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Zhao Mengmeng drives directly to SL bar. At the door of the bar, Zhao Mengmeng looks at the plaque of the bar and almost tears fall down.

Zhang Xiaojian, why do you carry all the things on your shoulders? Don't you know that I miss you all the time? Why don't you find me.

After touching the corner of her eyes and crying with hunger, Zhao Mengmeng went in. Because it was daytime, there were no guests in it. Only a few waiters were cleaning up. Everyone's face looked dignified and ugly.

It seems that they also know the situation. They feel uncomfortable about the upcoming change of owner of SL bar. Yes, where can such a close boss go to find out, and which boss is willing to give all his money to everyone.

These people don't know Zhao Mengmeng. One of them came to greet her politely.

"Zhang Xiaojian, get out of here." Zhao Mengmeng stood in the hall on the first floor and swore.

She was angry, for nothing else, because Zhang Xiaojian did not think of her in the most difficult time.

Zhang Xiaojian is sitting on the sofa with his fifth brother and Huang Yimao. They are staring at each other. They don't speak. When someone scolds her downstairs, Zhang Xiaojian is stunned. She has already heard Zhao Mengmeng's voice. She says, why is this aunt coming again. I didn't offend her.

When she came down from upstairs, she saw Zhao Mengmeng's fierce and aggrieved appearance. She put away her worries. Zhang Xiaojian asked with a playful smile, "Miss, what do you mean?"

Zhao Mengmeng looks at the man in front of him that he can't forget in any case. The tears of disheartening can't help anymore, just like a spring.

“……” Zhao Mengmeng moved her mouth, but she didn't say a word.

Seeing Zhao Mengmeng like this, Zhang Xiaojian's smile froze. She stood five or six meters away from her, saying nothing.

A bank card threw over, fell at Zhang Xiaojian's feet, jumped twice, never moved again.

"Ten million, remember to give it to me when you have money." Zhao Mengmeng's voice is a little hoarse. He may have been tired out by swearing just now.

Just as Zhang Xiaojian was about to speak, Zhao Mengmeng had already turned around and left.

When Lao Wu drove to the SL bar, he saw Zhao Mengmeng's car and frowned. He already understood.

As soon as she was about to enter, she saw Zhao Mengmeng come out in a hurry with tears on her face.

Looking at the figure of Zhao Mengmeng going out, Zhang Xiaojian squatted down slowly and picked up the bank card. His heart was sour and warm. He couldn't tell what it was like. He even had an impulse to run over and hold Zhao Mengmeng from the back. He just hugged Zhao without saying a word.

People not to this time, do not know who is the real friend, not to this time, do not know that person is really concerned about you.

When Zhang Xiaojian squats on the ground thinking about her mind, she hears the door of the bar creak and opens, and a ray of sunshine casts a shadow of an old man in front of him.

A person, does not look bulky, but by the back of the sun appears golden, like a god of gold.

Because the sun was shaking her eyes, Zhang Xiaojian narrowed her eyes all the time. When the door was closed, he could see clearly that it was Lao Wu.

What is he doing here, watching his own jokes, or buying SL bar.

In an instant, countless thoughts hovered in Zhang Xiaojian's heart.

Huang Yimao and Lao Wu also saw Lao Wu. They both had a bad feeling in their hearts. It seems that this old thing must have come to pick up the leak.

"Mr. Wu, I don't know what you mean by your presence," he said coldly

Lao Wu had already felt the unfriendly eyes of several people, but he was not angry. After all, he had done something wrong before. No wonder people thought so.

"I heard that SL bar will be transferred, so come and have a look." Lao Wu said with a smile.

"We'll give it to you for nothing." The fifth has already had three points of anger.

"You can't say that." Old Wu still kept smiling.

Zhang Xiaojian still did not speak, just quietly watching two people fighting.

Zhang Xiaojian is thinking about how to do it, sell it or not if Lao Wu comes to talk about the bar.

Old Wu and old five are still bickering, old five's face anger increases gradually, Huang Yimao is also covetous nearby. But Lao Wu could not see that he was angry at all. He was so light that he could not understand.

Zhang Xiaojian took a cigarette out of his pocket, took two puffs of it in silence, and then made a decision. If the price given by Lao Wu is reasonable, sell it to him. The success or failure should not depend on the gains and losses of one city and one place. It is only when there is a chance to get it back.

"I don't know what price Mr. Wu can offer." Zhang Xiaojian suddenly opened his mouth.

Old five, Huang Yimao, two people did not speak, quietly stood beside watching."I don't know how much Mr. Zhang is going to sell that one." Wu didn't even have the slightest taboo, so he asked directly.

"Ten million." Zhang Xiaojian said.

Lao Wu's smile, ha ha ha's smile, let everyone feel that there is a problem inside.

The laughter lasted for about half a minute. Then Lao Wu put away his smile and went to Zhang Xiaojian. He took a cigarette out of Zhang Xiaojian's pocket, lit it, took a hard puff, hit his shoulder with a fist, and said, "you still don't take me as your own person."

The old Wu uttered a word, which stunned everyone. The heart said, "what does this old man mean? How can you say that?".

Lao Wu took out a bank card, handed it to Zhang Xiaojian, and said, "fifteen million, not much, but it is estimated that it will be enough for you to tide over the difficulties. No more elder brother can take it out."

Lao Wu clapped his hands and left with Zhang Xiaojian's cigarette in his mouth. When the door opened, the sun covered him with gold.

After the sound of Wu's footsteps disappeared, Zhang Xiaojian calmed down, took the bank card and looked thoughtful, then turned upstairs.

Lao Wu and Huang Yimao followed in.

"It seems that our difficulties are over." Old five sat on the sofa with relief.

Zhang Xiaojian looks at the two bank cards in front of her and doesn't speak. Although the money is enough, the trouble also comes.

"If you have enough money, what are you doing with a hard face?" The fifth said.

"These two cards have become hot potato. You can't use anyone's card." Huang Yimao sat aside and said with folded legs.

Zhang Xiaojian looks at Huang Yimao and smiles bitterly. The heart says that Huang Yimao is really accurate.