"Okay, let's go eat dumplings first, and then I'll accompany you to buy bags after eating." Zhao Qinglong hugged her and headed out.
"Then, that woman?" Shen Yilan turned around and glanced at An Jinran in the bar without giving up.
"Wait a minute..."
Zhao Qinglong understood what he meant and couldn't help but call a few younger brothers. After a few brief explanations, he put his arms around Shen Yilan and got into a black car and drove away in the night.
However, they didn't notice that as soon as they left, a figure walked out from the stairway leading to the second-floor lounge where they were standing.
He looked at the direction the two people were leaving, then looked at the figures in the crowd, and frowned slightly.
"What's wrong?" Looking at the man who had gone and returned and reappeared in the elegant seat on the second floor, Yi Shaofan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows playfully. "Is it because you feel bad when you see someone bullying your wife?"
Yan Yu did not answer, but frowned and asked with a serious expression: "Do you know who those two people are?"
Yi Shaofan shook the red wine glass in his hand, glanced at the busy figures downstairs, and then slowly told the information he knew: "The man is a deputy head of the Qinglong Branch of the Blood Evil Hall. As for the woman, No impression at all." Except for Yi Baobao at home, he has always had a fleeting memory of other women.
Yan Yu sat down opposite him with a sullen expression, and said politely: "Go check it out for me. I want all the information on those two people."
Yi Shaofan smiled, as if he was happy to help the other party and said: "Yes, but you know, my charges are never cheap. Even the last time, the total was three million, please pay it to my account together."
If one message costs one million, if it were An Jinran, he would definitely scold the other party for being a profiteer.
No, this is more than just the word "profiteer". He is simply a top-notch profiteer who eats people without spitting out their bones!
But the key thing is that there are actually quite a few people who come to him to buy information.
I don’t know if it’s because there are too many rich people these days and they don’t regard money as money.
Li Yu glanced at the other party indifferently, as if he was not surprised at all that the other party would make such a request, and lightly dropped a few words: "I owe it first."
Yi Shaofan wanted to say something, but when he came into contact with the other party's eyes that hinted at warning, he shrugged instead and said, "Okay! But it has to be calculated based on bank interest." The information in his hand was claimed to be rich. If you can't buy it, one million a piece is considered a friendly price.
This time, Yan Yu didn't say anything, but picked up the red wine on the table, poured himself a glass, poured it full, drank it down, and then stood up again.
"Hello? Where are you going this time?" Yi Shaofan asked curiously from behind him.
The answer to him was only a burst of unhurried, but powerful, and rhythmic footsteps echoing on the wooden stairs.
The night was getting dark, and the dim yellow lights illuminated the road and the feasting lights on both sides of the road, but could not illuminate the dark and narrow alleys nearby.
At this moment, a group of people were waiting at the entrance of the alley, waiting for an opportunity.
Suddenly, a clear sound of footsteps came from far away, but it came from the direction behind them, and stopped when they approached the entrance of the alley.
The visitor didn't seem to intend to pass through the alley, but he didn't intend to leave either. He stood quietly in the depths of the alley. In the darkness, a pair of deep and cold eyes only stared at the group of people shaking at the entrance of the alley. silhouette.