Qin Lan's mood suddenly became very bad afterwards. She barely finished her meal with Ma Xiaohui and refused the invitation to visit Ma Xiaohui's house. She walked slowly along the road along the road, but she kept thinking about what Ma Xiaohui said in her heart.
Although it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, it was a summer night, and there were still many people walking on the street. A group of people gathered under the street lights to watch two old men playing chess and were still pointing out. An old woman was setting up a fruit stall on the street to do the last few business, and a ragged man squatted beside the trash can and searched for food discarded by the merchant.
Compared to sitting in Song Zicheng's luxury car, Qin Lan prefers her down-to-earth appearance now. The people on the roadside are so real and friendly, and she feels the simplicity and simplicity of life. In fact, all she wants is this kind of life. After get off work, she has home to go back, and after going home, someone can wait.
Because he got closer and closer to Song Zicheng during this period, Qin Lan always felt guilty towards her husband. After all, she had no reason to betray the marriage. When Ma Xiaohui told her husband that she was shopping with other women, Qin Lan was a little relaxed at first, hoping that what Ma Xiaohui said was true, that would be no longer the only person who made a mistake.
But when she became more and more convinced that Ma Xiaohui's words were true, she felt a tingling and panic in her heart. She didn't know how to face this fact. She used to feel that she loved Wu Yong not that deeply. Marriage was just a necessary procedure after falling in love, but now she felt that she was wrong. Wu Yong was the whole of marriage for her, and it was the whole of her life.
Qin Lan comforted herself that Ma Xiaohui was likely to have recognized the wrong person or was confused. Even if that person was really a husband, it did not mean that the husband must have anything to do with that woman. She might be a colleague in the unit or a friend she occasionally met, but this explanation was so pale that she could not convince herself.
Qin Lan took out her cell phone and wanted to call her husband to question him, but after thinking for a long time, she put the cell phone back in her pocket. She didn't have the courage to find out the truth, nor did she have the courage to accept the possible result. Fear and timidity made her bury her head in the sand like an ostrich, thinking that this danger would no longer exist.
The villa was brightly lit in the late night, but it was silent. Several guests sat upright on the sofa in the living room, but no one dared to speak. Occasionally, they communicated with each other with eyes, but the harvest was the same confused expression. They were all famous local bosses, who had already washed their hands and left the world, but they didn't know why they were suddenly invited to this very famous villa, but the owner of the villa had not shown up for a long time.
Just as everyone was waiting a little anxious and almost irritated, a sound came from the stairs on the second floor. A young man walked down lazily with a smile on his face. It was the youngest owner of this villa in history, Song Zicheng.
Song Zicheng looked in a good mood. He looked around the big guys around and bowed, "Everyone, I'm in the lower house. I believe you already know my identity. I took the liberty to invite you to visit late at night. There is really a big event that concerns the life and death of all of us. You are all seniors on the Tao. After I know, I dare not make decisions without authorization, so I have to ask you to come and discuss countermeasures together.
There was an old man in the middle who was beautiful and magnificent. He coughed lightly and said, "Young Master Liu Daming, we all heard of it, but we have already withdrawn from the world and ignore the world. Your brothers have always been in charge of Jiangcheng Niu Er. If you have any major issues, you can discuss with the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance. We are really unable to help us.
Seeing that the old man said something rude, Song Zicheng was not angry. Sri sat down slowly and waved his hand. A tall beauty in cheongsam poured Song Zicheng a glass of bright red wine. Song Zicheng picked up the wine glass and put it under his nose and sighed, "The luminous glass of grape wine, and the pipa was about to drink."
I think these two sentences are about drinking, but they also have infinite murderous aura. What do you think?
Those people looked at each other, wondering what Song Zicheng suddenly read the ancient poem, and didn't know how to answer. The old man just now replied proudly, "It's called drinking, but it's actually killing people." Mr. Liu held a banquet in Hongmen tonight, but he didn't know where our old bones offended your Brotherhood.
Song Zicheng took a sip of wine, and his face suddenly became serious and said, "Don't be afraid, Jiangcheng has always been a three-legged stalemate between our Brotherhood, the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance. We have been peaceful for many years, but these Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance have bad intentions and secretly colluded with outsiders, intending to subvert the great foundation of my Brotherhood and make Jiangcheng restless. Are you saying that such behavior is just a traitor?
Everyone's faces were shocked. Unexpectedly, what Song Zicheng told them was such an explosive news. After a while, the old man slowly said, "What about the evidence, we can't believe you in just one word. The Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance are also old gangs in our Jiangcheng for many years. How could they do such stupid things?"
Song Zicheng seemed to have known that the other party would ask this question before, and whistled, and immediately another cheongsam beauty sent a paper bag with thick stacks of secret photos, all of which were photos of the secret connection between the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance and strangers. They thought they were seamless, but unexpectedly they were captured by Jiang Cheng's omniscient Sky Eye System. Song Zicheng obtained these evidence through his relationship within the government.
The old man looked at the photo, but his hands began to tremble involuntarily. The Sancaihui and the Iron Blood Alliance were closely related to him. On the surface, he retired from the world, but he still had a great influence on these two gangs. Song Zicheng clearly wanted to force him to express his opinion and told him not to interfere in the brotherhood's grievances and disputes between the two gangs.
But thinking that Sancaihui and the Iron Blood Alliance dare to join forces with outsiders to deal with the Brotherhood, they must be fully confident. Even if the brothers have evidence, what can they do? Could it be that Song Zicheng can take the photo to the police station to report the case? The old man snorted coldly and said, "This photo cannot explain any problem. If your Brotherhood is really capable, you might as well seek justice by yourself. I forgive us for not being able to help."
The people around me also expressed their powerlessness, but Song Zicheng said leisurely, "You are misunderstandings." I asked everyone not to help me preside over justice, but to let you testify. I did set up a Hongmen Banquet tonight, but not for everyone here, but for the people of the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance. Just now our brotherhood had already attacked their lair. I guess the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance no longer existed at this time.
The people around him were distorted, and the old man's face changed even more. Finally, he said dryly, "Young Master Liu was joking, "The world is the most important thing in morality. These three talents and the Iron Blood Alliance are really self-destructive. The brothers are clearly doing things for heaven. I think the world of Jiangcheng will be led by Mr. Liu in the future.
Congratulations Ah, congratulations.
The people around were all old-fashioned people. Seeing that the old man had changed his mind immediately, they followed suit and flattered him. They wanted to praise Song Zicheng to the sky and joked that it turned out that Jiangcheng still had the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance that could restrain the Brotherhood, but after tonight, the Brotherhood would become the absolute overlord of Jiangcheng, and Song Zicheng was the only king of the Brotherhood.
Song Zicheng seemed to have expected everyone's reaction, and waved his hands again. Seven or eight beauties of cheongsam came out behind him, with exquisite curves and fascinating. The beauties were holding an exquisite suitcase in their hands. Song Zicheng smiled and said, "Everyone comes from afar, and you can't repay them. Some gifts are to express your feelings, but I hope that starting tomorrow, I will never hear anyone mention the two words "Sancaihui and Iron Blood Alliance."
After saying that, he ignored the flattery of these people, Song Zicheng turned to the second floor and came to the terrace, looking down at the lights of thousands of families at the foot of the mountain, but his heart was very excited. He had long wanted to get rid of the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance, but he had been concerned about the influence of the world and did not dare to take action easily. But now the other party gave him an excellent opportunity, and he also firmly grasped this opportunity and pulled out the two nails that had been stabbed in his heart for many years.
After tonight, there will be no more serious troubles.
Song Zicheng remembered that all these coincidences were caused by Qin Lan and her crying. Qin Lan could be said to have helped her a lot by accident. Song Zicheng remembered that Qin Lan was about to go to Qiubo in the afternoon, and couldn't help but feel itchy. He couldn't help but send a text message to Qin Lan to express his longing for her. When he succeeded, he should be full of warm fragrance and soft jade. Unfortunately, he only had the breeze and bright moon to miss her bitterly.
After a while, the phone rang. Song Zicheng hurriedly opened it and saw that it was Hong Haixin's text message, with only four short words on it. The task was completed. Song Zicheng smiled knowingly. Although he had known that it would be the result, only at this moment did his heart truly relax, and the brotherhood finally dominated Jiangcheng.
After that, various text messages came one after another, and well-informed people in Jiangcheng sent congratulatory messages to Song Zicheng, but Song Zicheng ignored them and frowned and looked for Qin Lan's text messages. He felt a little uneasy. I don't know why Qin Lan didn't reply to his text messages, because it was inconvenient for Wu Yong at home or for other reasons.
