Zhao Ruyi also noticed Song Junpeng coming out of the Mercedes-Benz, and saw Song Junpeng took out a suit from the car and put it on, turning into a suit and leather shoes.
He pulled Zhong Xinyan and walked slowly over, and the place he came out of was a narrow road sandwiched in the middle of the city, a street of noodle shops that catered to low-income white-collar workers.
Song Junpeng sneered at Zhao Ruyi leading Zhong Xinyan out of this small road.
Chung Xinyan is wearing a T-shirt and colorful skirt, not to mention very luxurious, but no clothes can hide her temperament. From any angle, she can be called a "home goddess".
In contrast, Zhao Ruyi, who was wearing more casual beach pants, seemed completely unworthy of her.
"Oh, what a coincidence?" Zhao Ruyi pulled Zhong Xinyan back to the hotel door and said when she saw Song Junpeng still standing here waiting for him.
Zhong Xinyan didn't know Song Junpeng, but when she saw the outsider, she quietly let go of Zhao Ruyi's hand.
Song Junpeng looked at Zhao Ruyi coldly, his eyes as sharp as knives.
His body is thin and his cheeks are also very thin. Especially in the past two days when he was in the hospital, he lost a few pounds and his cheeks became even thinner.
The "China Equity Investment Fund Development Forum" opened yesterday on Friday and entered the substantive discussion stage today. Therefore, Song Junpeng asked the doctor to strengthen his knee and took a car to attend the meeting.
But he didn't expect to meet Zhao Ruyi and Zhong Xinyan here, especially when Zhao Ruyi came out of the dirty alley and seemed to be wandering around here.
He is an elite in the business world, and he has many connections in the dandy circles of the capital. He is a successful young man and has a successful career. His overbearing arrogance is almost written on his face.
"I have transferred the hundreds of thousands Zhu Xiaodong's car crashed into your account." Song Junpeng looked at Zhao Ruyi and said calmly.
He has to attend an official meeting now, so he can't get angry with Zhao Ruyi at the door of the hotel. This meeting is hosted by the Jiangsu Provincial Financial Work Office and co-organized by the Ling'an Municipal People's Government. There are also some speakers from the capital city.
An official, so... he is not as knowledgeable as Zhao Ruyi.
Zhong Xinyan already knew about Zhao Ruyi's car crash, but she didn't know what it had to do with the man in front of her.
Judging from his appearance and aura, he doesn't seem to be of the same age as Zhao Ruyi.
Zi.
An Audi A4 parked at the door of the hotel.
A fat official-looking man got out of the car.
"Director He..." Song Junpeng saw the person coming, smiled slightly, and extended his hand to greet him.
"Xiao Song, why don't you go in?" The man called Director He glanced at the very beautiful Zhong Xinyan next to Zhao Ruyi and asked Song Junpeng.
"I happened to meet two friends and chatted at the door," Song Junpeng said.
The person who just arrived at the hotel is the deputy director of the Fund Department of the China Securities Regulatory Commission. Song Junpeng has a solid relationship in the capital and has a friendship with Director He.
Unfortunately, he felt that Zhao Ruyi would not recognize this high-ranking official in the capital, and therefore would not realize how powerful he was.
"Well, I'll go in first." Director He looked back at Zhong Xinyan and stepped into the hotel.
Zhao Ruyi hated the look in Director He's eyes, but she wasn't ready to rush over and hit him just because he looked at Zhong Xinyan a few more times.
"Don't come into a place like this if you don't have money," Song Junpeng looked at Director He's back as he walked towards the elevator, and then said to Zhao Ruyi, "I will settle the score with you for smashing your knee."
"I haven't settled the accounts with you yet. You were the one who called the financial office last time, right?" Zhao Ruyi asked him.
Zhong Xinyan raised her eyebrows when she heard Zhao Ruyi suddenly uttered arrogant words. She was a little surprised. Then she suddenly thought about the last time the so-called provincial financial work office came to their company to audit the accounts and almost froze all their loans, and she understood what happened.
This person is the one doing the trick.
"Keep your mouth clean for me." Song Junpeng was also holding back his anger. If it wasn't at the entrance of the hotel, there would probably be officials coming in and out nearby, and he would have slapped Zhao Ruyi in the face.
With his status, there are really not many people who can threaten him. The son of the director of the Department of Finance of North Jiangsu Province has very strong connections in the capital and has considerable connections in the business and banking circles. How can he be a local bastard?
Can it threaten him?
If he hadn't been treating his knee in the hospital these days and preparing to attend this fund development forum, he would have found a group of people to break Zhao Ruyi's leg!
"Those who play tricks on me are afraid of being scolded by me." Zhao Ruyi raised his leg and gently tapped his injured knee, causing him to scream "Ah" and almost couldn't stand up.
"elder brother!"
At this time, Zhao Yue'e led Zhao Xiaobao out of the elevator and shouted to Zhao Ruyi at the door.
She couldn't see Zhao Ruyi and felt a little panicked. It happened that Zhao Xiaobao also wanted to find his father, so she led Zhao Xiaobao out and happened to see Zhao Ruyi and Zhong Xinyan standing at the door.
She wore a long sword beside her. The scabbard was black and matched with her white clothes, it looked like an ornament. No one would have thought that this was a long sword that could really cut people.
