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Chapter 243 KTV is on fire

Chapter 243 KTV caught fire

"When did you bring a camera?" Feng Xiaonan asked strangely when he saw that the two directors had been scared away.

This time she was jealous of money and followed the example of Hong Kong and Taiwan celebrities charging for meals, and almost got into trouble. The two directors actually brought military bodyguards. This only shows one thing, that is, they have a very deep background, and they have more confidence in not being Fan Wubing. I am afraid they will suffer a loss tonight.

After all, a group of girls with no combat effectiveness basically have no way to survive under the means of four military bodyguards, especially the bodyguards may not be just these four people.

"Oh, it was a coincidence." Fan Wubing shook his head.

Normally, he was too lazy to bring some troublesome items with him, and even if he brought them, he would put them in the car. Today, because there was a box of tapes in the camera. That day, when he was on the set, the horse team had videos of him bullying the Hong Kong underworld, so he brought them with him.

When I was just now dealing with the two directors, Fan Wubing turned on the camera and recorded this passage.

"I thought you were a prophet." Feng Xiaonan said.

This incident also hit her a little. It turned out that society was still not stable, and some of the powers of the privileged class were beyond her imagination. Therefore, Feng Xiaonan said, "I will never agree to attend such a dinner again. I am really scared."

"It's okay to participate, but you have to bring a bodyguard and choose a partner." Fan Wubing shook his head and said, "Don't consider those with a deep background or those who spend public funds. The main targets of paid dinners can be placed on those nouveau riche. Their money is easy to come by, and if you don't kill a knife or two, you will be sorry to the people of the whole country. Like these two people today, it's very inappropriate. I suggest that when you agree to such a banquet in the future, the other party's age is best over forty years old."

"Why?" Not only Feng Xiaonan didn't understand, but no one understood the reason for the condition given by Fan Wubing.

Fan Wubing replied, "It's very simple. After being over forty years old, many things are ready. Especially when chasing women, I don't like to be bullied, so the safety factor is higher. The two young people you chose today are obviously the kind of people with deep family backgrounds. Otherwise, how could they be promoted to the level of the department at a young age? There is no benefit to provoking such people."

Feng Xiaonan nodded, thinking that this is really the case. If Fan Wubing hadn't reminded him, he would have never understood the truth. It seems that he would have to be cautious when encountering similar activities in the future.

After such a fuss, everyone was not interested in eating, but at least the wild puffer fish meat was eaten up, and there was still a 2.4 million yuan in income, which was worth the trip.

Fan Wubing counted the heads, and there were six people besides him, so he said, "It just so happens that each person has 400,000, and no one has any objection." Then he said to Feng Xiaonan, "Next time there is such a Kaizi, remember to inform me first. My best thing is to squeeze the surplus value from them."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy to find. There are only a few Kaizis in Shanghai, and there are no newcomers when counting them." Feng Xiaonan shook his head, saying that this matter was not so optimistic.

In fact, Fan Wubing's income is probably much richer than squeezing out the surplus value of Kaizi, but his money is naturally automatically added and he doesn't need to worry about it. Therefore, he is not opposed to spending a little time to have fun. It is indeed a very relaxing and pleasant enjoyment to make money from others.

Originally, she wanted to go to karaoke after dinner, but after such a fuss, Feng Xiaonan was indifferent, so she said goodbye, and the remaining four girls followed Fan Wubing into the car and went to karaoke together.

Tong Xiaoyun sat in the passenger seat very quickly and did not leave any chance for others. Fengping, Chen Jing, Chu, Chen Bisong and other three had to sit in the back seat. Fortunately, they were all slim and they didn't have to worry about being crowded.

"Wujian, have you been used to it in school recently?" Chen Jingchu asked Fan Wubing's learning situation naturally. After all, she has served as Fan Wubing's English teacher.

"Well, it's not good." Fan Wubing said to Chen Jingchu while driving, "It's been military training a few days ago, and the class has not officially started yet, but it should look pretty good."

"Wujian, why didn't you choose to go to Peking University or Tsinghua University? It is said that these two schools have much higher rankings than Fudan. In fact, if you want to go to school, it's better to go to Hong Kong, where there are several good universities." Chen Bisong also said to Fan Wubing.