When all the text messages were settled, Song Zicheng still didn't wait for Qin Lan's text messages. He had already started to go a little crazy and couldn't help calling Qin Lan to ask clearly, but he held back his fingers several times when he pressed the dial button. Song Zicheng was definitely not the kind of person who begged for feelings from women.
Just when Song Zicheng couldn't help but want to kill someone, Qin Lan's text message finally came late, with only a short line of words. We should not contact us anymore. I don't want to be sorry to Wu Yong.
Seeing this text message, Song Zicheng laughed silently. He was not afraid of being rejected by Qin Lan, but was afraid that Qin Lan would ignore him at all. Moreover, Qin Lan's text message showed a dilemma between the lines, which showed that he had occupied a position in her heart that was no less than Wu Yong.
Even so, Song Zicheng still felt very depressed, especially after he achieved such a big victory, the small setback made him a little unacceptable. He felt an unknown anger in his heart burning, but he didn't know where to burn.
The Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance have been destroyed. Although Jiangcheng is big, there is no one to fight for.
Suddenly the phone rang, but it was A Bao's phone call. It turned out that after A Bao sent Hu Liang to the hospital, after an emergency examination by the doctor, Hu Liang had a soft tissue torn and some vital part was seriously damaged, which was probably affected by male function. After some rescue, the injury was controlled, but he remained unconscious. Hu Liang had just woken up, and A Bao called to ask what to do next.
Song Zicheng's eyes lit up. He was worried that he had no place to vent, so he immediately said to the phone, "Don't do anything, I'll go there immediately, I'll deal with this Hu Liang myself."
After hanging up the phone, Song Zicheng returned to the bedroom and quickly changed into casual clothes. He walked downstairs and saw that the old guys had returned with a full load. Not only was the box missing, but even the cheongsam beauty carrying the box was taken away. Song Zicheng couldn't help but smile. No matter how old a man was, he could not escape the word "wealth".
The box contained a total of 500,000 yuan in cash, and the cheongsam beauty was hired at a price of 10,000 yuan a day. Song Zicheng threw out millions at once, but he felt that spending a sum of money could make these old guys stand on his side and speak for him. He didn't want to be the target of being criticized, and his ambition was not just a small Jiangcheng.
Song Zicheng did not bring his bodyguard, but drove to the hospital where Hu Liang was taken to. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw Abao hurried over and said, "Young Master Song, why did you come here in person? You can do this little thing with a little bit of money. All the things sent to this place are missing, so as not to stain your eyes."
Ignoring Abao's compliments, Song Zicheng got out of the car and looked at the hospital. It was not very large in scale, only a dilapidated four-story building, which looked like it was disrepair. A wooden sign at the door said Jiangcheng Rongjun Hospital, which was mottled by the wind and sun.
A Bao really found a good place. The hospital was not good at seeing its level. It would probably take a year or two to be discharged from the hospital after sending Hu Liang here. Song Zicheng nodded in approval and expressed satisfaction with A Bao's ability to comprehend. It was very simple to make Hu Liang die, but letting him suffer from torture alive is the most enjoyable thing.
The hospital placed Hu Liang's ward at the corner of the third floor. There were three beds in the ward, but the other two were empty and there were no patients. It can be seen that the business of this hospital was relatively depressed. If it were not for the special nature of the hospital, the Jiangcheng government would have to pay a sum of money to support these medical staff every year. It is estimated that the hospital would have gone bankrupt long ago.
Hu Liang was lying on the bed and motionless. In fact, he couldn't move even if he wanted to. He was fixed on the bracket with plaster on both legs, gauze wrapped around his body, and ointment was applied on his face. It was numb and itchy, but he couldn't scratch it with his hands, so itchy.
Thinking of his situation before he fell into a coma, Hu Liang was still in lingering fear. The man was definitely not a good man. He stepped on his feet and was ruthless and accurate, and he was clearly heading for his own key points. He felt a faint pain in his lower body. Hu Liang felt relieved. The pain meant that he still felt. What he was most afraid of was that he lost consciousness in the place after waking up, which was what a man was most afraid of.
Seeing his miserable situation, Hu Liang couldn't help but gritted his teeth and thought that if he had survived this level, he would have to make those who bully him pay the price. That big black man at least had to cut his hands and feet to relieve his hatred. Qin Lan didn't need to say that he had to let her know what it means to want to live and die. As for the so-called Young Master Song, damn, first scratch his little face, and that slutty smile made people upset.
He was having a beautiful dream when suddenly a face he was thinking about appeared in front of him. He heard the other party say slowly, "Oh, I'm in good spirits. It seems that Abao's kick was not fierce enough. He woke up so soon. Don't be afraid. I just came over to see if you are alive. If I die, I will be very disappointed.
Hu Liang's eyes suddenly widened, and he wanted to shout something but didn't dare to shout it out. It was this dark face that kept appearing in his dreams when he was unconscious. How could he appear here? In a panic, he suddenly saw A Bao's face poking from the side. He was shocked and scared, and he fainted again after his eyes rolled.
Seeing Hu Liang's reaction, Song Zicheng couldn't help but say a few swear words, saying that he hadn't done anything, and this kid started to pretend to be dead, not satisfied at all, but he couldn't wake him up again. After all, this is also a hospital, so he should pay attention to some influence.
But Song Zicheng felt very unwilling to let Hu Liang go like this.
While thinking hard, a rough voice suddenly sounded behind me, "What are you doing? Let's go ahead and I'm going to change the patient's medicine, without any wink. Please help me with gauze, and you lift up his clothes for me."
A large and thick nurse directed Song Zicheng and Abao to change the medicine for Hu Liang in a rough voice. Song Zicheng and Abao looked at each other and obediently did it. Although they were afraid of people outside, they could not do the work of a young nurse as a big shot.
After changing the medicine, the nurse said, "You are the patient's family." Tell you that the patient's lower body is swelling severely. Be careful not to let him be stimulated, otherwise the sealed wound will tear it. Do you understand?"
After the nurse left, Song Zicheng thought about what he had just given, and asked Abao to come over and ask who the most beautiful nurse in this hospital was immediately and asked her to change the medicine for Hu Liang every day. Don’t Hu Liang like women? I will let him appreciate the beauty every day. I’m not too much.
Hearing Song Zicheng's words, Abao couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Although Song Zicheng said it casually, as if he was joking, Abao knew that Song Zicheng would not let Hu Liang go easily, so he nodded and said, "I'll look for it right away."
A Bao left the ward and was worried about where to go to inquire. Suddenly, he saw that the nurse who changed the dressing just now had not walked away. He was happy and hurriedly ran over to stop the nurse and asked nervously, "Hey, what is the name of the most beautiful nurse in your hospital? I'll discuss it with her."
The nurse was blocked by Abao's way, but when Abao's question was heard, his face turned red suddenly, and he said with a little twisted voice, "I hate it, don't praise him for being beautiful anymore, they will be proud."
Seeing her shy face, Abao's voice became delicate, and he was stunned and wondered if he had said something wrong just now, so he had to ask again patiently, "I'm asking who the most beautiful woman in your hospital is."
The nurse was still embarrassed to say, "Why are you so direct? I also know that I am too beautiful and easy to be missed by people. I have tried to keep a low profile, but I was still discovered by you. It can be seen that the world is not lacking in beauty, but eyes to discover beauty. What do you think.
A Bao's fist clenched tightly in an instant, but slowly relaxed. He warned himself that this was a hospital and resisted the urge to slapped the other party. A Bao left without looking back, but the nurse's voice sounded behind him, "Hey, why are you leaving? You haven't asked what the name is."
He didn't dare to look back. A Bao rushed from the third floor to the first floor and breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear. This woman became more terrifying than a man. If she didn't leave, she might be harassed by her. Seeing a young security guard at the gate in a daze, his eyes lit up, he walked over and handed him a cigarette and said, "Brother, I'll borrow a fire."
When the security guard saw that it was China, he quickly took out a lighter and lit it for Abao. He said with some sincerity, "Brother is here to see my friend, and I said, "If you have the conditions, you should transfer to the hospital as soon as possible. The doctor's level here is not good, so he will know that he will be tested and prescribed medicine for you. If you catch a cold, you will be hospitalized for a week."
Abao smiled and said, "I think this hospital is pretty good. Cleanliness is conducive to recuperation." By the way, I want to ask you about who the most beautiful nurse in your hospital is."
The security guard suddenly felt energetic and said proudly, "Brother, you are right, I don't know anyone from doctors to nurses in this hospital. Although there are few people in our hospital, the nurses are 70 or 80. If you want to say that the most beautiful one is Yu Wei, she is beautiful and has a good figure, but she is also very arrogant. If you want to chase her, you have to use your brain."
