Chapter 21: Zhao Yulan's anger

With a click, the chopsticks in Zhao Yulan's hand fell onto the table, her face suddenly turning iron-blue: "Just now a man called, saying he was her high school classmate. It wouldn't be Zhou Andong, right."

Jiang Yuhai asked with a dark face: "She went out?"

Jiang Zhengmin let out a long breath, slowly putting down the rice bowl he was holding: "Went out, left right after answering the phone."

Jiang Yuhai said: "The one who called just now, very likely is Zhou Andong."

Zhao Yulan was so angry that her whole body was trembling, slapping the table with a bang, the plates, bowls, and chopsticks clattering: "Is she stupid from reading? What does she want to do, what on earth does she want to do? If the neighbors know that she is messing around with her former brother-in-law all day, where will I put this old face of mine?"

Jiang Zhengmin frowned and said to Zhao Yulan: "Don't be so excited, watch your heart."

"Can I not be excited?" Zhao Yulan gasped: "This dead girl, sooner or later she will anger me to death."

Jiang Zhengmin said: "It's not as serious as you think."

"Not as serious?" Zhao Yulan sneered: "Zhou Andong is not a good thing. Can there be anything good about mixing with him?"

Jiang Yuhai stood up abruptly: "I'm going to the distillery to see if Zhou Andong is there."

Jiang Zhengmin said: "You can go, but speak well if you have anything to say."

Jiang Yuhai said with a cold face: "What do I have to say to him."

"Bang!" Jiang Yuhai slammed the door shut and left.

"Not one that makes people worry." Jiang Zhengmin said, looking at Zhao Yulan, "I tell you, when Yuyue comes back, speak well to her if you have anything."

"I still speak well to her?" Zhao Yulan roared: "Listen, what has she done?"

Jiang Zhengmin said dissatisfiedly: "What has she done? Killed someone or set a fire?"

Zhao Yulan slapped the table twice again: "She is mixing with Zhou Andong, which is more serious than killing someone or setting a fire."

Jiang Zhengmin waved his hand impatiently: "I'm going to work." Dressed up, opened the door, "You know your youngest daughter's temper. If you talk to her with this attitude, you won't get any answer you want. If she is forced, she will run away from home again, making you unable to find anyone for half a year, see if you are anxious or not."

At the distillery gate, Zhou Andong shrank his neck, lowered his head, and circled around, stomping his feet constantly: "It's fucking cold."

Jiang Yuyue stood on the side, watching Zhou Andong with her arms crossed, smiling without saying a word.

"Fuck!" Looking up unintentionally, seeing Jiang Yuyue in front of him, he was startled: "When did you arrive, why didn't you make a sound."

Jiang Yuyue laughed loudly: "Tasted the feeling of being frozen standing here, right."

Zhou Andong glared at Jiang Yuyue fiercely: "Let's go!"

Jiang Yuyue said: "I haven't eaten yet."

Zhou Andong said helplessly: "Go to the mutton soup restaurant opposite, their siu mai is also very good."

"Good!" Jiang Yuyue was also a foodie, as long as it was edible, there was nothing she didn't eat.

"How is it, the taste is not bad, right." Zhou Andong drank a bowl of mutton soup, and his body warmed up.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm!" Jiang Yuyue swallowed the food in her mouth. "What are you borrowing the video camera for?"

Zhou Andong took out a cigarette and lit it: "Do you want to take revenge for your classmate's sister?"

Jiang Yuyue's eyes lit up: "How to do it?"

Zhou Andong said: "Just have a video camera."

Jiang Yuyue asked suspiciously: "Just have a video camera?"

Zhou Andong said dissatisfiedly: "Don't say it's not okay in front of men."

Jiang Yuyue didn't understand, otherwise she would have scratched his face full of flowers: "Then what are we waiting for, let's go."

Paid the bill, the two walked out of the mutton soup restaurant, Jiang Yuyue asked: "Where to?"

Zhou Andong said: "Of course, go to Zhao Jianlong's game hall, the biggest one on *** Street."

Zhongyangdajie is the most prosperous street in Jiangchuan. Zhao Jianlong's biggest game hall is in the middle section of Zhongyangdajie, with two floors, over one thousand square meters.

Zhou Andong was carrying a black plastic bag in his hand, the video camera lens was exposed in a hole in the plastic bag, and he could still see the green work light flashing.

If this were more than ten years later, a seven or eight-year-old child would know he was filming secretly and would definitely report it to the police uncle. But now, few people know what secret filming is, and they wouldn't care if they saw it.

"Roar-you-root", "Ah-dou-root"

Zhou Andong just walked in, the familiar electronic music sound and fighting sound, and the sound of slapping buttons, instantly rushed into his ears.

"Fuck!" A twelve or thirteen-year-old kid, with a cigarette in his mouth, "Brother Qiang, what kind of broken machine is this? I just played for less than ten minutes, and it swallowed three of my coins in a row."

A guy wearing leather clothes and pants, with long hair, walked over: "I've told you eight hundred times, this machine is no good, you insist on playing, who can you blame."

"Fuck, no coins left." The kid cursed with resentment.

A little thing of similar age next to him said: "I still have two, let's go upstairs to play slot machines and try our luck."

"Let's go!" The two guys ran toward the stairs.

Jiang Yuyue was in such a place for the first time. As soon as she came in, she felt that it was foul and smoky. Especially seeing underage children, with cigarettes in their mouths, cursing, she frowned.

"These are all children. It's one thing for them not to go to school and run here to play games, but they actually smoke and use dirty words. How can it be like this."

Zhou Andong said helplessly: "Most of these children are skipping classes and throwing their meager pocket money here. Some even steal money from home and run here to play slot machines. What we are going to do today is to record all of this."

Jiang Yuyue looked around and lowered her voice again: "Record it to report Zhao Jianlong?"

Zhou Andong shook his head: "If reporting was useful, this place would have been sealed long ago."

Jiang Yuyue asked: "Then why record these?"

Zhou Andong smiled: "You'll know when the time comes. Go buy a few coins, so as not to let the watchers suspect."

"Good!" Jiang Yuyue agreed, walked to the cashier, a fat man who could be over two hundred pounds, was dozing off inside, drool flowing on his lapel, wetting a large piece.

"I want to buy ten yuan of coins." Jiang Yuyue took out ten yuan from her bag and threw it on the bar.

Hearing someone shout, the fat man was startled, staring with fierce eyes, and lifted his head abruptly: "Motherfucker, calling blindly for nothing..."

When he saw Jiang Yuyue's face clearly, his eyes went straight, and he swallowed the words back, then gave a silly laugh. That straight gaze was full of desire, as if he wanted to *** Jiang Yuyue, and then swallow her in one bite.

"Beauty, chat with brother for a while, I don't want this ten yuan, you can take as many coins as you want."

Jiang Yuyue's face turned cold, and with a bang, she threw the bag she was carrying onto the bar, startling the fat man: "Do you know how much this bag is worth?"

Before the fat man could react, Jiang Yuyue continued: "Over four hundred, and it's US dollars. Do you think I'm short of your two-cent coin money?"

The fat man was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed loudly: "So it's still a female tiger." Saying that, he counted a few game coins from the tray and put them on the bar. "Take them!"

Jiang Yuyue reached out to take the coins, but the fat man suddenly grabbed her hand, saying with a lewd smile: "I just like little female tigers like you, accompany brother to play." ===== CHAPTER 22 =====