Chapter 460 Godfather Wang Is Online Again

There should be a "ding" sound at this time, and then the scene should be met.

——It was indeed there, but Wang Yan didn't have time to see it.

The students finally reacted and began to scream.

"What the hell! Are you the God of Singing?"

"Wang'er, your singing is so awesome!"

"Oh my god, I almost cried when I sang..."

Xiao Kai, who almost cried as he spoke, was actually smiling, but Zhang Yin, who remained silent, actually cried.

In an unnoticed corner, the usually laughing sand sculpture covered his face with his palms, silent tears streaming down his face.

As everyone's enthusiasm grew higher and higher, and the surroundings became more and more noisy, the silent tears finally turned into sobs.

As one of Wang Yan's first two friends, Zhang Yin and Wang Yonglei were both minions-exactly the same as Wang Yan once was.

Wang Yonglei was shameless, had no skills, and just muddle along, but Zhang Yin still had a strong sense of unwillingness, so he was even more stimulated.

We were fooling around together at that time, but now you are a male god, but I am still fooling around...

The contrast is so strong, why is it so embarrassing?

The song "Exaggerated" directly pierced the heart of the gangster, causing it to bleed with pain.

While crying, Zhang Yin gradually let go of his wishful thinking about Qiu Li, and silently made a decision in his heart.

There is only one person who is as exaggerated as Zhang Yin, but there are not many people who have tears in their eyes.

Zui Ge's ability to empathize is so strong, and the lyrics and music of "Exaggerated" are so poignant, it is impossible for any middle or lower class of society to remain indifferent when hearing Wang Yan's singing.

Yu Qiuli had never felt inferior and transparent at all. She was still moved to tears and took the initiative to give Wang Yan a hug.

"Wow! I'm blind!"

"Ouch~~~"

"No, monitor! I can sing too!"

Yu Qiuli ignored the howling wolves and murmured excitedly against Wang Yan's cheek.

"You're awesome, really..."

The young master can understand her mood, which is probably a kind of admiration mixed with sympathy and pity, because she not only knows Wang Yan's past, but also understands the current scale and potential of Wangting Entertainment.

Comparing the two, it is particularly touching.

Although Wang Yan didn't need her pity, he still accepted it.

He smiled calmly, hugged her gently, and patted her on the shoulder: "Thank you."

Gu Jia Shu's expression was complicated, with a hint of green visible to the naked eye. He had a mixture of envy, jealousy, and hatred, but he had nothing to say.

In the end, I had to laugh dryly: "Fuck! Wang'er, are you here to cause trouble?"

Wang Yan smiled and said nothing.

He Meng was not good at singing, but his appreciation ability was not bad. He stood aside and clapped gently, with a proud look on his face.

The way she expresses compliments is also different from others, she still holds her head straight.

"I found that you are someone who loves to hide. You haven't shown anything in the three years of high school. If you are willing to go on stage at a party and celebration, how can it be anyone else's business?

Remember to call me if you have any activities like singing karaoke in the future, I will be your fan. "

The young man felt very comfortable being photographed, but he was smiling evilly in his heart.

Would you like to hear a soft use? Cheng Yaojin still has three axes, but I only have one... nail.

If you insist on me, I can sing you another song "The River Flows Eastward", I'm afraid you will pee on the spot...

Even though he was out of stock, the scammer didn't panic at all and took the initiative to tease the high school goddess.

"Let's be practical. Do you want a hug?"

He Meng immediately raised his neck and squinted at the person: "No!"

The young master shook his head and sighed: "What a pity, the idol I admire most is Wu Yifan..."

He Meng didn't understand at first, but Yu Qiuli burst out laughing and patted Wang Yan affectionately: "I am also your fan..."

He Meng obviously doesn't pay enough attention to the entertainment industry and still doesn't understand.

But Wang Yan no longer paid attention to whether she understood or not, and was filled with surprise - how much did the monitor gain favorability?

Look carefully...

Oh my god!

Favorability 83!

And not only did his favorability skyrocket, but his loyalty actually didn't drop much, and it was still 80 at this time.

Classmate, you are getting closer and closer to being a perfect secretary, keep up the good work!

…

He Xiaolu opened his big two-dimensional eyes and looked at Wang Yan blinking.

She is young, has little experience, and does not have such a deep understanding of life.

Although He Hongyuan is not very reliable, he has never lacked her materially. In addition, he has been beautiful since he was a child, so he has never been ignored.