A Bao didn't talk much nonsense to him. When asked clearly the department where Yu Wei was, he hurried over. When he walked to the nurse's station, he saw a very beautiful girl wearing a nurse's uniform and lowered her head to write a medical record. A Bao was afraid that Song Zicheng would be anxious, so he slapped the table and said, "Are you Yu Wei?"
The girl raised her head and saw Abao's appearance, she said vigilantly, "Who are you, what are you looking for me?"
Abao hurriedly explained that I have a friend who is hospitalized with you. I think the nurse who changes his medicine is not good at it, so I want you to take care of my friend. Just talk about how much it costs.
Hearing the other party's strong tone of nouveau riche, Yu Wei couldn't help but feel disgusted. She has seen many such people in the past few years working in the hospital, thinking that she could be domineering with a little money. If the other party's attitude is sincere, maybe Yu Wei can think about it.
But seeing Abao's expression of money when he kept silent, Yu Wei's face darkened and said in a cold tone, "I'm sorry, I have patients here to take care of. You should let your friends be patient. If you recover from the illness, you can leave the hospital."
Seeing Yu Wei refuse, Abao was a little anxious and hurriedly took out a stack of money from his pocket and put it on the table and snorted coldly, "This money should be enough." You only earn more than a month. Even if you can't stand me, you won't be able to get along with the money."
Yu Wei has only been a nurse for more than four years, and her salary is only over 3,000 yuan, and the bonus is less than 4,000 yuan. The main reason is that their hospital has poor performance, so the bonus is much worse. Seeing Abao's stack of money is more than 20,000 yuan, I was not shocked. This person is really generous in his actions, and the cash he can easily get is equivalent to his salary for more than half a year.
But Yu Wei was unmoved, but her face was as cold as a frost, sir, please respect our profession. If you are so rich, you can help your friends find a better hospital. There are the most professional medical staff there. Why bother to be wronged in our small hospital? Please leave immediately, otherwise I will call the police.
Seeing that he didn't leave, Yu Wei really wanted to call the police, so Abao had to leave in shame. He thought that this beauty really had personality and didn't earn tens of thousands of dollars. He didn't know what to think, but there was no way, he had to go back and deal with Song Zicheng.
Hearing Abao's report, Song Zicheng smiled slightly, as if he was curious about this young nurse who was rich and could not be misled. Seeing that it was less than 12 o'clock, he said with interest, "Let's go, I'll invite this Yu Wei in person."
I want to see what level of beauty can this broken place have.
Yu Wei was sulking at the nurse station. When she remembered Abao's rich and willful look just now, she was indignant. Why is God so unfair? She is also a human being. She worked hard to stay up late at night shifts, and sometimes she had to be angry. She was made difficult and criticized by the patient's family, and even beaten and scolded. The money she earned in a month was not enough for the rest of the meal.
Humph, it’s so great that you have money. If you are sick, you have to go to the hospital to ask us for help. Don’t let me hit you again next time. Yu Wei took a neutral pen and drew hard on the blank record sheet, cursing that big man was hit by a car when he went out. It would be better to get rid of his body and he will definitely take good care of him.
Yu Wei was just thinking about being in a daze when suddenly he heard someone on the other side ask, Hello, is it you, Ms. Yu Wei?
When Yu Wei heard this, she thought it was the man who had just been pestering again, and she said viciously without raising her head, "I'm saying you're done, if you do this, I really want to call the police."
Ah……？
She held her cell phone and tried to hit her, but she saw that the person in front of her was not the big man just now, but a sunny and handsome young man. She was looking at herself with a smile on her face, and her face turned red and she stuttered, "I'm sorry, I thought you were the one just now, sorry, what's wrong with you?"
But I thought to myself, it’s over, the other party is the type I like, but I was so arrogant just now, which is too embarrassing.
Song Zicheng looked at Yu Wei calmly. Among the women he had seen, Yu Wei could be at most 70% in terms of appearance. Yu Wei's facial features were very upright and had no major defects, but they were not as stunning as Qin Lan. But Yu Wei's biggest advantage is that her skin is white, tender and smooth, and there is no flaw, just like a porcelain doll, which reminds people of the feeling of touching the best silk.
Although Song Zicheng has seen countless women and has seen women with whiter skin than Yu Wei, those women have either been carefully modified and cannot withstand the test of getting up in the morning, or they are pale like dead people, making people unable to live a slight desire to get close. And ice-skinned and jade-like skin like Yu Wei is the best choice for men to enjoy the fingers.
If it were the past, Song Zicheng would not mind having a passionate night with Yu Wei, but since he met Qin Lan, his mood to hunt for beauty was not as good as before, and he was nostalgic for fireworks places less and less. This is probably one of the reasons why Song Tianwen is more at ease with Song Zicheng.
Seeing Yu Wei explaining in a panic, Song Zicheng chuckled, "My friend ran into Miss Yu just now, I apologize to you on his behalf, and I hope Miss Yu won't take it to heart."
Yu Wei shook her head and said nervously, "In fact, nothing is wrong, I haven't held a grudge against Ah. He wasn't saying anything bad about me just now."
I was always angry with him. Actually, I usually have a good temper. If you don’t believe me, go and ask our head nurse.
Song Zicheng smiled and said, "No need." I knew at a glance that Miss Yu is a kind-hearted and helpful person. I came here this time and wanted to ask Miss Yu for something."
In fact, that patient is not my friend.
Then Song Zicheng told Yu Wei what Hu Liang did in the shoe and sock factory.
After hearing this, Yu Wei stood upright and shouted in anger, "This person is really hateful, why do you want to send him to our hospital and let him fend for himself."
Song Zicheng shook his head and said, "It's too cheap to let such a person die, and letting him live is the greatest punishment." As he said that, he leaned into Yu Wei's ear and whispered a few words, telling the other party what he planned.
Yu Wei then realized the real purpose of the person who just found her. I don’t know if it was because Song Zicheng was too close or because Song Zicheng felt shy. Her face was red like an apple. She said hesitantly, “It’s not good to do this. We are nurses to cure diseases and save people. How can we deliberately torture patients? I have sworn that we will not do anything that harms the interests of patients.”
Song Zicheng was very good at tempting, and the reason was not said like this. A person is called a patient when he is physically ill, but a patient when he is mentally ill is also called a patient. If a person has a problem with his thoughts, he will not only harm himself, but also hurt others. We are not harming him, but helping him correct his mistakes. Otherwise, when he is cured, he will not know which innocent girl will suffer.
After hearing what Song Zicheng said, Yu Wei was shaken. What she usually hates the man who bullies women the most, and she hates perverts even more. After hesitating for a long time, she gritted her teeth and said, "No matter how much I do it, I will do it. At worst, this nurse will stop working as a nurse. We must avenge our women."
Song Zicheng nodded in approval, patted his chest and said, "You don't have to worry about this. If your hospital really dares to fire you, I promise to introduce you to a job that is ten times better than this. You can choose any major hospital in Jiangcheng, and you can go to any of them."
What you said is true or false, you can't be bragging.
Yu Wei looked at Song Zicheng with a puzzled look, looked at Song Zicheng with her head tilted for a long time, and finally reached out and said, "No, if you speak nonsense, I will be miserable. Give me a business card. If I really don't have a job, I will stay at your doorstep to see if you dare to brag."
When the beauty questioned her promise, Song Zicheng shook his head helplessly, reached out to take out a business card from his pocket, took a pen from the workbench, signed his name with a brush, and wrote down his mobile phone number, and handed it to Yu Wei. He said seriously, if you have any questions, just call this phone and I keep my word.
There is nothing I can't do in Jiangcheng yet.
Song Zicheng's words were strongly confident, which made it difficult for Yu Wei to suspect that he would lie. He subconsciously took over the business card and read the information above. Song Zicheng, deputy general manager of Tianzi Investment Group, isn't it. This little boy not only has a good appearance, but is actually an elite, but also has a sense of justice. Yu Wei's favor for Song Zicheng soared, and he was about to reach an obsession. Such an excellent man can actually make him meet, which is simply a great fortune.
Yu Wei and Song Zicheng asked Hu Liang's ward number and bed number, wrote down Hu Liang's name, and told Song Zicheng that she would discuss with the head nurse after turning around and temporarily switch positions with the nurse in charge of Hu Liang. Song Zicheng was very satisfied and handed over the 20,000 yuan that Abao had just taken out to Yu Wei, and said without any refusal, this is my deposit. If I don't keep my word, you won't be empty-handed.
After Song Zicheng and Abao left, Yu Wei was still staring at the stack of money on the table. Tonight it was like a dream. Not only did she meet a handsome handsome guy with a wealthy fortune, but she also made a fortune for no reason. Could it be that it was because she went to the temple to make a wish for the Bodhisattva last weekend that the Bodhisattva appeared?
