The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain

Tonight’s fundraising is in the form of an auction. Several literary and artistic people contributed their masterpieces, and the wealthy present will bid for auction.

In just half an hour, the donations for refugees reached 5 million, and the reporter's spotlight kept flashing. Wanting to come to the benevolence of the rich, tomorrow will be the headline of several major newspapers.

Doing good deeds is to earn fame, and fame is the best way to make money. The rich will never do anything to lose.

Qiao Wen and Chen Canan are not rich people, but Mr. Dong Guo, who has mixed in with the rich, naturally has nothing to do with them. It is just watching the excitement, and the excitement is really meaningless, at least Chen Canan is very Almost boring and sleepy.

Fortunately, the fundraising session ended soon, and the rest is tonight's relaxing moment-the dance party.

Zhou Jiayin, who was busy socializing with her uncle, is also free now, carrying an ankle-length evening dress, and finding Qiao Wen—of course, her target is Chen Jianan.

She pulled her skirt and made a kneeling manner, and smiled and stretched out her hand to Chen Canan: "Mr. Chen, can you dance with your face?"

Chen Jianan, who was chatting with Qiao Wen Zhou Renjun, was taken aback by her gift and waved his hands again and again: "Sorry, I can't dance."

However, the unrestrained and enthusiastic Zhou Jiayin did not give him a chance to refuse. When his voice fell, he had already stepped forward and grabbed his swinging wrist, and brought people directly onto the dance floor: "It’s okay, I’ll teach you. It’s very simple. ."

Although Chen Jianan is a hundred reluctant, he knows that if he pushes people away forcibly on such occasions, it will make a girl lose face.

Although he would never fall in love with women in his life, he knew that he respected and cared for women since he was a child.

In order not to embarrass Zhou Jiayin, she had to bite the bullet and walked onto the dance floor with her.

Seeing this, Zhou Renjun was afraid that he and Qiao Wen would also be entangled by such unrestrained modern girls, so he hurriedly said: "Awen, if you don't want to dance, go and hide with me. I have seen several beauties staring at you. Look at you."

Qiao Wen looked at Chen Canan, who was at a loss on the dance floor, sympathetically. Although he wanted to rescue him, it was not good to embarrass the girl. After hesitating for a while, he unscrupulously followed Zhou Renjun to the balcony, leaving Chen behind. Canaan was struggling pitifully on the dance floor alone.

At this moment, Chen Canan really can afford the word "poor", because he really can't dance, and he has a natural discomfort for getting close to girls. Zhou Jiayin separated.

"You get closer and follow my steps." Zhou Jiayin pulled him up.

Because of this sudden approach, Chen Canan almost instinctively leaned back, stepping on the opponent's shoe in a mess.

Zhou Jiayin whispered in pain.

Chen Jianan hurriedly steadied his feet and said: "Sorry, sorry, I really won't, or else forget it."

Zhou Jiayin didn't care about this foot, and smiled crookedly: "It's okay, who has just learned to dance and never stepped on a partner? Just follow."

Chen Jianan sighed silently in her heart, and could only follow her in a perfunctory manner. While the dance steps were turning, he looked around outside the dance floor and found that Qiao Wen was no longer there for some time.

This discovery made him even more unwilling to deal with the modern girl in front of him, not because he was afraid of Qiao Wen's accident, but because he couldn't see Qiao Wen in a strange place, which made him feel a little at a loss.

If it hadn't been for Qiao Wen's repeated instructions before, he should know a gentleman on this occasion, and he would immediately let go and run away.

Because he was absent-minded, he stepped on Zhou Jiayin several times again and again. Although the other party didn't care, he obviously greeted a lot of curious eyes from the side. It's not all curiosity, but more questioning and contempt for Miss Zhou's dancing partner.

