I was rejected by the school belle, and I was proposed by the stunning president

Hong Quan promised to help Li Shaoyang get the land in a week.

Hearing this, Li Shaoyang's temper eased a lot, but his hatred for Hong Quan's bad mouth was deep-rooted.

When this piece of land is won, Hong Quan's highlight moment will be almost over.

Li Shaoyang lowered his head and gnawed on the shrimp in his hand.

One hand tightly pinched the armrest beside him.

endure.

As long as he is allowed to win Nanning Road, he will be able to challenge Li Guoliang and no longer have to live under the umbrella of the Li family.

As for Lu Chen and Lu Ming, he didn't pay attention at all.

Li Shaoyang lowered his head, with a killing intent on his face.

Hong Quan's attention was all on the waiters walking back and forth.

The more I looked at Zhang Qian, the more itchy my heart became.

After eating, he licked his lips, picked up the toothpick on the table and picked it up.

The Hong family had only one son, Hong Quan, who was spoiled and raised since childhood.

Not only is he bad-tempered, he is domineering, and he doesn't take anyone seriously. If it weren't for the forces of the Hong Gang, he would have been killed 800 times for his bad mouth and ability to look down on people.

Because if he was looking for him to do business, Li Shaoyang wouldn't be humbled by this kind of dick if he was in normal life.

To put it bluntly, he doesn't even know how to fuck such a bad guy.

There is no way that people who run fast will be reincarnated. There is a gangster father who grew up under the protection of gangsters.

Thinking about his thoughts, he was interrupted by the yellow-haired man opposite.

"This restaurant tastes good. I didn't expect Young Master Li to be so good at finding a place."

"Young Master Hong, is this ready?"

Hong Quan nodded.

"It's good to eat here, but here you have to help me feed."

Li Shaoyang naturally knew what Hong Quan meant.

He is physically and mentally lonely and wants to find a woman to help him digest it.

Who doesn't know that he is a well-known scumbag in the circle, and he has played with countless women since junior high school.

He probably doesn't even remember himself.

Hong Quan threw the toothpick on the table casually, picked up the cigarette on the table and lit it.

Then he started Swallowing Clouds and Mist.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Shaoyang.

opposite.

Li Shaoyang smiled, and under Hong Quan's gaze, he shook the cigarette case, took out a Huazi and put it in his mouth.

Hong Quan felt that if Li Shaoyang hadn't been lame, this smoking posture would have been so chic and unrestrained.

Then he took a sharp puff of his cigarette and grinned.

"I can't tell, Young Master Li smokes so chicly, it's a pity, he's a cripple."

Hong Quan is an old smoker, flicking the ash rhythmically while smoking.

"Cripple, yes, I am indeed a lame man, but it doesn't affect my business negotiation with Hong Shao at all, does it?"

Hong Quan smiled, "It doesn't matter, I've never despised the disabled."

Although his words were neither light nor heavy, every sentence hit Li Shaoyang's sore spot.

If it wasn't for his rationality, he would really fucking want to kill this brat right now.

This is Li Shaoyang's inner thoughts, but there is still a smile on his face.

"Does Master Hong drink tea?"

"drink."

Li Shaoyang waved to the waiter at the door.

At this moment, Zhang Qian, who was standing straight at the door, was all focused on the next room.

Since she saw Lu Chen just now, she was so excited that she had to do it.

She thought about the scene of meeting Lu Chen countless times.

But what qualifications do you have to face him now?

The spark that was ignited just now was extinguished in an instant.

Li Shaoyang called Zhang Qian several times without any response.

It was the colleague on the side who reminded Zhang Qian that she regained her senses, and hurriedly put away her emotions and went to the private room.

"Hello, sir, what do you need?"

Hong Quan lay lazily on the chair and looked at Zhang Qian lewdly.

His true colors are revealed between his brows and eyes.

"How old are you, from there?"

Zhang Qian once stayed in the Fengyue place, Hong Quan's eyes were all exposed what he wanted to do.

Ever since the Liu Luanxiong incident, Zhang Qian has changed her mind and stopped doing that business.

Although it is a bit tiring now, she earns money that she can feel at ease.

"22 years old, from Jiangcheng."

"Are you interested in being my woman?" Hong Quan made no secret of his thoughts.

Undoubtedly rejected by Zhang Qian, "I'm sorry, I'm just a part-time worker, and I'm not humble enough to use my body to make money. Thank you for your kindness."

Without explaining, Hong Quan was flatly rejected.

Seeing Zhang Qian's attitude, Hong Quan couldn't help thinking of Luo Qinshuang.

The more you think about it, the more complicated it becomes.

"Damn, how much can you earn as a waiter here? Ten thousand or twenty thousand?"

After speaking, he took out two RMB from his pocket and threw it on the table.

"Twenty thousand."

"A night with me."

"As long as you serve me well, I will give you 10."

Zhang Qian remained unmoved, and lowered her head to clean up the plates and chopsticks on the dining table.

This made Hong Quan angry.

His complexion changed suddenly.

Regardless of Zhang Qian's objection, he stuffed the cigarette into his mouth and pulled it on the woman's arm, then directly pulled the woman into his arms with force.

Hands up and down.

Hong Quan had a cigarette butt hanging from his mouth, half-closed his eyes, and the slowly rising white smoke rose slowly in front of him.

Zhang Qian wanted to struggle but was hugged even tighter.

Hong Quan put one arm around Zhang Qian's waist, and put the other hand on Zhang Qian's chest, kneading and cursing, "How much money can you earn by working part-time? If you follow me for a month, I will give you 10 yuan. If you are in a good mood, you can buy a house and a car in the imperial capital for a year, how many years of struggle can you save by doing this?"

Everything Hong Quan said was reasonable, but Zhang Qian didn't want to live such a shameful life.

Because she was afraid.

Struggling hard.

From Hong Quan's point of view, she was half-hearted, the more excited she was.

He squeezed her plump chest hard.

This blow was so powerful that Zhang Qian screamed in pain.

At this moment, how much she wished that Lu Chen could hear that a hero would save the beauty.

But he didn't want him to see himself in such a mess.

Confused, he looked at Li Shaoyang.

But Li Shaoyang is not a good guy either, sitting in a wheelchair, smoking a cigarette and looking at Hong Quan as if enjoying himself.

In Li Shaoyang's view, women are goods, and their only function is to be entertained by men.

It is also a pleasure to do so.

"Sir, this is a hotel, please respect yourself." Zhang Qian had no choice but to say this.

Who is Hong Quan, who is indifferent to Zhang Qian's warning.

The more the other party struggled, the more excited he was. If not for the glass doors in every private room, he would have wished to have this woman executed immediately.

Zhang Qian broke free while Hong Quan was holding the cigarette, and was grabbed by the wrist by a big hand before he could take a step.

Immediately afterwards, he was pulled back by a strange force and fell back into Hong Hongquan's arms.

This time, Hong Quan didn't give Zhang Qian any room to resist and directly pressed the woman on the sofa, holding Zhang Qian's hands tightly above his head with one hand.

A heavy body pressed heavily on her.

No matter how Zhang Qian struggled, Hong Quan had no intention of stopping.

At this moment, Lu Chen got up from the private room next door and greeted Longtou and Luo Zhonghong, "Grandpa, Grandpa Long, please sit down for a while, I'll go to the bathroom."

Lu Chen got up and pulled away the chair and nodded towards Ah Feng.

Through the corridor, the figure walked past the glass window.

Zhang Qian looked out the window very helplessly.

At this moment, how much she wished that Lu Chen could look back.