"Duckweed Club." is a bar-style entertainment club owned by Zheng Wuming. The name seems a bit decadent.
This is not an ordinary bar like those on Bar Street. Although entry here does not require hundreds of thousands of membership fees like other high-end clubs, not everyone can enter.
You must have the corresponding identity to become a stepping stone to enter this bar.
"Why did you agree to him?" Standing at the door of Duckweed Club, Su Qingwu looked at Yan Murong with a calm face and asked.
No matter whether they met for the first time or for the second time tonight, he and Zheng Wuming were on opposite sides, and both of them were quite provocative towards each other. But what Su Qingwu couldn't figure out was——
-Zheng Wuming's provocation to Yan Murong may be attributed to him, but why did Yan Murong take the initiative to provoke Zheng Wuming? Does he care about himself?
Impossible, if this guy cared about himself, he wouldn't have run away that night.
"I just wanted to come and take a look." Yan Murong shrugged and said perfunctorily.
Teng Xiangling on the side suddenly seemed like a different person and followed the two of them without saying a word.
From the moment Gao Cheng called out Yan Shao and Gao Cheng showed a flattering smile to Yan Murong, Teng Xiangling knew that this idiot-like guy might not have a simple identity. In addition, Gao Cheng mentioned the four famous young men.
When he was writing, he already knew the identity of Yan Murong - Yan Murong, the eldest grandson of the previous general secretary of China.
This bastard has such a great background, but why does he have to be so virtuous?
"Do you think I will believe it?" Su Qingwu stared at Yan Murong and said.
"I didn't make you believe it." Yan Murong pouted and said. Since you have already brought me to the front, why should I continue to pretend? Sometimes being low-key is necessary, but after being low-key fails, so is being high-profile.
certain.
That's right, Yan Murong has decided that from now on, she will be high-profile, be a high-profile person, and do things in a high-profile way. Aren't you, Zheng Wuming, low-key? Then I will be high-profile, and I will always be on top of it, until one day you can't help but also be high-profile.
When you are high-profile, the flaws will be exposed - you know, people who have always been low-key will not adapt so quickly when they suddenly become high-profile.
They are used to darkness, used to foresight, used to guiding people from behind -----but, they may not be used to face-to-face confrontation.
Thinking determines behavior. Sometimes, no matter how strong a person is, when he gets used to a certain kind of thinking and wants to make changes, he cannot fully adapt to it in a short period of time.
In fact, Yan Murong has determined that the Zheng family mentioned by the old man is Zheng Wuming's Zheng family. He also knows that the old man is so arrogant, and people who are not afraid of anything have to remind themselves to be careful. This proves that the Zheng family is indeed worthy of being wary of.
, Zheng Wuming, he must also be careful.
Although I don't know what grudge the old man has against the Zheng family, I can guess from the deep tone when the old man said the word "Zheng family" that this grudge is not trivial.
"Tell me, I want to know." Su Qingwu said with a sincere expression. She wanted to know why Yan Murong accepted Zheng Wuming's provocation. She wanted to know very much. If she couldn't master some things, it would be very uncomfortable.
of.
"Didn't I say it? In addition to liking medicine, I also like martial arts. That's why I came here." Yan Murong said perfunctorily again.
"I want to hear the truth." Su Qingwu shook her head stubbornly.
Why is this woman so annoying? Yan Murong thought depressedly.
"Okay." Yan Murong said with a wry smile. "I went out alone last night and something happened."
"whats the matter?"
"I beat his brother."
"Oh?" Su Qingwu said softly, raised her eyebrows, and her expression was stunned for a moment, but she quickly recovered. "Good fight."
"Ah?" This time it was Yan Murong's turn to be surprised. She thought she would argue with the center and tell her a lot of truths about how it was not in the interests of others, but she didn't expect that she actually said the fight was good.
"I hate him." Seeing Yan Murong's stunned look, Su Qingwu explained.
Hate him? Which one? Zheng Wuming or Zheng Xiao?
"What's the result of the beating?" Su Qingwu asked.
Although she didn't care about it, she still had to ask clearly. He had never seen how powerful Yan Murong's kung fu was, but judging from how he was able to escape without alerting the guards at Zhongnanhai, he must not be much weaker.
For a moment, Su Qingwu was a little confused - originally, she thought she had seen through the man she had been destined for since childhood, but after not seeing him for many years, he still seemed so stupid, but he was hiding deeper.
The reason why I asked Zheng Xiao how he was beaten was out of instinct. The Zheng family is not a small family. Although in the big family, the status of the eldest young master and the second young master is very different, but how can I say, Zheng Xiao
Xiao is also Zheng Wuming's younger brother. Zheng Wuming didn't fall out at the hotel on the spot, which is enough to endure it. But since Yan Murong was invited to Duckweed, it means that Zheng Wuming can't stand up after Zheng Xiao was beaten by Yan Murong.
Swallow your anger.
Keep a low profile, but never let others shit on your neck.
"It's not that great, it just took out all the teeth in his mouth."
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"Murong went to Duckweed Club?" In the study room of the Yan family, Yan Longteng put down the Deng Lun in his hand and looked at the burly man in front of him with a serious face and asked.
"Yes, old chief." The man said respectfully. "Old chief, do you want me to protect Young Master Murong?"
"No, Xue Yan has already gone." Yan Longteng waved his hand and said in a deep voice. "What is supposed to come will always come. I just didn't expect that this little guy would be ready to take action so soon. Old Miao,
I just hope nothing happens to him, I can't help him with this."
After talking to himself for a while, Yan Longteng raised his head, his eyes flashed with light, looked at the man in front of him and asked. "Tell Xue Yan, if it is not necessary, you only need to protect Murong in the dark. If anyone dares
Anyone who harms Murong will be killed without mercy."
"Understood." The man said solemnly.
"Okay, you go down first."
After the man went out, Yan Longteng grabbed the phone on the table and dialed.
"Lao Miao, Murong has already been in contact with the boy from the Zheng family. I can't help him."
"He'll be fine."
"I hope so." Yan Longteng paused and said, "But you must help him."
"I know." The person on the phone said in a deep voice. "I said he would be fine and nothing would happen. You said that your Yan family owes me a favor, so why don't I owe you a favor."
Then, the two of them fell into silence again. It wasn't until a busy tone came from the phone that Yan Longteng shook his head, hung up the phone, picked up the book on Deng Xiaoping again, and read it seriously.