It was early evening in Ninghai.
In the Paris bar at night, the lights were bright, and well-dressed men and women were shaking their heads to the beat of the music, enjoying the rare peace of the night.
Zhang Haifeng, Liu Wenjing, Wu Xian, and Song Xiaoyu, plus Liu Jie, after a busy day's work, met here after work.
The Spring Festival was coming, and the school had long been closed. In previous years, at this time, they had to book tickets in advance to go home for the Spring Festival.
But this year, because the Rice Bean Oral Solution would be on the market after the Spring Festival, Shengtang Pharmaceutical Company was very busy. As the company's top management, these young people naturally could not stay out of this critical time.
Therefore, they all unanimously made a decision that they would stay in Ninghai for the Spring Festival this year and not go home.
In the past six months, their fates had changed dramatically. From unknown students at the bottom of society who had to work hard to make a living, they had become gold-collar workers in the Magnificent Tang Corporation. Wherever they went, they were envied by others, and they had definitely reached the peak of their lives.
So now they were very satisfied and grateful, knowing that all these were given to them by Ding Ning.
In addition, they were all young people and had common topics, and Liu Jie was Ding Ning's roommate. Therefore, the five young people soon became good friends who could talk about anything.
"Are you bullying me, a single dog?"
Looking at the two couples who were in love with each other, Liu Jie joked with some envy.
"Humph, Brother Jie, I don't mean to criticize you, but with your current status, as long as you want, many girls will take the initiative to throw themselves at you. It's you who have a high standard and don't like them."
Zhang Haifeng held Liu Wenjing's waist and rolled his eyes.
"Throw herself at me? Did some young lady throw herself into your arms again? "
Liu Wenjing's beautiful eyes straightened, and she twisted Zhang Haifeng's ear with a faint smile.
"Hey, hey … be gentle … It hurts. I swear, absolutely not … not … You are the only one in my heart, and you know it."
Zhang Haifeng screamed in pain and swore with a flattering face.
Wu Xian and Song Xiaoyu looked at each other and smiled, while Liu Jie gloated.
Anyway, the couple was a pair of clowns. Zhang Haifeng was completely dominated by Liu Wenjing. Both of them were weirdos. They showed off their affection everywhere regardless of the occasion and enjoyed it. Everyone was used to it.
"Hmph, that's more like it. People say that men become bad when they get rich. I see that you've been showing signs of it recently. You better be careful. If you dare to mess around, I'll definitely kill you."
Only then did Liu Wenjing loosen her hand that was twisting his ear with satisfaction. She fiercely put up a peace sign and stared at the key parts of Zhang Haifeng's body from top to bottom with evil intentions, warning him proudly.
"I have a fierce wife at home. Even if I have the heart, I don't have the guts."
Zhang Haifeng fully demonstrated the true meaning of 'you won't die if you don't court death', muttering in a low voice with a face full of fear.
"What did you say? Who's the fierce wife? Tell me clearly. "
Liu Wenjing immediately frowned, and a dangerous flame flashed in her eyes.
"Did I say that? I didn't say anything, did I? "
Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Haifeng innocently blinked his eyes and looked at Song Xiaoyu for help.
Song Xiaoyu smiled shyly, but calmly added, "Wenjing, you don't understand what Haifeng means. If he doesn't have a fierce wife at home, he will not only have the heart, but also the guts."
"Ah!"
Liu Wenjing was furious when she heard that. Her white hands grabbed Zhang Haifeng's ears three times to the left and three times to the right. He screamed in pain and scolded Song Xiaoyu for being a black-bellied woman and for being careless in making friends with the wrong people.
Now Wu Xian couldn't stand it anymore. He pretended that he just remembered it, scratched his head, and smiled honestly. He said that today in the pantry, he seemed to see a beautiful employee of the company sprained her ankle, and someone kindly helped her back to her seat. The woman seemed to be hanging on someone's body.
Now Liu Wenjing was really angry, and she didn't show any mercy. She twisted Zhang Haifeng's ears like a rabbit's and stepped on his feet with her high-heeled shoes. He was in so much pain that he held his feet and screamed miserably.
Zhang Haifeng's face turned green. He did help the female employee who sprained her ankle out of kindness, but she didn't hang on him as Wu Xian said. They kept a safe distance. Moreover, the female employee had just gotten married, and they loved each other very much.
Wu Xian deliberately slandered him to retaliate against him for saying that Song Xiaoyu was black-bellied. This guy was a typical wife-protecting maniac.
Seeing that Zhang Haifeng was unlucky, Song Xiaoyu smiled very sweetly, and Wu Xian also smiled very brightly. Playing tricks on Zhang Haifeng was their biggest entertainment, and it was a necessary program in every party. Liu Jie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he secretly envied the relationship between them.
Liu Wenjing kept a straight face, and it seemed that she was still angry. Zhang Haifeng swore and swore, and promised that he would never get close to the female employee within a radius of ten meters in the future. Liu Wenjing was barely satisfied, and they soon reconciled.
Zhang Haifeng forgot the pain after his wound was healed, and soon he began to speak indiscriminately, which made Liu Wenjing start to abuse him inhumanely.
At first, Liu Jie didn't have the heart to do that, and he comforted Liu Wenjing with a few words. But later, he found that Wu Xian and Song Xiaoyu seemed to be used to it, and they didn't have any reaction at all. Then he realized that this was the unique way of getting along with the young couple, which made him secretly think that these two really had a strong taste, and he was worried for a long time, fearing that they would really break up.
Paris at night was a leisure bar, and the mainstream guests were basically the petty bourgeoisie who pursued style. Most of the time, they mainly listened to the resident singers quietly, and only when most guests made strong requests would they play some heavy metal disco music, so that people could vent their excess energy. On the whole, the security was very good, so they liked to have a party here.