Suddenly, a noise broke out in the distance. Yu Wei woke up like a dream. Then she quickly put the money on the table in her bag. She suddenly remembered something and looked up at her head. She patted her pretty plump breasts. Fortunately, the camera in the corridor had not been repaired yet, otherwise she would not dare to take the money.
Suddenly, the phone she put in her pocket vibrated. Yu Wei took it out and looked at it. It turned out that it was her friend Wu Qianqian who sent her a text message saying that the jet lag was not reversed and she wanted to chat with Yu Wei.
This guy is amazing when he goes abroad. Isn’t this obvious showing off? Yu Wei thought hatefully, but she still chatted with Wu Qianqian in a hot mood. She and Wu Qianqian have been good friends since elementary school, but they have always been competitors. They are learning, dancing and singing. Anyway, as long as the two of them get together, they always have to be better or worse.
But in the end, Yu Wei was dejected to realize that she had actually lost at the starting line from the beginning. Wu Qianqian's family was not as good as hers. She was still working on the light to prepare for the college entrance examination, but she had already obtained a ticket to study in the UK. If Yu Wei hadn't had a good mentality, she might not even have the courage to take the college entrance examination.
However, this did not seem to affect the friendship between the two. Wu Qianqian went to the UK without relatives, but instead contacted Yu Wei more frequently. Every time she came back, she would bring a lot of small gifts to Yu Wei. Yu Wei gradually adapted to the gap between the two and could treat each other's relationship with a normal mind.
Yu Wei wanted to ask Wu Qianqian to go shopping on the weekend, but Wu Qianqian said with great distress that she wanted to go on a blind date on the weekend, which was arranged by her parents, and she could not refuse. Yu Wei thought that it seemed that the children of high-ranking officials could not escape the fate of being forced to marry by her parents. Her mentality was inevitably much more balanced, at least she could still make decisions on her own marriage.
Wu Qianqian obviously didn't want to mention blind dates, so she quickly changed the subject and asked Yu Wei whether she had found a boyfriend in the past few years. This seemed to be Yu Wei's pain again. She has not been idle in the past few years and has met many men without stopping, but she can't find the feeling of being final.
Suddenly thinking of Song Zicheng whom Yu Wei met just now, Yu Wei couldn't help but feel rippling in her heart. This man is impeccable in any aspect, speaks appropriately, has a gentlemanly demeanor, and has a career. More importantly, he has a sense of justice. But will such a man have no girlfriend around him?
Yu Wei really wanted to talk to Wu Qianqian about Song Zicheng's affairs and ask her to come up with ideas for her, but she had already made more than half of the text message. Yu Wei quickly deleted the text message, with a decisive expression on her face. Perhaps Wu Qianqian is better than her in everything, but now she wants to prove it to Wu Qianqian. Yu Wei's vision of men is definitely better than her.
She must find the best man to be her boyfriend.
Song Zicheng left the hospital and asked Abao to report to Hong Haixin first. Although the work has been done, there are still many trivial tasks to be done to stabilize the situation. Hong Haixin must have lacked manpower, so he can't help himself, and he can't hold him back.
After all this trouble, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening. Song Zicheng drove the car on the street. He didn't want to go back to the villa immediately. He took out a small bottle of whiskey from the seat and sipped it. He didn't seem to be worried about being caught by the traffic police. It was a joke. Even if there were people who didn't know his car, they should know his license plate.
In the early morning, Jiangcheng had no longer the hustle and bustle of the day, and became like a sleepy cat. Song Zicheng's heart was as empty as the street. The wine gradually surged. He thought of Qin Lan uncontrollably, the woman he seemed to be at his fingertips and always stayed close.
There are not a thousand or eight hundred women he has slept in these years, but now none of them can remember the other person's name. What makes him nostalgic is their beautiful face and youthful body. There are countless girls like Yu Wei, which is hard for him to remember. Qin Lan may be the woman he is destined to meet.
Suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of the car, and Song Zicheng stepped on the brakes, but because he drank, his feet became weak and the brakes didn't step to the bottom. The car continued to slide forward and hit the black shadow with a bang. The black shadow fell to the ground with a whimper, struggled for a few times and got up, dragging a lame leg into the alley on the side of the road.
It turned out to be a stray dog. Song Zicheng breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how capable he is, he would not easily cause a lawsuit for death. He simply parked his car on the side of the road and got out to let himself wake up.
He lit a cigarette and looked at the surrounding environment, but felt familiar. As he looked at it, he found that this was the road at the entrance of Qin Lan's community. He accidentally drove the car to Qin Lan's door.
Song Zicheng couldn't help but walk under a tree outside the community gate, raised his head to look for the window of Qin Lan's house. He had already investigated the specific location of Qin Lan's house, but because it was night, he searched for a long time before finding the window and found that the lights were still on in the bedroom.
Qin Lan hasn't fallen asleep yet.
Song Zicheng's heart jumped up. Could it be that she couldn't sleep? Could she be waiting for her text message? Maybe she regretted rejecting herself.
As the successor of Emperor Tianzi Investment Group and the boss behind the Brotherhood, Song Zicheng has never been a person who cares about the past. He immediately took out his cell phone and wanted to call Qin Lan, but suddenly a taxi drove a short distance away, and happened to be parked at the entrance of the community. A familiar figure of Song Zicheng got out of the car, which was Qin Lan's husband Wu Yong.
Song Zicheng's pupils shrank and immediately retreated into the shadow behind the tree. He watched Wu Yong quickly walk into the community gate and his face became gloomy. It has been almost a month since he and Hong Haixin last designed to ask Wu Yong to work in the karaoke bar, but what he imagined did not happen. Wu Yong actually seemed to have changed his body, not only withstood the temptation of beauty, but also did the work in the karaoke bar with great success.
Moreover, after Hong Haixin's reaction, Liu Lili appreciated Wu Yong very much, intentionally or unintentionally destroyed Hong Haixin's plan, and even had a conflict with Hong Haixin, which made Hong Haixin a little hindered and didn't know how to continue.
Originally, in Song Zicheng's impression, Wu Yong was a mediocre man, nothing special. He was timid and afraid of things, but he was greedy for wealth and glory. However, it was such a vulgar man who could be recognized by Qin Lan and Liu Lili one after another. Song Zicheng didn't know what charm Wu Yong was, and he could make two excellent women feel sorry for him.
Song Zicheng stared at the window of Qin Lan's bedroom. Ten minutes later, the lights in the bedroom went out and fell into darkness. It was obvious that Wu Yong and Qin Lan had both fallen asleep.
Thinking that Qin Lan was doing the turtle of Wushan with her husband at this moment, her delicate body was gentle under Wu Yong, and Song Zicheng's breathing could not help but rush, reached out and punched the tree trunk next to him, still staring at the dark window, without realizing that blood had flowed out of the back of his hand.
If it were normal, Song Zicheng could face it calmly. After all, Wu Yong and Qin Lan have been married for more than three years, and they have been married for countless times. If he cares about this, he doesn't have to pursue Qin Lan anymore. But now Song Zicheng has drunk alcohol and can't control his emotions. He picked up a stone and smashed it into the window opposite.
With a thud, the window was smashed. The sound in the quiet community was particularly harsh. Many windows around were lit up, and some people poked their heads out naked to check. They didn't know what was going on, and they cursed, obviously because they were disturbed by someone.
The lights in Qin Lan's bedroom were also on, but there was no sign of people appearing at the window. Perhaps because they were afraid that there would be stones to throw them over, they did not dare to approach the window. Song Zicheng thought maliciously that it would be best to scare Wu Yong to the point of psychological shadow and that he would never live a married life with Qin Lan again in the future.
Seeing the effect of throwing stones by himself, Song Zicheng clapped his hands with satisfaction and prepared to drive away. If he didn't leave, it would be a good idea if someone found out that the prank he had done was not great. He didn't want Qin Lan to know that the stone was thrown by himself, but after he had just taken two steps, he suddenly twisted his arm with one hand behind him, and then a shout came, "Who are you and did you throw that stone?"
Song Zicheng struggled for a few times but could not break free from the other party's restraints. He complained in his heart. In the middle of the night, there was really someone walking around the streets like himself. He changed his mind and simply gave up struggling. He smiled and said, "Brother, you take this watch on my arm and let me go, just pretend that I didn't see anything. What."
Like most wealthy people, Song Zicheng usually does not carry cash. Apart from his mobile phone, the watch is more valuable. It is a new model from Rolex this year. Even if Song Zicheng is a VIP customer, he spent nearly 80,000 yuan when buying it. Song Zicheng didn't feel sorry for a watch, but he was afraid that the other party would not recognize the goods and could not see the value of this watch.
