Seeing Yu Meng and Zhou Jingfeng walking out side by side, Yang Ling was slightly startled and quickly winked at Zhou Jingfeng, fearing that he would be exposed by saying hello to her.
Zhou Jingfeng smiled contentedly and said nothing, just glanced at him lightly.
Along the way, Yu Meng and Zhou Jingfeng were chatting about cooperation, and Yang Ling couldn't get in the middle of the conversation. However, he felt more and more grateful to Zhou Jingfeng. He was worthy of admiration for such a trustworthy person.
When we arrived at the door of the hotel, Zhang Xin was already waiting at the door.
Seeing them getting out of the car, Zhang Xin hurriedly greeted them, "Mr. Yu, Mr. Zhou, please come with me."
Yu Meng nodded slightly, turned to look at Yang Ling, and said, "Go back to the company first. I'll call you when we're done here."
"Okay." Yang Ling responded.
Just as he was about to leave, Zhou Jingfeng stopped him.
"Let's get together, I also want to have a drink with this brother." Zhou Jingfeng said.
Yu Meng was stunned and looked at Yang Ling in surprise, wondering why Zhou Jingfeng invited Yang Ling to sit with him; moreover, the tone of voice sounded like he knew him.
A person who has reached Zhou Jingfeng's status, no matter how easy-going and unassuming he is, will never sit down and have dinner with a bodyguard easily. What's more, he is not from his company.
However, since Zhou Jingfeng had spoken, Yu Meng naturally would not refuse and nodded to Yang Ling to go in with them.
After sitting down in the private room, Yu Meng briefly introduced Zhang Xin and Yang Ling.
But Zhou Jingfeng's performance was very calm, which made Yu Meng more and more curious. Although he deliberately pretended, Yu Meng always felt that they knew each other. However, thinking about it, Yu Meng still thought it was impossible. With Zhou Jingfeng's status, I thought
It was not easy to get to know him.
"I'd like these two drinks. How about Brother Yang having a drink with me?" Zhou Jingfeng looked at him.
Yang Ling laughed helplessly. Zhou Jingfeng was clearly trying to show favor to him. Wasn't this clearly telling Yu Meng that they knew each other?
"I'll be driving soon." Yang Ling refused without mercy.
Zhou Jingfeng didn't feel angry either, he laughed.
"Mr. Zhou asked you to have two drinks with him. You can drink it. I will drive in a while." Zhang Xin said hurriedly.
Zhou Jingfeng is the savior of the Third World Group, and he is counting on his capital injection to solve the urgent needs of the Third World Group. Naturally, Zhang Xin wants to entertain him well and not dare to offend him.
"If you really don't want to, forget it. Mr. Zhou, I'll drink with you." Yu Meng looked at Yang Ling and said.
"I'll do it. But, Mr. Zhou, we have agreed that if we want to drink, we will drink to the fullest and never come home until we are drunk." Yang Ling deliberately provoked him. If he kept staring at him, he would be caught accidentally.
Yu Meng noticed that they knew each other.
As soon as these words came out, both Yu Meng and Zhang Xin were stunned.
Yu Meng glared at him secretly, and quietly pulled Yang Ling's arm under the table to signal him not to talk nonsense. Besides, she didn't think Yang Ling was so imprudent before? Why did he seem a little out of tune today?
However, what they didn't expect was that Zhou Jingfeng was not angry at all.
With a chuckle, Zhou Jingfeng said: "That's what I had in mind, last time..."
In the middle of his words, Zhou Jingfeng quickly swallowed it and continued: "We won't get drunk until we get home."
After the food and drinks were served, Zhou Jingfeng chatted with Yu Meng about the company while drinking with Yang Ling. Maybe Yang Ling wanted to get Zhou Jingfeng drunk on purpose. With two ounces of cups, the two of them basically drank one cup at a time. Within a moment, it was already
Downed two bottles of wine.
Yu Meng did not try to dissuade her any more. She clearly noticed that the relationship between Yang Ling and Zhou Jingfeng seemed a bit ambiguous. She couldn't help but secretly wonder, could the person Zhou Jingfeng was talking about be Yang Ling? But she couldn't figure out what happened to Yang Ling.
Knowing Zhou Jingfeng, how could he have the ability to make Zhou Jingfeng inject capital into the Third World Group at the expense of offending the Ouyang family?
It seems necessary to find an opportunity to ask him properly about these matters.
After drinking a bottle of wine, Zhou Jingfeng was obviously drunk and his speech was a little slurred. However, Zhou Jingfeng did not admit defeat at all and continued to drink with Yang Ling.
Zhang Xin, who was on the side, was obviously a little anxious. Not only did she have to wink at Yu Meng, but if she really got Zhou Jingfeng drunk and accidentally offended him, the promised capital injection would probably be ruined.
However, Yu Meng smiled calmly and ignored it.
Zhang Xin couldn't see anything, but Yu Meng clearly saw some clues.
Not long after, Zhou Jingfeng was drunk and fell asleep on the table.
"Yang Ling, you will send Mr. Zhou to the hotel to have a rest later." Yu Meng warned.
Then, he turned to look at Zhang Xin and said, "Ask the waiter to come over and pay the bill."
Zhang Xin responded, got up and called at the door.
After a while, a waiter came in.
"Who pays the bill?" As he said this, he turned his eyes to Yu Meng and handed over the menu in his hand.
"I'll come." Zhang Xin said.
At this moment, a cold light flashed suddenly, and the waiter stabbed Yu Meng with a sharp knife.
Unprepared, Yu Meng was so frightened that she froze on the spot and was at a loss.
At the critical moment, Yang Ling suddenly kicked out and hit the waiter in the chest. With a "bang", the waiter flew backwards and hit the wall hard.
Although he drank a lot of wine, his observation skills did not diminish at all. He had already noticed something was wrong the moment the waiter walked in. Moreover, the waiter's appearance seemed familiar to him.
Without the slightest pause, Yang Ling leaned forward and punched the opponent's nose hard. The opponent stabbed him with a backhand, and Yang Ling quickly grabbed the opponent's wrist, twisted it, and threw the dagger.
He grabbed his throat and pushed him against the wall.
"Scorpion, are you okay?" Yang Ling said coldly.
The waiter was slightly stunned and looked at him in surprise, "Dragon..., Dragon King?"
"I've been looking for you, and you finally showed up. Where is the Black Fox? Where is your base?" Yang Ling asked angrily, murderous.
"Dragon King, do you think I can say it?" The waiter smiled disdainfully.
"Do you think I can't find you if you don't tell me? I will never let go of my brother's blood feud. Blood debt must be paid with blood. I want you to pay the price with blood and make your life worse than death." Yang Ling thought of the tragic death of his brother.
In the picture, I felt a surge of anger in my chest, and punched him hard in the chest.
Suddenly, the other party screamed, the cracking of ribs could be clearly heard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Yu Meng and Zhang Xin were stunned. No one had ever seen Yang Ling look like this.
At this time, Yang Ling was like Shura from hell, exuding a cold aura, ferocious and terrifying.