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Chapter 395: The Boss' Woman

The police station did not open a case.

The farce that almost ended with a knife and blood but ended in nothing. After the bald man called to ask for help from his backers, he actually apologized to the five handsome fitness coaches who had made him disgraced. He almost suffered internal injuries and was cheered by the mob. They looked at each other in disbelief.

You must know that the backer behind the bald man is one of the most powerful men on the streets of Hangzhou.

The people at the police station went through the motions and severely criticized both parties, and the matter came to an end. This ending seemed to be the most harmonious for the police station and both parties in the fight.

After saying a tepid farewell to the leader of the police station, the handsome old man glanced coldly at Brother Yang Chenliang and the others, walked towards the Mercedes-Benz S600, opened the passenger door, and got in.

"It's so fucking cool..." Azhuo muttered in a low voice, sighing with emotion. In his opinion, the handsome old man's indifference towards the rest of them was a matter of course. This was called awesomeness.

Nan Bing and Zhang Yueshen nodded in agreement, fascinated.

Even mediocre men with no ambitions will inevitably covet the elegance of those in power, not to mention that all three of them have dreams of getting ahead.

Brother Liang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved. Although he had a big backer like Mr. Shen, he didn't know who the other party was. He was a little nervous before. He looked sideways at Yang Chen beside him. The young Yang Chen was still calm and calm. , it seems that this guy has never been nervous from beginning to end.

Being crazy or not understanding the dangers of society...Brother Liang is full of doubts. Based on his understanding of Yang Chen, these two points have nothing to do with Yang Chen.

What is the source of this kid’s confidence?

Brother Liang was puzzled.

At this time, the Mercedes-Benz S600 turned around and lowered the rear seat window, revealing a beautiful face that would make most men stunned and make their hearts beat faster.

Mr. Shen.

Yang Chen recognized who was occupying the back seat alone.

Azhuo, the stickman whose eyes light up when he sees a beautiful woman, is now as pious and humble as a believer who has been observing the law for many years. Nan Bing and Zhang Yue also looked pious, but Mr. Shen in the car only nodded slightly towards Brother Liang, and then the car window rose. , tightly covering all kinds of charms of the former most beautiful woman in Hangzhou.

Mercedes-Benz S600 is drifting away.

Except for Yang Chen, several people watched in confusion.

"Here you the car keys, the car is over there." The policeman who drove back the Adro Mercedes-Benz GLK300 interrupted everyone's thoughts. Yang Chen still drove the GLK300 and drove away from the Beishan Police Station.

"What's going on? Is this it?"

The men who had failed to kill but were beaten gathered around the bald man with an ugly face. They couldn't wait to ask questions, and they were all confused and aggrieved.

"Don't you know that man?" The bald man looked around at the people around him with cold eyes. The gray-faced men shook their heads in confusion. The cool old man was obviously from two different worlds. How could they know each other? .

The bald man narrowed his eyes and said quietly: "Zhang Runan, Ma Xiaofeng's number one lackey."

A dozen rough men were all shocked when they heard about the mysterious man's origins. The two horses in Hangzhou were Ma Yun and Ma Xiaofeng. The former was well known to the world, but the latter had been feared by the locals for twenty years.

People who don't know Ma Xiaofeng may think that there is no comparison between the two, but in the eyes of the locals, the two men, both of whom have legendary lives, are indistinguishable.

One is a Zhejiang business leader.

One is a gangster from Jiangsu and Zhejiang who has been cleansed, with assets worth tens of billions.

Zhang Runan, a big brother figure in Hangzhou and Ma Xiaofeng's underworld spokesperson.

For these reckless bald men, Zhang Runan's reputation alone is enough to make them feel confused and breathless, while Ma Xiaofeng is more like an unreachable legend.

"Third Master is scared. If I don't do this, what else can I do?" the bald man asked. After the people around him were speechless, he walked away slowly with a gloomy face.

This guy just couldn't hold back and didn't reveal the secret he heard from the third master.

Ma Xiaofeng has been fighting for too long, and there are too many people who are dissatisfied and unwilling to continue pretending to be grandsons with their tail between their legs. Now there is only an opportunity to attack in groups.

The ants kill the elephant.

Mr. San and his gang are all hungry wolves!

……………………

Yang Chen drove the GLK300 all the way to the west and sent Brother Liang home first.

Azhuo, who was in the passenger seat, turned around and looked at Brother Liang, who was crowded in the back seat, and curiously asked: "Who was that awesome man who stood up for us just now?"

Brother Liang said: "Zhang Runan..."

"Holy shit, he is Zhang Runan, the number one gangster in Hangzhou?" Azhuo was shocked when he heard the explosive news, and Nan Bing and Zhang Yue were also in awe.

"So, the people behind Mr. Shen... take both sides." Yang Chen drove the car and spoke in a leisurely manner. A Zhuo nodded hurriedly. As a local, he knew some of the local secrets.

One leaf falls and one knows autumn.

Brother Liang secretly praised Yang Chen.

Yang Chen glanced at Brother Liang from the rearview mirror in the car and speculated that Brother Liang was probably a person with a story. If he was just a senior employee of MedFi, Mr. Shen would not be so concerned.

It's not that Yang Chen suspected that Brother Liang and Mr. Shen were having sex.

Mr. Shen's care for Brother Liang is more like a reward.

Xin'an Jiayuan, the community where Brother Liang lives, is a relatively remote community near Xixi Wetland, but owning a three-bedroom house here still makes Zhang Yue, Nan Bing, who is worried about buying a house, sigh with emotion.

"Brother Liang's house is worth two and a half million. Many people can't live up to it in their lifetime. My wife is virtuous and my son is smart. I envy you. We earn 18,000 a month, which is not a small amount. But the damn moonlight doesn't matter. It's time to survive." Nan Bing looked at Brother Liang who walked into the unit door, sighing.

Azhuo said with a smile: "Find a rich woman."

"Do you think we are all as shameless as you?" Zhang Yue teased Azhuo with a smile.

"I call this redemption through curves." Azhuo pouted in disapproval, amusing everyone.

They were joking all the way, and Yang Chen occasionally chatted a few words. After seeing everyone off, he took a taxi from the community where A Zhuo rented a house and returned home at around two o'clock in the morning.

A fulfilling and noisy day was spent like this.

For half a year, the routine life continued, practicing, exercising, going to work, being teased by Yaoyao Guoli, life seemed to remain the same.

Five days later, Mr. Shen, who rarely appeared in Medfields, suddenly called Brother Liang and asked to treat the coaches to a meal. The meal was scheduled to be at the Ziwei Chinese Restaurant of the West Lake State Guesthouse.

West Lake State Guesthouse.

It is known as the first famous garden in West Lake.

It was once a favorite place for the great founding fathers and great men who visited the south.

In the hall of the guild hall, Yang Chen, who was patrolling the hall, looked at the cheerful expressions of his colleagues, laughed it off, and continued to be busy as usual.

In the evening, Mr. Shen sent two seven-seater Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles to pick up people. Medifei suspended its business. A dozen people took the bus to the West Lake State Guesthouse beside Yanggongdi. After getting off the bus, the group was led by the hotel managers Luo Pingping and Brother Liang. Walking into the restaurant, Ziwei Hall, one of the specialty restaurants in Hangzhou, is not big and compact with six or seven tables squeezed into it.

"Mr. Shen needs to take care of some things. He will be here in a moment." Luo Pingping sat down with everyone, stood up with a smile, and explained to Mr. Shen. People nodded in understanding.

Big names often appear last.


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