The man didn't even look at it, and spat and said, "Stop talking nonsense. I've long seen you don't look like a good person. I've stood there sneakily for a long time. What do you mean by smashing someone's glass in the middle of the night? Believe it or not, I'll take you to the police station.
Although it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, it was a summer night, and there were still many people walking on the street. A group of people gathered under the street lights to watch two old men playing chess and were still pointing out. An old woman was setting up a fruit stall on the street to do the last few business, and a ragged man squatted beside the trash can and searched for food discarded by the merchant.
Compared to sitting in Song Zicheng's luxury car, Qin Lan prefers her down-to-earth appearance now. The people on the roadside are so real and friendly, and she feels the simplicity and simplicity of life. In fact, all she wants is this kind of life. After get off work, she has home to go back, and after going home, someone can wait.
Because he got closer and closer to Song Zicheng during this period, Qin Lan always felt guilty towards her husband. After all, she had no reason to betray the marriage. When Ma Xiaohui told her husband that she was shopping with other women, Qin Lan was a little relaxed at first, hoping that what Ma Xiaohui said was true, that would be no longer the only person who made a mistake.
But when she became more and more convinced that Ma Xiaohui's words were true, she felt a tingling and panic in her heart. She didn't know how to face this fact. She used to feel that she loved Wu Yong not that deeply. Marriage was just a necessary procedure after falling in love, but now she felt that she was wrong. Wu Yong was the whole of marriage for her, and it was the whole of her life.
Qin Lan comforted herself that Ma Xiaohui was likely to have recognized the wrong person or was confused. Even if that person was really a husband, it did not mean that the husband must have anything to do with that woman. She might be a colleague in the unit or a friend she occasionally met, but this explanation was so pale that she could not convince herself.
Qin Lan took out her cell phone and wanted to call her husband to question him, but after thinking for a long time, she put the cell phone back in her pocket. She didn't have the courage to find out the truth, nor did she have the courage to accept the possible result. Fear and timidity made her bury her head in the sand like an ostrich, thinking that this danger would no longer exist.
The villa was brightly lit in the late night, but it was silent. Several guests sat upright on the sofa in the living room, but no one dared to speak. Occasionally, they communicated with each other with eyes, but the harvest was the same confused expression. They were all famous local bosses, who had already washed their hands and left the world, but they didn't know why they were suddenly invited to this very famous villa, but the owner of the villa had not shown up for a long time.
Just as everyone was waiting a little anxious and almost irritated, a sound came from the stairs on the second floor. A young man walked down lazily with a smile on his face. It was the youngest owner of this villa in history, Song Zicheng.
Song Zicheng looked in a good mood. He looked around the big guys around and bowed, "Everyone, I'm in the lower house. I believe you already know my identity. I took the liberty to invite you to visit late at night. There is really a big event that concerns the life and death of all of us. You are all seniors on the Tao. After I know, I dare not make decisions without authorization, so I have to ask you to come and discuss countermeasures together.
There was an old man in the middle who was beautiful and magnificent. He coughed lightly and said, "Young Master Liu Daming, we all heard of it, but we have already withdrawn from the world and ignore the world. Your brothers have always been in charge of Jiangcheng Niu Er. If you have any major issues, you can discuss with the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance. We are really unable to help us.
Seeing that the old man said something rude, Song Zicheng was not angry. Sri sat down slowly and waved his hand. A tall beauty in cheongsam poured Song Zicheng a glass of bright red wine. Song Zicheng picked up the wine glass and put it under his nose and sighed, "The luminous glass of grape wine, and the pipa was about to drink."
I think these two sentences are about drinking, but they also have infinite murderous aura. What do you think?
Those people looked at each other, wondering what Song Zicheng suddenly read the ancient poem, and didn't know how to answer. The old man just now replied proudly, "It's called drinking, but it's actually killing people." Mr. Liu held a banquet in Hongmen tonight, but he didn't know where our old bones offended your Brotherhood.
Song Zicheng took a sip of wine, and his face suddenly became serious and said, "Don't be afraid, Jiangcheng has always been a three-legged stalemate between our Brotherhood, the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance. We have been peaceful for many years, but these Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance have bad intentions and secretly colluded with outsiders, intending to subvert the great foundation of my Brotherhood and make Jiangcheng restless. Are you saying that such behavior is just a traitor?
Everyone's faces were shocked. Unexpectedly, what Song Zicheng told them was such an explosive news. After a while, the old man slowly said, "What about the evidence, we can't believe you in just one word. The Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance are also old gangs in our Jiangcheng for many years. How could they do such stupid things?"
Song Zicheng seemed to have known that the other party would ask this question before, and whistled, and immediately another cheongsam beauty sent a paper bag with thick stacks of secret photos, all of which were photos of the secret connection between the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance and strangers. They thought they were seamless, but unexpectedly they were captured by Jiang Cheng's omniscient Sky Eye System. Song Zicheng obtained these evidence through his relationship within the government.
The old man looked at the photo, but his hands began to tremble involuntarily. The Sancaihui and the Iron Blood Alliance were closely related to him. On the surface, he retired from the world, but he still had a great influence on these two gangs. Song Zicheng clearly wanted to force him to express his opinion and told him not to interfere in the brotherhood's grievances and disputes between the two gangs.
But thinking that Sancaihui and the Iron Blood Alliance dare to join forces with outsiders to deal with the Brotherhood, they must be fully confident. Even if the brothers have evidence, what can they do? Could it be that Song Zicheng can take the photo to the police station to report the case? The old man snorted coldly and said, "This photo cannot explain any problem. If your Brotherhood is really capable, you might as well seek justice by yourself. I forgive us for not being able to help."
The people around me also expressed their powerlessness, but Song Zicheng said leisurely, "You are misunderstandings." I asked everyone not to help me preside over justice, but to let you testify. I did set up a Hongmen Banquet tonight, but not for everyone here, but for the people of the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance. Just now our brotherhood had already attacked their lair. I guess the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance no longer existed at this time.
The people around him were distorted, and the old man's face changed even more. Finally, he said dryly, "Young Master Liu was joking, "The world is the most important thing in morality. These three talents and the Iron Blood Alliance are really self-destructive. The brothers are clearly doing things for heaven. I think the world of Jiangcheng will be led by Mr. Liu in the future.
Congratulations Ah, congratulations.
The people around were all old-fashioned people. Seeing that the old man had changed his mind immediately, they followed suit and flattered him. They wanted to praise Song Zicheng to the sky and joked that it turned out that Jiangcheng still had the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance that could restrain the Brotherhood, but after tonight, the Brotherhood would become the absolute overlord of Jiangcheng, and Song Zicheng was the only king of the Brotherhood.
Song Zicheng seemed to have expected everyone's reaction, and waved his hands again. Seven or eight beauties of cheongsam came out behind him, with exquisite curves and fascinating. The beauties were holding an exquisite suitcase in their hands. Song Zicheng smiled and said, "Everyone comes from afar, and you can't repay them. Some gifts are to express your feelings, but I hope that starting tomorrow, I will never hear anyone mention the two words "Sancaihui and Iron Blood Alliance."
After saying that, he ignored the flattery of these people, Song Zicheng turned to the second floor and came to the terrace, looking down at the lights of thousands of families at the foot of the mountain, but his heart was very excited. He had long wanted to get rid of the Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance, but he had been concerned about the influence of the world and did not dare to take action easily. But now the other party gave him an excellent opportunity, and he also firmly grasped this opportunity and pulled out the two nails that had been stabbed in his heart for many years.
After tonight, there will be no more serious troubles.
Song Zicheng remembered that all these coincidences were caused by Qin Lan and her crying. Qin Lan could be said to have helped her a lot by accident. Song Zicheng remembered that Qin Lan was about to go to Qiubo in the afternoon, and couldn't help but feel itchy. He couldn't help but send a text message to Qin Lan to express his longing for her. When he succeeded, he should be full of warm fragrance and soft jade. Unfortunately, he only had the breeze and bright moon to miss her bitterly.
After a while, the phone rang. Song Zicheng hurriedly opened it and saw that it was Hong Haixin's text message, with only four short words on it. The task was completed. Song Zicheng smiled knowingly. Although he had known that it would be the result, only at this moment did his heart truly relax, and the brotherhood finally dominated Jiangcheng.
After that, various text messages came one after another, and well-informed people in Jiangcheng sent congratulatory messages to Song Zicheng, but Song Zicheng ignored them and frowned and looked for Qin Lan's text messages. He felt a little uneasy. I don't know why Qin Lan didn't reply to his text messages, because it was inconvenient for Wu Yong at home or for other reasons.
When all the text messages were settled, Song Zicheng still didn't wait for Qin Lan's text messages. He had already started to go a little crazy and couldn't help calling Qin Lan to ask clearly, but he held back his fingers several times when he pressed the dial button. Song Zicheng was definitely not the kind of person who begged for feelings from women.
