Chapter 898: Have a good show!

[The text of Chapter 1]
Section 899 Chapter 198 has a good show!
"Ice?" Such an unfamiliar word popped out of Zhou Fang's mouth, and Su Ke didn't even react to it for the first time. What kind of thing was this? Looking at a few people's faces were a little gloomy, and finally realized it , Repeated again: "ice poison!"
Zhou Fang nodded. Compared to these women, the young guys seemed to be more in touch with this kind of thing. He even met people in the circle who liked this kind of thing on some occasions.
So that when Li Linglong picked out this little plastic bag from the fruit plate, she almost awakened most of the time. No doubt, this was brought in with the fruit plate just sent by the waiter.
The price of such a small bag of methamphetamine should be around ten thousand yuan, and the inexplicable appearance here is in itself contrary to common sense. Several young people looked at each other, and all bad feelings surfaced.
At the same time, in the other box, there was no sound of music, and it seemed very quiet. There were four or five young men of the same age, three men and one woman. No, there was a boy standing on the side, which seemed a little cramped.
There were two acquaintances of Su Ke, Wu Ying who was cramped, and Wen Zhaoyuan, who played half-black and white-doing dirty work in Yanjing City.
A man, looking in his early twenties, is sitting on the sofa with a gentle temperament, but with a sense of alienation that is thousands of miles away, his hair is clean, his face is not handsome, but it is definitely not ugly. Instead, the clothes on his body set off a rich and pressing breath.
The white shirt, at a glance, is from the hands of a famous artist. The cut is reasonable and very close. There is not even a trademark-like logo on it, but you think it is wrong to spread the goods. Those who are familiar with it know that this is A custom made version of a handmade antique clothing store in Milan, Italy.
The man was very comfortable leaning on the sofa with a smile on his mouth, his fingers crossed, his fingers long and slender, his shirt's cuffs pulled up to reveal a half of his forearm.
The watch on the wrist looks like Patek Philippe. If it is popular nowadays, it can be said to be simple but not simple. It is also hand-made. At the same time, the watch has its own unique number, which is unique in the world.
Although such a man sat quietly on the side, in fact he was the center point of the whole box, everyone looked at his face subconsciously.
Song Taixi, it can be said that Yanjing, Huaxia and even the world can be called the heirs of first-class families, and Princess Yanjing Wu Nuanyue and business fox Kong Zhongmou are also the newest generation of successors of the family.
The accumulation of a family's bottom and the prosperity of the family must go through hundreds of years. The Song family, Wu family, and Confucian family are all like this, but they have a long history like the German Rothschild family , Very few in the world.
It happens that the Chinese civilization has a long history. The above three are all big families with well-known names and history, which can really be compared to Rothschild.
It's just that these families are very low-key and never included in various rankings. They are also not well known to the public. They are completely aliens in the upper circles.
But such a man is sitting in a civilian KTV box, which is really incomprehensible. Many people will subconsciously think that these people's pastimes seem to focus on skiing in the Alps and vacations on Hawaiian private yachts. Even safari on the African savannah.
But now that Song Taixi is sitting here, there is no such incompatibility, but his smile is very mild, and he seems to enjoy this environment. The sound of music outside the box is faint, but these people are very quiet without saying a word. .
Wu Ying sat in the corner and looked nervously at the eldest brothers in the box. His hands were wet, and he could even hear his own heavy breathing, his eyes were a little bit loose, things were grouped together, and people were grouped. These brothers are themselves. Never thought of being able to reach.
Song Taixi is the unattainable Mount Everest. This can be seen from the respectful attitude of others. He doesn't know where Song Taixi is sacred, but the other two men and one woman are still a little heard.
All of them are the ladies and daughters of the upper class. They only know one Wen Zhaoyuan. This little white-faced man is here to play tea and water, but his money is not in vain. In fact, Wen Zhaoyuan did indeed take the lead for himself. That bag of small pills is proof.
"Yuan Brother?" Wu Ying asked in a low voice, feeling uneasy. Every minute in this box seemed to be suffering.
"It's okay, the police are probably over!" Wen Zhaoyuan smiled and looked at another man.
"That is necessary, I have long seen that Wan Qihong is not pleasing to the eye. The family is so powerful as a soldier, and I have a super running club! I am very happy to play by myself!"
The talking man is not very old, and it is estimated that he is less than 20 years old, but when he talks, he is very old-fashioned, leaning very comfortably on the sofa, resting his legs on a coffee table, and turning to look at Song Taixi: "Cousin Do you remember Wan Qihong? "
"Eh! I've seen a few faces!" I didn't expect this young man to be Song Taixi's cousin. No wonder he couldn't care less about the image. Song Taixi nodded. There was no wine in front of him, only a bottle of Evian mineral water.
"You haven't been in the country for half a year. Now we are in Yanjing City, but there is a big news. Wan Qihong has found a man for her in the house, a fellow, I really do n’t know how to get it, shame!" But the words spoken did not match his name or even his identity.
Song Tae Hee knows that his cousin is like this, and it is not annoying. Today, he had to pull himself over, nothing more than to support him, but he did not have much interest with a group of children. It may be that Song Dashan saw his interest. Defects, give the whole thing right away.
"Xiao Lu, did your father send someone! Why haven't I heard anything?" Song Dashan turned to look at another boy, who looked like his peers, and was also unruly, holding a girl in his arms, it was very pure: "I was looking for Li from the Public Security Section. I didn't find my dad!"
Lu Ying's father is the director of the Yanjing Dongcheng Branch. He has some power in his hand, but the boy didn't dare to directly tell his father about this, but he didn't want Song Dashan to look flat, so he could only take a roundabout tactic and found one. Fairly uncle came forward.
"Hey! Something is moving!" Song Dashan suddenly raised his eyebrows and listened. He heard a rush of footsteps outside, and suddenly jumped off the sofa. , Sure enough, a team of four people, wearing police uniforms, hurriedly went upstairs.
"Cousin, I watched a good show for a while!" Song Dashan looked soaring and looked good: "Let's go up and see?"