The back seat window of the Rolls-Royce fell silently. In the car, Hong Sihai, the oldest brother in Xijing, looked at Yang Chen with a smile, and said to his subordinate: "It's so rude, please remember it, and I will talk to Yang Chen in the future."
Speak politely."
"Yes, boss."
The short-haired hunk nodded and bowed to Hong Sihai, then turned around and apologized to Yang Chen. Yang Chen looked at Hong Sihai in the car calmly, not interested in arguing with a small character like the short-haired hunk.
"Young Master Yang, Paradise Entertainment City is my place. I guess you and I have a little misunderstanding. Let's get in the car first and let's have a good chat." Hong Sihai simply got straight to the point and didn't talk nonsense.
This Xijing boss has been put through a lot these days.
The police and the fire brigade visited several bars and nightclubs under his name one after another, but he was helpless. He knew the former mayor, and Zhou Kui, the former police chief, was his iron man. The former took a back seat, and the latter was arrested by the disciplinary committee. Now the city
Chief, he can't speak. If he continues to be tortured like this, losing money is a trivial matter. He is afraid that his reputation will be ruined and he will be embarrassed to hang out on the street.
In fact, at first, Hong Sihai didn't believe that Yang Chen, who came to Xijing to study at university from a young age, had the ability to deal with him. Later, through connections, he was confirmed to be Yang Chen, which really surprised him.
"I'm not interested in talking to you alone. Call out the big brothers who are embarrassing Fubon Group, and I'll talk to you again." Yang Chen smiled coldly. He was no longer in a hurry to talk as he was already a guest. He wanted to leave.
The bancun young man blocked his way again, with a bad look on his face.
"Get out of the way." Yang Chen said tepidly.
"Young Master Yang, my boss didn't let you go." The tall and tough men faced each other. The students watching held their breaths and concentrated, and most of them thought they were in for a good show.
Yang Chen was happy, and the tough man also sneered.
"I've stepped on you too many times and I'm not interested. Get out of the way." Yang Chen suddenly stopped smiling as he spoke, patted the tough man's face unscrupulously, then pushed him away and walked away.
The tough man gritted his teeth and wanted to take action, but Hong Sihai in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce stopped him with words: "Old Hei and more than a hundred people can't keep him since he was drugged. How can you be a hero by yourself? Get in the car and leave."
"
The hunky man glared at Yang Chen who was drifting away, and got into the passenger seat of the Rolls-Royce with great frustration. Hong Sihai's bare forehead in the back seat always felt that he had seen Yang Chen somewhere, and for a moment he thought
Can't get up.
"What do you call the boy who left? He seems pretty fierce."
"She should be an old student of our school, but she doesn't look like a student."
After the Rolls-Royce car had gone away, the freshmen were talking a lot. Some old students couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out to despise the new students for being rare and weird. They also pointed out Yang Chen's identity.
A great figure in Ning Dynasty.
Founder of Lianzhi Company.
Kung Fu is so powerful that one can defeat a hundred.
Basketball and football player, game master.
Most of the freshmen scoffed after hearing what the old students said. This guy is not a college student. He is clearly a superman. Who are you bluffing?
Yang Chen, who asked for leave at the beginning of the school year, still did not plan to cancel his leave and go to class today. He first called Shen Yue to report that he was safe, then called Shitou to chat for a few words, and finally went to the professor building in the family area of Ning University and drove Nalan Tongtong's car.
An Aston Martin sports car that has been sitting idle in a garage for some time.
Xiao Nizi went to the UK to study, but left all the luxury cars and car keys behind, obviously for Yang Chen to use. Obviously, her heart has not left.
Yang Chen, who is not sentimental, can't help but get emotional when driving this Aston Martin sports car. He wonders if Xiao Nizi is doing well in a foreign country.
Tongtong, your man has always loved you deeply. Even if one day you really give up and choose to let go, no one can take your place.
Yang Chen thought silently.
His deep eyes reveal a sadness that can make a woman feel sad.
Walking among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touched him. The affectionate and righteous Yang Chen could not be this free and easy.
The white Aston Martin sports car swaggered through the city. The handsome face looming in the half-downed window made many young girls think about it. The car finally drove into the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University, the top tertiary hospital in the provincial capital, and the special care unit of the inpatient department. Shitou was guarding
Looking at Xiao Tie who had saved his life, he reluctantly smiled when he saw Yang Chen coming in.
Yang Chen walked to the bedside, looked at Xiao Tie who was sleeping soundly, and asked Shitou, "How is Xiao Tie?"
"My name is saved, my right hand still has hope of recovery, my left hand and both feet are disabled, and I have to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair." Shitou sighed, not only feeling deeply guilty, but also hating Hong Sihai's gang of thugs.
"It's a pity, he's quite a man." Yang Chen felt sorry for Xiao Tie, but also worried slightly, fearing that one day Shitou would be lying on a hospital bed like Xiao Tie, and he would have to pay it back sooner or later if he came out to live a good life. This is not just what happens in movies and TV shows.
The lines are the true meaning derived from countless bloody examples.
Yang Chen pondered for a moment and said, "Hong Sihai came to see me today and wanted to talk."
"Okay, I'm waiting for them..." Shi Shi gritted his teeth and showed murderous intent.
"It's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies." Yang Chen turned around and patted Shitou on the shoulder, which was meaningful. Shitou gritted his teeth and nodded, knowing what he meant by being petty, as he was afraid that he would make too many enemies.
"But... what should be taken back must be taken back twice as much." Yang Chen narrowed his eyes and added, his temperament suddenly turned gloomy, Shitou smiled, Yang Zi is still the same Yang Zi as before, no matter who the opponent is, he will never
Suffer!
noon.
Yang Chen and Shitou were planning to find a restaurant near the hospital to have a meal when Hong Sihai called Yang Chen's mobile phone and asked Yang Chen to meet at Wanghe Tower at four o'clock in the afternoon. Several top brothers in Xijing would be here by then.
After answering the phone, Yang Chen sneered, knowing that in the afternoon at Wanghe Tower it would be more than just drinking tea and chatting. The narrator was already ready to make a move and couldn't wait to meet the top gangsters in Xijing.
Wanghe Tower is located on the bank of the East River that divides the urban area into two. The three-story building, with cornices and hanging corners, green tiles and red walls, carved beams and painted buildings, has an antique flavor that complements the ancient buildings of the Xijing Governor's Yamen behind it.
However, this Wanghe Tower is not a historical site from the late Ming Dynasty. It is the leading teahouse in Xijing. The owner has been with Hong Sihai for more than ten years, and he is considered to be well-known in the world.
Just after noon, Wanghe Tower put up a sign saying it was closed for business. People who were used to coming here to drink tea in the afternoon didn’t want to go in vain because they didn’t know why. They gathered more and more and began to question the waiter blocking customers at the door. At this time,
A BMW 750 with an extended wheelbase rushed over at a speed of well over 70 yards with the arrogance of killing anyone.
People surrounding the entrance of the tea house screamed and fled.
The BMW 750 suddenly braked to a stop, and then five strong men got out, looking at passers-by and coaxing them. The leader was a bald man, wearing pointed shoes, narrow pants, a black T-shirt, large sunglasses and a gold chain as thick as his little finger.
Without waiting for the frightened people to accuse him, he unscrupulously pointed at everyone, "Get out of my way. I will kill anyone who blocks my boss's way."
The people who came to drink tea immediately understood that this guy was definitely not a good person, so they swallowed their anger and left. The arrogant bald man took off his big sunglasses, looked at the people who were walking away, and said with a disdainful smile: "Damn, all of them are still here.
