Hearing Ding Qiuyi's words, Chen Hao laughed: "Your new love beats me, and you want me to leave? I, Chen Hao, have been living in Yuncheng for so many years, who should I be afraid of?"
Qi Fatty, who was behind, stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Brother, do you want to throw this guy out?"
"Wait a moment."
Long Hao said to Chen Hao: "If you have any ability, just show it. I will give you a chance. If you can make me admit defeat, I will compensate you one million for the slap just now. How about it?"
"One million? That's what you said." Chen Hao's eyes flashed with excitement.
He immediately picked up his cell phone and started calling someone.
Long Hao looked at Ding Qiuyi and said, "When you come downstairs to your house, don't you invite me up for a cup of tea?"
The latter was stunned, then his face turned red and he immediately said: "Okay, yes, but my family is a bit..."
"Let's go!" Long Hao walked towards the dim corridor. The resettlement community is quite chaotic, with people from all walks of life and people doing whatever they want to make a living.
Seeing that Long Hao and Ding Qiuyi were about to leave, Chen Hao immediately shouted: "Hey, didn't you say you were waiting for my people to come? Do you want to run away?"
"I'll wait for you upstairs. If you come upstairs past him, I'll give you two million." Long Hao turned around and pointed at Qipang.
Glancing at Qipang, Chen Hao sneered: "You're just a little fat guy. You wait for me. If you don't have two million, I'll kill you."
Long Hao smiled and went upstairs directly.
With a creak, the door to the room opened. The light in the living room was not very bright, but it was still neat.
The furniture was relatively old and the walls were a little yellow. There was a smell of traditional Chinese medicine lingering in the room. Long Hao turned around and asked, "Is there a patient at home?"
"It's my mother, you, wait a moment, I'm going to change clothes." At this time, Ding Qiuyi was still showing off her beauty, and she walked quickly towards the inner room with a red face.
Ding Qiuyi changed into a casual outfit and came out. She made a cup of tea for Long Hao and stood beside him feeling a little restless.
"Ahem, Qiu Yi, are there guests?" A woman's voice came from another room.
Ding Qiuyi was stunned and immediately walked into the inner room.
When Long Hao still had some influence on Ding Qiuyi's mother, when he was pursuing Ding Qiuyi in high school, Ding's mother went to school to find her teacher because she found a love letter she had written.
The wealthy Ding family at that time looked down upon a poor boy like Long Hao.
Long Hao got up and walked towards the inner room. The smell of Chinese medicine became stronger, and he saw a bloated old woman lying on the bed. Her appearance still vaguely resembled that of the past!
When the woman saw the person coming, she half-closed her eyes and gasped, "Qiu Yi, who is that at the door? I've never seen him before."
"Mom, he, he is my high school classmate." Ding Qiuyi turned around and said.
"Oh, classmate, go make tea and wash the fruits." Mother Ding said as she tried to sit up, but her hands were swollen and she couldn't use her strength.
Long Hao took a few steps forward and saw a lot of various medicines on the table. He said softly: "Auntie, you don't have to be so polite. I just stopped by to take a look. You are not in good health. Just lie down and rest."
"Oh, I can't survive for a few more days as a procrastinator. It's just a pain for my daughter." Mother Ding sighed with a look of defeat.
Ding Qiuyi wiped away her tears and said with a chuckle: "Mom, don't sigh, there will definitely be good days."
After walking out of the room, Ding Qiuyi said embarrassedly: "If I make you laugh, my mother may not remember you."
"It's okay, what disease does Auntie have?" Long Hao asked softly.
"In the advanced stage of renal failure, the doctor said she can only look after herself. If she goes to Changhai or Yanjing for treatment, it will cost more than one million. Now..."
Long Hao said softly: "I know a doctor, the young man who was in the club today. He has good medical skills. Please take the time to take your aunt to Mingchundang to see him. Just say that I introduced you."
After hesitating for a moment, Long Hao added: "I heard just now that you are not in good health, so let's take a look too."
Ding Qiuyi smiled bitterly and said: "My own disease is congenital, and the doctor said it is fate. Thank you for your kindness!"
"Let's take a look and take a look. What if there is a turning point? You are still young, so you can't live your whole life alone, right?" Long Hao meant that he would have to get married or have children in the future.
At this time, several screams were heard from downstairs, and silence soon returned.
"Okay, it's getting late, you can rest." Long Hao lit a cigarette, turned around and walked out the door.
Looking at the man's back as he walked out, he opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Times have changed, and Long Hao did not expect that Ding Qiuyi's family would become so bad. No wonder she was a little eager for quick success at the time.
A few days later, Longqing Real Estate was about to open its doors, and about 20 employees arrived at the company on time.
There were no banners or flowers. Zhao Qing was going to hold a meeting and then treat all employees to a meal, which would be the official opening.
It's because she knows there are many eyes staring at her, so she doesn't want to be so high-profile.
In the conference room, Zhao Qing was wearing a light red business suit and some light makeup. She had a graceful figure and was as beautiful as a fairy. Many men couldn't bear to blink when they looked at her.
"In short, I believe that with our joint efforts, the company will get better and better." Zhao Qing put her hands on the table with full confidence.
The twenty or so employees below also looked forward to it.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and someone roared: "This is the place, let me smash it."
Zhao Qing turned around and saw a dozen gangsters armed with sticks rushing in aggressively.
"Hey, who are you? What are you doing...ah!" Zhao Qing stepped forward to stop him, but was hit on the arm with a wooden stick by a blue-haired gangster.
Then there were bursts of screaming and smashing sounds in the conference room, and many male employees were injured during the resistance.
In about ten minutes, the newly renovated company had been smashed to pieces, and four or five employees were beaten and lying on the ground. Some of them were bleeding from the head, and some were bleeding from the mouth. It looked like they were seriously injured.
The leader, the blue-haired bastard, had a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at the trembling employees squatting on the ground in front of him and spat with a sneer: "I want you to tell this to the bastards named Long, if you dare to touch my Kong family."
People, I will make you feel uneasy."
Zhao Qing, who was squatting on the ground holding her head, heard this sentence, and the anger in her heart instantly rose.
After these gangsters left, several women came over crying and said, "Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry, we won't be here anymore. We don't want to go to work and lose our lives."
Of the more than 20 employees, seven or eight left on the spot, and four or five were lying on the ground wailing.
Zhao Qing's eyes were red, she called the emergency phone with tears in her eyes, and then dialed Long Hao's number.
After the call was connected, Zhao Qing cursed angrily: "Long, what trouble did you cause outside again? Are you going to let others live?"
"What's wrong, Qing'er?" Long Hao on the other side of the phone looked confused.
"What's wrong? The company was smashed. It was a trivial matter, and a new colleague was hurt. Who dares to work in my company?" Zhao Qing finally couldn't help crying in grievance.
Long Hao's voice immediately became as cold as frost: "Don't worry, I'll be right over."