Mr. Qian was scolding him there, and he still wanted to scold others: It was clearly Mr. Qian himself who said that Yang Bei was just a country bumpkin who came from the countryside and was the type to bully casually.
That's why You Chicheng just found a few low-life street gangsters to take action.
But who thought Yang Bei was so powerful.
You Chicheng had no choice but to apply for funding again. He also knew several powerful thugs who would definitely be able to take revenge on Yang Bei.
But the money on the other end of the phone was annoying, so he snorted and said, "The banquet at half past five will start in less than four hours. I'm going to give you the money now. Can you find someone to do it in time?"
"this!"
You Chicheng scratched his head and sighed: It takes time to find someone, time to travel, and even more time to beat someone up.
It's really hard to finish in four hours.
Hearing that You Chicheng stopped talking, Mr. Qian said impatiently: "Okay, come back quickly, you pure waste."
After being scolded, You Chicheng did not dare to retaliate at all. He sighed and walked to the roadside and got in the car. When he was about to go back, Yang Bei also came out of the small supermarket.
He walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi: "Master, have you seen the car in front of you? Follow it quietly..."
The driver was a middle-aged man, and his eyes lit up when he heard what he said: "I understand, do you want a gun?"
"right."
Yang Bei nodded: "Anyway, don't alert the enemy."
"okay!"
When people reach middle age, day after day is boring. Yang Bei definitely brings a little excitement to the boring life of the driver master.
After he got in the car, the master asked in a gossipy manner: "Brother, why are you following him?"
"he."
Yang Bei knelt down and said earnestly: "Master, to be honest, this guy is actually a secret agent from Yanjing. That guy is the target of our secret surveillance."
As he said that, he took out his wallet, found a hundred and put it on the dashboard: "As long as you help us complete the task, it will be a great achievement."
"Oh, no wonder you sound like someone from a Beijing movie when you talk."
The master also cooperated, put away the big bills and stepped on the accelerator: "At first glance, you are a good and honest comrade. You don't even have a few big bills in your wallet. Okay, I promise to keep up."
"But let's agree first. If the distance exceeds 100 yuan, how much should you pay? You still have to pay."
After the master added something, he lightly turned the steering wheel and chased after him.
Yang Bei's face twitched: "Master, you still care so much about helping to complete the task?"
"A task is a task, and a transaction is a transaction."
The driver smiled and kept a close eye on You Chicheng's car in front of him.
It must be said that the driver was quite capable. He followed the car as if nothing had happened, but was not discovered.
About twenty minutes later, You Chicheng stopped in a small alley in the city, opened the door and got out of the car, and walked to the door of a bar on the roadside.
The driver also stopped the car and said with a smile: "That's it."
When Yang Bei saw You Chicheng at the door, he was not in a hurry to get out of the car and asked: "Master, what kind of bar is that?"
“Shaolong Bar.”
The chef explained casually: "It's not open now. You have to wait until seven or eight o'clock in the evening. A lot of young men and women like to come here to have fun. I heard that the decoration inside is very good and it is owned by Qian's family. Do you know Qian's family?"
"The Qian family..."
Yang Bei muttered for a while, and when he thought of the name of the bar, his face became a little strange: "It's actually Qian Shaolong?"
The master blinked: "Hey, you're from out of town, but you still know the eldest son of the Qian family?"
Yang Bei curled his lips: "Not only did he know, I also slept with women he couldn't pursue."
Yang Bei said, patting the meter on the dashboard: "Twenty minutes and thirty-two, give me the remaining seventy-eight in quick change."
The master glared at Yang Bei, curled his lips, and muttered while looking for money: "You brag about not drafting, you are so worried about this little money, how can you steal Qian's wife? Besides, aren't you doing the task? Are you still worried about it? So many?”
"A task is a task, and a transaction is a transaction."
Yang Bei stuffed 72 back into his wallet, opened the door and jumped out of the car.
At this stall, You Chicheng was already chatting with the bartender. The two seemed to know each other. After chatting for a few words, You Chicheng was let in.
Standing outside, Yang Bei was also quite surprised by the decoration of Shaolong Bar.
It was quite luxurious, except that the outer walls were covered with gold. Yang Bei stood outside and looked at it for a while, wondering whether to go in, when his cell phone rang.
It was Shen Hongyan's call. As soon as she spoke, she knew she was in a bad mood: "Yang Bei, where did you go?"
"I'm eating out."
Yang Bei pouted: "You can't be hungry in the room, right?"
"Hurry up and come back. I'll take you to sell your clothes and then go to the banquet."
"Okay, got it."
When Yang Bei answered and hung up the phone, he felt the flashing red light of the camera at the door.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the camera and said silently: We'll see.
boom!
In the luxurious private room of Shaolong Bar, a young man in a suit looked at Yang Bei on the monitor and kicked the coffee table: "Damn, a country bumpkin not only slept with my woman, but also attacked me. Are you getting arrogant?!"
You Chicheng, who was next to him, looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit. He twitched the corners of his eyes and said, "This kid is actually following me? Mr. Qian, I'll take someone down and break his legs right now!"
With that said, You Chicheng walked out.
But Qian Shaolong shouted: "Stop!"
"Are you stupid? Why did I ask you to take people to beat him somewhere else? It's because I don't want to be violent!"
Qian Shaolong said impatiently: "Now you take someone with you and beat him up downstairs in my bar. Isn't this self-destruction?"
You Chicheng scratched his head and stopped talking.
Qian Shaolong felt a pain in his head: it was because his subordinates were trash like him, so they couldn't do anything. They couldn't even do something as simple as beating up Yang Bei.
He waved his hand: "Go and do whatever you have to do quickly. I have to prepare to attend the banquet. Damn it, this kid is challenging my face."
"Isn't Shen Hongyan your girl? I have to sleep with her tonight!"
Qian Shaolong gave Yang Bei a middle finger on the screen.
It was less lethal than the middle finger, and it didn’t hurt or itch. When Yang Bei took a taxi back to the hotel again, it was already almost 3:30.
Shen Hongyan took him to the mall to change into straight clothes. After she also changed into formal clothes, she rushed to the hotel where the banquet was held.
This hotel is built along a river and is called Qunying Hotel.
Every time there is a business dinner party in Xiangcheng, it will be held here.
At five o'clock sharp, various luxury cars were already taking their places in front of the Qunying Hotel. The hostesses in short skirts also stood on both sides, showing polite smiles.
At the same time, melodious traditional orchestral music also sounded inside.
Inside, the red carpet paved the way and the fragrance of flowers overflowed, highlighting a high-end one.
It's just a topic that everyone discusses, but it's not very high-end.
Several middle-aged women were chatting together: "Do you think that Shen Hongyan will really come?"
"She? Why does she still have the nerve to come?"
"It's just a backdoor purchase. It has no strength at all. I heard that the products that were sent to us were eliminated in the first round."