urban monster mad son-in-law

"It seems that her ex-husband must be a scumbag!" Liu Yang clicked his lips.

"Isn't that right? I heard that Manager Han's ex-husband, Huang, was involved in gambling and drugs. He is a scumbag and a social cancer." Hong Zhuang said indignantly: "Manager Han is such a kind and beautiful woman. I--"

"You will die on Manager Han's belly!" Liu Yang interrupted him and said.

"—"

Hong Zhuang rolled his eyes.

"I think, peony flowers are dead, and being a ghost is also romantic, but Manager Han won't take a fancy to me," Hong Zhuang said mournfully.

Liu Yang said unhappily: "Now that you know it, let's stop fantasizing and talk about a girlfriend."

"By the way, Liu Yang, do you have a girlfriend?"

"I am married--"

"Ah? You're married!"

Hong Zhuang exclaimed, and everyone looked at him and Liu Yang.

This poor thing is married, which woman is so blind?

Qiu Hui and Fan Yong sneered, there is a saying that goes well, dragon matches dragon, phoenix matches phoenix, partridge meets partridge, crow meets crow, Liu Yang, a poor man who is about to hang himself, how strong can his wife be? , the kind that is absolutely ugly and dare not see people.

"Shut your mouth and eat quickly," Liu Yang said angrily.

Old Hong Zhuang blushed, lowered his head and ate the claypot rice that was just served——

"Manager Han, come, let me toast you!"

"I came here by car, I can't drink!"

"It's okay, the other colleagues didn't drink, let them do it for you and send you back."

"That's right, Manager Han, it's hard for everyone to come out for a dinner together, you have to show me some face."

"—"

Everyone was eating quietly, only Qiu Hui and Fan Yong kept persuading Manager Han to drink, glass after glass, clearly out of uneasiness and good intentions to get Manager Han drunk.

Only the table of Fan Yong and Qiu Hui ordered a bottle of red wine.

Liu Yang saw it in his eyes, and there was a sneer on the corner of his lips——

Fan Yong and Qiu Hui wanted to get Manager Han drunk, but they didn't expect that Manager Han had worked as a sales manager in another company, but he often went out to socialize and had a better drinking capacity than the two of them.

They were already a little drunk, and Manager Han was just a little drunk on his pretty face.

Seeing this scene, the others couldn't help but burst out laughing, stealing chickens won't make money.

"Manager Fan, do you know whose business this clubhouse belongs to?"

"who?"

"Kang Zhengpeng's!"

"Kang Zhengpeng!"

When Qiu Hui mentioned this name, Fan Yong couldn't help shivering.

Kang Zhengpeng is a ruthless character who dares to fight and kill. He has nearly a hundred people under his command, and these hundred people are all thugs who have licked blood from their knife-edges.

This god of killing, as long as he is eyeing him, he will bite off a piece of meat from you, he is simply a lunatic!

Qiu Hui and Fan Yong whispered, everyone felt terrified, thinking in their hearts that playing here must not make trouble, otherwise, they will die without knowing how to die!

"Let's go, Manager Han, let's go sing!"

At this time, Qiu Hui stood up and said with a smile.

Manager Han looked at everyone: "Whatever you want to play, go to play, play cards, drink tea, chat, sing, you can do it. Manager Fan and I will pay the bill later."

"it is good!"

Everyone is eager to try and excited.

Qiu Hui and Manager Fan led the team to the ktv, and a few others went to the chess and card room to play mahjong. Only Hong Zhuang and Liu Yanggan were left sitting.

Hong Zhuang looked at Liu Yang: "Liu Yang, what are we doing?"

Liu Yang curled his lips and said, "I just want to sit here for a while and go back after a short rest."

"Ah? Don't you even play for a while?" Hong Zhuang asked in surprise.

Liu Yang shook his head: "Go and play."

Originally, Liu Yang didn't even want to come, but he just wanted to go home and no one was cooking, so he came and left while he had a meal.

"Then I'm going to sing," Hong Zhuang saw that Manager Han was being dragged to sing by Qiu Hui and Fan Yong, and he followed in a hurry.

Liu Yang took out his mobile phone to play, and happened to see the WeChat message Qin Zixuan sent him, as well as a money transfer message.

2200 yuan, which Liu Yang lent to Qin Zixuan outside the Wangjiang River last time.

Liu Yang is very poor now, and the money last time was also said to be lent to Qin Zixuan, so he did not refuse and accepted the money.

It is inconvenient to take the bus to work every day. Use this money to buy an electric car. Riding an electric car is faster than taking a bus.

As Liu Yang was thinking, Qin Zixuan sent another message: "Brother Yang, how are you doing recently?"

"Very well, now I'm at work!"

"Brother Yang, which company are you in? What do you do?"

"Working in the HR Department of Jinjiang Real Estate Company—"

It's just that after Liu Yang's reply, he had another bad feeling.

"Whoa!"

"what!"

When Liu Yang and Qin Zixuan were actively chatting on WeChat, there was a sudden sound of glass shattering, followed by a scream.

Liu Yang frowned, what happened?

A few minutes later, Hong Zhuang ran over, sweating profusely: "Liu Yang, it's not good, something serious happened, Qiu Hui beat someone."

Liu Yang smiled: "It's none of my business if he hit someone?"

Qiu Hui took advantage of his father's official contacts and was arrogant and domineering. However, this amount of capital was not enough for him. He hadn't messed with really powerful people.

"no!"

Hong Zhuang said in a hurry: "Qiu Hui beat the man because of Manager Han. He, Manager Han, and others were all taken into a luxurious box. Fortunately, I went to the toilet and was not arrested. go"

Liu Yang froze, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

If Qiu Hui, Fan Yong and the others were taken away, Liu Yang would not bother to care about their lives, but Manager Han was different. Manager Han helped him out at noon today and lent him 100 yuan.

For Manager Han, Liu Yang still regards her as a friend.

When a friend is in trouble, you can't just ignore it.

"Well, I see, I'll go and have a look," Liu Yang slowly got up and said.

"what about me?"

Hong Zhuang asked, pointing at his nose.

"Stay here, you can't help much," Liu Yang pouted.

That's right, why do you look down on people so much!

Hong Zhuang was outraged, but then he thought about it, he was so fat that he was useless, maybe he would become a burden if he followed the past.

Forget it, Liu Yang should be able to solve it.

After all, looking at the entire Nanjiang, there are not many people who can hope for the Jiangnan Diamond Membership Card.

In the luxurious box, Qiu Hui was kneeling in front of a coffee table, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he looked so miserable, so miserable.

There were two people sitting on the sofa, one was a middle-aged man with gauze wrapped around his head, he was hit on the head by Qiu Hui with a wine bottle just now, the waiter of the club gave him a simple bandage to stop the bleeding.

Another man, in his thirties, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and extremely handsome facial features, but the expression on his face was gloomy, giving people a chilling feeling.