Chapter 2036 Transaction

The thorns are covered in blood and scars on the back can be seen.

Boss Yang handed two blood-stained thorns on his back to Zhao Heng's hand, and showed a sincere confession: "Young Master Heng, in fact, both things are misunderstandings. I don't know that the person you are dealing with is Heng Master Heng. If you know you are, you will not dare to attack even if you give me ten courage."

He tried his best to make his tone calm: "I have business dealings with the Qian family, and I just happened to sign a contract with Qian Ziding, so he asked me for a few brothers to teach me a lesson. I was careless and sent six brothers to him. I really didn't know that he was asking for trouble for Heng Shao."

While Zhao Heng was smiling without saying a word and lowering his head to drink tea, Yang Huaqiang added heavily: "Fortunately, Young Master Tianyou Heng, the six brothers did not hurt you, but they were punished as they deserved. But I can swear to God that I only thought I had provoked the Jiang community at that time."

He looked at Jiang Wenwen and bowed slightly, expressing his apology: "In order not to lose business and not to worsen the situation, I was frustrated and reported good news to Qian Ziding but not bad news, and did not tell the truth about the blood gourd of the six brothers. The purpose is to hope that he can calm down and stop fighting Jiang's death."

Jiang Wenwen snorted coldly: "You are so great!"

Yang Huaqiang exhaled a long breath and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Miss Jiang was joking, how could I talk about greatness? I am just a businessman. I am a businessman. I am the most important thing in everything. I can't offend Qian Ziding or provoke Jiang. I have to beat myself up."

At this time, the duty manager had already brought the hot pot and ingredients with him. Song Qingguan took the things and asked them to leave. Then he started to make soup in the induction cooker. At this time, Zhao Heng was gently turning the teacup and smiling at Yang Huaqiang: "What's wrong with the flat-headed young man?"

"That's the bodyguard I hired!"

Yang Huaqiang seemed to have expected Zhao Heng's question, so he hurriedly took out a contract from the back pocket of his pants and said: "Noguchi is the bodyguard I hired. 40,000 yuan a month. It was signed when I came to Hong Kong. The source was Hong Kong City Security work. This was a three-year contract I signed with him."

He put the contract in front of Zhao Heng: "I came to Hong Kong from the Netherlands and was unfamiliar with my life. I threw out all my wealth and had another 500 million foreign debts to circulate Huo Entertainment. Heng Shao should know how difficult it is for an outsider to come to Hong Kong to grab food. Maybe he will be killed on the street in minutes."

While Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes and glanced at the contract, Yang Huaqiang added: "So I spent a lot of money to find ten personal bodyguards at the security company. Although the annual expenses are 5 million, it is worth it compared to being able to save lives. Noguchi is a Japanese man and is a warrior."

Yang Huaqiang straightened his chest slightly, and naturally expressed a hint of praise: "I have the professionalism of Japanese people and have good skills, so I offered a monthly salary of 40,000 yuan. The facts also proved that my judgment was correct. He was loyal to me and saved my life three times."

Zhao Heng smiled faintly: "So hardworking?"

Yang Huaqiang emphasized: "Once, the head of the Sihai Gang in Taiwan came to Hong Kong and drank drunk at a private party to tease my actress. I came to mediate and was suppressed by the other party. The head of the hall put the gun on my head. Fortunately, Noguchi took the action to subdue him, and I saved my life."

Speaking of this, Yang Huaqiang pointed at Jiang Wenwen and said, "If Young Master Heng doesn't believe it, you can ask Miss Jiang. She also attended that cocktail party at that time. You should know the scene of the cocktail party fighting. As for Noguchi's follower of Young Master Heng last night, it was purely a misunderstanding."

Zhao Heng smiled: "Is it another misunderstanding?"

Yang Huaqiang swears to the sky and shouted: "Young Master Heng, it's really a misunderstanding. Noguchi is really not for you!" He pointed at the little smile who was eating raw chili peppers and added depressedly: "Noguchi mainly wants to dig his bottom. This brother hit Qian Ziding's white Hummer on the street yesterday."

When Xiaoxiao squinted his eyes slightly, Yang Huaqiang sighed: "Qian Ziding called me again and asked me to help him dig out the perpetrator. In addition to compensating him for repairing the car, he also had to cut off his hands and feet. Although the bastard's request was too much, I could not refuse at all."