Except when she was in school, Zhao Yue'e almost never left her sword. This time when she went to Jiangsu Province, she had to take on the task of protecting Zhao Jinyun, so she even carried the long sword with her.
Song Junpeng was in severe pain when he saw Zhao Yue'e leading a little girl out of the hotel, pointing at Zhao Xiaobao fiercely, "This is your daughter, I've already checked, and one day I will cripple her!"
The words he said in anger touched Zhao Ruyi's breaking point. All the muscles in Zhao Ruyi's body tightened suddenly, and he punched out his right hand almost as a reflex, hitting Song Junpeng's right hand hard.
face.
Song Junpeng was a tall and thin man. Under this heavy blow, he flew up half a meter like a bamboo pole, and then crashed into the revolving door of the hotel.
Zhong Xinyan did not expect that Zhao Ruyi would strike suddenly without even making a sound, and this punch was really hard!
Song Junpeng, who was knocked out, never expected that Zhao Ruyi would dare to use violence at the door of the five-star Shangri-La Hotel. His head got stuck in the glass of the revolving door, and his mouth went numb for a while. Then he spat out half a mouthful of blood.
There are three more teeth.
Shocked and frightened, Song Junpeng saw Zhao Ruyi continue to walk towards him. Just when he was in a hurry and didn't know whether to block or run away, Zhao Ruyi stepped heavily on his stomach!
The security guard at the entrance of Shangri-La Hotel reacted very quickly. When he saw the beating, he hurriedly came to stop it.
The staff responsible for welcoming this fund forum saw Song Junpeng being beaten while wearing his representative ID card, and hurried over to help him.
"Who are you going to cripple!" Zhao Ruyi's anger reached its peak in an instant, and she stepped on his chest hard, wishing to beat Song Junpeng to death!
The space in the revolving door was limited, and five or six people were crowded in, but no one could pull Zhao Ruyi away.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhong Xinyan covered Zhao Xiaobao's eyes and took her to the elevator.
The so-called five steps of blood splattering, that's it!
The blood spurting out from Song Junpeng's mouth where he had knocked out his teeth almost stained half of the hotel's revolving door red. Some of the conference delegates who happened to be present looked at this scene in front of the hotel in surprise.
"What's going on! Stop!"
Director He, who had just gotten on the elevator, heard the news that the conference guests had been beaten, so he came down from the second floor and shouted at Zhao Ruyi.
Some other senior officials who were already in the conference hall on the second floor also came down to take a look at the situation.
I saw Song Junpeng lying in a pool of blood, and a young man wearing flowery trousers was being pulled by seven or eight people.
People passing by the Shangri-La Hotel stopped to watch, and some began to take out their mobile phones to take photos or videos, but were blocked by the security guards of the Shangri-La Hotel.
Just when Zhao Ruyi was finally dragged out of the revolving door by several men, Shi Xuewei got the news from Zhong Xinyan, hurriedly ran out of the elevator, showed his ID, "Police!"
When she said "police", the order was immediately suppressed. However, people who heard the source of the voice turned to look at her, only to find that she was a lolita wearing hot pants with big breasts...
Why is it like this... Shi Xuewei pushed away the crowd and glanced at Song Junpeng who had fainted in the revolving door, thinking that this matter would not be easy to solve.
Zhao Ruyi, on the other hand, was almost unscathed, except for some blood stains on her feet. She was breathing heavily at the moment, as if she still felt that the beating was not enough.
Woo woo woo...
Several police cars roared to the door of the hotel, and the local Public Security Bureau dispatched police forces as quickly as possible.
Shangri-La is the most upscale hotel in Ling'an. Is it a big deal that a bloody fight occurred at the entrance of the hotel?
Especially the one who was beaten was a representative of a large company in Beijing who was invited to the fund development forum hosted by the Provincial Financial Affairs Office!
"Why are you so excited..." Shi Xuewei came over and touched Zhao Ruyi, feeling that this matter would not end well.
"If he told you face to face that he wanted to kill Xiao Yunyi, what would you do?" Zhao Ruyi asked her.
"Holy shit, he really said that?" Shi Xuewei's eyes widened.
"What do you think..." Zhao Ruyi asked her.
Shi Xuewei was speechless, thought for a moment, and then said, "I also want to step on his feet."
The police who rushed over at this time immediately surrounded the scene. Director He, who had just shaken hands with Song Junpeng, gave instructions at the scene and asked people to send Song Junpeng to the hospital quickly. It was full of official power.
Song Junpeng was a representative participating in the fund forum. He was beaten in front of the hotel, which made the forum organizer embarrassed and made Director He very angry.
He has a friendship with Song Junpeng, mostly because of Song Junpeng's father. In recent years, Song Junpeng's father has been sitting steadily as the director of the Department of Finance of a prosperous province like Northern Jiangsu Province. Now that Song Junpeng is beaten, he will definitely want to
No matter what.
"The attacker is too arrogant. How can the public security in Ling'an be like this? Why don't you arrest the attacker quickly!" Seeing that Song Junpeng had been put into the ambulance, he puffed up his chest, pointed at Zhao Ruyi, and shouted
road.
He is a Beijing official who was solemnly invited by the Fund Forum. With his position, he has the weight to speak even in the capital. It is not a trivial matter to severely punish such a murderer!
The so-called helper does not help relatives, Song Junpeng has friendship with him, and such a little thief is dead!