Chen Jianan really didn't want to continue, as he was about to speak when he was suddenly hit on the shoulder by the person next to him. This collision was really not light, and it was clearly intentional. As a result, he, who was about to stop, was staggered, and his impartiality happened to trip Zhou Jiayin's foot.

If it weren't for his quick eyesight and quick hands, he controlled the center of gravity in time, and then held the half-fallen woman, the two of them would have fallen to the dance floor in embarrassment.

However, even though the body was stabilized, this hurried movement was really not very beautiful, so that the few young men and women dancing next to them all looked at it for unknown reasons, and several of them had obvious sneers on their faces.

Chen Jianan turned his head and glanced at the person who hit him. He was a young man with a strange face. He held a beautifully dressed girl in his arms. He looked like a rich young master and daughter. When he looked over, the man hooked his lips provocatively, then moved along the dance steps and said: "I'm sorry Alice, I just ran into your partner."

Zhou Jiayin also saw that this person was deliberate, frowning displeased: "Young Master Tang, are you sick?"

The young man Tang said with a shy face, "Alice, I didn't mean it." He let go of his partner, bent over to reach her, "In order to make up for my fault, let me replace the one who can't dance. Sir, dance with you?"

Zhou Jiayin sneered, too lazy to bother her, and took Chen Jianan away from the dance floor.

When she got to the dance floor, she realized that the hem of her dress had torn apart, and she could only apologize: "Anan, I'm sorry, my skirt is torn. Go and change it. You can do it yourself, and I will come back to you again." Before turning around, he added, "That was the dude just now, don't care about them."

She actually regretted dragging Chen Jianan to dance. She had read the newspaper that Chen Jianan was born. A young man who had just walked out of the slum, how could these young lady's enthusiastic things make him laugh at by others.

Chen Jianan, who was off the dance floor, breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing that she was still coming to find herself, she waved her hands hurriedly and said, "Don't worry about me, I'll go find my brother."

"Yeah, why is Mr. Joe gone? Then you go find him first? I'll find you when I come back."

The two said goodbye, Chen Jianan took a deep breath, suppressed his irritation, walked to the waiter holding a tray next to him, took a glass of champagne to moisturize his throat, then turned his head and glanced at the dance floor, looking at Yixiang Temple The man and woman hugged him and turned around, he curled his lips in disgust.

I really don't understand the fun of this ballroom dance? Might as well hit two sets of Wangbaquan.

However, he knew that this was neither a boxing nor a place for beating people. He had to admit that he was so incompatible with this so-called upper class that he was a bit at a loss as to what to do without Qiao Wen.

You have to find Qiao Wen right away.

It's just that he looked around, never seeing Qiao Wen and Zhou Renjun. But thinking that Xiao Qiao would never abandon herself and leave alone, it should be where she hid.

After thinking about it, his eyes finally fell on the balcony on the side of the banquet hall.

He was about to walk over and suddenly noticed that he was looking at him. When he turned his head, he saw Wang Peter and two young men talking not far away. One of them was Young Master Tang who had just hit him on the dance floor.

The three of them were less than two meters away from him, so they could hear what they were talking about. Just hearing clearly does not mean they could understand, because they used English.

Chen Jianan remembered what Qiao Wen had said last night, and saw these people talking and looking at him maliciously, from time to time he smiled contemptuously. It is almost certain that these three people are scolding him.

It's no wonder that the person just wanted to hit him deliberately, and dare to be with Peter Wang.

After being depressed for almost all night, Chen Canan couldn't help it anymore. He walked over with a cold face and asked, "Wang Peter, what do you want to say in front of me, don't be like an eight-woman." "

Peter Wang hugged his arms and sneered and said, "Do you understand what I said? Don't think that putting on a suit will make the poor boy become wider and less? You still want to hit Alice's idea. Does the toad eat swan meat?" As he said, he raised his head and showed an arrogant expression, "You were lucky in the past, but you may not have such good luck in the future. The poor and poor guys in the slum, hurry up and drink a few more glasses of champagne that you haven't drunk. Go to your same poor brother, leave early, so as not to be embarrassed."