However, precisely because of her illegitimate daughter's background and Cen Ting's targeting of her mother, her self-esteem is particularly sensitive.

Therefore, the resonance is stronger than that of sister He Meng.

The phrase "I am not your cup of tea, but you can drink it, drink it, drink it" was what she wanted to say to Cen Ting the most.

I didn’t dare to divorce He Hongyuan, so I bullied my mother when I found the opportunity, and now she even forcibly took me back to the villa to celebrate the New Year. Have you asked me if I am willing? !

The rebellious girl with a strong sense of resistance immediately found Wang Yan very pleasing to the eye.

Not at all like those little brats of the same age, he is mature, confident, unruly, and so handsome!

With stars in her eyes, she used her tried-and-tested coquettish technique and begged: "Brother Wang Yan, your singing is so beautiful! Sing one more song for me, okay?"

He Meng subconsciously hugged his sister's shoulders and locked her tightly.

Well, the height difference is just right, perfect!

Young Master Wang first gave He Meng a confirming look: I am not a lolita fan!

Then he rejected the little fairy with a smile: "I've had all the fun today, you can play."

He Xiaolu frowned, but Gu Jia Shu was overjoyed and started talking: "Come on, come on, it's time to drink, it's time to order songs! Who's here?!"

Everyone picked up their glasses and cheered to Wang Yan.

Yu Qiuli toasted boldly, and then took the initiative to grab the microphone: "Give me some "New Heartbeat"!"

She stood in the front, jumped up and down happily, and called on everyone to applaud. The applause immediately became enthusiastic.

The young man couldn't hold it back, he was dizzy.

When she opened her voice, everyone couldn't control their cheers.

Compared with Rookie Meng, Yu Qiuli is the real KTV diva, with a thick, solid, round and full voice.

"Perhaps, you have seen too many tragedies and suffered too many grievances. You are afraid that the past that you do not want to look back on will continue forever..."

As soon as the lyrics came out, Wang Yan was suddenly stunned.

Huh?

It's kind of interesting...

As soon as the chorus came out, Yu Qiuli cast her eyes over at the same time, and the young master immediately confirmed: Sing it for me!

"Let us forget how sad we were in the past, open our injured wings, and wear the fallen crown for ourselves..."

Introduce girls!

All I can say is that, as expected of Yu Qiuli, she was not only proactive but also smart when she decided to take action.

He especially knows how to grasp the psychology of men and exploit every opportunity.

Wang Yan was a little touched, but it was impossible to respond. It was so easy to flirt with him. What should I do with my cold personality?

After taking a glance, he still didn't realize anything. He was applauding Gu Jia Shu crazily. Brother Fugui smiled coldly and clapped.

He Meng, who was secretly observing from the side, was satisfied and no longer minded Qiu Li's repeated provocations.

Is it useful for you to provoke me?

Although I have never thought about arguing with you, it is obvious that you are not worthy of a man like him!

Of course, even though some people are grabbing good goods, He Meng will never end up easily. Her vision and level determine that she does not need to rush.

If Wang Yan sincerely and passionately pursues...

Well, we can check it out...

Although He Meng is very perceptive, it is obvious that she does not know what it means when a former secret admirer starts to joke with her calmly.

Four words: Let go completely.

All the previous inner demons and obsessions have been cut off, and everything starts again. If we get along, we can be friends, but if we don't, we can be strangers.

…

He Xiaolu whispered to He Meng quietly: "Sister, is that classmate of yours a fool? His crush has completely fallen, and he is still having fun?"

He Meng knew who she was talking about, pursed his lips and smiled, and replied calmly: "Gu Jia Shu may not like her that much. A man's desire to conquer is most vulgar and cheap."

He Xiaolu looked up confusedly: "What about a woman's desire to conquer?"

He Meng was silent for a moment: "A good woman should not be proud of conquering men, otherwise it will be just as vulgar. Love should be pure."

He Xiaolu's eyes flashed, with some contradictions in his eyes.

It seems that you don't like Wang Yan that much...

The little fairy was a little frustrated, but mostly relaxed, because if He Meng really loved Wang Yan to death, she didn't know if she could really do it.

Her mother's name is Liu Mengxue, and He Meng's mother's name is Cen Ting.

It was a bloody story that the people loved to hear, but the ending was terrible.

