At half past six, Song Mingming came to the classroom, gave a few instructions, and left in a hurry.
Seeing this, Han Xiaoyu put away her books, picked up her schoolbag and left.
Xu Feifei smacked her lips and said, "Xiao Yu, are you skipping class again?"
"I have something to do."
"Xiaoyu, if you continue like this, your academic performance will not catch up. The college entrance examination will be held next semester. What will you do?"
"It's OK."
After Han Xiaoyu finished speaking, she left without looking back.
Xu Feifei was also helpless.
Han Xiaoyu came to the old place again and climbed over the wall skillfully.
Under the wall, 께杰 squatted beside her with a look of despair, watching her silently.
"Are you going to die? Come and pick me up quickly." Han Xiaoyu shouted.
께傑 was speechless and said: "께雨, I really don't dare to do it anymore. If I continue like this, 꺶哥 will definitely beat me up. Can't you just be quiet for a day?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I really have something to do today."
"Why are you skipping classes?"
"It's the teacher's business, can you please hurry up?"
"What can I do, teacher?"
"I'm lying to you, I can't tell you. You'll know when you go there later. The teacher is at the Dynasty Club now."
"real?"
"Well, I don't know what happened to the teacher. Anyway, the teacher must be in trouble. I want to go and see what's going on and see if I can help the teacher."
"Oh well."
When Xiao Jie heard that Song Mingming was busy, he didn't care about anything else and took Xiao Yu, and the two of them left stealthily.
"Xiao Yu, do you want to tell Brother Xiao?"
"Don't do that. I promised him I wouldn't skip class today."
"Aren't you skipping class?"
"You talk too much nonsense. Hurry up and leave."
Song Mingming drove to the Dynasty Club, a large all-in-one entertainment club nearby.
It is a well-known gray industry in Nanhai, and also an underground industry under the umbrella of Nanhai's No. 1 Youth Gang.
Song Mingming naturally didn't understand the situation here. She entered the club and pressed the elevator button for the third floor.
"Welcome!"
As soon as I opened the door, I saw two teams of men and women standing on both sides of the elevator.
Song Mingming bent over in front of the crowd awkwardly.
"Ma'am, is this a massage or a spa?"
The store manager stepped forward and asked.
Song Mingming replied awkwardly: "I'm looking for you, in room 888."
"Are you looking for Brother Sen?"
“I think so.”
"Please follow me."
Song Mingming followed the store manager through the corridor, all he saw along the way were sexy and tall technicians, as well as dirty talk coming from the room.
Song Mingming was taken to a private room, which was very spacious and had several sofas for rest.
Two brothers in suits and leather shoes were sitting on the sofa.
There was a white curtain in the box. A man with tattoos all over his body was lying naked on a massage bed. A technician in sexy clothes was giving him a spa.
"Brother Sen, I'm here."
Brother Xiao spoke.
"Let her wait."
Brother Xiao gestured to Song Mingming: "Sit down first."
Song Mingming nodded and sat down opposite.
In the private room, either Brother Xiao was smoking or Brother Sen could hear comfortable sounds from time to time.
Song Mingming wanted to escape from here immediately.
Not long after Song Mingming arrived, Han Xiaoyu arrived.
"Walk."
Han Xiaojie was not afraid of the rain and dragged Xiaojie to the third floor.
"Welcome!"
When everyone saw the girls in school uniform, all the poor boys were stunned.
The store manager, adhering to the attitude of treating visitors as guests, asked, "What are you two doing here?"
Wuwu, where has he been here?
Han Xiaoyu was brave enough to say, "Wash your feet."
"Wash your feet? Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure you'll wash your feet."
"Please follow me."
"I want box 889."
“Here.”
The store manager didn't say anything and took Han 께雨놌께傢 to box 889 next to box 888.
After entering the private room, Han Xiaoyu lay down on the massage chair.
"What would you two like to drink? Is there a skilled technician?"
Han Xiaoyu said: "No. We don't need a technician yet. Let's take a break first."
The store manager frowned and said, "If you two are not here to buy anything, please leave immediately."
Han Xiaoyu frowned and said, "Who are you looking down on? Can you pay first?"
"Can."
"how much?"
"Minimum consumption is 399 per person."
“So expensive?”
"Um."
Han Xiaoyu took out his wallet from his schoolbag and counted out eight hundred-dollar bills: "Come back when the time is halfway."
"OK."
Money makes the world go round. When the store manager saw Han Xiaoyu paid, he naturally thought that the customer was the boss.
"Xiao Yu, are you really going to give me money?" Xiao Jie asked in confusion.
Han Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes and smiled: "What's wrong? Wouldn't it be nice to let a beautiful woman wash your feet later?"
께杰 was speechless: "You don't really want to wash your feet, do you?"
"That's not the case. Otherwise, why would the family let us in?"
"You said the teacher is next door?"
"Um."
Han Xiaoyu nodded: "Go and see if there is anything outside. If not, let's eavesdrop. Let's see what happened to the teacher."
"Is this really okay? If the teacher knew we were following her, would she be mad?"
"Don't let the teacher know, idiot."
"All right."
Xiaojie had no choice but to follow Han Xiaoyu's instructions and secretly opened the door of the private room like a thief to see if there was anyone outside.
The third floor is the bathing center, and the private room is in the corner inside, so there will generally be no disturbance.
"No rain, no."
Han Xiaoyu heard that there was no one, so she got up and went outside. Xiaojie followed her and came to the door of the 888 private room carefully.
"Tsk."
Han Xiaoyu said, "Don't make any noise. If someone sees us later, let's just pretend to be chatting outside."
"Uh-huh."
께杰 nodded.
The two of them pricked up their ears and listened nearby.
After finishing the spa in the private room, Brother Sen wrapped in a bathrobe came to see Song Mingming.
His full name is Zhang Sen. He is a loan shark and a leader of the Qing Gang.
Zhang Sen looked at Song Mingming carefully and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, she is indeed beautiful."
As he was talking, he sat down opposite Song Mingming and put his legs on the coffee table.
Pick up the cigarette box on the coffee table and light a cigarette.
Song Mingming took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Sen: "Hello, are you the one who lent money to my father?"
Zhang Sen exhaled a puff of cigarette and snapped his fingers. His brother handed him the contract, and he threw it in front of Song Mingming: "Here is the contract. Song Cheng loaned me 500,000 yuan three months ago."
"To be honest, there's no way to lend money to a gambler like him. Who gave him such a pretty daughter? He's just selling you out."
Song Mingming didn't reply, but took the contract and read it carefully. He found that it was a loan with high interest, and frowned: "Five hundred thousand, and you have to pay back eight hundred thousand in three months? This is a loan with high interest."
"It's written in black and white that your father paid the interest. Isn't it a little late to go back on your word now?"
"I don't have any money. Even if I did, I can't pay back 800,000."
Chen Sen said calmly: "You have to think it over carefully. If you don't pay back the money, don't blame us."
"What do you want?"
"You dare not return my money. If you don't, we will definitely expose you. By then, the entire No. 1 Middle School will be filled with information about your debt. In addition, we will call all your relatives and friends."
"Of course, this is just the beginning. If you don't pay me back, I'll have no choice but to sell you. You're so beautiful, you can get a good price."
"Hahaha……."