Kuaishou's Dog Legs Counterattack

As soon as Zhang Can walked into the dark night, he felt a sense of being respected. Whether it was a manager in a neat suit, a bartender in a black short skirt, or a security guard in a camouflage uniform, he must be respectful when seeing him. Call Chan.

It seemed that he was quite afraid of him. Zhang Can went straight to the third floor with a sullen face and said nothing, a luxurious office. There were no documents or anything on the desk, not even a pen. , just placed three large display screens.

It was Zhang Can's job to sit in front of the monitor until midnight.

To be honest, as a five-good young man, everything in front of me is quite fresh, especially the sexy beauty on the second floor who is holding on to the railing. She has long flowing hair and keeps shaking her head. My neck hurts, and I'm afraid that she will shake her eyeballs out.

"Ring ring ring...ring ring ring."

Zhang Can took out his mobile phone, and there were three large characters on it, Boss Lu.

"Boss." There was a trace of respect in Zhang Can's flat voice.

"Well, I will go to the dark night to meet the guests and prepare the room."

"Ok."

Zhang Can was too proficient in this working mode, picked up the walkie-talkie on the table, "Manager Li, prepare the room for guests."

The so-called guest rooms are ultra-soundproof rooms hidden in ordinary rooms. Not only do they not have cameras in them, but they also have escape routes. They are good places for business talks.

talk about business...

drink wine……

go to bed...

pregnant!

"Manager Li, replace the boss's wine with drinks and water in a while." The plot didn't clearly indicate the time, but helping Lu Li steal the sky and change the day can also increase his favorability. Back then, he had often helped the boss change the wine.

The original owner was careless, whenever Lu Li drank, he would let him drink with real swords and guns, he would not block or change the wine, and he didn't even make the most basic preparations before drinking.

Zhang Can sighed. Fortunately, he respected his loyalty and accepted his death, otherwise he would probably be moving bricks at the construction site now.

As soon as Lu Li appeared on the screen, Zhang Can could feel the danger. He straightened his back, walked steadily and gracefully in the smoky corridor, like a king patrolling his territory.

Zhang Can suddenly thought of that sentence.

He is a dazzling star, a devil struggling out of hell.

At this time, it doesn't seem so exaggerated.

Zhang Can stretched his waist, turned and walked into the bed in the cubicle. He still has important things to do tomorrow, and replenishing his energy is the key.

As for his work...to watch the scene?

It's funny, the boss still uses him to watch the situation when he is in charge.

……

I slept soundly this time, without even having a dream, and when Zhang Can woke up, the waiters on the screen had already started cleaning the battlefield.

There is a big mirror in the bathroom, so Zhang Can has time to take a good look at his new image. His bangs are covering his eyes, his skin is pale, his lips are also pale, and his whole body is gloomy. No wonder those people are afraid of him. So who can not be afraid.

Zhang Can put his arms around his bangs and looked at the person in the mirror, and immediately smiled. No wonder his hair was so long, his big cat eyes were clear and transparent, and there was a little baby fat on his beautiful doll's face. It can pinch water out with one hand.

What's the matter? This person doesn't look like a gangster. I have a soft and cute face. Come and bully me. How can I rule people.

Oh, I forgot to mention that the original owner had just come of age, and because the original owner was young, Lu Li put all those businesses on him in the past two years, when he was underage.

This man is really good.

I don't know how Manager Li, who is ten years older than him, called out Brother Can, it makes me sad to think about it.

When Zhang Can went downstairs, a waiter ran over to him, "Brother Can, Mr. Lu took Xiaozhen to the hotel yesterday."

The irreversibility of the plot, I don't know if Lu Li has taken contraceptive measures, "Give her a few days off."

"By the way, Mr. Lu's guest is still in the private room. He didn't go to the hotel with him yesterday, so he slept in the private room. How should we arrange it?"

Zhang Can was stunned, "Where's Manager Li?"

"Something happened to Manager Li's house, so he left at three o'clock."

"What's the name of the guest in the private room?" Zhang Can asked as he walked towards the private room.

"The surname is Xue, and we don't know what the name is. Hey, Mr. Lu seems to be back!"

Zhang Can turned his head to see Lu Li walking in hastily, and asked quickly when he saw him, "Have the people in the private room left yet?"

Zhang Can nodded, "No."

Lu Li heaved a sigh of relief, regained his elegant and calm appearance, and slowly tidied up his clothes. "Those old men came prepared last night. Fortunately, Manager Li changed the wine."

Zhang Can whispered behind him, "I asked him to change it."

Lu Li was a little surprised, and turned to look at him, "It's you?"

At this time, I can't say too much, I can only express my feelings with my eyes, but it's a pity that Zhang Can's window of soul is blocked tightly by heavy curtains.

He could only nod blankly.

It's a pity that the expression of emotion was not in place, and Lu Li didn't have much reaction.

Zhang Can's surface was plain, as if he just said it casually, but his heart was jumping, he might as well not say it!Damn!Sooner or later, I have to cut this broken hair!

