Han Dong asked slightly nervously, and almost blurted out "King Chen".
He's not worried about Scar and the others?
What Han Dong is really worried about is Li Baoping.
He didn't care about Tang Zhiyi's little moves, but after all, Li Baoping carried the aura of going to Beijing.
Maybe she was carrying some mission that was detrimental to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang shook his head knowingly and said:
"It's just a little bit worse. If you come a few seconds late, it will be hard to tell."
Han Dong understood what he meant, that there was nothing wrong with Li Baoping, it was just a misunderstanding.
Han Dong let out a sigh of relief, then he simply did his trick, raised his leg and kicked Scar, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you, how dare you disrespect Mr. Chen."
Scar was dumbfounded, but at the same time he also realized that Chen Yang, who had an unspectacular appearance in front of him, was the familiar big shot that Han Dong had asked him to come over to find a chance to become a familiar figure.
His boss's boss's boss.
Where the real opportunity lies.
Without hesitation, Scar knelt down and kowtowed: "Mr. Chen, I was wrong!"
If he, the boss, is like this, why should anyone else say it?
The tall and handsome men in the box all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Chen Yang to admit his mistake.
Li Baoping was dumbfounded, what on earth is going on?
"Mr. Chen, your friend was hurt because of my poor hospitality. Please forgive me. Today's meal is all mine."
Han Dong gave a full show of expressions.
As he spoke, he bent down and bowed deeply to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang said indifferently: "I just invited Miss Li to have a meal. I am not familiar with these people, let alone friends."
Li Baoping suddenly realized that Chen Yang was not bragging before!
He really made a reservation for Tianzi No. 1 box, and it was reserved by Han Dong himself!
Thinking of this, Li Baoping couldn't help but blush.
However, she couldn't understand why Han Dong was so respectful to Chen Yang.
After all, Han Dong is also a subordinate of the Chen family in Shangjing. The real princes in Xiajiang City are the direct descendants of the Chen family in Shangjing. Han Dong also has face here.
He's not really a big shot in the Chen family in Beijing. It's not easy to even give him a smile, let alone shouting at him.
"Could it be..."
Li Baoping took a serious look at Chen Yang, who had a casual look on his face, and guessed: "What does he have to do with the big shots of the Chen family in Beijing?"
"Yes, his surname is also Chen. He may be a branch of the Chen family in Xiajiang City. He is close to the water. He may have the favor of a big shot in the Chen family."
Li Baoping was a little annoyed, feeling that he did not recognize people with his own eyes and was swayed by his previous prejudices.
The meal was almost done, and there were still people lying on the ground, so naturally we couldn't eat any more.
Chen Yang acted as if he hadn't seen them, especially Tang Zhiyi, who was wailing for him to be sent to the hospital. Chen Yang plucked his ears and didn't hear, and warmly invited Li Baoping to go home.
"Wan'er has almost finished her work. She is waiting for you at home."
"How about staying at home at night? The environment is better than the environment outside."
Li Baoping was startled by Chen Yang's invitation.
Generally speaking, it is rare to invite people to stay at home, and the same is true for friends who come from far away.
There are generally only two types of people who have this habit.
One is from the countryside at the bottom, and the other is from the upper echelons of power.
Li Baoping didn't think about which kind Chen Yang was, and responded with a smile.
Then, with Han Dong's courtesy and Scar's driving gift, Li Baoping walked out of Gu Yuezhai with a strange expression and headed to the embassy's residence.