Half an hour later, in the living room of the presidential suite of Xinghai Hotel, Li Xiaoran looked at a table full of jewelry and necklaces, took a deep breath, and looked at the man sitting cross-legged and barefoot on the sofa smoking.
Yang Chen couldn't help but complain.
"What?"
"Are you talking about the Zhao Group? They brought it on themselves. They have come to trouble me again and again. If I don't teach me a lesson, they don't know how awesome I, the deputy head of Qingshan Village, am."
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders and grinned with his teeth bared.
"I mean these jewelry, this is three million."
"Our family's current total savings are less than 6 million, and your investment is 3 million. It's such a waste."
"And I only go out once in a while, and I spend most of my time at the chicken farm in the village. Zhao Ran is right, I can't raise chickens while wearing such expensive jewelry."
"How about...retreating?"
Li Xiaoran felt a little sorry for the three million deposit, his big eyes flickered, and he said sincerely.
"It's only three million..."
Yang Chen had no idea about millions. Anyway, in his impression, he didn’t know what money was until he first came to Qingshan Village. It seemed that he had basically never used money in the mountains before, and the card in the old man’s hand had
, a string of very long numbers that Yang Chen didn’t even bother to count.
Li Xiaoran felt a little suffocated and didn't know what to say.
"I bought it for you, just use it."
"These stones are endowed with specific value because of their talents. What girl wouldn't like this kind of jewelry made of buling buling."
"Besides, Lao Zhao just sent a message, saying that our orders for Qingshan Hot Spring have been scheduled for two months, and now we need to expand production."
"You don't have to worry about making money. I'm here, so you just have to spend money!"
Yang Chen stood up and stepped forward, looking at the lovely, beautiful and considerate woman in front of him, he gently grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and a scorching look showed in his eyes: "My dear wife, look at the weather, it's already getting late.
No... let's go to bed early and pick up what we didn't do last night."
"satyr!"
When Li Xiaoran heard this, his face instantly turned red. He quickly struggled to avoid Yang Chen's hand, took a step back, quickly got into the bedroom, and then slammed the door shut: "Don't forget our three-part agreement."
"Come again?"
Yang Chen was stunned in the living room, listening to the sound of the door being locked inside, and shouted bitterly: "My dear wife, when did the three chapters of the agreement happen, it should be invalidated."
"We...we haven't received the certificate yet."
"Illegal!"
Hiding in the bedroom, Li Xiaoran's heartbeat was racing. He was still holding his favorite ring in his hand, his breathing was a little rapid, his long eyelashes flickered, and he had a happy smile on his face.
"I'll join in..."
Yang Chen listened to this innocent reason, patted his forehead speechlessly, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Ning Ge, where is your kid? I'm going to have two drinks tonight."
"Brother, why did you think of drinking when you weren't with your sister-in-law?"
Ning Ge said in surprise.
"It's hot, so we can't lower the fire."
"Come pick me up!"
Yang Chen felt a little hot all over his body. Even though he was a master, he was also a young man with a strong spirit. This feeling of being invisible and intangible really made him feel a little uncomfortable.
After Yang Chen hung up the phone, he exchanged a few words with Li Xiaoran and then went out.
After about a few minutes, when there was no movement outside, Li Xiaoran patted his tall chest and sat on the bed, put the diamond ring on his hand, and the scene of his wedding to Yang Chen that day emerged in his mind.
Although Murakami's wedding was simple, but...it seems quite happy now that I think about it.
"Huh, just think of it as the engagement ring you gave me."
Li Xiaoran put the ring on his hand and got into bed.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard the door to his suite rang, and then there was a deep knock on the door from outside the bedroom.
"What did you forget?"
Hearing the knock on the door, Li Xiaoran didn't think much.
She got out of bed in her pajamas, raised her hand and opened the locked bedroom door.
"Li Xiaoran?"
