Chapter 341: Storm is Coming
"Don't you have anything else to do all day long except driving around and having a good time?"
In the early hours of the morning, Zhao Huihuang, who had just finished drinking with the two CEOs, Sun Yaobing and Xu Zhiwen, returned to the villa. When he saw his son Zhao Ruian, who had several strawberry marks on his neck, he asked with a cold face.
"belch!"
Zhao Ruian also drank a lot of wine. He burped in front of his father, squinted his eyes, shook his head and said, "I want to do something else, but I'm as stupid as a donkey. I can't do anything well, but I'm more likely to fail. I can't even handle a woman. What else do you expect me to do?"
Hearing this, Zhao Huihuang suddenly raised his hand and wanted to slap him twice, but he held back.
"Dad, I remember all the things you used to scold me. You asked me to make progress, and I tried hard, but it just didn't work out."
Zhao Ruian faced his father's palm and said with his neck stiff, "Why don't you listen to my advice and have a second child with your stepmother while you are still young? Don't worry about me."
"Pa!" With a crisp sound, Zhao Huihuang slapped Zhao Ruian's face hard, and scolded him sternly: "You are so self-degrading, you are a useless thing."
Blood was oozing from the corner of Zhao Ruian's mouth. It was unclear whether he was stunned by the slap or just became obedient. He stood there without saying a word.
"Starting tomorrow, go see Yang Wanqing once a day! If I see you coming home drunk and with strawberry marks on your body again, I'll cut off all your credit cards."
Zhao Huihuang said this coldly and turned away.
"Bang!" The antique vase worth hundreds of thousands of dollars in the living room shattered. Zhao Huihuang, who had just walked up the stairs, turned around and saw Zhao Ruian limping out of the door with bloody footprints.
"Where are you going?"
Zhao Huihuang asked loudly.
"Go find Yang Wanqing!"
Zhao Ruian walked faster and faster without even looking back.
Zhao Huihuang watched him walk out of the house, was stunned for a long time, took out his cell phone and called the Yang family.
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Huihuang sighed: "What a fool! Going to her like this will only cause trouble and push her away!"
…
"Sister Qing, if your fiancé finds out that you're asking me out for barbecue so late at night, will there be a conflict?"
At 2:30 in the morning, in the Northeast Lao Zhao's BBQ restaurant in Longdong University Town, Chen Jianghe raised his glass and clinked it with Yang Wanqing's. He said something with a smile, which was somewhat ambiguous.
Yang Wanqing took a sip of wine and smiled, "Don't mention him when you're drinking."
"Then I won't mention it. You can't raise fish either."
Chen Jianghe raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp: "Cheers."
"Cheers." Yang Wanqing also drank.
The two of them drank half a bottle of beer back and forth. The lamb and beef skewers on the table were basically untouched. Chen Jianghe ate the grilled oysters and leeks, while Yang Wanqing was only interested in the boiled edamame.
Slightly tipsy, Yang Wanqing glanced at Chen Jianghe and said, "I heard you sing pretty well?"
"You're not satisfied with the drinks at the barbecue stall, do you want to go to KTV to continue drinking? " Chen Jianghe asked with a smile.
"Are you going?" Yang Wanqing asked.
Chen Jianghe suddenly stood up and paid the bill first. When he turned back, he saw Yang Wanqing holding her head with her right palm, her eyes were blurred, very charming.
"Can you still stand up?" Chen Jianghe asked with a smile.
"Of course." Yang Wanqing held onto the table and stood up, swaying slightly.
Chen Jianghe took two steps forward and came to her left side. Yang Wanqing said nothing, steadied her body and walked towards the KTV with a light sign not far away.
When he got to the road, Chen Jianghe looked at the direction of the car and changed to the right.
It was already past four in the morning, and it was still dark. There were not many people on the road. Occasionally a car would speed past, and the wind would lift Yang Wanqing's long hair in the face. A few strands of hair fell on Chen Jianghe's cheek, gently and softly, and a little itchy. The scent of her hair was a bit special, and it was hard to tell what kind of flower it was, but it smelled very comfortable.
"Are you always so considerate to girls?" Yang Wanqing walked on the inside of the road. The tall Chen Jianghe made her feel safe.
"It's not that I'm being attentive, it's just basic etiquette for men." Chen Jianghe said with a smile.
Yang Wanqing glanced at him, but didn't discuss the topic in depth. She said casually, "You seem to be an optimistic person who rarely has worries."
"Because I love to laugh?" Chen Jianghe asked back.
"Yes, you always smile every time I see you." Yang Wanqing nodded in affirmation: "It's very contagious."
"Actually, I'm just a little superstitious. People who love to laugh usually don't have bad luck," Chen Jianghe explained.
Yang Wanqing blinked. "If my luck is too bad, I might not be able to laugh."
"Sister Qing, you are a bit naughty." Chen Jianghe glanced at her.
"Really?" Yang Wanqing denied with a smile: "No, I just blinked my eyes."
"Those involved are confused, but those who are watching can see things clearly. She is obviously a cool and beautiful female CEO, but the way she blinks makes me feel like an 18-year-old girl. Isn't that cheeky?"
Chen Jianghe shook his head and said seriously, "But don't worry, my eyes have an automatic deletion function. I will forget what I have seen. It will not affect your perfect image in my mind at all."
Yang Wanqing couldn't help laughing, and then asked seriously, "Am I aloof?"
"I'm usually quite aloof in the office." Chen Jianghe answered seriously.
"What about now?" Yang Wanqing asked again.
"Now..." Chen Jianghe paused for a moment, raised his hand under the streetlight, met Yang Wanqing's suddenly dull eyes, and gently touched her head: "Dumb, like a little sister under the streetlight."
"I almost fell into your trap."
Yang Wanqing was stunned for a moment, turned her face away, and sighed inwardly.
…
In China, many businesses are done over the wine table, and many relationships are heated up in KTV boxes.
The same is true for Chen Jianghe and Yang Wanqing.
On April 6, Chen Jianghe received a huge remittance into his personal account, officially launching his counterattack plan.
The next day, Chen Jianghe visited Mr. Shen and talked in his office for more than three hours. That afternoon, a large amount of "northbound funds" bought Anxia Group shares at a high price.
At the same time, an international anonymous investigation agency launched a secret operation against the three major listed companies under the Brilliant Group.
Zhao Huihuang, who had noticed something, immediately went to Shenzhen and asked the big money behind the group to intervene personally.
The storm is coming and the wind is blowing in the building.