Fan Wubing nodded and said, "I went to school just to handle errands, and I didn't expect to learn anything, so it's the same everywhere. I chose Shanghai mainly for future development. I need to build a base here as the domestic headquarters of our Fan Investment Group."

"Fan's Investment Group?" several girls asked curiously.

"Haha--" Fan Wubing smiled and said his plan, "I have many investment institutions and enterprises under my name. For management convenience, I am planning to establish a senior management organization. In this way, I don't need to worry too much in the future. It's too painful to do it myself."

After hearing this, Tong Xiaoyun said with some doubts, "It seems that since I met you, I have never seen you have been busy with any serious things. Do you really doubt whether this investment group needs to be established?"

Fan Wubing curled his lips and parked the car outside a large KTV.

It's just over 10 o'clock in the evening. The nightlife in Shanghai has just begun. When they walked into the KTV, they found that the attendance rate here was still very high, and there seemed to be foreign girls inside.

"Hello sir, how big is the private room you need?" The waiter ran over immediately.

"Well, it's enough for a medium private room. If you need better conditions, you can bring in wine, drinks, snacks, etc. at any time." Fan Wubing ordered and stuffed a bill to the waiter.

"One hundred dollars?! What a generous guest!" The waiter often received foreigners, and suddenly found that what Fan Wubing stuffed him was a hundred dollar bill, and it was a US dollar bill printed with Benjamin Franklin's avatar.

So he happily took Fan Wubing and others to the most luxurious private room, took a few people to clean up the place, and then quickly delivered wine, snacks and other things.

"If you have any questions, you can directly press this button to call us. If there is nothing else, we will not disturb you." The waiter was very tactful and explained everything clearly, then he left.

Although this is a medium private room, the facilities are not bad at all. There are bathrooms and lounges, the sofas are all leather, the walls are sound-absorbing devices, and the rear projection size is also very large.

Fan Wubing tried the microphone and the effect was OK. Although it was not as professional as it was, it was considered a top-notch device in KTV. At least there would be no noise suddenly popping up when singing.

"Who will sing one first?" Fan Wubing asked.

"Of course they are two singers. First of all, do you have to sing famous works? I think they are singing the songs "Perfume is Poisonous" and "Entering the New Era"." Tong Xiaoyun suggested.

However, Chen Bisong and Chen Jingchu also opposed, "No! I have to sing that song every time I perform, and I feel like I'm vomiting!"

"Uh, that's it!" Fan Wubing scratched his head, "Then you should be free to play. Who will sing love songs with me? I am known as the Prince of Love Songs!"

"Some people really don't feel blushing when they speak-" Tong Xiaoyun had never heard Fan Wubing sing, so she sneered at it.

However, the remaining three girls immediately raised their hands and strongly demanded to sing the song "Love in the Storm" with Fan Wubing.

Fan Wubing was immediately embarrassed and said to everyone, "It seems that I have to step up the creation of love songs in the future. How can one song be enough to share with everyone?"

So Fan Wubing and Chen Bisong began to sing "Love in the Storm and Rain". Chen Bisong's Cantonese is naturally extremely authentic. In comparison, Fan Wubing is a bit inferior, but he is quite satisfied with everyone's ears. After all, this is the sound effect of KTV.

Everyone took turns to play. After a few songs, the interest rose. Tong Xiaoyun also sang a campus song, and then everyone asked Fan Wubing to sing the song "Start from the Start".

But to be honest, Fan Wubing still blushed when singing these plagiarized songs, so he often cannot devote himself to it. Therefore, when he was halfway through, he found something was wrong in the air.

He couldn't help but sniff and said to everyone, "It seems like there is a burnt smell."

"Well, I smelled it too, it seemed like the smell of burnt plastic products. It was very pungent. Could it be that the line somewhere caught fire, right?" Feng Ping also found something was wrong.

So everyone started looking for fire sources in the room to see if the circuit was burning, or if some electrical appliances were used were malfunctioning, but they found nothing. Fan Wubing pushed open the door and wanted to ask the waiter to see what was wrong.

The door of the room was not moving at all when Fan Wubing pushed it. Fan Wubing couldn't help but feel a little strange. He pushed it hard, but it still didn't move, as if it was locked. So Fan Wubing took a step back, kicked it hard, and kicked the two doors so hard that they flew out.

The blazing flames suddenly came to him, almost burning his face, followed by a rolling smoke.
Chapter completed!
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