After I became a billionaire, I was proposed by the billionaire young master

It's the second time!It was the second time in Feng Fan's life that he was invited out of the venue because of fighting. Not only was he invited out, he was also invited to the police station.

If the last time could barely be regarded as a small episode in Feng Fan's life, but this time, it can definitely be regarded as a stain on Feng Fan's life, a social elite.

"Yes, at Bukesiyilu Police Station."

"It's not a commercial dispute, it's... gathering people to fight."

Feng Fan ignored the exclamation from his friend on the other side of the phone, with a cold expression on his face, "Stop talking nonsense, come here and deal with it."

After hanging up the phone call of lawyer and friend Zhou Xiwen, Feng Fan sighed softly,

He was so dignified that Feng Fan was invited to the police station for tea because of a fight?

Today is also a day when my life experience has become richer!

The detention room in the next door detention center,

"Hey, you're too bad at fighting!" Chen Jiale leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and sat there looking at Feng Quan who buried his head in his arms.

Feng Quan raised his head and gave him a hard look, and scolded angrily, "You have the nerve to talk about me? Just look at the bear you look like when someone beats you up."

Chen Jiale was impatient: "I told you to throw straight punches but you can't hit straight punches, otherwise our brothers would have knocked them down long ago."

Feng Quan couldn't help scolding, "Who are you and your brothers, what else can you do besides being able to rape you in the nest? Several 40-year-olds can't beat you, and you have tattoos on both arms for nothing. You are still a gangster with this level of fighting. It’s really embarrassing to those two dragon heads on your chest!”

Chen Jiale lowered his head and tugged at his clothes to look at his chest, "Where did I get the dragon head on my chest? There are only two nipples!"

Feng Quan: "..."

Embarrassment flashed across Feng Quan's cheeks, he gritted his teeth, "Rogue!"

After discussing the mediation plan with Zhou Xiwen and Zhongyuan Group's lawyer and boss, Feng Fan followed the police to the place where Feng Quan and Chen Jiale were locked up.

Then he heard the brothers fighting each other from inside, Feng Fan couldn't bear it anymore and his face darkened, "Pay attention! This is the police station, it's for you to reflect on your mistakes, not for you to review the fighting process, do you want to continue squatting? "

The two hurriedly looked up, watching the policeman then shut up and stop.

Feng Fan looked at the messy-haired brothers who were still bickering, and sighed softly.

I definitely, definitely worried too much before, really worried too much.

These are the brothers!

Doing things without going through the brain, the heartless stupid appearance is just a dime, and the DNA test is not needed.

Lawyer Zhou finished the formalities at the police station, and the three thanked the police uncle and promised never to commit another crime before leaving the police station.

"Brother~" Feng Quan stood listlessly at the gate of the police station with his head drooping, waiting for training.

Before Feng Fan could speak, a loud voice came from not far behind, "Boy, your favorite brother is here!"

Feng Quan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, and turned to look at the foolish social brother, "Fuck you, uncle! I only have one brother, Feng Fan."

Brother Society yelled back, "Don't be prudish, you learned this from him, right? Our Lao Feng family all have one thing to say, and you already think of me as your own brother in your heart, why are you ashamed to admit it? "

Feng Quan's face couldn't be wiped off, "Shao, why don't you put gold on your face, and you don't piss to take care of yourself, what face do you have to be my brother?"

Brother Society didn't take Feng Quan's roar to heart at all, a shameless rascal, "You can't help it if you don't want to admit it, I will be your brother in this life, the kind of Didi kiss!"

Feng Quan's chest was wheezing, how could he have such a rubbish brother?

Feng Fan and Zhou Xiwen next to him looked at each other, and exchanged a foolish look. Then, Feng Fan turned around, opened the door and got into Zhou Xiwen's co-pilot next to him. Zhou Xiwen closed the door and started the car.

Feng Quan became anxious, "Brother, I'll go with you."

Feng Fan waved his hands without expression, "Your brother is behind you."

Chen Jiale grabbed Feng Quan by the collar like a little chicken, "Hey, your brother is here, let's go, go back to our house."

Zhou Xiwen smiled, kicked the accelerator, and the Mercedes drove into the night, Feng Fan could see the shadow of Feng Quan fighting with his social brother in the rearview mirror.

Zhou Xiwen looked at the helpless Feng Fan and smiled, "Call Xi Weiyang, let's go drink."

Feng Fan was so irritable that he wanted to say no, but the phone in his pocket rang again, so he took it out to have a look,

"Who is it?" Zhou Xiwen asked without understanding.

Who else, [good husband] chant.

Feng Fan's face darkened when he was angry, "What a stinking idiot!"

He must be Mercury retrograde today, otherwise it would be impossible to carry it like this.

Zhou Xiwen couldn't help laughing when he heard Feng Fan's words, "It seems that this Chen Jiale has had a great influence on your family, and your words are becoming more and more down-to-earth."

With a dark face, Feng Fan found the address book, found the entry of "good husband", bitterly found a photo on the Internet, changed the background picture, and entered three words on the name with a black face.

Looking at the yellow screen all over the screen, I felt a little more comfortable.

……

"Come on, let's celebrate Mr. Feng's first trip to the police station." Zhou Xiwen raised the whiskey in his hand,

Xi Weiyang put down the mobile phone he had been holding since he entered the bar, clinked glasses with the two, "Congratulations, Mr. Feng."

Feng Fan ignored their teasing and drank a glass of spicy whiskey by himself.

