But on the other hand, he was glad that he knew such a friend who was more powerful than himself.

"Hahaha, Manager Song, you really know how to choose a place..."

Mr. Jiang, who was sitting in the front seat, laughed loudly and twisted his fat body around to pat Song Yiming on the shoulder. The fat on his face swayed rhythmically.

"You too, you are so polite. It's not the first day we met. In fact, we can just find a place to have a cup of coffee... By the way, that's a place worth hundreds of dollars?"

Song Yiming squeezed out a smile and responded, "Mr. Jiang, you are joking, how can I just drink some coffee... I also went there once or twice with a few friends, and I thought it was pretty good. It seemed like a thousand-person show."

Your satisfaction is guaranteed..."

Li Moyang, who was sitting next to Song Yiming, couldn't help but vomit in his heart, this nightclub in Africa has hundreds of venues!?

This Mr. Jiang is completely different from the journalist in Li Moyang's mind. He looks like a local boss who just came out of the coal mountains. He is all fat, with big arms, round waist, fat head and big ears.

When he picked up Ta and got into a taxi downstairs just now, it took the old fat man more than a minute just to squeeze into the car door. Li Moyang looked like a ninja who dared not laugh out loud.

Mr. Jiang was still talking to Song Yiming about how great the scene was, and Song Yiming was just listening, going in from the left and out from the right. If Li Moyang hadn't nudged Song Yiming with his elbow, Song Yiming would have almost forgotten that there was something going on next to him.

There is someone.

"Speaking of Brother Song, why don't you just handle this kind of thing? I'm not familiar with this place, so why bring me here?" Song Yiming shrugged with a smile, "You can do whatever you want, I'll accept it."

Yadi has been there more than once or twice, Brother Yang, just come with me, can I still sell you and become a cowherd?"

"You two are working together to deceive me... At that moment, are you going to let me follow you for health care, or are you going to watch your demonstration and teaching??" Li Moyang lowered his voice and glanced at Song Yiming with a resentful look on his face, "Let's do this this time

You came to Africa to save people, do you really think you are here for a temporary vacation?"

Song Yiming patted Li Moyang's shoulder easily, and smiled, "You even made me sing the birds... Anxin West Road, there is no problem. If it doesn't work, you can just pick someone first when you get there~~"

"Stop! Let me tell you, don't look at me as a playboy, in fact I am very conservative..."

"Ah, look, no wonder you haven't accomplished much after all these years."

Song Yiming squinted his eyes and looked at Li Moyang meaningfully, while smiling evilly, "Then you will follow us into the private room later and say that your waist has been uncomfortable recently. That's no problem~~"

Li Moyang wanted to say something else, but Song Yiming didn't seem to pay attention to him. He slowly closed his eyes, leaned back in the seat comfortably, stretched his limbs, and said: "Okay, I'll take you there."

My precious beauty, please return to China. I will take care of anything. Brother Yang, don’t worry. I, Song Yiming, always do things based on loyalty. You have helped me with my dad’s affairs to the end. Naturally, I will never forget your great kindness to our family.

Germany..."

Li Moyang ignored Song Yiming's thoughts and leaned on the taxi seat with his eyes closed to rest.

"...I said, Manager Song, I heard recently that a Chinese young man came to that place recently. He seems to be only 27 or 28 years old." Li Moyang opened his eyes and saw Mr. Jiang's round face.

With a fat face and a drooling look, he swallowed his saliva and asked Song Yiming.

"Although I have been married for several years, my figure is still like that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. That's called Jiao Didi, tsk tsk tsk... Can I name someone?"

Song Yiming quickly regained his habitual smile, nodded and said: "Of course it's no problem, Mr. Jiang, with your order, I can even find the Seven Fairies for you~~ But let's not rush...

What do you think about playing karaoke, drinking some wine, and having fun upstairs in the evening?"

At that moment, Li Moyang saw a kind of light emanating from the old fat man's narrowed eyes, which seemed to be the purest desire for sex...

Or ** is more appropriate.

After getting off the car (it took Mr. Jiang another two minutes to get off), the three yellow-skinned people - Song Yiming and Mr. Jiang walked forward in an open manner, while Li Moyang followed behind like a frustrated little daughter-in-law, and entered the decorated building together.

The splendid hall.?" (Then, when will you come again?)

The nigger has a satisfied look on his face, he seems to have just come out from a health care session, and the foreman also has a rosy face, he must have made a lot of money again. e, hreedays?"

(Don't you think it's a little too little? How about once every three days?) The African chicken laughed loudly and walked out happily. He turned around and said ""(I will consider it)" before going out and turning the corner.

Gone.

Song Yiming nudged Li Moyang with his elbow and raised his eyebrows, "What do you think, I'll just say that all niggas like Asian women's work~~" After saying that, he walked in swaggeringly, and Li Moyang snickered secretly,

Followed.

As soon as he saw Song Yiming leading the guests in, the foreman immediately put on a smile and almost shouted "Welcome the Holy Master" and came up to him, "Hey, Mr. Song, I haven't seen you in how many days. I miss you so much."

La~~"

Li Moyang understood everything immediately when he saw the look in the foreman's eyes. While snickering in his heart, he poked Song Yiming with his right elbow, "Hey, hey, this is your friend, right~~ You told me to start here?

At the nightclub, doesn’t it look like she’s a mama when you look at her like this?”

Song Yiming's face turned red and white. After holding it in for a long time, he finally managed to utter a retort, "Did I know you didn't come to a place like this? How could you tell that he was a mother-in-law?"

"Hahaha, you can tell just by looking at the aura~~ If it were in ancient times, she would definitely have said, 'Uncle, please come inside~~Taohua, Cuilan, come out to receive guests~~~', who can't see it?
Chapter completed!