The Han family's reputation in Rongcheng is also well-known.
It owns several local real estate companies, several large supermarket chains, and several cement industry manufacturing plants. Its assets exceed at least tens of billions!
Han Weihong's father is also the vice president of the Chengdu Business Association and has close ties with senior officials.
In a sense, Han Weihong can barely be regarded as a mover and shaker in Chengdu.
At the beginning, he saw that Fu Yang was followed by a beautiful "maid" like Yashu, and there were also several bodyguards who looked serious and expressionless. He was still worried-could he be a descendant of a big family in the southwest?
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But after hearing the chat between Fu Yang and He Yujie just now, Han Weihong felt relieved.
Because whether it is officialdom or business, these two most powerful fields, there is no family named Fu in southwest China!
So... this guy named Fu Yang must be bluffing. Maybe he is just a second-generation rich man or something? He has tens of millions or hundreds of millions in assets at home, so he is just showing off here!
With confidence in her heart, Han Weihong was no longer afraid. She stepped forward and warned Fu Yang.
Yashu and others who were following behind saw that their master was actually provoked by an ordinary person. They immediately became murderous and sent a direct message to Fu Yang with their spiritual consciousness.
"Master, do you want us to kill this ignorant guy? Anyway, we haven't boarded the plane yet, and we are in Siam. There is no need to worry about killing someone."
Yashu's voice was cold.
In front of Fu Yang, of course she was as obedient as a gentle and clingy kitten. But in front of others, she was naturally the domineering and decisive leader of the Siamese Supernatural Alliance. She was inextricably linked to Siamese senior officials.
The connection. Killing someone at the airport is indeed not a big problem.
What's more, it's impossible for her to do it directly. Who can know about using magic to kill people?
Fu Yang's spiritual consciousness replied: "No need, Yashu. Although this dandy is mentally retarded, he is not guilty enough to die. Also, you are a pretty girl. To ordinary people, you don't have to shout.
Fight and shout to kill. After that, our opponent, the Pantheon Cult, will have the opportunity to kill."
After hearing this, Yashu felt a little embarrassed. She stopped talking and followed him honestly.
But when He Yujie saw Han Weihong coming again, she said angrily: "Why are you clinging to me like a piece of dog skin plaster? Don't think that because your Han family is powerful, you can do whatever you want. I just like chatting with Fu Yang. What's wrong?"
?have a finger in the pie!"
After saying that, he wanted to break free from Han Weihong's hand.
But how could a little girl be a match for a man in terms of strength?
So there is no way to escape.
Ah Huang, who was next to him, got upset and grabbed Han Weihong's collar and pulled him back. At the same time, he clasped his wrist with his other hand and squeezed it gently.
ah!!!
Han Weihong immediately let out a shrill scream like a slaughtered pig. His head was dizzy with pain, and tears and runny nose almost came out. He immediately let go of He Yujie's hand.
Ah Huang pushed again, and he staggered back and hit the wall of the bridge - because at this time, Fu Yang and the others were on the air bridge that normally leads to the first class cabin of the plane. There were other passengers. They saw it.
Everyone was surprised by this scene.
Ah Huang clapped his hands and looked at Han Weihong, who was crying in pain, with disgust: "You dare to threaten my brother with a dog-like thing? I'll blow your dog's head off in a minute."
Ahem...
Fu Yang coughed twice and was a little speechless: "Quality, Ah Huang, pay attention to your quality. With so many people watching, we are all people with status."
However, when he looked at Han Weihong's appearance, he also found it funny.
Ignore it any more.
He Yujie looked at the two of them in surprise, and exaggeratedly put her hands to her mouth and shouted: "Oh my God! You know martial arts? It turns out you are a master. What kind of kung fu did Ah Huang do just now? Is it our Chinese kung fu? Or is it Japanese?
Karate, Taekwondo, etc.? I have liked to practice martial arts since I was a child, but my parents are not allowed to do it. Oh, what a pity."
Well……
Fu Yang was a little speechless. He didn't expect that this innocent and lovely rich girl could also be a violent person.
Soon, they walked across the air bridge and officially boarded the plane.
First-class passengers were each led by a stewardess to sit in their seats. In the 1-2-1 cabin layout of the first-class cabin, Fu Yang and Ah Huang were originally close to each other in the middle.
But He Yujie took Ah Huang's seat and sat down without hesitation. She even stuck out her tongue and made a face at him: "Brother Ah Huang, just go to the seat next to me. By the window, you can still enjoy the scenery!"
All right……
Ah Huang nodded helplessly and could only sit next to him. He asked He Yujie to sit next to Fu Yang.
But as soon as he sat down, he took out his mobile phone and secretly took several photos of Fu Yang and He Yujie who were chatting. Then he quickly put it away, with an evil smile on his face that showed a successful conspiracy.
"Hey hey hey! I struck up a conversation with the little beauty on the plane, and the conversation was lively and lively. I have proof! I will show it to Queen Vico when the time comes. Little Yoko will definitely be beaten to the point where he can't find anything to do. Hey!
Hey, I love seeing him being domestically abused."
This guy Ah Huang is so bad!
The plane hasn't taken off yet.
Han Weihong, who was sitting behind Fu Yang, stood up, leaned into Fu Yang's ear and said, "Let me tell you, don't think that just because you know some martial arts, it's great just because you're good at fighting? It seems like you are gangsters, right? My Han family is in Rongcheng.
On the road, that’s not a vegetarian either.”
oh?
Fu Yang smiled slightly: "How do you know I'm not a super rich second generation?"
"Stop pretending! Not to mention that there is no big shot named Fu in Southwest China, let alone...it doesn't look like you with your temperament. Let me tell you, when you get off the plane later, my dad will drive the only one in Chengdu.
A black Les Royce with license plate numbers all "8" picked me up. I've never seen such a small character like you."
"Tsk, tsk, that's awesome, I'm so scared! I'm still waiting, you're going to kill me when we get to Rongcheng. But now, I'm going to chat with the girl you like. You go and cool off first."
As he spoke, Fu Yang bumped his arm back slightly.
Han Weihong fell back on the leather seat, feeling a dull pain in her chest. She was even more furious!
Along the way, He Yujie kept chatting with Fu Yang. Now, she was even more curious about this handsome young man. He was talking in various ways, wanting to know Fu Yang's identity...
Soon, the plane landed at Rongcheng Airport.
Han Weihong immediately turned on her cell phone and called her father.
"Hello? Dad! Didn't you say that you, Butler Wang, and the others would come to the airport to pick me up in the family's Rolls-Royce and Binny? I've already arrived. And I happened to meet Yu Jie, and we'll come back together...
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He deliberately said it loudly so that He Yujie in front could hear it. He glared angrily, but there was nothing he could do. Because she knew that her father wanted something from Han Weihong's father, and she didn't dare to refuse it too much.
However, what I didn't expect was that Han Weihong's father on the other end of the phone sounded a little apologetic: "Sorry, son, I can't come to the airport to pick you up. A super big shot is coming to Chengdu today, and I have to go and receive him."
What?! Super big shot?
When Han Weihong heard this, she felt very unhappy.
He had been looking forward to his father, who was the vice-president of the Chengdu Business Association, driving his only black Rolls-Royce with a license plate number of all eights to overwhelm Fu Yang.