"After all, we have to rely on others to enjoy their food!"

He told Zhao Heng that he was helpless: "But I didn't do anything like last time. I asked Noguchi to investigate the identity and origin of the perpetrator first. If it was a soft persimmon without power, then I would crush Qian Ziding and give Qian Ziding a satisfactory explanation, so that he could owe me a favor again."

When Zhao Heng took a sip of tea, Boss Yang straightened his body slightly and added: "If it is a tough character, then call the police to solve the problem. Noguchi finally dug out his traces, but he was discovered before he could fully extract the details. I was worried that Heng Shao would let him run away if he took revenge."

"Who knew that I, a frog in the well, underestimated the ability of Heng Shao."

Yang Huaqiang's chest kept rising and falling, and he seemed to accept his fate: "Where can Noguchi escape from Heng Shao's palm? Heng Shao, everything happened like this. Yang Huaqiang had absolutely no false words, but everything was my mistake first, so I had to fight and kill without complaints."

Zhao Heng threw the teacup on the table, then pinched two thorns and spoke: "No matter whether what you said is true or not, your explanation is impeccable, but I don't understand at all. Didn't you say you didn't know that it was me who offended? How could you call out my name on the phone just now?"

"This matter is not difficult!"

He informed the truth: "This brother stayed near the single apartment 808 all night. I knew that this apartment was Ms. Tang's property. There was only one man who could enter and exit Ms. Tang's apartment, that was Heng Shao. Only Heng Shao could make such a domineering character serve as a guard."

Yang Huaqiang spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "So I got a comprehensive report and immediately knew that Qian Ziding was attacking Heng Shao, and he also knew that he had kicked a piece of iron plate. For safety reasons, I asked Noguchi to run away quickly and booked him a plane ticket to Bangkok, Thailand."

"Who knew he was still blocked by Heng Shao."

At this time, the hot pot on the table had already rolled, and the aroma of the boiled bones was everywhere. Zhao Heng threw two thorns to Yang Huaqiang and spoke casually: "Give you a chance to erase your grudges, and take your people to cut off six Philippine people. No matter what the result is, the grudges will be eliminated."

Zhao Heng pulled a wet tissue and wiped his hands, and added in a plain tone: "It's not easy to take things like accusing you of apologizing for the crime. I will not stop you from doing business with the Qian family and breaking the road to money, but you are far away from me and my brothers in the future, and I don't want a third misunderstanding."

"Mr. Xie Heng!"

Yang Huaqiang lay directly on the ground and shouted: "I promise that I will not provoke Young Master Heng again. If there is any rebellion, Young Master Heng can take the head of my neck at any time. Moreover, Yang Huaqiang will remember Heng Master Heng's kindness that Heng Master is not punished. I will repay Heng Master Heng if I have the chance in the future, but I still have a reluctant request."

Zhao Heng glanced at him: "Are there any request?"

Yang Huaqiang let out a long breath, and then replied firmly: "Yang Huaqiang thanked Mr. Heng for his tolerance and generosity, so that I could maintain a little dignity and dignity. But I hope Mr. Heng can release Noguchi. Although he is my bodyguard, he is also the life and death brother in my heart."

When Zhao Heng and Song Qingguan and others were watching together, Yang Huaqiang showed a sincere expression again and said, "As long as Heng Shao let Noguchi go, no matter what I want to do, I will do my best to satisfy him. I hope Heng Shao can help Lao Yang and let Noguchi return to Yang's garden alive."

"I didn't expect you to value love and friendship!"

A surprise flashed through Zhao Heng's eyes, and he looked at Yang Huaqiang with a smile: "You are a rare good master at rescue of a bodyguard at any cost. Okay, I will give you another one. I will invest 13 billion in Yang's Entertainment Group, how about holding 51%?"

Yang Huaqiang couldn't help but touch the corners of his mouth. He thought Zhao Heng was joking, but he saw the latter's expression was extremely serious. Song Qingguan and the others were also surprised. They seemed to have never expected Zhao Heng to make this request. Then they heard Zhao Heng add: "Let's keep you safe every year."

"Take your sincerity to save your brother!"

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, Yang Huaqiang's smile disappeared invisibly. He looked up at Zhao Heng thoughtfully. The latter kept a smile and picked up a beef ball: "You used 2.5 billion to win the Huo Entertainment Company, and now I will pay 1.3 billion."