Cen Ting did not give in to He Hongyuan and suppressed Liu Mengxue everywhere, but she acquiesced in He Xiaolu's existence and even wanted to separate the mother and daughter.

He Xiaolu clearly knew what attitude he should use to face his biological father and Cen Ting, but he didn't know how to face He Meng.

This depressed her to the point of madness.

What on earth should I do? !

In annoyance, she gave up and took a bottle of beer. He Meng was chatting with Wang Yan and didn't notice.

"Sister, let me go to the bathroom."

She put the beer in her lapel and walked to the door quietly, but instead of turning into the indoor bathroom, she opened the private room door.

Fairies shouldn’t drink…

But I don’t want to be a little fairy today, I just want to be an adult!

Will you still feel so uncomfortable after being drunk?

She didn't know, but wanted to try.

…

"Wang Yan, do you have any foreign investments now?"

Although the singing just now has conquered He Meng's ears, her biggest concern is still business.

A strong woman from the future?

Wang Yan couldn't understand why she was so obsessed with achieving commercial success.

You are not short of money, so you can be a rich and beautiful person, travel, shop and fall in love. Isn’t that nourishing?

If it weren't for the purpose of upgrading the system and walking to the top to see the scenery, Wang Yan wouldn't be willing to bother now. How tiring is it?

Mr. Wang yelled that he was tired, and Brother Xizi from 007 cried.

When Mr. Wang shouted busy, Bai Jie and Wang Yufei, who were eagerly waiting for the next time, cried.

When Mr. Wang shouted poor, Ye Ziwen was happy.

…

He Meng was waiting for the answer curiously, and Wang Yan began to think about how to deal with it.

It's impossible to tell the truth. I, Wang Fugui, don't like bragging to women the most. Which male god would start talking about "I recently had a big business worth 200 million yuan"?

Even if it was true, the moment he opened his mouth, his style was completely lost.

It should be said like this: "My enthusiasm is already overflowing. Please give me an hour and I will fill your heart..."

Ahem!

It’s a drama, it’s a drama...

Young Master Wang began to seriously consider his response. At this moment, two WeChat messages suddenly popped up on his phone.

Glancing at the interface window, he found that the message was from Sun Hongwei, and the young man's heart suddenly moved.

Is the jade carving finished?

"Sorry, I'm going out to make a call."

Wang Yan immediately dropped He Meng, picked up his phone and walked out the door.

As soon as I went out, I glanced to the right and saw He Xiaolu's back.

The little fairy was carrying a wine bottle and drinking as she walked, looking very heroic.

Wang Yan took one look and ignored it. Is it any of my business whether it is illegal for a loli to drink?

When I opened WeChat to read the news, I saw a set of pictures sent by Sun Hongwei, which showed a bright and green Buddha amulet.

"Xiao Wang, your mother's Buddha amulet has been carved. Master Song Shiyi's first disciple has stepped in. He is very skilled. See the photo for details.

But that set of jewelry was too late. The design was more complicated, involving platinum hollowing out and diamond inlays, and it would take almost four or five days. "

Four or five days?

That means not delaying Valentine’s Day…

Just in time, I gave my mother a Buddhist amulet as a gift for the New Year, and a little surprise of thirty thousand for Valentine's Day!

Wang Yan was very satisfied and responded with a voice message of thanks and courtesy.

Sun Hongwei didn't charge a penny for designing, engraving, or diamond jewelry. He worked efficiently and was given a lot of face.

Just after they finished chatting, when they looked back, they saw He Xiaolu's figure disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Wang Yan couldn't help but be stunned.

Is that the stairs there?

The store on the third floor is closed, and the meat market is upstairs. Why is this stupid kid running around without knowing anything?

Without much hesitation, Brother Fugui decided to follow him and have a look.

It has nothing to do with anything else. Anyone should be reminded of it.

Gujiao is no better than the imperial capital and the devil's capital. Due to specific historical reasons, the demons in the city are dancing like crazy and in chaos.

Of course, big things are definitely not easy to happen, but small things can also affect your mood, right?

Wang Yan took two steps and climbed up the stairs to the fifth floor. He saw He Xiaolu wandering around looking for a room. The wine bottle was still in his hand, but it was empty.

Yo, you dare to drink...

The young master felt it was very funny when he saw her swaying like a malnourished penguin, and even wanted to record it and send it to Zhang Yao.

Hey, it seems interesting?

Wang Yan decisively took out his mobile phone, held it up and started recording, and then slowly walked towards her.