Today, it might be because it was near the end of the New Year, and many people who went to school or worked in other places came back to celebrate the New Year. At night, there were more young people in Paris than usual, and they shouted that they wanted to play disco music.
Liu Wenjing and Song Xiaoyu used to like disco music, but after half a year of professional life, although they didn't hate heavy metal music, they didn't like it as much as before, and it was even a little noisy. So, when they saw that the disco music was going to be played, Liu Wenjing stood up and took Song Xiaoyu's hand. "Xiaoyu, let's go to the bathroom with me."
"Okay, Wu Xian, help me look after my bag."
Song Xiaoyu drank a few glasses of cocktails, and her face was red. She handed the Prada bag to Wu Xian, and after saying that, she followed Liu Wenjing to the bathroom.
"Come on, if you have deep feelings, drink it, and if you have shallow feelings, drink it. If you are my brother, let's drink it together."
Seeing that Liu Wenjing was not there, Zhang Haifeng suddenly became energetic like a wild horse that got rid of its reins. He picked up a bottle of beer and began to drink it.
Liu Jie and Wu Xian looked helpless. "Since you have said so much, how can we not drink? Well, let's go."
They drank three bottles of beer at once. Although the beer in the bar was not big, it was enough to fill the stomach. Wu Xian was not good at drinking, so he had the urge to pee first. He asked them to look after Xiaoyu's bag and got up to go to the bathroom.
After Zhang Haifeng left, Liu Jie was dragged by Zhang Haifeng to finish three bottles of beer in a row. If it wasn't for the fact that Liu Jie's alcohol tolerance had been honed from his days as a pharmaceutical sales representative, he would have passed out after drinking six bottles in a row.
As a result, Liu Jie was fine, but Zhang Haifeng couldn't bear it anymore. He gave a thumbs-up and praised, "Brother Jie, your kidney is absolutely strong. I will go to the toilet first, and you help Xiaoyu to look after her bag. This Pudala bag is a token of love from Wu Xian to Xiaoyu, and she treasures it very much."
Liu Jie rolled his eyes speechlessly and shouted, "Hurry up, I am also waiting to go to the toilet."
"Okay, I will be right there. Did Wu Xian fall into the cesspit? Why hasn't he come back after such a long time? I will go to the toilet to get him out."
Zhang Haifeng joked with a smile and ran to the toilet happily.
His seemingly unintentional joke made Liu Jie shiver all over. "It seems that something is wrong. Wu Xian has been to the toilet for almost ten minutes. Even if he has played a big game, he should have come back."
"The most suspicious people are Liu Wenjing and Song Xiaoyu. They have been there for almost half an hour. Even if they have solved their personal problems and touched up their makeup, they should have come back. Did something happen to them?"
Liu Jie was not a regular here like Zhang Haifeng and others, but it was the first time he came to Paris at night. He didn't know whether it was messy or not. Anyway, when he was a pharmaceutical representative, he often went to the bar to accompany clients, and he had already seen the debauchery and debauchery in the bar.
Therefore, he became vigilant at the first time, thinking that Liu Wenjing and Song Xiaoyu probably had some trouble when they went to the toilet, and they were bumped into by Wu Xian, so they didn't come back in time.
After all, although Liu Wenjing and Song Xiaoyu were not stunning beauties, they were definitely great beauties. It was not strange that they were targeted by those drunk guys.
Thinking of this, Liu Jie was not calm. He picked up Song Xiaoyu's bag and quickly went to the toilet.
But it was very quiet in front of the toilet. There was no sound or noise, which made Liu Jie slightly relieved. It seemed that the worst situation did not happen.
After entering the men's toilet, he went to the toilet and shouted, "Wu Xian, Haifeng, you two didn't play a big game, did you?"
"Yes!"
There was a vague voice in the cubicle, but he didn't care. He thought it was Zhang Haifeng who suddenly had a stomachache, so he joked with a smile, "Well, it seems that the four of you don't have good stomachs. We had dinner together, but why am I the only one who is fine?"
"Splash!"
There was the sound of flushing in the cubicle, and then the cubicle door was opened. Liu Jie just finished peeing and shivered comfortably. When he was about to pull up his pants, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, and then he lost consciousness.
"Hehe, you are really a few idiots. I didn't expect that you would succeed so easily without any effort. It's really like killing a chicken with a butcher's knife."
The cubicle door was opened again, and two men dressed as cleaners walked out. They joined the man who had knocked Liu Jie out and laughed strangely.
"Don't be long-winded. Let's go quickly. It will be bad if we are found."
A strong man with a mask and fierce light in his eyes pushed out a large moving orange trash can, picked up Liu Jie, and put him in it. Inside the trash can were Wu Xian and Zhang Haifeng, who had passed out.
The three men craned their necks and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, they pushed the trash can out. One of the men pushed another trash can outside the door of the bathroom and walked out with the strong man, talking and laughing.
The remaining man pulled his hat to cover his face, stood on tiptoe, and took off the chewing gum stuck on the camera. Then he walked out of the bar, humming a tune. Under the floor of the bathroom, there was only a Pudala women's bag lying alone.
A black shadow flashed, and a figure in black appeared strangely. He picked up the bag, turned on the headset, and reported in a low voice, "Number One, the rats have come out of the hole."
"Very good. Follow the plan. This time, no matter what, we have to help the young master dig out these rats in the gutter. "
A clear female voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Don't worry, Number One. They can't escape this time."
The man in black showed a bloodthirsty and hideous smile. His figure flashed strangely, and he disappeared.
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