After leaving the hospital, Yang Cheng felt a bit stuffy. He sped along the highway for a while before he felt much better.
It was already 11 or 12 o 'clock at night. Many places in the suburbs of Zhonghai were lit up with all kinds of lights. If it was a month ago, Yang Cheng might have been more interested in those pink hair salons. But now, if he really wanted to indulge himself, going to ROSE to look for Qiangwei was obviously more worth it.
When he thought about it, he felt that his actions were somewhat inexplicable. Qiangwei, who was wholeheartedly good to him, rarely cared about him. As for Li Jingjing, she would be happy for half a day just to see her. Not only did he not care for a woman like her, he even wanted to buy glutinous rice balls for Lin Ruoxi from the snack bar at night.
Perhaps it was because she was too similar to the woman in his memory … or perhaps, the saying, "What you can't have is the best" was really suitable for everyone.
With a trace of guilt towards Qiangwei, Yang Cheng decided not to look for her. When he drove to a night snack area in the West District, he got out of the car and planned to find a noodle stall to drink some beer and eat a bowl of noodles.
At midnight, all kinds of unlicensed hawkers would start their night snack business on the streets of Zhonghai City, as long as it was not on the main road. If he was lucky, no one would manage it. If he was unlucky, the city management and police officers might completely dismantle the pastries.
After sitting down at a relatively quiet noodle stall, Yang Cheng shouted to the stall owner who was cooking noodles, "Boss, a bowl of shredded meat noodles and two bottles of beer."
The owner was a middle-aged man. After listening to him, he obediently replied with a smile, "Okay, I'll get it for you soon."
Hearing this, Yang Cheng suddenly felt that the voice was a little familiar. He looked over and couldn't help but laugh, "Why is it you!?"
The noodle stall owner looked up in confusion. After a careful look, he finally recognized Yang Cheng. His legs almost gave way and he fell to the ground, his face bitter like a bitter gourd, "So … so it's you, haha … haha … what a coincidence."
The noodle stall owner in front of him was an acquaintance who had brought Yang Cheng into the police station — Feng Biao, Captain Feng.
The officers of the Westside Police Department, who used to wear police uniforms and give orders, were now wearing dirty cotton shirts and aprons, selling noodles on the street as unlicensed hawkers.
Yang Cheng pondered for a moment and asked with uncertainty, "Did you change your job, or were you fired?"
Feng Biao blushed and said shyly, "I … I was fired."
"This is karma." Yang Cheng smiled and shook his head. "But don't worry, I didn't take it to heart. You should continue to cook the noodles. Don't let them burn."
Feng Biao, who originally thought that Yang Cheng was going to hit him when he was down, was delighted. He knew that if they were to fight, he wouldn't be able to beat him, and his stall didn't have a license, so he would definitely be at a disadvantage. He was just worrying about it, but the other party actually didn't care about the previous conflict. How could Feng Biao not be overjoyed?
"Thank you! Thank you, little brother! " Feng Biao was almost moved to tears. "I didn't have a choice. I also know that I did a lot of wrong things in the past. Thank you, little brother, for forgiving me."
Yang Cheng said indifferently, "Cook your noodles."
"Okay, okay, this meal is on me, little brother. I won't charge you." Feng Biao continued to busy himself as if he had been pardoned.
Yang Cheng smiled a little. This brother was really living a pitiful life. When Choi Yeon said that she would punish him severely, he thought it was just words. He didn't expect that girl to really fire Feng Biao. This was not determined by the level of official position. Presumably, Choi Yeon's background was not ordinary. Otherwise, she wouldn't have said what she wanted and put Feng Biao in this situation.
Thinking of what Choi Yeon said in Lin Ruoxi's ward that day, and about Lin Ruoxi's grandfather, Yang Cheng couldn't help but wonder. Since the two women knew each other since childhood, did his wife also have an official background? Why did Lin Ruoxi hate her grandfather so much?
While he was thinking about these clueless things, Feng Biao had already mixed the noodles. He walked over with two bottles of beer and smiled. "Little brother, please enjoy. If there's anything else you want, feel free to ask."
Seeing that Feng Biao was already used to being a noodle vendor, Yang Cheng felt that this person wasn't too bad. At least he understood his position and knew when to yield and when to stand tall. At the very least, his life wouldn't be too bad.
After eating a few mouthfuls of noodles and drinking a few mouthfuls of beer, Yang Cheng was feeling refreshed. But suddenly, there was a noise coming from an alley not far away …
"Kid, don't run!"
"Stop!"
"I'll beat you to death if you run again!"
"Stop!"
Several yelling men suddenly dashed out from the other side, shouting angrily as they chased after a relatively small figure.
Yang Cheng's eyes were sharp. With a slight glance, he couldn't help but wonder if he was hallucinating. The figure being chased was a man with snow-white skin wearing a white short-sleeved shirt. It was another man in the office — Chen Bo!