The distance of twenty to thirty meters back and forth should have been very fast, but when Wang Yan just started recording, a door next to He Xiaolu was suddenly opened, and a short, fat young man with a thick neck and shaved green skin came out.

The guy's face was full of alcohol and his eyes were wide open. The moment he saw He Xiaolu, his mouth opened slightly and his saliva almost dripped down his cheeks.

He Xiaolu was about to go around, but the other party stopped him in front of him and asked with a squinting look:

"Hey, old girl, hiccup, which private room are you from?"

"Go away!"

"Hiccup! What are you going to do... do you have a station? No... hiccup! If you do, go with me, and the tip will be designated for you!"

The drunken fat man just said that was not enough, he directly grabbed He Xiaolu's arm and tried to drag him into the box.

"Yeah! Get away!"

He Xiaolu was so frightened that he screamed and then struggled desperately.

Unfortunately, he was so drunk that he didn't make much noise no matter whether he screamed or struggled.

In fact, the best way at this time is to calmly remind the other party: "I am a guest, not a guest on the stage."

Basically, it can bring back the other party's sanity.

No matter how drunk he is and how lustful he is, the fat man is just here to have fun, and he will not and dare not touch the guests.

However, He Xiaolu had no such concept at all. His usually smart brain was numbed by alcohol, and he could only struggle instinctively. He was about to be dragged away by the fat man.

There wouldn't be so many waiters guarding the door of the meat market room. The only two were dealing with some problem at the end of the corridor. The little fairy's voice couldn't suppress the speakers in the row of rooms behind it, and no one noticed it for a while. This scene.

Of course, except Wang Yan.

When the young master saw the fat man drooling, he had already sped up and never put down his phone.

Taking three steps and two steps at a time, he saw that he was almost there, and just when he was about to warn the other party, the fat man started to put his arms around He Xiaolu's waist!

Damn it!

I haven't...well, I haven't thought about such a thing. Are you crazy about lolita?

This is a warning to Jill!

The eldest young man swung his arms and slammed the phone out, whoosh... bang!

He slapped it directly on the back of the stacked head of that guy and blew it to pieces.

"I'll fuck you..."

The damn fat man stumbled, covered the back of his head, closed his eyes and cursed.

Dou Wang, who completed his transformation in an instant, rushed over, grabbed the opponent's fingers and twisted them hard, breaking the fat man until he bent over like a shrimp.

I was about to spread my legs habitually and ride on him... uh, cross him up... uh, twist him up...

How could I, being paralyzed, learn such a useless skill!

Full of irritation, Dou Wang finally controlled his body instincts, stretched out his hand to hold down the opponent's fat face, pushed aside, and pulled He Xiaolu back.

The little fairy didn't suffer much, but she was very confused.

With flushed face and drunken eyes, he looked at Wang Yan in a daze.

Hiss... Just looking at the face, it’s really pretty...

He is as clear and ignorant as a young deer, which makes me feel pity for him.

Wang Yan was amazed for a moment, bent down to pick up his mobile phone, checked it briefly, and his face suddenly darkened.

Throw my phone?

You're in trouble!

The fat man staggered two steps, slammed into the door of his box, and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, he was as irritable as a big insect.

"CNMLGBD, you dare to touch me? Little BZZ, you are in trouble!"

In the door that was knocked open, a group of young people who were watching Yan Wu finally reacted, realized that something had happened, picked up the wine bottles and rushed to the door.

"MGBB, who is looking for trouble?"

"Third brother!"

"Brothers, fuck him!"

As soon as Wang Yan saw the number of people on the other side, he knew immediately - he couldn't beat them!

Gracie is a master of one-on-one fighting. He can easily defeat one Yao Ming, but 80% of the time he will have to kneel down to defeat two Zou Shiming.

Even though Yao Ming's weight can equal two Zou Shiming's, there is still room to spare. The score is not calculated that way.

If it was only Wang Yan himself, he would definitely run away. How could a majestic man fight for his life with a group of gangsters?

But if I take He Xiaolu with me again... I don't dare to run!

When someone throws a bottle behind them, how can we hide while holding a large lolita?

Hit the back of the head with a curly baboon!

There was no way to fight or escape, and he was about to receive his first explosive blow in his life, but Wang Yan was still calm enough.

With a quick scan, you can instantly take in the other person's clothing, temperament, drinks on the table, handbags on the sofa and other information, and judge the other person's level.

