After Zhuo Yifan finished washing, he quickly changed into his own casual clothes. Leng Feng's clothes were too embarrassing, and his whole body was all white.
It's not that Zhuo Yifan doesn't like the color white, it's just that Zhuo Yifan feels that Leng Feng is too tasteless and doesn't want to join in with him.
The impulsive punishment was that none of the three of them had breakfast at home. Zhuo Yifan drove his two daughters to the gate of Youda. There were still many vendors selling various breakfasts here in the morning. Accompanying him
The two girls ate soy milk and meat buns, and Zhuo Yifan sent them to school before driving away from Youda.
Zhuo Yifan has asked Wang Yaner to take a few days of sick leave for him. In fact, with his physical condition, there is no problem even if he continues to attend class. But Zhuo Yifan wants to take this opportunity to do something else. Especially if he wants to
Find a way to deal with the Murong family and Ouyang family.
Zhuo Yifan received a call from Song Yingjie at this time. Why was this pampered young man calling him so early in the morning without sleeping in? Zhuo Yifan became confused.
"Yifan! Where are you now?" Song Yingjie was probably on the street. The background was very noisy and there was the sound of car horns.
"I just sent Zi Xin and the others to school. I suffered a slight injury yesterday, so I'm asking for leave and won't go to school for the time being!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.
Song Yingjie said flatly, and then continued: "I already know about your injury! Yesterday afternoon, two young masters from the Tang Sect in Sichuan came to trouble you, right?"
"Haha! I think you should have got the news too! Ouyang Wentian is behind this matter! This old man doesn't want to make things easier for me, and I won't let him go!" Zhuo Yifan said with a sneer.
"Let's not talk about Ouyang Wentian's problem. I have something to ask you for help this morning. And this matter has something to do with the Tang Sect in Shuzhong." Song Yingjie said angrily, obviously in a bad mood.
How good.
"What's going on? It sounds like you sounded like the person Tang Sect offended yesterday was not me but you! Why are you so excited?" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.
"Don't talk about it yet, I can't explain it clearly on the phone. Come to the Diamond World now. I have a wealthy businessman from central Sichuan here, and I will introduce him to you later!" Song Yingjie said.
"Okay! You guys wait for me in the Diamond World, I'll be there soon!" Zhuo Yifan hung up the phone, but his brows furrowed. What is the relationship between the wealthy businessmen in Sichuan and the Tang Clan? Why did Song Yingjie want to do this?
How about introducing him to yourself?
Strangely enough, Zhuo Yifan was not worried that Song Yingjie would harm him, but he already knew what happened! Then Zhuo Yifan stepped on the accelerator and headed towards the Diamond World.
Zhuo Yifan saw Song Yingjie and a somewhat stout middle-aged man in the private room on the third floor of Diamond World. The two ordered several bottles of Hennessy and Remy Martin, and even asked a young girl to accompany them.
Song Yingjie certainly didn't bother to do this kind of thing. The girl was accompanying the middle-aged man. The box was filled with smoke, which made Zhuo Yifan frown. This middle-aged man was quite addicted to smoking.
Strangely enough, Zhuo Yifan was not worried that Song Yingjie would harm him, but he already knew what happened! Then Zhuo Yifan stepped on the accelerator and headed towards the Diamond World.
Zhuo Yifan saw Song Yingjie and a somewhat stout middle-aged man in the private room on the third floor of Diamond World. The two ordered several bottles of Hennessy and Remy Martin, and even asked a young girl to accompany them.
Song Yingjie certainly didn't bother to do this kind of thing. The girl was accompanying the middle-aged man. The box was filled with smoke, which made Zhuo Yifan frown. This middle-aged man was quite addicted to smoking.
When Song Yingjie saw Zhuo Yifan, he stood up with a smile, called Zhuo Yifan to sit next to him, and then said, "Is your injury okay? I heard that you were seriously injured at the time!"
Zhuo Yifan said with a smile: "It's nothing. He looked quite embarrassed at the time, but it was all superficial injuries, nothing serious. I was also accidentally hit by the hidden weapons of those two boys."