The narrow breakfast shop is overcrowded.

Six or seven square tables and a few benches are all decorated.

Wu Bei and Su Qing were squeezed into a corner, sitting face to face, the kind of person who could even touch each other with their heads down.

Su Qing held the fried dough sticks in her left hand and soy milk in her right hand. She didn't look like a lady like a nurse, but she was more real and cute.

Wu Bei was the same, slowly drinking white porridge.

This was the first time he was so close to Su Qing. After careful observation, he found that Su Qing's eyelashes were very long and his skin was even more delicate like a freshly peeled egg.

After sneaking into another sneak shot, Wu Bei was caught and stood up.

Su Qing hummed in a vague way: "What do you always think of me?"

"Because it looks good, I love to watch it!"

Wu Bei blurted out.

"Uh? Cough cough..."

Su Qing was suddenly choked and coughed violently.

Wu Bei hurriedly grabbed the napkin and handed it over: "You... are you okay?"

After coughing for a while, Su Qing's face turned red and he curled his lips with white eyes: "Have you always talked to girls so old-fashioned? Then why not go up and ask for WeChat directly."

Wu Bei quickly took out his phone: "Okay, I'll scan you."

"I'm so faint!"

Facing such a straight man in steel, Su Qing felt helpless as if he had punched the cotton.

After WeChat with each other, Wu Bei happily revised the notes.

Su Qing seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly grabbed the half-chewed fried dough sticks and pointed at Wu Bei: "By the way, who allowed you to call me Qingqing just now!"

"What's my name? You can't say you are my mother, right?" Wu Beitou continued to poke the screen without even raising it.

After finally changing the notes, Wu Bei raised his head inertially and bit on the fried dough sticks that Su Qing pointed at him.

In an instant, Su Qing became petrified and widened his eyes: "Hey, I've eaten it!"

"What are you afraid of? I don't dislike you." Wu Bei smiled foolishly.

"Hate, they don't mean that!"

"Dingling..."

The rapid phone ringing instantly interrupted the subtlety of the two.

Seeing that it was Wang Shun's number, Wu Bei pressed the answer button and naturally took a bite on the fried dough sticks.

"Brother Wu, Yu'er and Shuzuihu were caught. We were in the hotel. When we opened our eyes, someone knocked on the door, some were holding knives, and some were holding handcuffs..."

Wang Shun's incoherent shouting was obviously frightened.

Although I don’t know what happened to them, Wu Bei tried his best to comfort me: “Don’t worry, give me the address, I’ll go there right away!”

“GreenTree Inn on this side of Garden Road, Fuxing District…”

After hanging up the phone, Wu Bei directly pulled Su Qing to check out, and then stopped a taxi for her, explaining it with great guilt.

After seeing off the beauty, Wu Bei quickly took a taxi to meet Wang Shun.

...

The standard triple room was messy.

The quilt and pillow were thrown all over the floor, and fists were seen everywhere on the walls and street stalls. Wang Shun, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, sucking half of the cigarette, and his body and teeth were trembling.

He was so tired that he finally explained the matter clearly.

Last night, the three of them were driven away by Wu Bei from the hospital and found a small restaurant for midnight snack. During this period, Qi Jinlong met a friend who sold used cars and asked the other party to help find a Mercedes-Benz in a better car condition. His friend joked that Qi Jinlong had no money to pay the down payment.

Qi Jinlong, who drank a few more glasses of wine, was anxious and asked the other party to see his balance. He even boasted that he had earned more than 100,000 yuan today, but Wang Shun and Luohu couldn't stop him.

Later, the three of them ran to the hotel to check in, but the room was blocked by several young people in the society early this morning.

Wu Bei frowned and asked, "Do you say the person coming is Qi Jinlong's eldest brother?"

Wang Shun nodded his head: "Well, it's his most fierce beating. He scolded Jin Long for not following the rules of the world. He also asked me to notify you and return the 500,000 bonus from Boss Deng, otherwise..."

"Damn it, it's not enough to take advantage!"

Wu Beiling cursed with his eyes.

The matter was obvious. Qi Jinlong's boss knew that they helped Boss Deng to get the "dead debt" back and was jealous.

But the problem is that more than half of the 500,000 have already paid back the account for Luohu. If they give it again, it would be equivalent to paying it out of their pockets.

Wang Shun said cowardly: "Brother Wu, they asked us to go to the lottery shop before lunch, why don't we call the police?"

Wu Bei shook his head directly. It would be even more troublesome to call the police. First of all, his method of asking for the account would be shameless. If Luohu talks nonsense at that time, he may even swear to the matter of beating Han Wei.

Wang Shun touched Wu Qing's eyes and sighed: "But... 500,000! Where can we get it?"

Wu Bei patted his back and comforted him: "You first find a place to deal with the injuries on your face. After that, I should go to work. I will solve the rest. Don't tell anyone about this. I will call you afterwards!"

Wang Shun murmured with a very strong nasal voice: "Brother Wu..."
Chapter completed!