The squad leader drank a lot today, and he walked swayingly, as if he had stepped on cotton under his feet, and everything was a ghost.

But he had to continue drinking because his purpose has not been achieved yet.

Although the squad leader looks glamorous, his sadness is not enough for outsiders to be polite. Over the years, he has not only lost a penny, but also owed millions of loans from the bank. This time he saved the bureau just to borrow money.

"After putting the water, go back and discuss the loan with Feng Yifei."

Thinking to himself, the squad leader came to the bathroom, unbuttoned the h-gold belt buckle, took out the guy and let it go.

Halfway through the restroom door opened, and a young man walked in staggeringly.

The young man was big and thick, with bulging muscles. He was wearing a tight T-shirt, with a tattoo on his cuffs and collar exposed. He shook his steps and smelled alcohol, which showed that he had drunk a lot.

After the squad leader put the water on, he gave a clever look, then put on his belt and turned around, just facing the young man entering the door.

As the wind blows in the hall, the squad leader suddenly feels his head buzzing, his stomach turns to use it, and he vomits when he opens his mouth.

"vomit!"

Something that emitted pungent stomach acid gushed out of his mouth. The distance between the two was less than one meter, and no filth was wasted, and they were sprayed on the young man's chest.

"Damn it!"

The young man's face was twisted and he raised his hand to hit him. The squad leader gushed again.

“Spicy next door!”

The young man slapped the squad leader in the face, and suddenly woke him up. Looking at his masterpiece, the squad leader rushed to wipe the others.

"Damn it! My Armani!"

The young man is a social person, and he is sprayed with filth. He is immediately furious and swings his arm to beat the squad leader.

The squad leader is not a fool. When he saw that he angered the other party, he would run away with oil on his feet.

The young man could not afford him. He reached out to grab the squad leader's collar and pulled it back.

The squad leader said sorry and pushed the young man back.

This push doesn't matter. The young man also drank his legs and the ground was slippery. The squad leader pushed him down and pierced his face into the urinal.

The young man struggled to get up from the ground: "I want to kill you!"

He raised his head and found that the guy who had just vomited himself had already run away.

The squad leader returned to the private room and sorted out his wrinkled clothes before entering.

"Squad leader, why have you been there for so long? And you still feel so embarrassed?"

A sharp-eyed man who had not drunk, saw the squad leader's clothes wrinkled and asked.

"No... I just met a business partner and insisted on taking me to drink. Can I go? Of course not! Today, the class reunion was held, and even the mayor would not go! This is the relationship!"

Everyone gave thumbs up.

The squad leader waved his hand, "Everyone speed up, we have another program."

The next program is to go to KTV to sing, but some students are not interested. Many of the people here have started their own families and their children are hungry, so it is good to be able to come out for a meal.

After drinking and eating, the other two tables said hello and left. Most of the tables were in love, and there was no other concern, and they would not blink for a night.

"Mr. Feng, let's go to the next step?" the squad leader leaned over and asked.

Feng Yifei nodded, took out a card from his bag and handed it over, "Check out."

"Okay!" The squad leader took it with a smile, walked to the door, but suddenly stopped, his face as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

"I'm finally found it by me."

There was a young man standing at the door, the guy who had just been vomited by the squad leader.

In order to find the squad leader, he took his younger brothers to run to the hotel for almost half a day, sweating profusely and half awake.

Seeing that there were a group of young men with big arms and round waists blocked at the door, their hearts were beating wildly. He glanced at Feng Yifei with his eyes and felt a little calm.

"Brother, I'm so sorry for what happened just now. I sincerely apologize to you."

The young man spat and said, "What's the point of apology? I'll pay for it!"

"Reimbursement! I will definitely compensate!" The squad leader lowered his voice and said, "But today I am accompanying a big man. Young Master Feng from Feng's Group has heard of it? That's my classmate..."

The young man waved his hand to interrupt the squad leader and said arrogantly: "I don't care about you, Mr. Feng, Liu, hurry up and pay the money, otherwise I will break your leg!"

The other party didn't take this trick, and the squad leader couldn't hold on anymore. He clasped his hands and said, "Brother, give me some face!"

"Squad Leader, what happened?" Jin Wushuang saw that the squad leader was standing at the door and was reluctant to leave, and walked over with a curious look on his face.

Feng Yifei also packed up his things, put his coat on his arm, and got up and left.

The young man pushed the squad leader away, walked into the private room, and said, "Everyone is here, you can judge me. Is this guy going to spit all over me, will he have to pay for it?"

The young man is usually arrogant and domineering, but when the squad leader just said that the young master of the Feng Group was, although he didn't know who it was, the young master of the group must be powerful and powerful.

It is time to be lucky today. By taking advantage of this, you either have a relationship with this young master Feng or just extort some money.

The young man looked around the people in the private room with a pair of cunning eyes. He suddenly lit up when he saw Jin Wushuang, but this was not his target.

After years of living in society, young people have developed their sharp eyes and quickly found Feng Yifei from the crowd. This is in line with the logo of the group’s young master in terms of clothing and temperament.

"You are Young Master Feng, right?" the young man asked with his eyes narrowed.

Feng Yifei raised his eyelids and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

The squad leader hurried over and explained, "I have a little misunderstanding with this brother."

"I'll say it." The young man said: "Mr. Feng, your classmate, just vomited me in the bathroom..."

"boring!"

Before the young man could finish his words, Feng Yifei took a step and left.

The young man's face turned pale.

Ignore! This is a bare ignorance!

Judging from Feng Yifei's reaction, it is absolutely impossible to make friends, so I can only get some money.

"stop!"

The young man scolded him sternly, and Feng Yifei stopped and looked at him sideways.

"Is there something wrong?"

The young man gritted his teeth and said angrily: "This guy vomited all over me. If he didn't cut a finger today, I couldn't swallow this!"

When he heard that he was about to cut his fingers, the squad leader was so scared that his soul was so great that his legs trembled, and he almost peed his pants.

Jin Wushuang stepped forward and said, "It's just dirty your clothes and just wash them. As for cutting someone's fingers?"

"If you don't cut him, can you cut yours?" The young man frowned and glared at Jin Wushuang.

Jin Wushuang didn't want to take this trick. He was about to scold him, but Bai Fengjiu pulled him and signaled not to meddle in other people's business.

The young man snorted, turned to look at the squad leader, "Tell me, which finger to cut?"

Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and no one can be cut! The squad leader looked at Feng Yifei with a bitter face.

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, save me!"

Faced with the squad leader's bitter plea, Feng Yifei's expression was indifferent, but his heart was ups and downs, and a trace of emotions suppressed in his heart were like a tide.

"Damn it!"
Chapter completed!