That night.

Chen Dazhu went to Zhang Dewang's house with two bottles of wine and two cigarettes.

"Old Chen, what are you doing?" Zhang Dewang squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Dazhu holding something in his hand. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Finally, he begged me to come.

"Village Chief, this is not my Chen Meng's plan to renovate the pond. He needs stones. I hope you can do it for convenience." Chen Dazhu put the tobacco and wine in his hand on the table.

"In theory, it is a good thing for a village to renovate a pond. I should support it, but the documents are downloaded from above, and it is not allowed to blow up mountains and get stones privately. It requires approval from the village. Therefore, I can't help you, so you should take the things back." Zhang Dewang said.

My heart was also very painful. The old man Chen was very generous when he took action. Tobacco and alcohol were a thousand yuan. It seemed that Chen Meng had made a lot of money.

The more this happens, the less I cannot agree.

"Village Chief, why don't I know when this document was released from above? Last month, your house reinforced the foundation and built a pigpen, and wouldn't it be like blowing the mountains and taking stones?" Chen Dazhu said in a muffled voice.

He knew that Zhang Dewang was deliberately blocking him, hoping that reasoning would be made, and tobacco and alcohol would make Zhang Laogou feel relieved.

"I am me, you are you... the document was only released last month." Zhang Dewang said lightly.

"Take the documents and let me see them."

"Who are you? You can read the documents issued by the government at your disposal?" Zhang Dewang said sarcastically.

"This is wrong. Are the documents issued by the government related to the people? They have to do with the people. Why can't I, the common people, read them?" Chen Dazhu has always been a straightforward temper. He used to be afraid of Zhang Dewang's tyranny and dared not resist.

Now, my son has a promising future, earning thousands of yuan a day, and a monthly household worth tens of thousands of yuan.

Chen Dazhu's back was also hard, and he dared to argue with Zhang Dewang.

This made Zhang Dewang's face turn green, "Chen Dazhu, did you give me a face? I really thought that Chen Meng had made a lot of money, but I didn't know that the world was so thick? No matter what you said today, I just disagree with the matter of blowing stones. I have the ability to go to the village to sue me."

"Zhang Dewang, don't do anything bad, be careful to shoot yourself in the foot." Chen Dazhu replied angrily.

"You dare to threaten me, get out of here." Zhang Dewang was furious.

Chen Dazhu snorted coldly, picked up his cigarettes and alcohol, turned around and left, while walking, greeting Zhang Dewang's eight generations of ancestors.

Zhang Dewang was so angry that he trembled all over. He took a few sips of tea before he could stabilize...

county seat.

Red Romantic Dance Hall.

Xiaolian has just started work and is wearing a charming short skirt, very sexy.

"When will I buy a bb machine? It's awesome."

"I just bought it." Xiaolian took out the pager and showed off.

"It seems like you're getting rich?"

"I met a generous customer and made a small profit."

Xiaolian is bragging to her sisters.

Suddenly, Mommy walked in and said, "Xiao Lian, there is a customer looking for you."

"Here you come." Xiaolian hurriedly stood up happily. The little sisters around her were envious. When they went on stage like this morning, they would be lucky to turn over. Even if they couldn't turn over, they could get off work early.

Although these girls are full of lights and wine every day, they are drunk and dreaming, in fact, their favorite thing is to wait for early get off work and return to their nests. Even if they don’t do anything, they feel very happy.

But for most of them, this kind of simple happiness is out of reach.

"Ye, I have learned to wear stockings. If you don't learn... If you wear stockings, it will be inconvenient for the guests to touch them. I'll take them off tomorrow." Mommy said with a stern face.

"Know, know."

Xiaolian hugged her mother's waist and entered the private room together.

Four men sat in the private room.

Just a lady.

Xiaolian was stunned at first, and then her heart was shocked. In this case, either the customer had no money or the customer was perverted and liked to share a woman. Tonight, I'm afraid it would be a bit difficult to deal with...

"What are you doing while standing? Don't know me anymore?" Goudan greeted.

Xiaolian looked closely and found that it was a former guest. Seeing that he was an acquaintance, she immediately felt relieved, shouted, and leaned over charmingly, naturally sat next to Goudan, and said coquettishly, "So it's Brother Goudan, who do I think I am... I'll call me one? Do you want to arrange a sister for the three brothers to accompany you?"

"No need, these three brothers are not good at this. I like your slutty hoof, so I come to find you." Goudan smiled and hugged Xiaolian's waist and put her hands on her.

"Hate."

Xiaolian knocked Goudan's hand coquettishly. Although she was very disgusted, she had to pretend to want to greet her but refused. There was no way to make a living.

Seeing that the other few did not intend to call the lady, Mommy gave an order and asked Xiaolian to greet the guests well, and then went out.

She went out.

Back foot.

Xiaolian saw a tattooed man walking to the door, moving a chair, and sitting down.

Immediately, my heart was shocked. I was about to suffer. These people came from bad things. Could it be that they wanted to take turns to me in the private room?

When Xiaolian thought of this possibility, she shivered all over. She had encountered abnormal guests, but four of them could not stand it even in the village.

"Brother Goudan, I'll go to the bathroom first." Xiaolian felt something was wrong, so she stood up and wanted to leave.

"I just came to the bathroom. How could I urinate so much? Sit down for me." Goudan pulled Xiaolian to sit beside her.

"Brother Goudan, I don't feel very comfortable. I want to go to the bathroom to change my 'bread'." Xiao Lianqiang said with a smile.

"It's such a coincidence that I'm not feeling well when I come to find you. I'll touch you..." Gou Dan smiled lewdly and reached her hand between Xiaolian's legs.

Xiaolian's face changed and she hid back repeatedly, "Brother Goudan, dirty, don't get into bad luck."

"It's okay, I don't think you're dirty." Goudan grabbed Xiaolian's neck and forced her to hold her down, and was about to lift her skirt.

"Brother Goudan, don't." Xiaolian looked at Goudan pleaded. She didn't dare to resist at all. Goudan was a bastard, and the other three people didn't look like good things.

There are two types of gangsters in society. One is particularly polite and moral, and never makes things difficult for women.

Another type is that they do not follow the rules, whether it is a woman, an elderly or a child, they will beat you if you feel uncomfortable.

It is obvious that Goudan is the second type. Resistance against such people will only make the other party more excited.

"Fuck, you're just a fucking slutty hoof. You're still putting it in front of me. Today I have to deal with you." Goudan ignored it and pressed Xiaolian down on the sofa, lifted her skirt, and was about to force her.

"Dogdan..."

Zhang Mazi shouted.

Goudan's body paused, and she let go of Xiaolian as if she was trembling in that moment.

Xiaolian hurriedly jumped up and hid in the corner. While tidying up her skirt, she thanked Zhang Mazi, "Thank you, brother."

"What are you going to thank me?" Zhang Mazi lit a cigarette and slowly spit out the smoke.
Chapter completed!