He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!

When Tang Feng and the others returned to the lobby on the first floor, the foie gras and caviar they had ordered before were already on the table.

But Sally didn't move at all, just sitting there on pins and needles.

After seeing Tang Feng come back, she immediately stood up in fear, "Tang...Inspector Tang..."

"Why don't you eat it? Doesn't it suit your appetite?" Tang Feng pointed to the top-notch meal on the table.

"No, I..." Sally bit her lip, "Mr. Tang, their affairs really have nothing to do with me."

"I admit, I am a bit worshipper of money and like sugar daddies, but I have never done anything harmful to the world. You must be aware of everything..."

Tang Feng was still wondering what was wrong with her. When he heard that she was worried about this, he immediately laughed, "I didn't say I wanted to arrest you. Since you didn't commit any crime, what do you have to be afraid of?"

When Sally heard what he said, she burst into tears and smiled, "As long as you don't arrest me, then...then will you go to my house to watch a movie tonight?"

The smile on Tang Feng's face suddenly froze, and he hurriedly looked at Lu Keke next to him.

Sure enough, Lu Keke had a look of disdain on his face, and it was obvious that he had misunderstood something.

"Ahem, don't listen to her nonsense, I'm just joking with her..."

"This is your private matter. You don't need to explain it to me. I can see clearly what kind of person you are." Lu Keke did not hide his sarcasm.

Tang Feng felt that her misunderstanding of him was getting deeper and deeper. He was simply more unjust than Dou E.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Let's sit down and eat something together. These dishes are quite expensive." He took the initiative to invite Lu Keke to the table.

"No, I can't afford such expensive food." Lu Keke didn't appreciate it at all, pretending to be repulsive.

"He ordered an extra portion. He can't eat it alone. It would be a waste to throw it away. Just do it as a favor and solve it for him."

Tang Feng pointed at Qi Tiande's table. This guy ordered two portions just to get angry with him.

Qi Tiande also entertained him warmly, "Yes, yes, it's all Qin Lishen's money anyway. If it's not wasted, it won't be spent."

Lu Keke couldn't resist, so he had to sit down next to Tang Feng.

Qi Tiande asked the waiter to bring all the dishes from that table to this table.

Only then did the four of them move their chopsticks.

I have to say, you get what you pay for.

Although this meal is a bit ridiculously expensive, it is indeed a top-notch enjoyment.

The four of them seemed to be enjoying themselves on the surface, but in fact they all had their own thoughts.

Sally was lamenting her bad fate. Her efforts to fetch water from a bamboo basket were in vain, and the two big benefactors did not get any.

Qi Tiande, on the other hand, was uneasy. He was afraid that Tang Feng would betray him and that Qin Lishen would retaliate against him.

As for Tang Feng and Lu Keke, they were thinking about their next actions.

By the time we finished eating, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Qi Tiande and Sally both wisely left first.

Lu Keke was about to leave, but was stopped by Tang Feng, "The night is long and there are many dreams, we'd better take action tonight."

Lu Keke immediately paid attention, "You mean, Qi Tiande is likely to inform?"

"I don't know whether he will report or not, but you must be on guard against others."

"Okay, what are you going to do next?"

"I intend to……"

…

Zhang Fuchun is a small boss of Zhonghai. He runs a leather factory and is considered to be somewhat wealthy.

He doesn't have many hobbies. He doesn't like drinking or sex, but he likes gambling.

But he doesn't like going to those underground casinos. He thinks the water in such places is too deep and it's easy to get cheated.

He prefers private gambling bureaus.

Half a year ago, he met Fan Ziqiu by chance and was dragged into a private gambling game by him.

The people who come to this gambling game are all well-known people in Zhonghai, and they are all brought in by each other, so there are not so many tricks.

This kind of private gambling game is held every Saturday night.

Today is Saturday again. He drove his Mercedes E300 and came to Gypsophila Pool Hall as usual.

This pool hall belongs to a friend of Fan Ziqiu, and it is considered a secret base of theirs.

He parked his car outside the pool hall, ran to a corner and peed.

The night wind blew by, and he couldn't help but shiver. He pulled up his pants and prepared to walk into the pool hall.

At this moment, a dark figure suddenly jumped out from the side and put something on his waist. The thing was so cold that it made people shiver.

"Don't move. If you dare to scream, I'll kill you." The other party lowered his voice deliberately, sounding a little hoarse.

Zhang Fuchun's waist and eyes tightened, and his bladder, which had just been emptied, seemed to start urinating again.

"Hero, if you have something to say, please tell me. I have plenty of money. How much do you want?" He hurriedly raised his hands above his head and asked carefully.

Ambushing here in the middle of the night is probably to steal money.

He has nothing but money.

Problems that can be solved with money are small problems.

But to his surprise, the other party didn't come here for money at all, "Who told you I wanted money?"

Zhang Fuchun suddenly shuddered.

He himself is not good-looking, and the other party cannot be ruthless.

It doesn’t require money, and it doesn’t involve sex. Could it be life-threatening?

"Brother, who sent you here? What benefits did he give you? I can give you double, no...three times. As long as you can spare my life, I will give you everything you want?"

Zhang Fuchun has indeed offended many enemies over the years. He thought that the enemy was sent to kill him, and he began to despair.

But what the other person said next was once again beyond his expectation, "I don't want your life, I just want to ask you for a favor."

"Help...help? Help for what?" Zhang Fuchun was filled with doubts.

"Bring me into your private gambling den and say I'm your good friend." The other party made a very strange request.

Zhang Fuchun was just stunned for a moment, and then he agreed, "I thought it was nothing, just a trivial matter. Hero, put your gun away first, if you have something to say."

"Gun? Where do I have a gun?"

The other person took off the thing on his waist.

Zhang Fuchun looked back and saw that it was a popsicle. No wonder he felt cold.

A kind of anger at being deceived emerged in my heart.

Looking up, he saw a very handsome face with a sunny smile, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

"Hello, my name is Tang Feng."