, Wu Bai whispered something in his ear, and the dog nodded, then ran happily to the store.

"Brother Wu, what did you say to Ginger? "

Deng Wu blinked his 'innocent' eyes, looked at the back of the yellow hair of a face of doubt.

"No, of course I'm going to teach him how to ask for money from those two rich men, but I don't want that stupid hat! "

Wu Baijianmei slightly raised, and then chuckled.

In the CLUBHOUSE,

"I'm GonNa beat the shit out of you for saying I'M A bad singer! "

A young man in tank shorts and flip flops smashed a beer bottle into the head of another young man.

Boom!

But before the bottle could drop, one of the young men grabbed the other, and the two men rolled to one side, and the bottle fell into the air and hit the table.

"Me. Fuck you, Jiang Shicai, YOU FUCKING BITCH! "

After rolling around on the floor, another youth got up and shouted, pointing to his flip flops.

"Han Mao Li, people are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid of you. We're on opposite sides of the road, but if you want to mess with me, don't blame OIGO FOR HAVING BLACK HANDS! "

Jiang Shicai said, the box of the table took out a cigar, and then put in the mouth, then have a dog leg son hurriedly come forward to crack the cigar lit.

"Fine, I'll stay with you till the end! "

Han Mao Li bite the iron teeth of the word a meal of openings.

In fact, to fight, Han Mao Li is definitely not the opponent of Jiang Shicai, but things have developed to this point, Han Mao Li also can not directly concede defeat, so he can only stiffen his head.

At that time he wanted to know that the person in the private room was Jiang Shicai, and he would never ignore rushing in to say such a lot of words, but also blamed himself for drinking a little too much today, even people did not see clearly.

The words fall, that Jiang Shicai only smoked two cigars Meng threw to Han Mao Li, Han Mao Li side of the small hooligan hurriedly stood in front of its body, will only the cigar block down.

But before he knew it, someone had kicked him in the chest, and then a good little rascal directly backwards, the body also dragged on the ground as far as two meters or so before it stopped, and at this time Han Mao Li also exposed in front of Jiang Shicai.

And the other small-time hooligans that Han Mao Li brings are fighting with the person of Jiang Shicai.

"Fuck you, I'll fight you! "

Han Mao Li Meng's stand up, facing that Jiang Shicai is to swing a fist.

Boom!

Did Not expect that Jiang Shicai not only did not hide, but also directly swung a punch, and that Han Mao Li's fist hit in a place.

After a low crash, there was a crisp click.

"Ah! "

Then Han Mao Li was directly covered with arms on the ground to scream up, a face is also a moment to become pale.

Han Mao Li's men saw his master was injured, quickly stopped fighting, rushed over.

"quick, quick, call my dad! ! " Hanmao gift pain even a complete words are not agile, but call his father this thing he is definitely not forget, there is a problem to find his father, to what time this is the same truth.

A small rascal smell speech, hurriedly from the arms of Han Mao Li took out a cell phone, find Han Mao Li father's phone, then directly pressed down...