Chen Bo seemed to be in a very sorry state. He ran in the direction of the noodle stall with a face full of panic. There were at least seven or eight men chasing after him, and they were obviously faster than him. It seemed like they were about to catch him.
Although Yang Cheng didn't understand what was going on, he had to help Chen Bo. So he picked up a stool beside him and threw it with all his strength!
The stool spun and smashed into the thighs of the two men in front. The two men screamed and fell down. The group of people were also shocked and stopped in their tracks to look at Yang Cheng.
Many of the customers at the noodle stall saw this scene and felt that the situation wasn't good. They hurriedly dodged to the side and didn't dare to approach.
Chen Bo was also surprised to see Yang Cheng suddenly. Because of his fear, he didn't care about anything else. He panted and ran behind Yang Cheng, trembling and not daring to face the group of men.
"Chen Bo, what are you doing?" Yang Cheng turned around and asked with a smile.
Chen Bo didn't know if it was because he was shy or because he was tired from running, but his face was red and he said softly, "They … they want to catch me, I … I don't want to go …"
"Catch you? Why would they catch you? "
Without waiting for Yang Cheng to continue asking, the group of men were already furious and started cursing him.
"You've eaten a bear's heart and leopard's gall! Do you know who we are!? "
"He's my colleague. Before I know why you want to catch him, I have to protect him." Yang Cheng said.
When Chen Bo heard this, his eyes couldn't help but turn red. He was obviously moved.
"Brat, you want to die too? Then we'll help you!"
A few hoodlums who were already on the verge of venting rushed up without saying anything, but how could their messy punches and kicks enter into Yang Cheng's eyes.
With a few light slaps and a few kicks on the stomachs of a few hoodlums, the menacing people tasted the consequences of their actions and fell to the ground in a miserable state.
Chen Bo stared blankly at how easily Yang Cheng solved such a big problem. He couldn't help but look at Yang Cheng in awe.
"Brat, you've got guts! Let's see if our boss will take care of you when he comes! "A hoodlum wearing a silver chain shouted.
Without waiting for him to finish, another hoodlum shouted, "The boss is here! The boss is here!! "
They saw that there was indeed a group of people coming from the direction they came from. The person leading the group was wearing a white shirt with both hands in his pockets. He had an arrogant look on his face. He was the person they called 'boss'.
The few hoodlums hurriedly got up, beaming with joy, they rushed forward, wanting to complain to their boss, and let that boss teach Yang Chen a lesson. But who would've thought that before they even walked over, that 'boss' had already taken the initiative to welcome them.
"Mr. Yang! It's been a long time! We meet again! "
"Good evening, Boss Guo. I didn't expect to see you here." Yang Cheng almost laughed out loud. So their boss was the Guo Ziheng who "gave" him money back then. He was also the head of that hoodlum company.
The poor man who couldn't even scare him with a rifle that day and was completely defeated by him.
"It seems like Mr. Yang and I are quite fated to meet," Guo Ziheng seemed to have forgotten about their old enmity and took the initiative to shake hands with Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng also generously shook hands with him as if they were really good friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time. Little did he know that the image in their hearts was as different as heaven and earth.
"Since it's an old friend like Boss Guo, I think there's no need to say anything more." Yang Cheng said lightly.
The hoodlums who were arrogant earlier were now dumbfounded. Why was their boss so friendly with this strange man? They could only stare at him without saying anything.
Guo Ziheng's expression stiffened and he smiled bitterly, "Mr. Yang, you may not know this, but we were actually entrusted by someone. We were ordered by someone to bring the person behind you back. Otherwise … I won't be able to explain myself."
Yang Cheng was a little surprised. Guo Ziheng had a rough understanding of his strength. He should know that he would definitely be at a disadvantage if he fought, but he still insisted on bringing Chen Bo away. Who exactly was Chen Bo?
"Boss Guo, did my friend break some sort of taboo in the underworld? Or does he owe you money? "Yang Cheng asked in confusion.
Guo Ziheng smiled guiltily and sighed, "Mr. Yang, why don't you ask what's going on with your friend?"
Yang Cheng nodded and looked at Chen Bo.
Chen Bo's legs were already trembling and her back was drenched in sweat. Seeing Yang Cheng's questioning gaze, she opened her small mouth, "I … I … I … They want me to receive a guest …"
"Receive a guest?" Yang Cheng frowned.
Chen Bo's face was as red as an apple. She lowered her head and her voice was almost inaudible, "They want me to serve a man."
Yang Cheng was startled. Only then did he understand Chen Bo's meaning. To be honest, he had a strange feeling in his heart. He didn't think that Chen Bo, who was usually full of "femininity", would actually be fancied by a man.
It was always wrong to laugh out loud. Fortunately, when he was overseas, he had seen many similar situations. Yang Cheng didn't feel too uncomfortable. He turned to Guo Ziheng and said, "That's not good. You see, my friend doesn't have this kind of idea. Don't force him."
Guo Ziheng smiled bitterly, "Mr. Yang, with you here, how could I dare to force him. It's just … that person over there, I really can't afford to provoke him … "
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