Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
Qiao Hanye lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers. He looked at the flickering red light on the cigarette butt and took a deep puff. He said in a low voice, âthereâs no need. Iâll send someone else. â
âokay, â Nan Feng replied and turned to leave.
He had just taken half a step when he thought of something. He turned around and said, âyoung master, Iâve caused trouble today. â
âHuh? â Qiao Hanye raised his handsome eyebrows when he heard this. He asked, âwhat did you cause? â
Nan Feng corrected him for a moment before he faintly said, âI scared a person until he bled. â
Qiao Hanyeâs fingertips trembled for a few seconds. He raised his dark eyes and looked at Nan Fengâs embarrassed face in disbelief. He said in a low voice, âshe bled from fright? â
âShe shouldnât be counted. Iâm leaving, â said Nan Feng.
Qiao Hanye looked at his figure that left like the wind. He was silent for a long time. He called the bodyguard and said, âGo and find out where Nan Feng caused trouble today. Think of a way to settle it. â
âYes, â the bodyguard replied.
Thinking of Nan Feng, Qiao Hanye felt a headache.
... ...
In a certain apartment
Zhao Yuyi finished showering and walked out in his slippers. He found a person sitting in the room. He took two steps back in shock and saw Lu Zhicheng sitting in a wheelchair.
âDirector Lu? Why are you looking for me? â Zhao Yuyi swallowed his saliva.
He observed for a moment. Two bodyguards were standing at the door, obviously afraid that he would run away.
Zhao Yuyi secretly cried out in his heart. Thinking of the piece of paper under his desk, he felt uneasy. He felt that Lu Zhichengâs visit this time was not friendly.
âPAâ Lu Zhicheng took a lighter and lit a cigarette. He lifted his fat square face, scratched his slightly itchy scalp with his fingertips, and took a puff.
âTell me, who sent you to get close to Zifan, and how did you tell others about him? âLuuZhichengg asked coldly.
Zhao Yuyi took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and stood there calmly.
âPresident Lu, young master Lu and I are friends. Weâve known each other for two years. You can investigate, but please donât slander me, â Zhao Yuyi said coldly.
Lu Zhicheng was a black-bellied tiger. He didnât trust anyone except himself.
Therefore, he didnât believe a single word of Zhao Yuyiâs words.
âreally? â Lu Zhicheng sneered. He pressed his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair and stared at Zhao Yuyi. After a long while, he said, âI heard Zifan gave you the military cooperation that Shen biqiong recommended. â
âWhat was the result? â Lu Zhicheng asked.
Zhao Yuyi lowered his eyes and restrained his expression. He said, âI went to talk, but the other party refused to see me. â
âreally? But why did I hear that you didnât even enter the door? â Lu Zhicheng said with a cold smile.
His hand slammed heavily on the armrest and gave the bodyguards a look. The two bodyguards rushed forward and forcefully tied Zhao Yuyi up. They held knives and pressed them against his face.
âCEO Lu, you like to hear the truth. Are you going to tell me or not? â The bodyguard asked.
Zhao Yuyi gritted his teeth and stared at the rope that tied him up. The image of his fatherâs death flashed in his mind. His breathing became more and more difficult. It was as if a fire was burning in his chest.
âalthough Iâm poor, I know the kindness of a drop of water. I must repay it forever. Young Master Lu has done me a favor. Whatâs wrong with me being loyal to him? CEO Lu, you donât have to believe me, but I have a clear conscience, â Zhao Yuyi roared.
He stared at Lu Zhicheng. His eyes were filled with hatred and hostility.
Last time, he burned the Lu Corporationâs negotiation contract and didnât want the Lu family to have any relationship with the military. That kind of high-end place definitely had surveillance cameras. For this reason, after he burned the documents, he continued to go upstairs and pretended to have a conversation.
Lu Zhicheng was an old fox. He didnât know whether he wanted to kill him or to trick him.
âYou donât want face when you give face, do you? â The bodyguard said and punched Zhao Yuyi, making him spit out a mouthful of blood.