In particular, Yang Jincheng seemed to acquiesce in the actions of the rich second generation, which frightened Luo Daichun to the extreme.
Seeing a group of rich second-generation people coming around with ferocious smiles, Luo Daichun suddenly threw Yan Jiani on the bed and stepped aside: "It has nothing to do with me...I, I don't know this person!"
Jiang Zhihao glanced at her, needless to say, he was disgusted. He didn't expect Yan Jiani's cousin to be so miserable.
Luo Daichun felt Jiang Zhihao's contempt, and she knew that other people's impression of her would not be much better. But in this case, she really couldn't make progress and retreat together with Jiang Zhihao and Yan Jiani.
Why do you want to wade into this muddy water when it obviously has nothing to do with you?
When these second-generation rich people were approaching, Jiang Zhihao suddenly said: "Mr. Yang, how is Mr. Guan doing lately?"
Hearing Jiang Zhihao's question, Yang Jincheng's face suddenly changed slightly. He waved his hand, and the security guards immediately rushed forward and stopped the rich second generation.
"Uncle Yang, what are you doing?" a group of people asked in confusion.
Yang Jincheng ignored them, only looked at Jiang Zhihao, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know Mr. Guan?"
"We know each other, so to speak, and I know something that Mr. Guan is very concerned about. If possible, I suggest finding a quiet place to discuss in detail." Jiang Zhihao said.
Yang Jincheng couldn't tell that Jiang Zhihao wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape from danger, but he didn't dare to blame the old man for it.
Although Jiang Zhihao once used his name to sneak into private clubs, it is impossible for ordinary people to know his relationship with Mr. Guan.
So this guy must have some background!
Thinking of this, Yang Jincheng said: "Everyone, get out."
"Uncle Yang..." A second-generation rich man gritted his teeth and said, "You can't believe this guy, he must be lying to you. Mr. Tang was beaten like that. If he doesn't give an explanation, Uncle Tang
I’ll be very unhappy.”
Before he finished speaking, Yang Jincheng went up to him with a big mouth and said sternly: "How dare you use Tang Dongyao to suppress me?"
The rich second-generation man was beaten so hard that he covered his face with panic. Yang Jincheng's evil spirit was not in vain. When he was young, he once held two swords and was stained with blood.
It is so famous that it still gives countless people nightmares.
Moreover, he had a competitive relationship with Tang Dongyao in the past. If you use the name Tang to talk about things, it is tantamount to violating his taboo.
He could have given an explanation to the Tang family, but he could not do so now, otherwise it would appear that he, Yang Jincheng, was afraid of Tang Dongyao.
"Get out of here!" Yang Jincheng said in a deep voice.
How dare these people say anything else? They were pushed out by the security guards. Even Luo Daichun was driven away.
After closing the door with his own hands and locking it, Yang Jincheng looked at Jiang Zhihao, who was a few meters away, and said, "You can speak now, but I advise you to be cautious. If what you say is not what I want to hear, you will regret it very much.
"
Jiang Zhihao didn't have any worries and said: "I know where the person Mr. Guan is looking for is."
As soon as these words came out, Yang Jincheng was startled, and then his expression changed greatly.
From initial shock to surprise, it's like a face-changing trick.
"You even know this?" Yang Jincheng said in surprise.
Mr. Guan was once his big brother. In the process of making Yang Jincheng's fortune, Mr. Guan was always there to support him.