Just when Song Zicheng couldn't help but want to kill someone, Qin Lan's text message finally came late, with only a short line of words. We should not contact us anymore. I don't want to be sorry to Wu Yong.
Seeing this text message, Song Zicheng laughed silently. He was not afraid of being rejected by Qin Lan, but was afraid that Qin Lan would ignore him at all. Moreover, Qin Lan's text message showed a dilemma between the lines, which showed that he had occupied a position in her heart that was no less than Wu Yong.
Even so, Song Zicheng still felt very depressed, especially after he achieved such a big victory, the small setback made him a little unacceptable. He felt an unknown anger in his heart burning, but he didn't know where to burn.
The Sancai Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance have been destroyed. Although Jiangcheng is big, there is no one to fight for.
Suddenly the phone rang, but it was A Bao's phone call. It turned out that after A Bao sent Hu Liang to the hospital, after an emergency examination by the doctor, Hu Liang had a soft tissue torn and some vital part was seriously damaged, which was probably affected by male function. After some rescue, the injury was controlled, but he remained unconscious. Hu Liang had just woken up, and A Bao called to ask what to do next.
Song Zicheng's eyes lit up. He was worried that he had no place to vent, so he immediately said to the phone, "Don't do anything, I'll go there immediately, I'll deal with this Hu Liang myself."
After hanging up the phone, Song Zicheng returned to the bedroom and quickly changed into casual clothes. He walked downstairs and saw that the old guys had returned with a full load. Not only was the box missing, but even the cheongsam beauty carrying the box was taken away. Song Zicheng couldn't help but smile. No matter how old a man was, he could not escape the word "wealth".
The box contained a total of 500,000 yuan in cash, and the cheongsam beauty was hired at a price of 10,000 yuan a day. Song Zicheng threw out millions at once, but he felt that spending a sum of money could make these old guys stand on his side and speak for him. He didn't want to be the target of being criticized, and his ambition was not just a small Jiangcheng.
Song Zicheng did not bring his bodyguard, but drove to the hospital where Hu Liang was taken to. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw Abao hurried over and said, "Young Master Song, why did you come here in person? You can do this little thing with a little bit of money. All the things sent to this place are missing, so as not to stain your eyes."
Ignoring Abao's compliments, Song Zicheng got out of the car and looked at the hospital. It was not very large in scale, only a dilapidated four-story building, which looked like it was disrepair. A wooden sign at the door said Jiangcheng Rongjun Hospital, which was mottled by the wind and sun.
A Bao really found a good place. The hospital was not good at seeing its level. It would probably take a year or two to be discharged from the hospital after sending Hu Liang here. Song Zicheng nodded in approval and expressed satisfaction with A Bao's ability to comprehend. It was very simple to make Hu Liang die, but letting him suffer from torture alive is the most enjoyable thing.
The hospital placed Hu Liang's ward at the corner of the third floor. There were three beds in the ward, but the other two were empty and there were no patients. It can be seen that the business of this hospital was relatively depressed. If it were not for the special nature of the hospital, the Jiangcheng government would have to pay a sum of money to support these medical staff every year. It is estimated that the hospital would have gone bankrupt long ago.
Hu Liang was lying on the bed and motionless. In fact, he couldn't move even if he wanted to. He was fixed on the bracket with plaster on both legs, gauze wrapped around his body, and ointment was applied on his face. It was numb and itchy, but he couldn't scratch it with his hands, so itchy.
Thinking of his situation before he fell into a coma, Hu Liang was still in lingering fear. The man was definitely not a good man. He stepped on his feet and was ruthless and accurate, and he was clearly heading for his own key points. He felt a faint pain in his lower body. Hu Liang felt relieved. The pain meant that he still felt. What he was most afraid of was that he lost consciousness in the place after waking up, which was what a man was most afraid of.
Seeing his miserable situation, Hu Liang couldn't help but gritted his teeth and thought that if he had survived this level, he would have to make those who bully him pay the price. That big black man at least had to cut his hands and feet to relieve his hatred. Qin Lan didn't need to say that he had to let her know what it means to want to live and die. As for the so-called Young Master Song, damn, first scratch his little face, and that slutty smile made people upset.
He was having a beautiful dream when suddenly a face he was thinking about appeared in front of him. He heard the other party say slowly, "Oh, I'm in good spirits. It seems that Abao's kick was not fierce enough. He woke up so soon. Don't be afraid. I just came over to see if you are alive. If I die, I will be very disappointed.
Hu Liang's eyes suddenly widened, and he wanted to shout something but didn't dare to shout it out. It was this dark face that kept appearing in his dreams when he was unconscious. How could he appear here? In a panic, he suddenly saw A Bao's face poking from the side. He was shocked and scared, and he fainted again after his eyes rolled.
Seeing Hu Liang's reaction, Song Zicheng couldn't help but say a few swear words, saying that he hadn't done anything, and this kid started to pretend to be dead, not satisfied at all, but he couldn't wake him up again. After all, this is also a hospital, so he should pay attention to some influence.
But Song Zicheng felt very unwilling to let Hu Liang go like this.
While thinking hard, a rough voice suddenly sounded behind me, "What are you doing? Let's go ahead and I'm going to change the patient's medicine, without any wink. Please help me with gauze, and you lift up his clothes for me."
A large and thick nurse directed Song Zicheng and Abao to change the medicine for Hu Liang in a rough voice. Song Zicheng and Abao looked at each other and obediently did it. Although they were afraid of people outside, they could not do the work of a young nurse as a big shot.
After changing the medicine, the nurse said, "You are the patient's family." Tell you that the patient's lower body is swelling severely. Be careful not to let him be stimulated, otherwise the sealed wound will tear it. Do you understand?"
After the nurse left, Song Zicheng thought about what he had just given, and asked Abao to come over and ask who the most beautiful nurse in this hospital was immediately and asked her to change the medicine for Hu Liang every day. Don’t Hu Liang like women? I will let him appreciate the beauty every day. I’m not too much.
Hearing Song Zicheng's words, Abao couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Although Song Zicheng said it casually, as if he was joking, Abao knew that Song Zicheng would not let Hu Liang go easily, so he nodded and said, "I'll look for it right away."
A Bao left the ward and was worried about where to go to inquire. Suddenly, he saw that the nurse who changed the dressing just now had not walked away. He was happy and hurriedly ran over to stop the nurse and asked nervously, "Hey, what is the name of the most beautiful nurse in your hospital? I'll discuss it with her."
The nurse was blocked by Abao's way, but when Abao's question was heard, his face turned red suddenly, and he said with a little twisted voice, "I hate it, don't praise him for being beautiful anymore, they will be proud."
Seeing her shy face, Abao's voice became delicate, and he was stunned and wondered if he had said something wrong just now, so he had to ask again patiently, "I'm asking who the most beautiful woman in your hospital is."
The nurse was still embarrassed to say, "Why are you so direct? I also know that I am too beautiful and easy to be missed by people. I have tried to keep a low profile, but I was still discovered by you. It can be seen that the world is not lacking in beauty, but eyes to discover beauty. What do you think.
A Bao's fist clenched tightly in an instant, but slowly relaxed. He warned himself that this was a hospital and resisted the urge to slapped the other party. A Bao left without looking back, but the nurse's voice sounded behind him, "Hey, why are you leaving? You haven't asked what the name is."
He didn't dare to look back. A Bao rushed from the third floor to the first floor and breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear. This woman became more terrifying than a man. If she didn't leave, she might be harassed by her. Seeing a young security guard at the gate in a daze, his eyes lit up, he walked over and handed him a cigarette and said, "Brother, I'll borrow a fire."
When the security guard saw that it was China, he quickly took out a lighter and lit it for Abao. He said with some sincerity, "Brother is here to see my friend, and I said, "If you have the conditions, you should transfer to the hospital as soon as possible. The doctor's level here is not good, so he will know that he will be tested and prescribed medicine for you. If you catch a cold, you will be hospitalized for a week."
Abao smiled and said, "I think this hospital is pretty good. Cleanliness is conducive to recuperation." By the way, I want to ask you about who the most beautiful nurse in your hospital is."
The security guard suddenly felt energetic and said proudly, "Brother, you are right, I don't know anyone from doctors to nurses in this hospital. Although there are few people in our hospital, the nurses are 70 or 80. If you want to say that the most beautiful one is Yu Wei, she is beautiful and has a good figure, but she is also very arrogant. If you want to chase her, you have to use your brain."
A Bao didn't talk much nonsense to him. When asked clearly the department where Yu Wei was, he hurried over. When he walked to the nurse's station, he saw a very beautiful girl wearing a nurse's uniform and lowered her head to write a medical record. A Bao was afraid that Song Zicheng would be anxious, so he slapped the table and said, "Are you Yu Wei?"
