The pretty boy who followed Song Jin saw that Yang Chen was so tough and tough, and was so frightened that he took a breath of cold air and hid behind Song Jin without daring to speak.
On weekdays, we call ourselves brothers because we are all college classmates at Bilutus University. Following a rich second generation like Song Jin, we can eat, drink, and flirt with girls. But when it comes to life and death, such brothers are quite unreliable.
Looking at the stool legs in Yang Chen's hand, the pretty boy had already taken a few steps back, his eyes constantly looking in the direction of the door, and he was planning an escape route in his mind.
Sun Yahan sat on a chair nearby, watching this scene with a happy smile on her face.
She really wanted to see how Yang Chen made Song Jin, one of the four great young men of Haidong, take off his clothes.
"Mr. Yang, you know the identity of this young master. If others know that I am taking off my clothes here, and if word spreads, it will not only damage me personally, but also the reputation of our Cihang Pharmaceutical. If the stock falls by then,
Then...if my father takes action, have you thought about the consequences?"
"I am not a playboy, I just simply admire and like Miss Sun Yahan."
"Since she is not your girlfriend, but your boss, you should help your boss facilitate this marriage."
"As long as this matter is completed, Jishengtang and Cihang Pharmaceutical will be one family from now on, and there is no need for you to fight against me. I can fully support the Wufang ointment you want to produce, and I will not charge a penny.
What do you think of the labor fee?"
Song Jin's expression condensed, he took a step back, squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Chen who was smoking a cigarette, and said calmly.
"This guy seems to be a little better than Lin Yichen. At least he doesn't show off too much. He jumps out and gets beaten. It's hard for me to start."
Yang Chen looked at Song Jin with a smile on his face, but in his heart he was thinking about how to beat him up or make him take off his clothes.
When a master comes down from the mountain, he must keep his word. If he messes up, he will never be able to do anything in the future.
Besides, this is the Shuanglin Hotel, so Lin Yichen might be watching a show somewhere.
If he was really dismissed by Song Jin's few words, Lin Yichen would definitely show off again in the future.
Yang Chen really wasn't in the mood to play with these boring rich second generations all day long.
"Master Song, what do you mean...you take off my boss's clothes in the box, and I call you Lao Tie 666 next to you?"
Yang Chen raised the corner of his mouth and smiled playfully.
"It's not like calling 666, as long as you leave."
"Don't worry, as long as Miss Sun is willing to follow me, as her employee, I will certainly not treat you badly."
When Song Jin heard Yang Chen relent, his face showed joy, and he quickly raised his hand to signal.
"shameless!"
Sun Yahan was no weakling either. She glared at Song Jin and shouted lowly.
"My boss is unhappy. It seems your plan won't work."
"Forget it, stop talking nonsense, I haven't eaten yet. If you don't take off your clothes, you'll be beaten. I'll spit on you and nail you on, no more, no less, ten sticks. The most Master Song can do is have his spine and lumbar spine checked in the hospital.
, a comminuted fracture of the thigh or something like that, you have to pay a price for teasing my boss, and it doesn’t cost your life, so just bite the bullet and get over it.”
"Come on, Mr. Song, stick your butt out!"
Yang Chen shouted excitedly, holding the stool legs with both hands and patting the chair next to him, making a golfing motion: "Lie down, it will be over soon, no one will know!"
"you……"
"Miss Sun, I hope you can advise your friend not to go too far. I can apologize to you, but I just couldn't help myself. I didn't mean to just play. But if Mr. Yang goes down with these sticks, I will
If you become disabled, I think the energy of our Cihang Pharmaceutical in Donghai City will be enough to crush your Jishengtang. If you don't consider yourself, you should also consider your grandfather."
Song Jin turned his eyes and looked at Sun Yahan, with a playful smile on his lips.
"grass!"
"You're so threatening at this time!"
Just when Sun Yahan's heart sank and she was panicking, Yang Chen blew out the cigarette in his mouth, rushed forward with a stick, and slapped Song Jin hard on the arm.
"ah!"
Accompanied by a scream, Song Jin didn't even have a chance to dodge as Yang Chen slapped the leg of a stool to the ground, making a muffled sound.