Zhao Heng gently whispered beef balls: "It's not an exaggeration to have 51% shares, right? Besides, I can also guarantee that you and Yang's entertainment are safe. The bodyguard costs alone can save 5 million yuan, and I will not interfere with your business, just give me 40% of the dividends every year."

"Boss Yang, this condition should be satisfactory?"

Zhao Heng dipped the beef balls with sam-cup sauce, and his smile was harmless: "Compared to the fact that you are making money with your head and holding your tail to be a human being, I will give you the opportunity to straighten your chest and gain a foothold in Hong Kong. You should feel happy. Do you think it is not worth using 4% dividends to exchange for dignity and safety?"

He put the beef balls into his mouth, and his voice came out smoothly: "Of course, I won't force anyone. Boss Yang wants to earn the last copper coin alone, just pretend that Zhao Heng didn't say anything just now, and you don't need to have any pressure and burden. I won't find an opportunity to copy your whole family."

Zhao Heng forked three beef balls with chopsticks, then got up and walked to the door to watch the fight. The six Philippine people were indeed beyond his imagination. They stood firm in the siege of more than fifty miscellaneous troops, and there were about thirty gangsters on the ground, with a lot of blood floating around.

"I've died several times, so I usually don't go out!"

When Zhao Heng was surprised that Yang Huaqiang brought so many people out, the latter had already walked to Zhao Heng and explained: "If you really want to go out for socializing or doing things, you will spend some money to bring a bunch of people to protect you. Today, I also invited several streets of gangster brothers to follow him, and it was definitely not for Heng Shao."

Zhao Heng smiled and didn't respond, but just bit the beef ball to watch the battle. In the fight scene, his eyes were more on the middle-aged man. The real superiors were not reflected in many subordinates and high status, but a superior's momentum from the inside out.

Middle-aged men have the momentum of attention.

It seemed that he wanted to show his fearlessness and his desire to respond to Zhao Heng's request for investment. Seeing that he could not fight for a long time, Yang Huaqiang picked up a knife and led more than ten black bodyguards around him to surround him, and shouted sternly: "Back, go ahead! Get this batch of black charcoal for me!"

The middle-aged man turned around and stared at Yang Huaqiang fiercely. Their eyes were in the air, like interlaced blades, as if they were heard by bloody sounds. The cold murderous intent was as if it was about to pierce his chest. Yang Huaqiang was so scared that he fell to the ground.

Yang Huaqiang thought he had seen all kinds of big scenes, but at this moment, he felt guilty inexplicably, and Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed slightly because the middle-aged man began to show murderous intentions. If he started to break through because he did not want to cause trouble, then he would now be ruthless to kill people.

I am the most awesome! No one is better than me!

Yang Huaqiang kept cheering himself up in his heart. Is the other party better than his bodyguard? Yang Huaqiang squirted out a heavy breath, picked up the machete in his hand and swung it a circle of wind roars, and nailed it to the ground. Confidence and strength seemed to return to his chest as the machete was nailed into it.

The middle-aged man had already pushed the braided man into his companion's hands at this time. He was like a fallen leaf blown by the wind, floating around to the team of dozens of gangsters. The latter roared together, and the sticks were covered with sticks and blocked the middle-aged man, blocking any angle or any retreat.

"bite!"

The thick stick put the weak middle-aged man in the shadow of the sword. The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his right hand suddenly turned. The blade ran like a flying between his fingers, which was dazzling. The middle-aged man burst into a huge fighting spirit, and then pinched the blade to rush towards the besieged opponent.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up from the ground, and then a gangster was knocked out by him, and then a faint white light flashed away. The middle-aged man walked directly through the gangster. Yang Huaqiang heard the instinctive howls one after another, and then heard a lot of metal drops from the ground.

Finally, there was a 'bang bang' sound,

When Yang Huaqiang calmed down and looked at the center of the incident, he found that more than a dozen gangsters had fallen to the ground. The middle-aged man was like fallen leaves in the sea, not conspicuous but not sunk. He stubbornly poked on the spot and looked at his opponents coldly. There were still a few hands holding sticks on the ground, dripping blood.

The wound was bleeding even more.

The middle-aged man was covered in blood, as if the god of war was born!

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