Because of the bar incident, Peter Wang was severely reprimanded by his uncle. For the past two months, he was honest and simple, and finally waited for the public opinion to cease before he dared to come out again. Therefore, he has always held grudges against Chen Canan and waited for opportunities to retaliate.

Seeing him at the reception tonight, and being invited to dance by Miss Zhou, whom I admired, suddenly the new hatred and the acid water, it is bound to give Chen Jianan a little bit of color. Just on the dance floor, I deliberately made him embarrassed.

He had inquired about Chen Canan, who was a bad boy from a slum, and these words at the moment angered him. Helping the waiter in the bar to fight the ghosts, that's a Chinese hero. But at the charity cocktail party where celebrities gather, they beat people, but they are just gangsters who are making trouble.

As he said, he still put his fingers on the angry Chen Canan's face, saying every word: "What? Do you want to hit me? Have the ability to do it?"

It's just a look that doesn't irritate the other party and swears not to give up.

Chen Jianan twisted his eyebrows to face this arrogant face, and his heart was clearly dressed like a dog, so why didn't he talk about human beings and do human affairs?

If he scolded himself, he would scold him, and even scolded Qiao Wen. How did Xiao Qiao become poor? For decades, Qiao’s family was a rich family with a good eight hundred years ago. What's more, he now makes money by his own ability, rather than relying on his family. How many times the nobility when the dwarf is small and broad?

The **** licking his toes is not enough!

His heart was full of anger, and he couldn't wait to punch the **** face open on the spot. Just as his clenched fist was about to move, a gentle voice came: "Brother Nan!"

This light and fluttering sound, like a trickle, immediately calmed down most of Chen Canan's anger. He recovered from his almost out of control anger, and saw Qiao Wen who was walking by with his pockets in his pockets: "Little Joe!"

Qiao Wen hadn't witnessed when it happened, but seeing the scene of the rattling sword, he could also guess it seven or eight points.

"Where have you been?" Chen Jianan loosened his fist and asked.

Qiao Wen walked to his side: "I'm going to blow a hair on the balcony with Shao Zhou." He turned to look at Peter Wang and smiled, "Shao Wang, long time no see."

He was born harmless to humans and animals, and smiled kindly, but Peter Wang had just faced Chen Canaan’s arrogance, and suddenly faded in this gentle and harmless smile—not because he reached out his hand and didn’t hit the smiling man, but An instinctive fear arises spontaneously.

Although Wang Peter didn't do personnel affairs, he was not stupid. He knew very well that the person behind Chen Canan's affairs was the beautiful young man in front of him who could be called a teenager.

Uncle Jiu also reminded him not to provoke these two people, but what he said was not to provoke Qiao Wen.

The other party smiled mildly, but he couldn't figure it out. Naturally, he could only smile reluctantly: "Mr. Joe, it's been a long time since I saw you. I didn't expect to meet you in a place like this."

Qiao Wen smiled and said: "Then I am afraid that there will be more opportunities to meet us in this place in the future." After a pause, he added, "After all, Wang Shao was also growing up in torn shoes and trousers. Master, we poor boys also have a chance to become rich, don't we?"

These words accurately poke Wang Peter's sore spot, because the Wang family was also ruined in the past, but relying on the peaceful Inspector Hong, the family ascended to heaven. It's just that this has been a long time ago, and now these broad and young partners of the same age rarely know the details. He also hates others for exposing him the most. At this moment, being run by Qiao Wen with a gun and a stick, his face changed drastically, and his face sank and said, "Okay, then I will wait and see!"

"Peter, what are you doing?" He was about to turn and leave when a kind voice came in.

"Uncle Nine!" Several Kuo Shao said in unison.

