"What's your last name?"

"Zhao."

"Where are you from?"

“Shijiazhuang.”

"...What's it called?"

"Zilong?"

"Shijiazhuang Zhao Zilong?"

In an independent lounge at the Workers' Stadium, Er Mao complained:

"Brother, we are practicing, be serious."

Zhao Song was eating instant noodles from a bucket and asked, "Have you ever been in there?"

Ermao scratched his head: "I've heard of it."

"I've been in there before, so there's no need to practice."

"Ah?" Ermao was extremely curious, "Who did you beat that time?"

Zhao Song thought for a while and decided to save some face for the national enterprise leader, so he shook his head.

…………

For Zhao Song, why should he be so reckless tonight?

Because if I win, I will no longer have a life like this in my dreamland tonight. I will just treat it as an afterthought and be the talker of drinks in the days to come.

If you lose, tonight will be a preview of the days to come. Although you won’t be so indulgent, who wouldn’t want to be arrogant while still young?

What's more, he wants to win, really wants to win!

…………

"(ˉ▽￣~) Tsk~~It's boring~" In the conference room, Ermao complained, and then asked, "Brother, isn't it 11x Internet access? It's been almost an hour, why haven't people arrived yet?"

"boss."

At this time, the invisible man came over. This time he was completely invisible. The calls came one after another, and no one could reach his mobile phone. No small leader.

"It's understandable for children to have resentments. Small punishments and big warnings should be given."

This is what the legendary leader said, who would dare to punish him?

As for the relaxed tone of other leaders' complaints, the Invisible Man can understand it better.

"Boss, actually if you have the opportunity to be a leader, it would be great."

The invisible man said regretfully that with such a stain, if Zhao Song wanted to enter politics, he would have to work in the career department for the rest of his life.

The so-called "self-contained" theory is self-defeating!

Some relaxed leaders even planned to intervene in the master-disciple dispute between Zhao Song and others.

As long as Zhao Song can successfully hold off for a few days, the alliance there will definitely collapse without any attack.

Zhao Song shook his head mockingly and did not answer the invisible man's words.

Going into politics? Are you kidding me?

"Mr. Zhao."

At this time, the door in the lounge was opened, revealing a big cap:

"Mr. Zhao, I'm here to tell you that there's nothing wrong with you, so don't wait any longer."

"What do you mean it's okay?" Zhao Song was anxious, "I hit someone in front of the whole country. I was provoking trouble. How can I say it's okay?"

The invisible man on the side curled his lips disdainfully: Compared with the compensation he received, Leader Yan, who disdains the fans and is only responsible to his superiors, definitely hopes that you will fight more times. As for the embarrassment, it is nothing. As long as the leader remembers, this kind of

I wish I could lose my face a few more times.

"No one reported the crime, Mr. Zhao," Big Cap said helplessly.

Zhao Song was dissatisfied: "If no one reports the crime, you can't see it?"

"You didn't watch TV?" Big Cap pointed at the dark TV screen. "The hosts of several TV stations just clarified that you are hosting an opening show as a sponsor, and the referee and chairman are all stadium staff pretending."

"I...fuck...can I still do this?"

"It's not just that," Big Block smiled bitterly, "Tomorrow the Evening News will issue an apology, admitting that the opening time of today's 19:00 game was wrongly posted. In fact, it starts at 20:00. No matter which channel you watch from, the game has just started.

.”

Er Mao quickly turned on the TV, watched the fierce competition, and listened to the normal commentary. Er Mao was speechless.

What is this? Omni-channel control and review?

Zhao Song was also stunned on the spot and asked in a nagging voice: "Officer, which district are you from? If you are from Sunset District, please give me some face and take me back first. I will talk to your leader later and we will follow up."

"

Big Cap raised his hands and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Zhao, please don't embarrass me. Just at this moment, all the phone calls in the office were ringing.

We also want to deal with it impartially regardless of intercession, but there is no one to blame and no basis~"

Zhao Song was dejected and stepped forward to shake hands politely: "Thank you, you're busy."

"I can't help, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao." He saluted with a big cap and left quickly.

"..."

Zhao Song looked at Er Mao and the invisible man in a daze, and suddenly asked:

"What district is this?"

Er Mao and the two looked at each other in confusion. Even if they were born and raised in the capital, few people pay attention to the division and connection of roads between cities.

Another head emerged from the unclosed door and said with a smile: "Sunset Area."

Wen Jing raised her phone, shook it, and said cheerfully:

"Zhao Song, you can have as much fun as you want tonight, and I will be your back-up. As long as someone arrests you, I guarantee you will be settled with just one phone call!"

"roll!"

Zhao Song waved his hands in disgust, as if chasing away flies.

"Oh," Wen Jing agreed honestly and shook her phone, "I'll be around you, don't worry!"

After saying that, the female top student retracted her head and disappeared without a trace.

"Um..." Zhao Song scratched his head and said to Er Mao and the invisible man, "Maybe the Sunset District Queen gave me some respect. Let's move to another place."

Er Mao, the invisible man: "..."

Zhao Song dialed his cell phone, and after getting through, he yelled: "Ningzi, where did you die?"

"We're almost there, just wait," Chen Ning's excited voice came from the phone, "Zhao'er, you're so generous to me today."

"Stop talking nonsense, see you at the stadium gate, make arrangements!"

"Don't worry, you~"

…………

To the west of the Workers' Stadium is the Workers' Stadium. As the capital's nightlife center, there must be nightclubs to the west of the Workers' Stadium. It is extremely close to the Dongshishitiao Bridge. Zhao Song doesn't believe that it is under the jurisdiction of the Sunset District!

20:45.**Nightclub.

The music was deafening, four or five boys were leading the way, and five or six bodyguards in casual clothes were scattered around. Chen Ning excitedly held hands and shouted as he walked:

"Zhao'er, what you said today will definitely be famous throughout the ages. You don't know that we have wanted to cause trouble for a long time, but we couldn't think of a way.

Zhao Er, you must give me a face and let me and my friends make a toast."

Zhao Song looked away from the big breasts and thighs in the venue, raised his head and said: "No problem, give me some face!"

"Okay," Chen Ning rubbed his hands, thinking about asking a few people to support him, and asked, "Zhao'er, you must be mine tonight. What are the drink requirements?"

Zhao Song is a Muggle. He has always wanted to put learning foreign wine on his schedule, but he has learned three languages ​​and learned countless things, but he just doesn’t have time to learn how to taste wine: “If you don’t understand, you can do whatever you want.”

Chen Ning blinked, deliberately bent down, and said in support: "Thank you~"

"Atmosphere," Zhao Song was satisfied. He patted Chen Ning's shoulder heavily, pointed at the DJ booth, and said proudly: "Arrangement!"

Chen Ning immediately became excited again, and he gestured towards the nightclub manager who had been paying attention not far away.

The manager's face instantly turned red, and he immediately jumped to the DJ booth, picked up the microphone, stopped the DJ music, and shouted loudly:

"Everyone, Mr. Zhao will pay for all the expenses tonight!"

"Ah~~~~"

…………

21:00. Night club private room.

Zhao Song looked straight at the man next to him who was bulging forward and backward.
To be continued...