The girl raised her head and saw Abao's appearance, she said vigilantly, "Who are you, what are you looking for me?"
Abao hurriedly explained that I have a friend who is hospitalized with you. I think the nurse who changes his medicine is not good at it, so I want you to take care of my friend. Just talk about how much it costs.
Hearing the other party's strong tone of nouveau riche, Yu Wei couldn't help but feel disgusted. She has seen many such people in the past few years working in the hospital, thinking that she could be domineering with a little money. If the other party's attitude is sincere, maybe Yu Wei can think about it.
But seeing Abao's expression of money when he kept silent, Yu Wei's face darkened and said in a cold tone, "I'm sorry, I have patients here to take care of. You should let your friends be patient. If you recover from the illness, you can leave the hospital."
Seeing Yu Wei refuse, Abao was a little anxious and hurriedly took out a stack of money from his pocket and put it on the table and snorted coldly, "This money should be enough." You only earn more than a month. Even if you can't stand me, you won't be able to get along with the money."
Yu Wei has only been a nurse for more than four years, and her salary is only over 3,000 yuan, and the bonus is less than 4,000 yuan. The main reason is that their hospital has poor performance, so the bonus is much worse. Seeing Abao's stack of money is more than 20,000 yuan, I was not shocked. This person is really generous in his actions, and the cash he can easily get is equivalent to his salary for more than half a year.
But Yu Wei was unmoved, but her face was as cold as a frost, sir, please respect our profession. If you are so rich, you can help your friends find a better hospital. There are the most professional medical staff there. Why bother to be wronged in our small hospital? Please leave immediately, otherwise I will call the police.
Seeing that he didn't leave, Yu Wei really wanted to call the police, so Abao had to leave in shame. He thought that this beauty really had personality and didn't earn tens of thousands of dollars. He didn't know what to think, but there was no way, he had to go back and deal with Song Zicheng.
Hearing Abao's report, Song Zicheng smiled slightly, as if he was curious about this young nurse who was rich and could not be misled. Seeing that it was less than 12 o'clock, he said with interest, "Let's go, I'll invite this Yu Wei in person."
I want to see what level of beauty can this broken place have.
Yu Wei was sulking at the nurse station. When she remembered Abao's rich and willful look just now, she was indignant. Why is God so unfair? She is also a human being. She worked hard to stay up late at night shifts, and sometimes she had to be angry. She was made difficult and criticized by the patient's family, and even beaten and scolded. The money she earned in a month was not enough for the rest of the meal.
Humph, it’s so great that you have money. If you are sick, you have to go to the hospital to ask us for help. Don’t let me hit you again next time. Yu Wei took a neutral pen and drew hard on the blank record sheet, cursing that big man was hit by a car when he went out. It would be better to get rid of his body and he will definitely take good care of him.
Yu Wei was just thinking about being in a daze when suddenly he heard someone on the other side ask, Hello, is it you, Ms. Yu Wei?
When Yu Wei heard this, she thought it was the man who had just been pestering again, and she said viciously without raising her head, "I'm saying you're done, if you do this, I really want to call the police."
Ah……？
She held her cell phone and tried to hit her, but she saw that the person in front of her was not the big man just now, but a sunny and handsome young man. She was looking at herself with a smile on her face, and her face turned red and she stuttered, "I'm sorry, I thought you were the one just now, sorry, what's wrong with you?"
But I thought to myself, it’s over, the other party is the type I like, but I was so arrogant just now, which is too embarrassing.
Song Zicheng looked at Yu Wei calmly. Among the women he had seen, Yu Wei could be at most 70% in terms of appearance. Yu Wei's facial features were very upright and had no major defects, but they were not as stunning as Qin Lan. But Yu Wei's biggest advantage is that her skin is white, tender and smooth, and there is no flaw, just like a porcelain doll, which reminds people of the feeling of touching the best silk.
Although Song Zicheng has seen countless women and has seen women with whiter skin than Yu Wei, those women have either been carefully modified and cannot withstand the test of getting up in the morning, or they are pale like dead people, making people unable to live a slight desire to get close. And ice-skinned and jade-like skin like Yu Wei is the best choice for men to enjoy the fingers.
If it were the past, Song Zicheng would not mind having a passionate night with Yu Wei, but since he met Qin Lan, his mood to hunt for beauty was not as good as before, and he was nostalgic for fireworks places less and less. This is probably one of the reasons why Song Tianwen is more at ease with Song Zicheng.
Seeing Yu Wei explaining in a panic, Song Zicheng chuckled, "My friend ran into Miss Yu just now, I apologize to you on his behalf, and I hope Miss Yu won't take it to heart."
Yu Wei shook her head and said nervously, "In fact, nothing is wrong, I haven't held a grudge against Ah. He wasn't saying anything bad about me just now."
I was always angry with him. Actually, I usually have a good temper. If you don’t believe me, go and ask our head nurse.
Song Zicheng smiled and said, "No need." I knew at a glance that Miss Yu is a kind-hearted and helpful person. I came here this time and wanted to ask Miss Yu for something."
In fact, that patient is not my friend.
Then Song Zicheng told Yu Wei what Hu Liang did in the shoe and sock factory.
After hearing this, Yu Wei stood upright and shouted in anger, "This person is really hateful, why do you want to send him to our hospital and let him fend for himself."
Song Zicheng shook his head and said, "It's too cheap to let such a person die, and letting him live is the greatest punishment." As he said that, he leaned into Yu Wei's ear and whispered a few words, telling the other party what he planned.
Yu Wei then realized the real purpose of the person who just found her. I don’t know if it was because Song Zicheng was too close or because Song Zicheng felt shy. Her face was red like an apple. She said hesitantly, “It’s not good to do this. We are nurses to cure diseases and save people. How can we deliberately torture patients? I have sworn that we will not do anything that harms the interests of patients.”
Song Zicheng was very good at tempting, and the reason was not said like this. A person is called a patient when he is physically ill, but a patient when he is mentally ill is also called a patient. If a person has a problem with his thoughts, he will not only harm himself, but also hurt others. We are not harming him, but helping him correct his mistakes. Otherwise, when he is cured, he will not know which innocent girl will suffer.
After hearing what Song Zicheng said, Yu Wei was shaken. What she usually hates the man who bullies women the most, and she hates perverts even more. After hesitating for a long time, she gritted her teeth and said, "No matter how much I do it, I will do it. At worst, this nurse will stop working as a nurse. We must avenge our women."
Song Zicheng nodded in approval, patted his chest and said, "You don't have to worry about this. If your hospital really dares to fire you, I promise to introduce you to a job that is ten times better than this. You can choose any major hospital in Jiangcheng, and you can go to any of them."
What you said is true or false, you can't be bragging.
Yu Wei looked at Song Zicheng with a puzzled look, looked at Song Zicheng with her head tilted for a long time, and finally reached out and said, "No, if you speak nonsense, I will be miserable. Give me a business card. If I really don't have a job, I will stay at your doorstep to see if you dare to brag."
When the beauty questioned her promise, Song Zicheng shook his head helplessly, reached out to take out a business card from his pocket, took a pen from the workbench, signed his name with a brush, and wrote down his mobile phone number, and handed it to Yu Wei. He said seriously, if you have any questions, just call this phone and I keep my word.
There is nothing I can't do in Jiangcheng yet.
Song Zicheng's words were strongly confident, which made it difficult for Yu Wei to suspect that he would lie. He subconsciously took over the business card and read the information above. Song Zicheng, deputy general manager of Tianzi Investment Group, isn't it. This little boy not only has a good appearance, but is actually an elite, but also has a sense of justice. Yu Wei's favor for Song Zicheng soared, and he was about to reach an obsession. Such an excellent man can actually make him meet, which is simply a great fortune.
Yu Wei and Song Zicheng asked Hu Liang's ward number and bed number, wrote down Hu Liang's name, and told Song Zicheng that she would discuss with the head nurse after turning around and temporarily switch positions with the nurse in charge of Hu Liang. Song Zicheng was very satisfied and handed over the 20,000 yuan that Abao had just taken out to Yu Wei, and said without any refusal, this is my deposit. If I don't keep my word, you won't be empty-handed.
After Song Zicheng and Abao left, Yu Wei was still staring at the stack of money on the table. Tonight it was like a dream. Not only did she meet a handsome handsome guy with a wealthy fortune, but she also made a fortune for no reason. Could it be that it was because she went to the temple to make a wish for the Bodhisattva last weekend that the Bodhisattva appeared?
Suddenly, a noise broke out in the distance. Yu Wei woke up like a dream. Then she quickly put the money on the table in her bag. She suddenly remembered something and looked up at her head. She patted her pretty plump breasts. Fortunately, the camera in the corridor had not been repaired yet, otherwise she would not dare to take the money.
