On the same day, the two took a long-distance bus to Tong County on the outskirts of Beijing. They ate and drank in a restaurant's private room.
"What's going on? Can you tell me now?" Lan Mu raised his glass and clinked it with Fang Moqi's.
Fang Moqi downed the glass of wine in one gulp. Counting, he had drunk a catty and a half of Old Village Chief's white wine.
"What's going on between you and Du Yue 'er?"
Lan Mu asked this question several times along the way, but Fang Moqi didn't want to answer.
But this time, after drinking more than a catty of white wine, he finally opened his mouth.
"Ai, it's a long story!"
"Du Yue 'er is my lover."
Lan Mu nodded. He knew about this matter. After all, he had a good relationship with Du Yu. He had mentioned Fang Moqi and Du Yu's sister several times. He thought that the two must be a couple. Otherwise, how could Fang Moqi go to the Du Family every day?
"Then how did you become her ex-boyfriend? That bastard also said that he wanted to marry her? "Lan Mu asked.
Fang Moqi was silent for a long time and suddenly growled, "Yue 'er will not marry him! She said that she hates Li Yunting! She likes me! "
"What are you growling for! What's going on? Did you two break up? "
"We didn't break up … but her family forced her to go on a blind date with Li Yunting."
Fang Moqi explained everything in detail under the influence of alcohol. Lan Mu understood half of it.
Du Yue 'er and him were lovers. They had been dating for more than six years. They should have talked about marriage long ago. But Fang Moqi was a prodigal. He didn't have any property. For more than half a year, he went missing and adventured in the polar regions. Who was Du Yue 'er? She was the eldest daughter of the Du Family. They were not compatible. Du Chongyang and Du Rushuang, who were in charge of the family, were against them being together.
A prodigal, you could say that he was poor. He was not poor. He had a car, a house, and tens of millions. But what was that money in the eyes of the Du Family? Tens of millions could turn into hundreds of millions in Du Rushuang's hands, but in Fang Moqi's hands, it was just sitting there and eating.
In fact, money was secondary. The Du family did not lack that bit of money, but the Du family could not afford to lose face. Conversation style, taste, ability, and connections were the criteria that the elders of the Du family used to determine whether a person was qualified to marry their daughter.
Even if you don't have any of these! It's fine if you have ambition! As long as the Du Family sees your potential, with the Du Family's power, they will be able to nurture you into an elite. But what about Fang Moqi? He was a hunter! His dream was to become a man standing at the top of the food chain, to travel all over the world and see all the wonders of nature.
How could the Du Family place importance on this kind of wild pursuit? If my daughter marries him, I don't even know if she'll be a widow!
"She told me the night before that she agreed to go on a blind date with Li Yunting. I didn't know what to do … I could only chase her to the capital … then I found out about Ben Latu … you know the rest … "
Fang Moqi drank until he was dizzy. He was drinking himself to death.
"She's right … we're not young anymore. I'm the one who wasted her youth …"
"She's been waiting for me to marry her, but I … even if I earn 100 million, the Du Family will look down on me … I don't know what to do …"
Lan Mu also drank until he was drunk. He did not use his transformation to eliminate the effect of the alcohol, allowing himself to be intoxicated.
Because he was drinking with a good brother, he just wanted to enjoy himself. He really recognized Fang Moqi as a brother. Listening to his words, he could not help but feel angry.
"Brother Fang, you're older than me. I'll call you brother Fang."
"But this matter, I also look down on you!"
Lan Mu bluntly said, "You're now the world's number one hunter, right? Number one in the world! "
"You've never been careless when it comes to killing lions and fighting tigers. Why are you so wishy-washy when it comes to relationships?"
"She likes you, you like her … when both of you are in love, why do you have so many scruples?"
"You said she's waiting for you to marry her. After waiting for so many years, what are you doing? What are you thinking? Marry her! "
Fang Moqi was also annoyed, "What do you know! Her family wants a well-mannered son-in-law who won't be gossiped about. She doesn't want an extreme hunter who's trying to kill himself! "
"I've been training myself since I was a few years old. Climbing snow mountains! Crossing deserts! Crossing straits! Conquering grasslands! Traversing primeval forests … I've been a hunter for more than ten years! What else can I do? Do you want me to wear a suit and tie and talk business with others? Listen to a symphony? Talk about classical literature and abstract art? "
"Isn't this bullshit!"
Lan Mu laughed out loud. "You're such a coward!"
"Marriage is free now. Why do you care about her family? Just marry her. It's not like you don't have money. How can you let her suffer? "
"What does she like about you? Isn't it your pride in conquering nature? Iron-Blooded manliness? Just take her away! Isn't it better to travel all over the world? "
Fang Moqi lay on the table, his voice becoming more and more vague.
