Chapter 898 There Is a Good Show to Watch!

"Meth?" Such an unfamiliar word popped out of Zhou Fang's mouth. Su Ke didn't even realize what it was for the first time. Looking at the faces of several people, the expressions were a little gloomy. After realizing it, I repeated it again: "Ice drug!!"

Zhou Fang nodded. Compared with these women, the young guys seemed to have more contact with this kind of thing. He even saw people in the circle enjoy this kind of thing on some occasions.

So much so that when Li Linglong picked out this small plastic bag from the fruit bowl, she instantly sobered up most of the time. There is no doubt that this was brought in with the fruit bowl that the waiter had just delivered.

The price of such a small bag of methamphetamine should be around 10,000 yuan, and the inexplicable appearance here is against common sense. Several young people looked at each other, and all bad premonitions emerged.

At the same time, in the other box, there was no music, and it seemed very quiet. There were four or five young people of the same age, three men and one woman, no, and a boy was standing aside, looking a little cramped. [

There were two acquaintances of Su Ke, Wu Ying who was cramped, and Wen Zhaoyuan, who was doing dirty work in Yanjing City.

A man, who looks to be in his early twenties, sits on the sofa, his temperament is very gentle, but he has a sense of alienation from thousands of miles away, his hair is clean and neat, and his face is not handsome, but it is definitely not ugly. On the contrary, the clothes on his body set off a rich and noble atmosphere.

The white "color" shirt looks like it was made by a famous artist. It is well-cut and fits very closely. There is not even a logo similar to a trademark on it, but if you think it is a street stall, it is a big mistake. , which is a bespoke piece from a hand-crafted vintage clothing store in Milan, Italy.

The man was leaning on the sofa very comfortably, with a smile on his mouth, his fingers crossed, his fingers long and slender, and the cuffs of his shirt were rolled up, exposing half of his forearm.

The watch on the wrist seems to be Patek Philippe. In a popular phrase, it can be said that it is simple but not simple. It is also hand-made, and it is very valuable. At the same time, this watch has its own exclusive number behind it, which is unique in the world.

Although such a man sat quietly on the side, in fact he was the center of the entire box, and everyone was subconsciously watching his face.

Song Taixi, it can be said that Yanjing, Huaxia, and even the world can be called the heir of a first-class family. Along with Princess Wu Nuanyue of Yanjing and Kong Zhongmou, a green fox in the business world, he is the new generation of the most profound family.

It takes hundreds of years for a family to accumulate wealth and grow wealth. This is true of the Song family, Wu family and Kong family, but it has a long history like the Rothschild family in Germany. , very few worldwide.

It just so happens that the Chinese civilization has a long history. The above three families are all big families with famous names and surnames, and their history can be tested. They are really comparable to Rothschilds.

It's just that these families are very low-key on the surface, never included in various rankings, and they are also not well-known to the public. They are completely outliers in the upper circle.

However, such a man is sitting in a KTV box with a common language, which is really understandable. Many people will subconsciously think that such people's pastime seems to be concentrated on skiing in the Alps and vacations on private yachts in Hawaii. Even safari on the African savannah.

But now Song Taixi is sitting here, and he doesn't look out of place. Instead, his smile is very gentle, and he seems to be enjoying the environment. The sound of music outside the box is faintly heard, but these people are very quiet and do not say a word. .

Wu Ying was sitting in the corner, nervously looking at the big brothers in the box, her palms were wet, she could even hear her heavy breathing, her eyes were a little wandering, things gathered together, people were divided into groups, these young masters were her own. Never thought of being able to get in touch.

Song Taixi is the unattainable Mount Everest, which can be seen from the respectful attitude of others towards him. He does not know what kind of sacred Song Taixi is, but the other two men and one woman have heard a little about it.

One is not a gentleman or a celebrity in the upper class, I only know one Wen Zhaoyuan, this little white-faced man, here is completely the role of serving tea and water, but his money is not in vain, and in fact, Wen Zhaoyuan did stand out for himself Well, that bag of small "medicine" tablets is the proof.

"Brother Yuan?" Wu Ying asked in a low voice, feeling uneasy, every minute in this box seemed to be suffering.

"It's okay, I guess the police have passed by!" Wen Zhaoyuan smiled and looked at the other man.

"That's a must. I have long seen that Wan Qihong is not pleasing to the eye. The family is a soldier and it's so awesome. I even got a super running club! I'm quite happy to play!"

The man who was talking was not very old, probably under twenty years old, but when he spoke, he was very old-fashioned, leaning on the sofa very comfortably, his legs resting on the coffee table, and turned his head to look at Song Taixi: "Cousin , Do you still remember Wan Qihong?" [

"Yeah! I've met a few times!" I didn't expect this young man to be Song Taixi's cousin, no wonder he was so disregarding his image, Song Taixi nodded, there was no wine in front of him, only a bottle of Evian mineral water.

"You haven't been in the country for half a year. Now we are in Yanjing City, but there is big news. Wan Qihong's family has found a man for her, a country bumpkin. I really don't know how to do it, shameful!" Song Dashan's name is very bold, But what he said did not match his name or even his identity at all.

Song Taixi knew that his cousin was like this, but he was not annoyed. Today, he insisted on pulling himself here, or just supporting him, but he really had no interest in accompanying a group of children. Maybe Song Dashan saw that he was interested. If it's missing, give the whole thing out right away.

"Little Lu, did your father send someone? Why haven't I heard anything?" Song Dashan turned his head to look at another boy, who seemed to be the same age, also rebellious, holding a girl in his arms, but very innocent: "I was looking for Team Li from the Public Security Division, not my dad!"

Lu Ying's father was the director of the Yanjing Dongcheng Branch, and he had some power in his hands, but this kid didn't dare to tell his father about it directly, but he didn't want Song Dashan to look down on him, so he could only resort to roundabout tactics and found a The uncle who is quite familiar came forward.

"Hey! There's movement!" Song Dashan suddenly raised his eyebrows and listened carefully. Sure enough, there was a rush of footsteps outside. He jumped off the sofa and ran to the door three times. At a glance, a team of four, wearing police uniforms, hurried upstairs.

"Cousin, there's a good show to watch in a while!" Song Dashan's eyebrows danced, looking like a good thing: "Let's go up and have a look?"

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