Suddenly, the phone she put in her pocket vibrated. Yu Wei took it out and looked at it. It turned out that it was her friend Wu Qianqian who sent her a text message saying that the jet lag was not reversed and she wanted to chat with Yu Wei.
This guy is amazing when he goes abroad. Isn’t this obvious showing off? Yu Wei thought hatefully, but she still chatted with Wu Qianqian in a hot mood. She and Wu Qianqian have been good friends since elementary school, but they have always been competitors. They are learning, dancing and singing. Anyway, as long as the two of them get together, they always have to be better or worse.
But in the end, Yu Wei was dejected to realize that she had actually lost at the starting line from the beginning. Wu Qianqian's family was not as good as hers. She was still working on the light to prepare for the college entrance examination, but she had already obtained a ticket to study in the UK. If Yu Wei hadn't had a good mentality, she might not even have the courage to take the college entrance examination.
However, this did not seem to affect the friendship between the two. Wu Qianqian went to the UK without relatives, but instead contacted Yu Wei more frequently. Every time she came back, she would bring a lot of small gifts to Yu Wei. Yu Wei gradually adapted to the gap between the two and could treat each other's relationship with a normal mind.
Yu Wei wanted to ask Wu Qianqian to go shopping on the weekend, but Wu Qianqian said with great distress that she wanted to go on a blind date on the weekend, which was arranged by her parents, and she could not refuse. Yu Wei thought that it seemed that the children of high-ranking officials could not escape the fate of being forced to marry by her parents. Her mentality was inevitably much more balanced, at least she could still make decisions on her own marriage.
Wu Qianqian obviously didn't want to mention blind dates, so she quickly changed the subject and asked Yu Wei whether she had found a boyfriend in the past few years. This seemed to be Yu Wei's pain again. She has not been idle in the past few years and has met many men without stopping, but she can't find the feeling of being final.
Suddenly thinking of Song Zicheng whom Yu Wei met just now, Yu Wei couldn't help but feel rippling in her heart. This man is impeccable in any aspect, speaks appropriately, has a gentlemanly demeanor, and has a career. More importantly, he has a sense of justice. But will such a man have no girlfriend around him?
Yu Wei really wanted to talk to Wu Qianqian about Song Zicheng's affairs and ask her to come up with ideas for her, but she had already made more than half of the text message. Yu Wei quickly deleted the text message, with a decisive expression on her face. Perhaps Wu Qianqian is better than her in everything, but now she wants to prove it to Wu Qianqian. Yu Wei's vision of men is definitely better than her.
She must find the best man to be her boyfriend.
Song Zicheng left the hospital and asked Abao to report to Hong Haixin first. Although the work has been done, there are still many trivial tasks to be done to stabilize the situation. Hong Haixin must have lacked manpower, so he can't help himself, and he can't hold him back.
After all this trouble, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening. Song Zicheng drove the car on the street. He didn't want to go back to the villa immediately. He took out a small bottle of whiskey from the seat and sipped it. He didn't seem to be worried about being caught by the traffic police. It was a joke. Even if there were people who didn't know his car, they should know his license plate.
In the early morning, Jiangcheng had no longer the hustle and bustle of the day, and became like a sleepy cat. Song Zicheng's heart was as empty as the street. The wine gradually surged. He thought of Qin Lan uncontrollably, the woman he seemed to be at his fingertips and always stayed close.
There are not a thousand or eight hundred women he has slept in these years, but now none of them can remember the other person's name. What makes him nostalgic is their beautiful face and youthful body. There are countless girls like Yu Wei, which is hard for him to remember. Qin Lan may be the woman he is destined to meet.
Suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of the car, and Song Zicheng stepped on the brakes, but because he drank, his feet became weak and the brakes didn't step to the bottom. The car continued to slide forward and hit the black shadow with a bang. The black shadow fell to the ground with a whimper, struggled for a few times and got up, dragging a lame leg into the alley on the side of the road.
It turned out to be a stray dog. Song Zicheng breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how capable he is, he would not easily cause a lawsuit for death. He simply parked his car on the side of the road and got out to let himself wake up.
He lit a cigarette and looked at the surrounding environment, but felt familiar. As he looked at it, he found that this was the road at the entrance of Qin Lan's community. He accidentally drove the car to Qin Lan's door.
Song Zicheng couldn't help but walk under a tree outside the community gate, raised his head to look for the window of Qin Lan's house. He had already investigated the specific location of Qin Lan's house, but because it was night, he searched for a long time before finding the window and found that the lights were still on in the bedroom.
Qin Lan hasn't fallen asleep yet.
Song Zicheng's heart jumped up. Could it be that she couldn't sleep? Could she be waiting for her text message? Maybe she regretted rejecting herself.
As the successor of Emperor Tianzi Investment Group and the boss behind the Brotherhood, Song Zicheng has never been a person who cares about the past. He immediately took out his cell phone and wanted to call Qin Lan, but suddenly a taxi drove a short distance away, and happened to be parked at the entrance of the community. A familiar figure of Song Zicheng got out of the car, which was Qin Lan's husband Wu Yong.
Song Zicheng's pupils shrank and immediately retreated into the shadow behind the tree. He watched Wu Yong quickly walk into the community gate and his face became gloomy. It has been almost a month since he and Hong Haixin last designed to ask Wu Yong to work in the karaoke bar, but what he imagined did not happen. Wu Yong actually seemed to have changed his body, not only withstood the temptation of beauty, but also did the work in the karaoke bar with great success.
Moreover, after Hong Haixin's reaction, Liu Lili appreciated Wu Yong very much, intentionally or unintentionally destroyed Hong Haixin's plan, and even had a conflict with Hong Haixin, which made Hong Haixin a little hindered and didn't know how to continue.
Originally, in Song Zicheng's impression, Wu Yong was a mediocre man, nothing special. He was timid and afraid of things, but he was greedy for wealth and glory. However, it was such a vulgar man who could be recognized by Qin Lan and Liu Lili one after another. Song Zicheng didn't know what charm Wu Yong was, and he could make two excellent women feel sorry for him.
Song Zicheng stared at the window of Qin Lan's bedroom. Ten minutes later, the lights in the bedroom went out and fell into darkness. It was obvious that Wu Yong and Qin Lan had both fallen asleep.
Thinking that Qin Lan was doing the turtle of Wushan with her husband at this moment, her delicate body was gentle under Wu Yong, and Song Zicheng's breathing could not help but rush, reached out and punched the tree trunk next to him, still staring at the dark window, without realizing that blood had flowed out of the back of his hand.
If it were normal, Song Zicheng could face it calmly. After all, Wu Yong and Qin Lan have been married for more than three years, and they have been married for countless times. If he cares about this, he doesn't have to pursue Qin Lan anymore. But now Song Zicheng has drunk alcohol and can't control his emotions. He picked up a stone and smashed it into the window opposite.
With a thud, the window was smashed. The sound in the quiet community was particularly harsh. Many windows around were lit up, and some people poked their heads out naked to check. They didn't know what was going on, and they cursed, obviously because they were disturbed by someone.
The lights in Qin Lan's bedroom were also on, but there was no sign of people appearing at the window. Perhaps because they were afraid that there would be stones to throw them over, they did not dare to approach the window. Song Zicheng thought maliciously that it would be best to scare Wu Yong to the point of psychological shadow and that he would never live a married life with Qin Lan again in the future.
Seeing the effect of throwing stones by himself, Song Zicheng clapped his hands with satisfaction and prepared to drive away. If he didn't leave, it would be a good idea if someone found out that the prank he had done was not great. He didn't want Qin Lan to know that the stone was thrown by himself, but after he had just taken two steps, he suddenly twisted his arm with one hand behind him, and then a shout came, "Who are you and did you throw that stone?"
Song Zicheng struggled for a few times but could not break free from the other party's restraints. He complained in his heart. In the middle of the night, there was really someone walking around the streets like himself. He changed his mind and simply gave up struggling. He smiled and said, "Brother, you take this watch on my arm and let me go, just pretend that I didn't see anything. What."
Like most wealthy people, Song Zicheng usually does not carry cash. Apart from his mobile phone, the watch is more valuable. It is a new model from Rolex this year. Even if Song Zicheng is a VIP customer, he spent nearly 80,000 yuan when buying it. Song Zicheng didn't feel sorry for a watch, but he was afraid that the other party would not recognize the goods and could not see the value of this watch.
The man didn't even look at it, and spat and said, "Stop talking nonsense. I've long seen you don't look like a good person. I've stood there sneakily for a long time. What do you mean by smashing someone's glass in the middle of the night? Believe it or not, I'll take you to the police station.
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