The moment she opened the door, she saw a bearded man wearing a black trench coat, his eyes were cold and cold, staring straight at her.
"You...who are you? What do you want to do?"
"Yang Chen, Yang Chen!"
Seeing this middle-aged man suddenly barging in, Li Xiaoran secretly thought something was wrong and shouted loudly.
But the next moment.
The man opposite him knocked Li Xiaoran unconscious with a blow, carried him straight out of the room, and took the elevator to the underground parking lot on the second floor.
Before leaving, he did not forget to insert a dagger into the bedroom door.
…
Half past ten in the evening.
Yang Chen came in from Xinghai Hotel smelling of alcohol and took the elevator upstairs.
I took out my room card, opened the door, and the light in the room came on.
"Honey, I'm back."
Yang Chen sat down on the sofa, picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip, and shouted: "I also brought you a barbecue, you try it, Ning Ge said this barbecue is good."
"Asleep?"
Hearing that there was no movement in the bedroom, Yang Chen swayed away carrying the barbecue.
But the next moment.
Yang Chen's footsteps suddenly stopped, his eyes locked instantly, looking at the dagger stuck on the bedroom door, the zhenqi in his body circulated rapidly, forcing all the alcohol out of his body.
"not good!"
Yang Chen kicked open the bedroom door and saw that it was empty, and there was a diamond ring under his feet. A bad thought flashed in his mind: "Which bastard, if you dare to touch my
Wife, I will let his whole family be buried with him!"
He quickly pulled out the dagger and opened the note on it.
"Mr. Yang, I'm sorry to meet you in this way."
"Mrs. Yang, we temporarily invite you to visit the Huaxia Film and Television Base to visit the cultural tourist attractions in Tianmen City."
"If Mr. Yang wants to see his wife, please invite someone to the film and television base and we can make a deal."
"If you call the police, the consequences..."
Looking at the vigorous fonts on it, Yang Chen's true energy quickly exploded, and the crumpled paper ball instantly shattered into powder: "Zhao Xinyu, you dare to kidnap my woman, I asked your Zhao family to stay in Tianmen.
The city disappeared!”
At this moment, Yang Chen was filled with a surge of murderous aura, and he quickly rushed out of the door and headed towards the Huaxia Film and Television Base.
"Ning Ge, whose industry is Huaxia Film and Television Group?"
After getting into the taxi, Yangchen paid five hundred yuan and asked the driver to rush to the Huaxia Film and Television Base as quickly as possible and made a call at the same time.
"Brother, why are you suddenly interested in this place? This is a tourist film and television shooting base that the Zhao Group spent 600 million to make movies."
Ning Ge said a little drunkenly.
"It's indeed the Zhao Group!"
After Yang Chen listened, he gritted his teeth and spoke word by word from between his teeth. The cold air emanating from his body even shocked the driver.
"Brother, what happened?"
Hearing Yang Chen's low voice, Ning Ge realized something was wrong and rolled up from the bed without letting Chu Yingluo wake up with a slap.
"Zhao Xinyu, this old guy, kidnapped Xiaoran."
"I will make the Zhao family disappear completely in Tianmen City today!"
Yang Chen was like a lion that was always angry, and there was a huge rage in his heart.
"grass!"
"This Zhao Xinyu is crazy and dares to kidnap my sister-in-law!"
"Brother, let's meet at the film and television base!"
When Ning Ge heard this, he directly picked up Chu Yingluo, who was still in a daze. The two quickly got dressed, directly greeted the warriors worshiping the Ning family, got a big car, and headed towards the direction of the film and television base.
Go away.
Yang Chen hung up the phone, took out a cigarette and lit it, but found that his palms were sweating nervously, and his right hand was shaking.
"Zhao Xinyu, you'd better not touch a hair of Xiao Ran, otherwise... I will kill your whole family!"
Yang Chen looked out the window and blew out a puff of cigarette. The sparks in the cigarette butt were like the eyes of a wild beast.