"It's really yours to fight at the Innovation Summit! If I hadn't personally gone to scoop you up, I would have thought this was your new form of business warfare when I saw the news." Zhou Xiwen said with a smile while pouring wine.

Xi Weiyang put down his cup, picked up his mobile phone and leaned back on the chair back, while typing, he said, "Look at this despondent face, did you lose?"

There was a new piece of music on the bar stage, and the soundtrack was a piece of violin music. Feng Fan squinted at the musician, frowned and pulled his tie, and glared at Xi Weiyang next to him.

Zhou Xiwen took a sip of his wine, "This is a complete enmity with the Central Plains. From now on, that old fox will probably keep an eye on your Feng family. I heard that the momentum in the Central Plains is very strong this year."

Feng Fan lit a cigarette, took a puff, and snorted softly, "It's just a flashback before dying."

Zhou Xiwen laughed and said, "You are suitable for this kind of dark wind, and it is really not suitable for you to fight."

He smoked another cigarette and was about to pass it to Xi Weiyang who was next to him, when he saw him buried in the phone screen with a spring breeze on his face, Zhou Xiwen couldn't help but kicked him and threw the cigarette to him, "Can you do that? , have come to the bar and chatted on the phone!"

Xi Weiyang took the cigarette and changed his posture, with a shameless smile on the corner of his mouth. "What's chatting? I'm a serious online dating guy."

Zhou Xiwen and Feng Fan looked at each other, and laughed at Xi Weiyang, "Wake up, it's been 9023, are you still dating online?"

Xi Weiyang worked with his fingers for a while, then put down his phone, lit a cigarette, and his face was full of joy, "This time it's different, its personality is soft and sweet, it suits my appetite, one bite at a time, it will make your bones crumble, you must be a A hot little pepper."

"Guaranteed? You haven't seen it yet?" Feng Fan was keenly aware of the problem,

"This isn't your style, Mr. Xi. In your worldview, isn't the purest love first and then love? Why are you willing to put the guns behind? You've become dirty too." Zhou Xiwen said casually.

Xi Weiyang has never been stingy in showing his rich and extraordinary love affairs in front of his friends, and he seems to show off by opening the WeChat dialog box between himself and the little fairy and slapping Feng Fan and Zhou Xiwen in front of them, "Based on my years of experience, this is definitely the best, it is a Showgirl, the figure is not bad, at my age and experience, in addition to a good-looking body, I also need to pursue an interesting soul."

Feng Fan and Zhou Xiwen stared at Xi Weiyang's phone screen for a few seconds, and the screen was a chatting conversation between the two. The interesting soul made people's hearts tremble uncontrollably:

Three seconds later, Zhou Xiwen and Feng Fan, who were scorched by Lei, turned their heads and exchanged looks in disbelief.

Zhou Xiwen blinked violently, rubbed his eyes with his hands, "Oh my god, it really has millet hot, hot eyes!"

Feng Fan also couldn't help laughing beside him.

Xi Weiyang didn't feel ashamed at all, and put away the phone very complacently, "You know what a fart, this is full of the taste of first love."

Feng Fan: "I only see a sense of humor."

"It still smells like the first night." Zhou Xiwen added.

Feng Fan continued, "According to common sense, people who are generally called little fairies are big men who are 1.8 meters five."

Zhou Xiwen nodded: "According to common sense, little fairies didn't grow up eating decent sweet cakes, they all taste very strong."

Feng Fan and Zhou Xiwen talked to each other, but Xi Weiyang, who was in love, obviously didn't care, "You two dogs are purely jealous! This is a nickname between couples, Zhou Dazhuang, a single dog like you must not understand , Feng Fan, what do you call your little wolf dog?"

Zhou Xiwen turned his head and looked at Feng Fan with interest, "I'll bet 100 million, this guy calls him by his first name in bed, he must be super boring."

Xi Weiyang glanced at Feng Fan's face, "There's no need to fight, you won."

Feng Fan recalled the call that he didn't want to be beaten just now, the phone in his pocket rang untimely, Feng Fan took out his pocket, glanced at it, and turned to his two friends,

"You two put money into my account."

Xi Weiyang and Zhou Xiwen took a closer look, and there was a yellow rubber duck on the screen with the following three words,

[Little Duck] Calling...

The two looked at each other, and burst out laughing,

"Appropriate, appropriate."

"Feng Fan, you are really a name-naming genius."

Feng Fan calmly pressed the answer button while his friend was stumbling around with a smile on his face, and said in a very low voice, "Hello."

The duckling's happy voice came from the opposite side, "Brother, when are you going home? I prepared champagne for you to celebrate~"

Feng Fan's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was gloomy, "Did you clean it?"

The little duck asked strangely, "What to wash?"

Feng Fan continued to be gloomy, "Neck."

Duckling, "...Brother, what are you doing~"

Feng Fan said lightly, "Since you haven't washed it, then wash it now. After washing your neck, prepare to die tonight!"

Duckling: "..."

Feng Fan hung up the phone aggressively and threw the phone on the table, Xi Weiyang and Zhou Xiwen were dumbfounded.

Xi Weiyang blinked, then paused, "Fuck! Feng Fan, you... are you just playing sm?"

Zhou Xiwen tsk-tsk, "Xi Weiyang, why are you still playing old-fashioned online dating? Look, what is a real boss, and what is a good husband!"

Xi Weiyang licked the gums in his mouth, looked down at the little fairy on his phone, he has been evasive for a week and never sent him pictures of little skirts, he didn't even have a single voice, he just chatted every day, is his strategy true? It's time to adjust?

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