Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 474 I will not touch this kind of dirty thing

The voices outside were fast and urgent, and a cold look flashed between Sister Hong's eyebrows, like frost falling in winter.

Put the wine glass on the table, stand up and walk towards the door.

The clacking sound of high-heeled shoes hit the stairs, and Sister Hong walked down from above, looking at the messy situation below, she raised her voice, "What's wrong?"

After everyone heard Sister Hong's voice, they temporarily stopped their commotion and turned to look at the stairs.

Standing on the stairs is a woman in a red dress, sexy and seductive, the red makes the woman's cold white skin more fair, under the light, there are white halos flashing, the red dress is an inch below the knee , revealing a slender calf and ankle.

Sister Hong walked down the stairs, her long wavy hair shaking in dazzling ripples on her back as she walked.

"Miss Boss, isn't your bar clean?"

The person who spoke was a bald man, wearing a white vest and a black coat, with his right hand on his left leg, his feet dangling in mid-air, he raised his eyes to look at Sister Hong, his tone was lazy, with a bit of stinginess.

Sister Hong calmly sat on the side sofa, with her elbows resting on the armrest of the sofa, and she was soft and seductive when she spoke: "Speaking is about evidence, this boss, if you touch your mouth up and down, it's slander .”

The bald man raised his hand to touch his bald head, laughed a few times, and raised his chin at the young man next to him.

Xiao Luo understood and threw the things in his hands on the table in front of him.

Sister Hong lowered her eyes and took a look. There were several packages on the table, and the contents were powder.

Sister Hong smiled inexplicably, raised her hand and hooked her fingers towards the rear right. The people behind understood and handed her the lady's cigarette.

Sister Hong held the cigarette between her fingers. Her pale fingers were paired with bright red nail polish, making her fairer and more delicate. The person behind lit a cigarette for her. Sister Hong took a sip. , showing a bit of mature charm.

"Everyone knows that my Xingchen Bar receives guests from all over the world. There are people from all walks of life. My sister Hong is not a good person, though."

Miss Hong paused, pinched the small white plastic bag on the table with her slender fingertips, looked at the contents, sneered, burned a small hole in the middle with a cigarette, and then threw it aside In the trash can, he shook his head, his voice was light but with a bit of rebelliousness: "I don't touch such dirty things."

"Sister Hong, this is not right, this thing appeared in your bar."

Sister Hong curled her lips into a smile, bent her seductive fox eyes, and leaned back: "I want to ask, where did I find it?"

The bald man looked at Sister Hong and snorted, with a bit of contempt and contempt in his eyes.

"It seems that Miss Hong is not going to admit it."

"Since it's not the bar's problem, why should I admit it?"

"Since both sides insist on their own opinions, Ah San."

"Miss Hong."

The man on the right back took a step forward, bowing his head respectfully.

"Check the surveillance video. If it turns out it's someone from the bar, break an arm. If it turns out it's someone else's slander."

Sister Hong raised her eyebrows, and looked at the bald man with a little gloom in her eyes, like a dark cloud that suddenly enveloped her.

"Then don't blame me, Miss Hong, for being rude."

"Yes."

After the man named Ah San heard about it, he raised his foot and prepared to leave to check the monitoring.

(End of this chapter)