In the shadows of the stairs, Hu Yishan and Tang Qingshan were observing everything that was happening in the hall.
At first, Hu Yishan was a bit against Xiao Zheng's use of violence against violence.
It was too emotional.
Even if he was being bullied at his doorstep. Shouldn't he at least consider the other party's background? Wasn't he afraid of retaliation if he acted so brazenly?
But as the situation progressed, Hu Yishan realized that Xiao Zheng wasn't acting blindly. Instead, he was calmly dealing with the conflict.
If Xiao Zheng continued to serve these young masters when they were at their doorstep, not to mention what outsiders would think, even Hu Yishan himself would look down on Xiao Zheng.
It didn't matter if it was Shang Jingtian's private clubhouse or Lin Laoyao's private clubhouse. Would these princes dare to show off at their doorstep?
Why not?
Because these big shots had enough prestige. They were famous. No matter how much background they had, they wouldn't take the initiative to pick a fight. But they dared to come to Longfeng Brothel.
In the end, it was because Xiao Zheng wasn't strong-willed enough. He left the impression that he was easy to bully.
"Seems like Xiao Zheng is going to use this group of rich kids to establish his dominance." Tang Qingshan pursed his lips. His eyes were filled with rumination.
Tang Qingshan had met those rich kids before, and even had some friendship with them. He knew very well how strong the backing of this group of people was. How invincible they were in Sijiu City. But Xiao Zheng still chose to face them head-on.
This proved that Xiao Zheng had been holding back for too long.
It was time to establish his dominance.
Compared to Hu Yishan, Tang Qingshan understood Xiao Zheng better. On one hand, they had crossed paths at work, on the other hand, Xiao Zheng's relationship with Lin Laoyao allowed Tang Qingshan to clearly see Xiao Zheng's character and methods.
To be able to rise up step by step under Lin Laoyao's suppression. Who would dare to say that it was because of Lin Huayin's invincible background?
On the other hand, without Lin Huayin, how could Lin Laoyao keep creating problems for Xiao Zheng?
Hu Yishan shook his head and said helplessly, "There's nothing wrong with the way he handled it." "But this problem shouldn't exist."
"You want him to endure it?" Tang Qingshan squinted his eyes and smiled.
"He has to endure it." Hu Yishan admired Xiao Zheng's ability, but regretted his impulsiveness.
There was no need to make such a big deal out of it. Hand over the woman the other side wants. Or perhaps he could lower his voice a little to dispel the other party's resentment. This could have gone in the direction of normal peace.
However, not only did Xiao Zheng have no intention of reconciling, but he also made things worse, causing the situation to get out of hand.
"Seems like you don't know Xiao Zheng as well as I do" Tang Qingshan slowly said.
"Oh?" Hu Yishan pressed his lips together and asked. "How so?"
"Do you know who else owns this Dragon Phoenix Restaurant other than Xiao Zheng?" Tang Qingshan asked.
"I have never heard of Longfeng House having other backers." Hu Yishan shook his head.
Since Hu Yishan did not have much contact with Xiao Zheng before, he naturally did not know the inside story.
"Lin Laoyao's eldest daughter. Lin Huayin. "Tang Qingshan said slowly. "They are both the owners of Longfeng House. A dragon and a phoenix, that's why it's called Longfeng House. "
Hu Yishan asked doubtfully, "What does this have to do with Xiao Zheng's actions tonight?"
Tang Qingshan joked, "This house was prepared by Lin Huayin for Xiao Zheng. The blue and white porcelain in the hall was also personally chosen by Lin Huayin. This bunch of good-for-nothings came to Longfeng House to cause trouble, and even wanted to destroy the blue and white porcelain. They are destroying Lin Huayin's feelings for Xiao Zheng. "
"For Lin Huayin, Xiao Zheng dared to openly challenge Lin Laoyao. Do you think he will let this bunch of good-for-nothings go? "Tang Qingshan said with deep meaning. "From what I know, Lin Laoyao once made a promise. As long as Xiao Zheng is willing to let go, he will help Xiao Zheng become the richest man in Hua Xia. But he didn't even think about it and rejected it. "
Hu Yishan was shocked, but he snorted coldly, "He sure is arrogant."
Tang Qingshan knew what Hu Yishan was gloomy about. But he did not argue with Hu Yishan on this matter. He only looked downstairs, "I'm the same as you, I also want to know how Xiao Zheng will deal with tonight's incident."
Three armies were dispatched, tonight's Sijiu City was destined to be turbulent!
… …
Xiao Zheng did not go back on his words, and ordered two security guards to personally send the young master out. Before leaving, Xiao Zheng even reminded, "There are many ghosts at night, watch your step."
The young master's body trembled, and he quickly left Longfeng House.
Xiao Zheng played a psychological trick. It could also be considered as a verbal deterrence to the young master. Once he left, the maneuverability would increase. Xiao Zheng hoped that this young master could obediently go home. Don't cause more trouble for Longfeng House.
After sending the young master out, Xiao Zheng's gaze once again fell on Song Sicheng's face, and he casually said, "It's your turn."
Song Sicheng expressionlessly stood on the spot, coldly staring at Xiao Zheng, "My father is Secretary Song of the Municipal Committee."
This could be considered as revealing his identity. Even if Xiao Zheng already knew about it. But when he said it himself, the effect was completely different.
"I know." Xiao Zheng lightly nodded. "Previously at the Municipal Committee, I was fortunate enough to meet you once."
"You still dare to act recklessly even if you know?" Song Sicheng coldly questioned.
"Then do you know who I am?" Xiao Zheng asked back. His gaze suddenly turned cold. "You also know that this Longfeng House is my territory?"
"So what?" Song Sicheng disdainfully said.
"Nothing." Xiao Zheng's expression was gloomy. "It's just that you want to leave Longfeng House tonight. You have to pay a price. "
"You dare?" Song Sicheng questioned.
Just now, Xiao Zheng had already publicly said that he did not dare to touch Song Sicheng. This sentence was clearly heard by Song Sicheng.
Of course, even without Xiao Zheng's words, Song Sicheng was also certain that Xiao Zheng would not dare to act recklessly.
Deputy national level and ministerial level. It seemed to be just a step away, but it was a hurdle that countless big shots could not cross in their entire lives. The difference in power was not just a little bit. Even the ranking in the Politburo contained unimaginable political power. It was not something that could be quantified by data.
"Do you dare? You will know very soon. "Xiao Zheng coldly glanced at Song Sicheng. He slowly sat back on the chair and picked up the teacup to take a sip. "Tie him up."
When Ma Choi Jun heard that, he did not say anything else and brought two security guards to tie Song Sicheng to the chair. Song Sicheng growled, "What right do you have to tie me up?"
"Because you broke the law and order, disregarded the law and behaved like a hooligan in public," Xiao Zheng said slowly. "Oh. And also ganging up on others. "
"That is none of your business!" Song Sicheng roared. "Xiao Zheng! If you dare to touch me tonight, I will let you die without a burial place! "
"Now there is one more crime. Intimidating good citizens, "Xiao Zheng squinted his eyes and said. "These crimes add up. Locking you up for three to five years shouldn't be a problem, right? "
Song Sicheng's face was ashen, he was so angry that he could not speak.
But very quickly, someone knocked on the door of Longfeng House.
Bang bang bang.
The sound was powerful and deafening. Obviously, the person outside was furious. He was also anxious.
A strange look flashed in Xiao Zheng's eyes as he said indifferently, "Open the door."
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