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I changed my place today.

I won’t go to Zhangji Tea Restaurant, but I will eat fried crabs in the Shedding Tengtang.

Arrived at the place.

Lao Ba and the others have not arrived yet.

Chen Meng and Mao Ba asked for a pot of tea, drank it first, picked up the newspaper and read it.

When I flipped into the entertainment page, I saw the news about the International Clothing Design Competition above.

He then realized and asked, "What day is today?"

"Mr. Chen, are you okay? Isn't there a date in the newspaper?" Mao Ba said.

"Hey, I'm soaking in my brain."

Chen Meng patted his forehead.

He quickly looked through the date. Fortunately, there were still a few days before the design competition.

He came to Xiangjiang for two purposes. One was to find out Xie Yingying's whereabouts, and the other was to meet Liu Ye and have a talk.

Unexpectedly, on the day he came, the organizer arranged for all participating designers and models to go to Southeast Asia for tour promotion.

This is understandable.

In the 90s.

The entire entertainment industry in Xiangjiang is definitely a dominant existence.

Popular throughout Asia.

At that time, there was no small stick.

It was not until two thousand years later that the Xiangjiang entertainment industry began to decline and Xiaobangzi began to rise.

I was sleepy on the island for seven or eight days. Fortunately, the designer competition has not been held yet, otherwise he would have missed it and could not surprise Liuye.

Just thinking about it.

The eighth and the others are here, "Mr. Chen."

Chen Meng raised his head and glanced at Ah Jiao who was holding Lao Ba's arm. It seemed that the two had already had a negative distance communication, so he pointed, "Everyone sat down."

The eighth old man sat down carelessly, but Gillian said, "Thank you, Boss Chen."

"You're welcome, you're all your own people."

Chen Meng smiled.

Around me.

Mao Ba looked bad and glanced at Lao Ba with a bruised nose and swollen face, knowing that this kid was floating.

Perhaps it was because he asked Jiao out of the shrimp skin, which made him feel overwhelmed with confidence.

Now even Mr. Chen doesn't take it seriously.

"I heard from Mao Ba that you had fought with shrimp skin for a battle, and it seemed that they were seriously injured."

Chen Meng glanced at several people, all of whom were injured, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"He was even more miserable. He was held by his brother with a knife on his neck and forced him to kneel down. Otherwise, how could he let Miss Gillian come out?"

"Mr. Chen, let me tell you that Hongxing Club in Xiangjiang is bragging. I thought they were all very good at fighting. It turned out that they were also soft-footed shrimps. A few of our subordinates who had the shrimp skin beat them so hard that they fell into tears and knelt down and begged for mercy."

"That's right, I think we can do it too, form a club, recruit soldiers and build our territory in Xiangjiang."

The brothers of Lao Ba couldn't hide their excitement.

Sadness flew everywhere.

Mao Ba's face became increasingly ugly and he was about to get angry.

But Chen Meng secretly stopped it with his hands. "The Red Star Club has been developing for decades and has a deep foundation. A shrimp skin doesn't mean anything. I advise you to hide. There is a small fishing village in Wanchai where every household is smuggling. If you are interested, you can go and have a look."

Find a way for them.

Whether to do it or not, see them.

Everyone has their own ambitions.

Don't force it.

"Mr. Chen, are you scared by the name of Hongxing? That shrimp skin is known as the number one thug under Liangkun, and it is still the result of being beaten by us." Lao Ba said proudly.

Chen Meng smiled and asked, "Miss Jiao, why did Shrimp Pie hit you?"

"I'll help you find out about Xie Yingying's whereabouts. When Shrimp knew about it, she beat me up and snatched all the money you gave me." Gillian said.
Chapter completed!