Lu Dalong and the two bodyguards lying at the door saw Yang Chen being so ruthless, and they wanted to perform their duties like a dog rescuing his master.
But when he saw Yang Chen chasing Song Jin who was rolling on the ground, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to express his anger and lay on the ground motionless.
And at this time.
A group of people wandered outside the box, but they walked straight past the box, pretending not to see anything.
When the guests outside heard the shouts in the box, they also gathered around the door and pointed.
Behind the crowd, Xie Zhankui stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Song Jin who was beaten all over the floor by Yang Chen in the box, and dialed the phone: "Master, it is Yang Chen who is beating Master Song Jin. The scene is very grand. But I
I suggest you not to show up now. After all, the medicine Yang Chen gave you has not been received yet, and now is not the time to fall out over Song Jin. I have already found someone to block the news here, so it will not affect my Shuanglin Hotel."
Finished.
Xie Zhankui looked at Song Jin who had been beaten four or five times with a stick, shook his head, and turned to leave.
"Enough, enough!"
At this moment, Song Jin still looked a little bit like a second-generation rich man. He was like a bereaved dog, rolling around in the entire box, wiping his nosebleeds and shouting.
"Master Song, I didn't expect that you have such a strong body, and you are still so rough and thick after five sticks. You are very confident in what you say."
"Then I'll add more force, and the remaining five sticks will make you feel so good!"
Yang Chen looked at Song Jin who was hiding in the corner with his head messed up and in a state of embarrassment. He grinned and slowly approached with the legs of the stool: "I forgot to tell you, what I am least afraid of is the threat of others. Originally I just wanted to
I'm trying to scare you, but when you threaten me, I get excited. I won't be able to sleep without beating you today. As for Cihang Pharmaceutical, if you are really that awesome, ask your father to come to Qingshan Village to find me tomorrow! I'll wait for him!
But you have decided to take these ten sticks today, and I don’t think that coward Lin Yichen will come forward to offend me now for your sake!"
"You...you..."
Song Jin felt severe pain all over his body, and it felt like his bones were about to be broken apart.
Seeing Yang Chen grinning like a ruffian, he felt regretful now. If he had known earlier, he should have taken a few more people with him when he went out.
This time, he, Young Master Song, was completely disgraced.
"Yang Chen, don't forget it, don't cause trouble..."
Sun Yahan looked at Song Jin who had a bruised nose and swollen face, got up and walked over, lowering her voice and saying.
"Don't worry, he can't be saved. As long as he has a breath, I can save him. If he is saved, keep fighting!" Yang Chen waved his hand, and then raised his fingers towards Song Jin, who was breathing heavily and grinning: "Song Da
Master, you’ve had enough rest. Then prepare for the next five sticks. Today I want to make you remember that not all women are yours to touch! Money can solve a lot of troubles, but it can’t solve everything!”
"Yang Chen, wait, wait!"
Seeing Yang Chen's warm-up movements, Song Jin completely collapsed.
He quickly raised his hand, and in addition to anger and humiliation, his eyes were filled with fear: "I promise, I promise!"
"Promise what? Do I need your promise to beat you?"
Yang Chen was stunned, holding the legs of the stool and walked over quickly.
"I'll take off my clothes! I'll take off my clothes! Stop fighting!"
In desperation, Song Jin suddenly took a step back and quickly took off the red sweatshirt on his body with both hands, leaving only a black vest.
Lu Dalong and others lying on the ground were stunned.
When the girls outside saw the vaguely handsome Song Jin starting to take off her clothes, they all had nymphomaniac looks on their faces, and some even took out their mobile phones to record the scene.
"This...just take it off?"
Sun Yahan's eyes widened when she saw that Song Jin, one of the four young men of Haidong, had been humiliated so quickly.
"Look, what are you doing and getting hit with a few sticks?"
"Come on, there are five pieces in total, take them off!"
Yang Chen threw the stick in his hand on the ground, sat down on the chair, and immediately kicked Lu Dalong who was squatting on the ground: "What the hell... pour tea for me and Miss Sun to calm down, or else I'll beat you up too.