Zhou Chao was walking over with a wine glass, smiled and patted Wang Peter on the shoulder, then patted Chen Canan, and said, "Still fighting over that thing before! Young people are very angry. From now on, they are all in the same circle, looking up. If you don’t see me, you don’t have to. It’s just as if you don’t get acquainted with each other. Come, for the sake of my face, everyone shook hands and made peace, and the matter was written off."

Peter Wang is obviously not too willing: "Uncle Nine—"

Zhou Chao was holding the hand on his shoulder a little harder, and smiled and pulled into an "um" tone.

Obviously the boss of Zhou Da is very important for Wang Peter. Although a hundred people are reluctant, he took the initiative to reach out to Chen Jianan and Qiao Wen: "Okay, if you look at the face of Uncle Jiu Zao, the previous thing will be wiped out."

Chen Canan chuckled, not intending to give face to these two people. However, Qiao Wen smiled and stretched out his hand: "Since Boss Zhou has said so, we can only follow kindness."

Zhou Chao was patting him and Chen Canan on the shoulders, and said with a smile: "You two are a few years younger than Peter, just follow them and call me Jiu Shu."

Qiao Wen smiled and glanced at him calmly. At a young age, he liked being an uncle, but he still showed a harmless smile on his face and called out "Uncle Nine".

After the reception, the two got into a taxi. Qiao Wen looked down at the horse racing ticket in his hand thoughtfully. It is a trend for the rich to play horses.

This was when he was leaving, Zhou Chao was giving him and Chen Jianan, saying that his horse had a race this week, and invited the two to watch the racetrack.

Although he didn't mention a word about the land, it was probably for this purpose. With this man's style of doing things with twists and turns, he is obviously an old fox with a deep city government.

He put the horse racing ticket in his pocket, thinking of something, and asked: "Brother Nan, are you planning to do something against Shao Wang just now at the reception?"

Chen Jianan turned his head and glanced at him, silently nose and nodded vacantly. Immediately he raised his voice and crackled: "This **** hit me when he was dancing, which made me ashamed, and almost fell with Miss Zhou. Later, he scolded me in English and was exposed by me, directly saying that I was poor, toad. Want to eat Miss Zhou's swan meat, even you scolded."

Although the tone was very high, but there was a little bluffing, it was as if he had been wronged and complained to Qiao Wen.

Qiao Wen smiled at his face filled with indignation and deliberately teased him: "So do you want to eat Miss Zhou's swan meat?"

"Of course I don't want to. I don't like women either." After saying that, I immediately realized the frustration, and quickly added, "I mean, I don't like her type of woman."

Qiao Wen chuckled softly and said, "What makes him angry when he scolds us for being poor? You see, at the cocktail party tonight, those rich people, who just took hundreds of thousands of pieces of art, bought a bowl of offal from us. Fish **** are just as simple. So compared to them, we are really poor. But don't bully the young and poor. We are so old that it will not take three to five years. No one will say that we are poor."

Chen Jianan nodded vigorously: "Well, Xiao Qiao, you have the ability to do this, you will definitely be. Don't say, the **** just saw you coming over, and his arrogance has disappeared a lot."

Qiao Wen said: "He scolded you just to irritate you and let you do something to him. It is a hero to fight injustice in a bar. It is a rascal who does it in a place like this."

Chen Jianan said with a sigh of relief: "I know, but I really can't help seeing his face. Fortunately, you came in time."

The indignant look on his face was obviously still brooding about the anger at the reception.

Qiao Wen himself is not the one who will repay him, but he does not want to see Chen Jianan be insulted by these **** in vain. Thinking of Chen Canan being mocked on the dance floor just now when he was away, and being scolded by Wang Peter and others in English for not knowing anything, I felt uncomfortable and wished to help him beat people up.

He thought for a while and asked: "Then do you still want to do it now?"

Chen Jianan: "Of course I want to, I can't wait to smash his face."

Qiao Wennunu mouthed, motioned him to look ahead: "Okay, then we will get off here."