"It's not that simple … Why should I take her away? Doesn't she need her family? "
"Originally, the Du family didn't need to rely on marriage to maintain itself. She has the freedom to choose her own marriage. But my existence has lowered her family's bottom line. In order to make me give up, they forced her to go on blind dates. The marriage is just a side benefit. "
"For the Du family, Yue Er can marry anyone's child, but she can't marry me …"
Lan Mu also lay on the table drowsily and scolded, "Coward, you're too cowardly."
"You made her wait for you for so many years … coward …"
"Huhuhu …"
Both of them lay on the table and slept directly in the private room of the restaurant.
They slept from noon to night. The restaurant owner finally got angry and asked the waiter to wake Lan Mu up.
Lan Mu woke up with a splitting headache. After paying the bill, while the waiter went to change the bill, he turned into a Pekingese.
When he switched back to a human, Lan Mu was completely awake.
The feeling of hangover disappeared, his head didn't hurt, and he was full of energy.
"This guy …"
Lan Mu looked at Fang Moqi who was unconscious and carried him back to the hotel.
After throwing him on the bed, he didn't care about him and went to take a shower.
After taking a shower, Lan Mu lay on the other bed and continued to sleep.
Not long after he fell asleep, around 20 o 'clock, Lan Mu was woken up by the ringtone of his phone.
When he got up and saw that it was Fang Moqi's phone, he hurriedly woke Fang Moqi up.
Fang Moqi slowly woke up. He was still in a hangover state. His mouth was dry and his voice was hoarse.
"Yue Er …"
Lan Mu laughed and said, "Don't call me Yue Er, pick up the phone!"
Fang Moqi picked up the phone. After a few sentences, he immediately became energetic and hung up.
"What's wrong?" Lan Mu asked while smoking.
Fang Moqi rubbed his face to make himself more awake and said, "Your passport is back, your visa is ready, and the plane tickets are booked. The flight is at 21 o 'clock. We should get down to business."
Lan Mu finished washing up and walked out. When he saw Fang Moqi's haggard appearance, he asked, "Can you do it in this state? Do you want to wait for a day? "
"Let's wait on the plane! We can't delay any longer. Ereda's life is still uncertain. Every day counts. "
Fang Moqi jumped out of bed and took a quick shower.
The two left the hotel and took a car straight to Beijing Airport.
…
Ten hours later, around 17 o 'clock in the afternoon, the two used tourist visas to arrive in Los Angeles.
"What do you say? Do you want to open a hotel first or … "Lan Mu asked.
Fang Moqi walked to the ATM at the airport and took out a card.
"Withdraw money, of course!"
He took out a thick stack of 50,000 US dollars and put it in his backpack.
The two took a car to a place called the Kindley Apartments.
After taking the elevator to the 12th floor, Lan Mu saw a lot of young men in green T-shirts in the corridor. Most of them were black.
A black man walked over, trembling, as if he was high on drugs. He pointed at Fang Moqi with his chin and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Fang Moqi replied, "Is Franklin here?"
"Just say that Shugman is looking for him. He has a big business deal to discuss with him."
The two communicated in English, which was unique to America. Although it was also English, Lan Mu had a hard time understanding it.
The black man didn't immediately pass on the message. Instead, he asked rhythmically, "How big is the deal?"
Fang Moqi smiled and said, "At least 500,000 US dollars."
As soon as he said that, everyone in the corridor looked at them.
Fang Moqi was calm and looked straight ahead.
The black man nodded and made an OK gesture. Then he turned and entered a room next to the emergency exit.
After a while, the black man came out again and waved at them.
"Come in!"
Lan Mu and Fang Moqi walked over. At this time, Lan Mu whispered, "Are these people from a gang?"
"Yes, a local gang in Los Angeles. We need them for our weapons, intelligence, hiding places, transportation, and even fake identities."
"After all, they are the local tyrants. Plus, they only want money. It's very convenient."
Lan Mu asked, "Aren't you afraid that they will sell the information to the Gates family? Betray us? "
"No, this is a black gang! And the Gates family used to be K Society's … "Fang Moqi had already planned this and said confidently.
"Well, you're familiar with this. I won't worry about it …"
Lan Mu nodded and suddenly asked, "Who is Shugman?"
Fang Moqi was stunned and didn't say anything.
Lan Mu laughed and said, "Don't tell me it's your English name? Hahaha! "
"What are you laughing at!"
Fang Moqi walked into the room with a straight face. Lan Mu hurriedly followed.
Inside there were four Negroes having fun. Two big Negroes wore gold chains, and two women's heads were bent over them, working hard.
The two black men were smoking cigars while sitting on the sofa and enjoying the service.
One of them, whose lips were as thick as sausages, laughed loudly when he saw Fang Moqi.
"Shugman! I love doing business with you the most! "
Fang Moqi was expressionless and didn't say anything.
Lan Mu, on the other hand, was stunned.
Damn, please put on your pants when you're doing business!
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