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Chapter 93

Chapter 93

Zhao Dong greeted Xu San, changed out of his security uniform, and then went straight to the construction site of the third phase.

The time was set at nine o'clock, which was still early before the appointment, so they were not in a hurry. As a result, when they rushed over, Old Man Wang was drinking.

Zhao Dong handed over a cigarette and said, "Uncle Wang, save some space for us to drink later."

Old Man Wang slowly drank the last sip of wine, wiped his chin with unfinished content and said, "Let's go."

The three of them called a taxi, and Old Man Wang led the way. Half an hour later, they had appeared in a nearby urban village.

The all-white hair salons on the street were dazzling with pink lights. After Xu San got out of the car, he grinned so much that his eyes almost flew out.

Zhao Dong took a look and saw that the streets were full of illegally parked vehicles. A Land Rover caught among them was particularly eye-catching. Its license plate was Tianzhou's local Leopard number.

He turned around and looked again. Next to the car was a KTV entertainment center called "Brilliant".

The soundproofing of the building is not very good, and before I could get closer, deafening music accompanied by unpleasant singing hit my face.

Zhao Dong had a guess in his mind and glanced at Old Man Wang, "Uncle Wang, is this here?"

Old Man Wang shook his head and said, "Let's go. I'm only responsible for taking you there. There's nothing else I can do to help. Don't count on me."

There were many girls standing on both sides of the door of the KTV. They were not very beautiful, but their figures were absolutely nothing to say. They had long legs that were bulging forward and backwards. They were all wearing stewardess uniforms and high-top black stockings, which were enough to seduce any normal man.

look.

Even Zhao Dong was no exception, his eyes took a few more glances at a girl.

It's not that she's pretty, but that she looks pure and doesn't look like a romantic girl who hangs out in such places.

Xu San joked from the side, "Brother Dong, which one did you pick?"

Zhao Dong looked slightly embarrassed and cursed, "Get out!"

Until the group of people walked away, the girls were still talking among themselves, "Xiaoyu, there was a guy who kept looking at you just now. He looks quite manly, but it's a pity that he's not here to spend money."

"Oh, don't talk nonsense!" Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed.

After thinking for a while, she asked again, "By the way, how do you know he's not here for consumption?"

The girl said contemptuously: "What do you think? He sells goods all over the place, and his monthly salary must not exceed three thousand yuan. Why come to our place to spend money? Unless he wants to drink the northwest wind next month!"

Xiaoyu asked curiously, "Then why is he here?"

The girl said casually, "Apply for a job! Waiter, security guard, front desk, what else can you do? But I think he is more like a young master!"

Xiaoyu covered her mouth, "Isn't it?"

Seeing that Xiaoyu didn't believe it, she said firmly: "You don't know, the tastes of those rich women have changed now, and they no longer like butter boys. They like men who are angular and tell stories at first sight!"

While the girls were talking, Zhao Dong and others had already followed the foreman to the third floor.

The foreman was a woman in her early thirties. She looked behind her with interest through the reflection of the elevator door.

Let alone the old man, his eyes were vulgar, and those eyes never left his side from the beginning to the end. Moreover, he was lame on one leg and walked with a limp.

It was obviously the first time for the young man to come to such an occasion. His face was so nervous that he didn't even know where to look.

What intrigued her the most was the man in the middle, who had a light stubble and was not very old. Even when he was facing her, he was very calm. Especially his eyes, which always gave people a feeling of having experienced many vicissitudes of life.

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