"It's a foreigner named Jiang Zhihao!" A rich second generation said: "Uncle Yang from Tenglong Club has blocked him in the room and is probably teaching him a lesson."
Is it Jiang Zhihao again?
Qin Xiuxian didn't say anything more and left quickly.
He had a feeling in his heart that the outsider named Jiang Zhihao was definitely an ordinary person.
If he knew about the extra loan, he should know Tang Dongyao's status in Jiangcheng. Even so, he dared to hurt himself and Tang Dongyao's son like this. Qin Xiuxian didn't believe it if he had no confidence.
He couldn't figure out the details of Jiang Zhihao and where he came from, so he could only go and check the situation first.
When he arrived at the Tenglong Club, Qin Xiuxian was naturally warmly received by the security guards at the door.
"Where's Mr. Yang?" Qin Xiuxian asked.
"Mr. Yang is in a hurry and just left. Are you looking for him? Otherwise, I'll call the driver and ask," the security captain said.
"No need." Qin Xiuxian hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Is there a foreigner named Jiang Zhihao here who injured Tang Difei?"
"Yes, Mr. Qin has also heard about it?"
"Where's that kid? Take me to see him." Perhaps because the security captain looked a little puzzled, Qin Xiuxian explained: "He beat my son too. I have to see who is so bold."
The security captain suddenly realized it and couldn't help but admire Jiang Zhihao. The two most powerful second-generation rich people in Jiangcheng were beaten by you. It's really hard not to die.
"Mr. Yang told me when he went out that no one would be allowed to hurt this kid until he comes back. If Mr. Qin wants to get angry, please be patient and at least wait until Mr. Yang comes back," the security captain reminded.
Qin Xiuxian hummed and said nothing, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
Seeing what the security captain meant, Yang Jincheng not only didn't beat up this kid, but actually protected him?
Why?
What is he going to do when he goes out at this time?
Qin Xiuxian knew in his heart that he might not have a chance to avenge his son. Even he might not be able to get a favor in front of that outsider.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. When he came to the door of the room, he was no longer as straight as before, but slightly lowered, just like his inner posture.
After entering the door, Qin Xiuxian said to the security captain: "Don't come in. Don't worry, I won't do anything to him. If I really want to deal with him, I won't come alone."
The security captain hesitated for a moment, but finally did not dare to refute his face. He nodded and waited at the door.
After locking the door, Qin Xiuxian looked at the young man sitting on the sofa.
What made him even more uneasy was that his arrival did not make the young man show any unexpected expression. The look in his eyes that looked at him seemed unruffled and unusually calm.
Qin Xiuxian hesitated, not knowing how to start the conversation and in what tone.
Just when he was hesitating, Jiang Zhihao said: "Mr. Qin, don't be afraid. If I wanted to expose that matter, you should have been shackled by now. Come and sit."