The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 385 It's Too Late, It's Too Late
Song Ye used to think that in this day and age, people still use watermelon knives and steel pipes to deal with things more, and there are not many opportunities to touch guns after the establishment of the night gang.But after dealing with Le Siyu these two days, she realized that it wasn't that the development of the times didn't allow it, but that she didn't find the right way before.

As soon as this army-fire took over, the chances of seeing someone else draw a gun every now and then skyrocketed.

Therefore, when she saw a gun on her forehead, her first reaction was not to tremble with fear, but to feel excited and itchy.

Almost subconsciously, when his forehead touched the coolness of the metal, Song Ye squeezed the opponent's tiger's mouth with his backhand, his wrist turned, and the tiger's jaw of the visitor was turned outwards. fell into the hands of the opponent.

After Song Ye hooked her index finger and spun the pistol a few times in front of her, she turned her eyes to the other person's face. After a look, she didn't even show her expression, and her tone was extremely cold, "It's you .”

puff.

What do you mean?What is this response?
The gloomy man was about to vomit blood from anger, one arm was still hanging, and the other hand was sprained by the opponent just now, and now the pain was cramping and he wanted to scratch the wall, but the opponent was neither cold nor cold, so he gave him such a sentence .

"Your name is Song Ye?" After holding back for a long time, the gloomy man managed to squeeze out this sentence.

Song Ye's indifferent eyebrows swept over, "Is there something wrong?" She didn't think she had a friendship with the other party at the bathroom door.

Listening to her cold tone and nonchalant attitude, if the other party was not holding his gun in his hand, the gloomy man would really think that he was dreaming when he pointed the gun at her head just now.

But now that both of his hands were injured, and his gun was robbed again, and he spoke harshly again, it looked like he was looking for a beating.

For a moment, he was caught in a dilemma by this question and didn't know how to react.

Song Ye didn't want to argue with him. Seeing that the other party was being beaten today, and thinking about being in this industry, he was also dependent on others. With a stretch of his arm, he directly pressed the gun back to the other party's chest, with a piece of advice, "Let's go now, it's late, just leave now." That's too late."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether the other party could understand or not, he turned around and went back to the private room.

The gloomy man stood there in a daze until Song Ye's back disappeared around the corner, and he kept thinking about what the other person said.

If it's too late, it's too late.

As soon as he entered the room, Song Ye noticed that the eyes of several people around him looked over, if there was nothing, there was a hidden meaning.

"Haha, our little genius is back. Come on, come on, he performed outstandingly today. Uncles will have a drink with you. If you can't drink, you can replace the bar with tea." It was a world of difference from the first meeting.

As soon as he stood up, the other three also held wine glasses to salute her, with shy smiles and more inquiring eyes.

After handing over the note just now, she made an excuse to go to the bathroom. Naturally, she had already read the content. At this moment, the four of them toasted toast, just to see her attitude.

Which side does Song Ye prefer?

Of course, Le Siyu was also watching. Although he was sitting still, his inner fluctuations were no less than others.

Every year, everyone tries their best to find a good shooter. A sharpshooter like Song Ye is hard to come by. With her in charge, the share ratio is guaranteed.

Such talents are a huge temptation for one side, but they are highly toxic arsenic blocking the way for the other side.

He has not been in contact with Song Ye for a long time, and he can also conclude that his brother and this classmate are definitely not the same, even if they are not at the same level in terms of IQ.

Therefore, he also has no idea what choice Song Ye will make.

Facing the kindness of the stars Gongyue in front of him, Song Ye picked up his teacup, took a sip slowly, and said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, I was just invited by the boss to take money from others to do business."

Having said that, she still sat quietly beside Le Siyu, and the meaning of refusing the olive branch was already obvious.

Everyone's hearts were blocked, and their faces were a little stiff.

Le Siyu breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes swept over the four people present, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Song Ye can be loved by everyone, I thank you for him, I don't think it's too early Alright, come here today."

While speaking, Le Siyu got up and gave Song Ye a look at the same time. The latter understood and followed behind and planned to leave.

But before their footsteps reached the gate, the bald man's loud voice suddenly came from behind, "It's a rare encounter, we all plan to have a good time in Shishi for a few days, and let Lao Le be your guide by the way. It's all booked for you, you won't lose face."

Le Siyu paused in his footsteps, with his back turned to everyone's face, a trace of evil flashed across his face, and then turned around in a flash, but his face was already full of smiles, "Since it's all settled, don't waste it, come to Shishi, of course I will do it." Dong, have a good night's rest, tomorrow's schedule will be arranged by me."

"Hehe, that's good." The bald man gulped down the drink in his hand, with a hypocritical smile on his face, "Tonight, I wish Boss Le a sweet dream."

There was a hoarseness at the end of the voice, which sounded obscure.

Le Siyu led Song Ye out of the room, and when passing the corner, he suddenly quickened his pace, and whispered to Song Ye who was beside him, "Don't stay here tonight, I'll let the driver take you first Go back, it's best not to leave school recently."

He spoke very fast, entered the elevator, and when he saw the man in black outside the door at the moment of closing, his heart sank.

After arriving at the lobby on the first floor, Le Siyu went upstairs with a sullen face after watching Song Ye get in the car and leave.

"Mr. Le, your room is here. If you need anything, just ask." The waiter respectfully led Le Siyu to the door with a wide smile.

"Well, go down, go downstairs and call some girls with better massage skills, clean and beautiful." Le Siyu frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with the gender of the waiter, and waved his hand to dismiss him quickly.

"Hehe, okay, please wait a moment." The waiter understood, with a hint of ambiguity in his smile, and then turned and left.

And when the other party turned around the corridor, Le Siyu's fingertips that were originally on the doorknob instantly retracted, looked left and right, and then quickly ran towards the safe passage on the left with a gloomy expression.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Song Ye, a big baby, has won him benefits, but he is too outstanding. I am afraid that these old foxes will not give up tonight.

And just as he expected, it was supposed to be his private room, but after 10 minutes, it was suddenly opened, and a dozen big men in black rushed out from inside.

(End of this chapter)