A group of gangsters, not very high-level, but easy to get fooled... They have to sweep away the holes with thunder and cut through the mess with a quick knife!

"Let's see who dares to touch me!"

Wang Yan shouted loudly and stood upright, happy and fearless. He actually shocked the other party for a moment.

The next moment, Wang Yan took the initiative to step forward and block the other party's door, feeling quietly relieved.

Well, even if you can't beat them now, you can at least hold them back, face them one at a time, and use the door to block the bottles, so the danger is less...

The young master's offensive-defensive move made the opponent even more uncertain.

And it's not over yet.

The young master casually turned off the other party's spotlight, leaving only the dim overhead light in the room. The bright light shone from the corridor to the interior, hiding half of Wang Yan's face in the shadows.

The eldest young master slowly looked around the room, with a stern expression and a murderous look in his eyes. Coupled with the half-dark face, Godfather Wang is officially online!

"Ask yourselves what your friends did. It's not over yet today."

Godfather Wang spoke slowly and calmly took off the strap on his left hand - the classic AP Royal Oak shape, not everyone recognizes it, but anyone with eyes knows that it is not cheap.

He took off his watch and hung it on the door handle, and his tone became colder.

"Audemars Piguet, offshore Royal Oak, less than 3 million. Whoever knocks my watch off the ground, I will destroy his family!"

What is Audemars Piguet and what is Offshore Oak? I can’t understand it, but I can feel its loftiness. When I heard 3 million, I was immediately dumbfounded.

MMP's!

Who did the damn fat man recruit? !

Only five breaths passed before and after, only the accompaniment was left echoing in the box, and a group of gangsters were stunned!

The horns are a mess.

Hooligans dance all day long, little kids who are so poor are running around everywhere, people who engage in gray and black industries often raise desperadoes, all of them are tough sports cars pulling coal, and middle-aged men who are from the mine protection team The security guard may have shot someone with a real gun...

At the same time, the wealthy people in Gujiao are not easy to deal with. They look like country bumpkins when they go out, but they look like mountain eagles when they are sitting around.

The chaos of drums and horns contains inherent order.

Anyone who is alive and kicking without getting into trouble or being crippled at least knows what kind of people are not to be trifled with.

The trick that Godfather Wang created is just the handful of people who are least likely to be offended.

In Gujiao, money equals power and danger.

The damn fat man almost woke up from the drunkenness. He stood up and smiled apologetically: "Brother..."

Wang Yanli ignored him and turned his head to tell He Xiaolu: "Call your sister and ask her to come up."

He Xiaolu's legs were still soft, and his body was even softer. He hugged Wang Yan's waist tightly to prevent him from falling.

With her face burning, she hurriedly took out her phone, unlocked it and dialed.

"Brother, do you think there is any misunderstanding? We belong to Brother Long of the Coking Coal Factory..."

"It has nothing to do with you! But no one can leave until the matter is settled."

Godfather Wang interrupted the other party unceremoniously, took He Xiaolu's mobile phone, put one hand in his pocket, and stood frozen.

Judging from the current situation, Wang Yan can handle it himself.

But that's not how things work.

It's okay if He Meng isn't downstairs. The matter is urgent. Since the little fairy's sister happens to be downstairs, she should naturally handle it.

In the past, helping was out of a sense of justice that everyone had a duty to protect Lolita, but now, there was no need to do it all.

The belated waiter finally realized something was wrong and immediately rushed over with security guards.

Wang Yan glanced at the other party, picked up the watch hanging on the doorpost, and slowly took it back to his wrist.

call……

I don't know who it was, but there was a sigh of relief in the room.

The young master took the initiative to take a step back and casually told the security guard: "Watch this door. If one of the people inside walks away, don't open your store."

In fact, Wang Yan couldn't do it himself, but he believed that He Hongyuan could definitely do it.

Of course, you have to come forward regarding your girl's affairs. I am only responsible for informing you...

Wang Yan didn't feel that he was threatening anyone, and was even ready to retire after having succeeded.

However, the security guards, waiters, Taiwanese girls and unlucky gangsters obviously didn't think so. A group of adults looked at the tall boy with fear and awe on their faces.

And the little fairy... continued to hang on Wang Yan's waist.

She felt herself getting even more drunk.

A large chapter of more than 6,000 words should not be read tomorrow morning, but... you are mature readers, and you must learn to make associations on your own.