In the vehicle not far ahead, Peter Wang and the Young Master Tang were sitting. The two got out of the vehicle on the side of the road at the moment, and they should go to the red light district around the corner to have fun.

It was dark now, and only sporadic vehicles crossed the road. There were almost no pedestrians on the sidewalk except for the homeless wanderers.

Qiao Wen walked up to the wanderer, took out five yuan and handed it to him, exchanged two sackcloth bags from him, and handed them to Chen Jianan: "Be careful, don’t reveal your identity, don’t make your hands too heavy. Come on, I am waiting for you on the opposite road."

Chen Jianan understood what he meant, and Xi Zizi took the bag: "Don't worry, I'll get it done quickly, at most five minutes."

Qiao Wen crossed the road, hidden in the dark, looking at the empty corner ahead. I saw Chen Canan rushing forward like a ghost, two sacks were put on the heads of the two broad young men, one hand was pressed on the ground, a violent kick, only heard the two lonely wolf howling, but no counterattack Power.

When he was beaten up, the guy took off their pants again, carried them in his hands and rushed back to the dark place.

When the two hapless men hurriedly tossed the sack at the beginning, apart from the streets in the middle of the night, the shadow of the assailant could be seen everywhere.

And the two people who had been looted in their lower body couldn't find people everywhere. They had to stop the car and leave when no one was watching. Naturally the pastime of Gentle Township was soaked tonight.

Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan, who were hiding in the dark, suffocated a smile, and only after seeing people leave, did they retreat back to the sidewalk.

With a breath of bad breath, Chen Canan was in a good mood right now, and he couldn't wait to whistle: "The **** just had a drink and would provoke me and let me beat him. Is this satisfying his wish?"

Qiao Wen nodded and smiled: "Forget it!"

Chen Jianan thought for a while, and then said: "Xiao Qiao, don't worry, I won't do it casually in the future. It is humane to do it, and it is the same way to do it, so that people will not get hold of the handle."

Qiao Wen nodded: "You can endure so long today. It's already very good." His words are not false. Liang Zinan has never been a guy who swallows his voice. When he realized that people scolded him in English but didn't do it right away, it was already very good. Rare, it shows that he is indeed growing.

After a while, he added quietly: "I will not leave your sight before you come to this kind of occasion before you are used to it."

Chen Jianan sighed, "I think the life of the upper class is also quite boring, no matter if you don't come."

Qiao Wen laughed and said: "Because we are not strong enough. When we are strong enough, everyone will hold you and surround you. It will be another experience. At that time, you have to tell yourself not to follow the trend and stick to your heart."

Chen Jianan looked at him blankly, and said, "You are so complicated, I don't understand. But..." He clenched his fists, "You are right, I have to study English well, if not for last night you advance Foreshadowing, I don’t know Peter Wang and they are scolding me in English tonight, treating me as an idiot."

Qiao Wen laughed at the words: "Then memorize ten words and five sentences before going to bed tonight."

Chen Jianan suddenly regretted the bold words and ambitions he had just made, and lowered his voice weakly and weakly: "Five words and three sentences are okay?"

"Okay, let's go!" Qiao Wen laughed and patted his shoulder.

Chen Jianan hugged him backhand, and walked towards a rickshaw on the side of the road, while saying: "Xiao Qiao, I find that I really can't do without you now. When I just danced, I realized that you were not where you were. I'm uncomfortable, and I can't wait to find you right away."

"You and Miss Zhou didn't feel any interest in dancing? She is a very popular beauty daughter. I think there are so many and young people who are interesting to her tonight."

"Of course not. I'm half a meter away from her. She gets a little dizzy when she gets closer to me."

"Isn't it stunned?"

"I'm stunned by you, and I won't be stunned by her. Xiao Qiao, you believe me, I am not interested in this Miss Zhou at all."

"Okay, I believe you, my neck was severed by you."

"Why do you still look like soft tofu, then I'll rub it for you."