Lan Xin is a little envious of these young people who are spending their youth wantonly.

However, her eyes suddenly froze.

Two men got out of the black McLaren, one wearing a black leather jacket and the other wearing a blue sweatshirt.

The man in the sweatshirt turned slightly sideways, revealing half of his face.

Under the flickering lights, the figure's outline was a little blurry, but it made Lan Xin's heart tremble.

As if driven by physical instinct, Lan Xin rushed out of the car.

Another luxury car passed by and almost hit her. A man stuck his head out and said, "Don't look at the road! You are looking for death!"

Lan Xin turned a deaf ear and the person who was in sight just now had disappeared.

Lan Xin's eyes were red and she looked around, clenching her fists tightly, "Lan Hao!"

This sound seemed to exert all her strength.

When Qiao An arrived, he saw Lan Xin's whole body shaking uncontrollably.

"Xinxin, what's wrong?" Qiao An hugged her.

Lan Xin raised her eyes and glanced at the night club, "Xiao Hao, I think I saw Xiao Hao."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Xin hurriedly walked into the club.

There were drums beating inside, the sound was loud, men and women were dancing wildly close to each other, and the flashing lights of five, three, and six colors made the atmosphere even more heated and ambiguous.

Lan Xin pushed aside the crowds and walked straight inside.

Across the dance floor were individual private rooms. Lan Xin pushed open one after another like crazy.

Box 1: "Who the hell are you!"

Qiao An: Sorry, I went to the wrong place.

Box 2: "You must be sick! Just barge in?!"

Qiao An: Sorry, I went to the wrong place.

...

Lan Xin was unwilling to search from room to room, so Qiao An followed behind and said hello one by one.

vip private room.

Kang Jun sat in the first place, holding Lin Dai in his arms.

Sitting next to him was a tall, middle-aged man, Lin Dai's brother, Lin Biao.

There were still a row of people sitting around, and Lan Tian was sitting quietly in the corner as usual.

Lin Biao was the boss of Yese, and he believed in both black and white, but he seemed to be extra polite in front of Kang Jun.

"Master Jun, look at you, you can make good use of the people under my command, including Lan Tian. Except for his brains, everything else is not good. Do you think you should replace him with someone else?"

Lin Biao was also puzzled, why did this young master suddenly have an idea for the people around him, and it was still the blue sky like a wooden pile.

"What I need is an assistant. I don't have to go out and fight every day. Why don't I just use his brain to help him?"

Kang Jun crushed the cigarette from his fingertips, leaned forward, and lowered his voice, "Brother Lin, do you think I don't have enough weight in my words? Or should I call the old man?"

Kang Jun usually doesn't meddle in other people's business, but he didn't accept the transfer to this guy last time. He always felt that he owed him a personal favor. He came to the night scene two days ago and saw him being blocked by Wang Daobao's gang under Lin Biao.

As he was beating, the fire spread to the top of the stove.

"Young Master Jun, what you said is serious. Aren't I worried that this silly boy might miss your message just because of your words? There's no need to disturb the old man. If you need anything, just tell me!"

Lin Biao filled the wine glass at Kang Jun's door and handed it over.

Kang Jun took it and took a sip quietly, "Thank you, Brother Lin."

After saying that, he stood up and said in a calm tone, "I'm going to the bathroom."

As soon as he opened the door, Kang Jun saw two slender and tall women hurrying in this direction. One of them was Qiao An.


Chapter completed!