The private room was dark and extravagant, with a strong smell of alcohol and a little smoke permeating the place, lingering for a long time, a slender and thin figure leaned against the darkest corner, motionless.

Lu Li didn't turn on the light, and walked over lightly. His series of actions definitely didn't tell Zhang Can that the person sitting on the sofa had an unusual identity.

As soon as Lu Li walked up to the man, the man opened his eyes, staring at Lu Li with eagle-like eyes.

Lu Li was startled by his aura, and he didn't understand why the promising Young Master Xue wanted to contact them, "Young Master Xue, why didn't you go back to the hotel last night? What's the matter?"

The man surnamed Xue looked over him and landed on Zhang Can behind him. The danger suddenly dissipated like a tide, and he became much more peaceful.

Zhang Can's heart skipped a beat, it's not good.

The man smiled at Lu Li, his voice was elegant and toned, "It's okay, you can do your work."

Since he didn't appreciate Lu Li, he wasn't a pushy person, "Well, you can do whatever you want."

……

No matter what Zhang Can thought, he felt something was wrong, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Forget it, pack up and go.

After experiencing so many worlds, Zhang Can deeply understands the importance of face, but he can't make it too obvious, if there are too many changes at once, Lu Li will definitely notice the clues.

Zhang Can found a barber shop in a small alley, and spent five yuan to have her hair cut short. It didn't look like much change, but the thick hair was cut a lot, and it looked refreshed. .

"I'll come back tomorrow, and you can cut it shorter for me every day."

The proprietress holding the scissors didn't understand, but she also earned a lot when he came every day, so she readily agreed, and added in case he didn't come, "I can give you a good look when I come every day."

After finishing his hair, Zhang Can went to buy some summer clothes again. It's not easy to wear a suit with anyone in this hot weather.

The white T-shirt and jeans, which are tacky and not tacky, just let Zhang Can wear a different temperament, and he can turn heads when he walks on the road.

When passing by the tattoo shop, Zhang Can hesitated for a while. When he was young, he thought it was cool to see other people with tattoos, and he was a little scared. When he was older, he felt that people with tattoos were not good people. Later, when he got a job, he was even less likely to touch these things. , busy every day, he is very satisfied when he has time to eat and sleep.

The tattoo thing...

Zhang Can stretched out his white arm and looked at it for a long time. This is not his body, so what a pity.

Because of his identity as a gangster, Zhang Can, who suffered from a second-year illness, now not only wants to get tattoos, but also wants to smoke and drink. In short, he wants to try all the things he has never done before.

Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, Zhang Can walked into the tattoo shop. There were a few scantily clad girls accompanying two tall, thin boys to get tattoos.

A boy was tattooing his arm, his left hand was placed on the table generously, his right hand was holding a cigarette, his face was indifferent, and it didn't seem to hurt at all.

But the tattoo artist drew pictures on his arm, and wiped it down with a wet tissue while drawing. Zhang Can swallowed and spit, a little startled, it was all blood.

Suddenly feel a little hungry...

Go home and cook some instant noodles.

As soon as he turned around, he heard the laughter of a few girls behind him, looking down on him openly.

"Don't dare to get tattoos and go in."

"It's so funny to think I'm such a fool."

Can Zhang Can make them look down on him?who is he!Brother Chan, the underworld!It's just that he doesn't want to talk to these kids.

Before the door opened, a tall figure walked in from outside, Zhang Can was stunned, nodded and bowed hurriedly, "Hello, Mr. Xue."

The man sneered, "Acquaintances are polite, Zhang Can."

To be honest, Zhang Can thought that Yuanshen knew him at first, but he really didn't think about Leng Xiaoran, because although Leng Xiaoran is not a very good person, he never speaks so weirdly, and treats him well. Listen softly.

"Mr. Xue, you..."

Zhang Can was interrupted by Leng Xiaoran before he finished speaking, "My surname is Leng."

Ten thousand muddy horses galloped past Zhang Can's heart, Sixi Second Uncle!

[How can this be! ]

"You still have tattoos?" Leng Xiaoran still made a weird voice, which made Zhang Can very uncomfortable.

"I don't... I just came in to watch the excitement." Zhang Can was helpless, and he was at ease when he came.

"Jindu has come in, let's get a tattoo."

Speaking of which, Leng Xiaoran dragged Zhang Can into the small private room in the tattoo shop, and pushed him down on the bed mercilessly, "Don't move."

Zhang Can had never seen Leng Xiaoran so violent before, and was frightened by him for a moment, "You...you...what are you going to do...I'm wrong, can't you?"

Leng Xiaoran skillfully picked up the tools used for tattooing, and smiled coldly, "Wrong? What's wrong?"

"Fuck, you can get tattoos too!"

Leng Xiaoran hooked the corner of her mouth, "I understand a little bit."

Forget it, those who come out to mess around always have to pay it back. Zhang Can stopped struggling, and he didn't dare to struggle.

But Leng Xiaoran took off his pants...