Ye Mo smiled slightly.

"Okay!" Hong Bao immediately led the way.

Walking down the steps to the end is an iron door, and when it opens is the owner's office of the bar.

Originally, Guo Mao often handled various tasks here. Although he was a big boss in the gray area, he had many industries under his command, and he still had many big and small things to make decisions every day.

In the office, seven or eight disciples from Zunyelou stood around.

When they saw Ye Mo, they immediately spoke respectfully:

"Brother Ye!"

Ye Mo nodded and walked out of the office with Hong Bao and came to the bar.

The music was colorful and the music was exciting. Some exposed men and women hugged each other, and three of them twisted their bodies along the dance floor with the music.

"This bar has a good business, with a profit of nearly 10 million yuan a year." Hong Bao spoke while leading the way.

After a while, I arrived at the bar.

A man in a black suit, holding a glass of whiskey in his right hand, pouring it into his mouth.

He smelled alcohol all over his body, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were depressed and angry.

His left arm was wrapped in a white bandage, with only half of his arm.

It's Ah Hu.

"One more drink!"

After drinking the whiskey in his hand, Ah Hu was so scented with alcohol that the quilt slammed heavily on the bar table.

"Brother Hu, you have already drunk fifteen cups and can't drink them anymore."

The bartender spoke in a dilemma.

Ah Hu is from Zun Yelou, and this bartender knows it.

Although I don’t know what the three words Zun Yelou represent, Zheng Cai once solemnly instructed that anyone who meets Zun Yelou must treat them respectfully and respond to any request.

Therefore, the bartender was very afraid of Ah Hu.

"Fifteen cups? No, it's too little. I'll drink ten more cups. I'm going to die here today!"

Ah Hu waved his right arm and suddenly lay on the table and cried even more:

"Drinking here...I want to drink and die here...I am a useless person, what's the use...

"I want to be kicked out of Zun Yelou and can't serve Brother Ye. Instead of living like this, it's better to die!"

Hong Bao, who was walking over, sighed when he heard these words, stepped forward and patted Ah Hu on the shoulder, and said softly:

"Ahu, Brother Ye is here."

"Brother Ye!"

Hearing these two words, Ah Hu was shocked, and his waist looked straight at Ye Mo with respect:

"Have you met Brother Ye!"

He looked at Ye Mo with fanatical worship.

In addition to being carefully selected and selected, the people who have also had another characteristic, that is, their absolute loyalty to Ye Mo.

Before he became a disciple of Zunyelou, Hong Bao would provide them with special training.

Ye Mo is their god!

All they can do is Ye Mo give them!

Even if it was Hong Bao, it was because of Ye Mo that he was in his current position!

Absolutely loyal to Ye Mo!

Therefore, in the minds of the disciples of Zun Yelou, Ye Mo is the sun hanging high in the air, shining brightly.

"Why have you drunk so much wine?"

Ye Mo took a step forward and glanced at Ah Hu.

"I'm in a bad mood." Ah Hu scratched his head, and a guilty reprimand appeared on his face.

"Arm matter?" Ye Mo smiled slightly.

Ahu was stunned and then said, "Brother Ye, since you have come here, I will tell the truth. Not to mention the arms, even if my limbs are broken, I, Ahu, will not frown!"


Chapter completed!