Domineering Bamboo Horse, President, don't be too strong

Chu Youjie looked out of the window absently, while the family doctor stitched him up in fear.

The doctor was summoned by the chairman of the Chu family an hour ago to treat the second young master Chu's wound. At first, he was puzzled, what kind of injury did the second young master Chu suffer, and he needed to come to the door himself instead of going to the hospital.

When he saw the wound on his hand, the flesh turned out, some places had scabbed and suppurated, and the blood that flowed out was black, but the person involved just stretched out his hand as if nothing had happened. Doctor treatment.

"Sir, I'm going to give you stitches, it may hurt a little, do you need anesthesia?"

Chu Youjie looked at the transparent liquid in the glass jar, frowned, and said lightly, "No need, come as you are used to."

"But it will hurt."

"It's ok."

The doctor didn't dare to say any more, swallowed his saliva, started to thread the needle, sterilized his wound, and prepared to sew the needle. When the sharp needle touched Chu Yujie's skin, the man remained unmoved, as if he was about to carry out an operation. Stitched skin is not your own.

Chu Youjie held the mobile phone in the other uninjured hand, as if waiting for someone's call.

Suddenly the phone rang, and the business suddenly sounded in the originally quiet space, which was a little scary. The doctor was so frightened that his hands trembled and he almost stabbed him in the wrong place.

Being stared at by Chu Youjie, she kept telling herself to keep her hands steady, otherwise it would be terrible.

Chu Youjie didn't care about any accidents, and concentrated on answering the phone.

"Hey, how's the investigation going?"

"Of course it went well, brother, don't you believe in my ability?"

The corner of Chu Youjie's mouth curled up slightly. He knew the strength of this old friend, and these things would not trouble him at all.

"Okay, don't talk to me anymore, tell me the result."

"But before I tell you, you have to tell, how did you know that the car would go to that place?"

As soon as Gu Feng said these words, Chu Youjie's face suddenly darkened, his eyes were dark, as if a storm was brewing.

"Is it really what I guessed?"

"Basically there is no entry or exit. I asked my colleagues in the transportation bureau to check the surveillance. The car went to Shuiyunju, and then came out after half an hour. I don't know what happened."

Sure enough it was him!

From the very beginning, Chu Youjie wondered if An Zhe would do this thing, coupled with their various performances that they didn't want to hurt An Ran, this made him more certain of his thoughts. An Zhe probably didn't intend to take An Ran away. It is estimated that An Ran discovered something that An Zhe didn't want her to know, so she was forcibly taken away.

"Then do you know what Anzhe is doing tonight?"

"According to reliable sources, Anzhe is going to Shen Liang's private dinner tonight, which is at Huting. Are you going?"

Shen Liang, Chu Youjie silently read this name, this person gave him a lot of impressions, he still remembers Shen Liang, this person.Wasn't this the person who was planning to plot against An Ran on the plane before?
Now that he has hooked up with An Zhe, he must be plotting something.

"Can you help me find a way to get in?"

"It's not difficult, just wait a while."

After 5 minutes, an email immediately came into Chu Youjie's mailbox, which was the invitation letter for tonight's banquet.

It just so happened that the doctor sewed up the wound at this time, put away the needle, and warned, "Mr. Chu, your wound is a bit deep. It's best not to exercise too much these days."

Chu Youjie moved his arm, smiled easily and said, "Don't worry doctor, I won't exercise too much."

The doctor packed up his things and left. Chu Youjie walked into another room, opened the wardrobe inside, and put his suits neatly. He picked out a suit that could go to a banquet, took a shower and changed into it.

"Shen Liang, let me figure out what you want to do."

……

It was night, and Huting was a manor on the outskirts of the city. The owner was a British nobleman. He bought it and rented it out to businessmen everywhere to hold large banquets.

There is also a hotel at the back for the guests to rest after the banquet. This banquet is the tenth anniversary of Shen Liang's company, and many businessmen in the industry have come to congratulate him.

A Maybach stopped at the gate of the manor, and the hostess came forward and opened the door for the distinguished guests.

An Zhe went out first, followed by An Ran, putting his hand on An Zhe's outstretched hand, and immediately someone came to guide them.

"Whose banquet is it?"

An Ran didn't want to talk to him in the car, but when he got here, he found that the banquet here was quite big. Logically speaking, the people in the city who are qualified to hold a banquet here are usually rich or expensive, and An Ran couldn't possibly Forget about the recent big days where dignitaries come here for a banquet.

"It's someone you know well."

An Zhe still didn't answer directly, and walked in holding An Ran's hand, and saw that there were a lot of wine and wine inside, and businessmen brought their partners to socialize. This kind of banquet is an excellent social occasion.

An Ran looked left and right, wondering who would hold the banquet.

Unexpectedly, I saw an annoying person walking over.

"An Ran, long time no see."

Naturally, it was Shen Liang who walked over. He was holding the hand of a beautiful lady in a black dress. An Ran would not forget her face. She was a recently popular graphic model. Her name was nothing special, but her face and figure were the most distinctive.

"Mr. Shen, it's been a long time. You did a great job at the [-]th anniversary banquet. You were able to invite so many important people here."

"Where, isn't this thanks to your face?"

Although Shen Liang was talking to An Zhe, his eyes stayed on An Ran. An Ran glanced at him coldly, and his attitude was not warm.

"An Ran, what's the matter, are you unhappy?"

Shen Liang seemed to mention it casually, but An Zhe noticed it and pinched her where no one else could see.

"It's okay, my sister is having trouble."

An Ran took a deep breath, twisted An Zhe's hand fiercely with her backhand, did not relax at all, and with a smile on her face, under An Zhe's expression that you understand me, she walked over and took out the social media card. social skills.

"Mr. Shen, long time no see, I hope to have the opportunity to work together."

An Ran took the initiative to stretch out her hand, Shen Liang's very old-looking face, not yet forty, was greasy and had a greasy smile, which made people feel uncomfortable.

An Ran immediately wanted to withdraw his hand, Shen Liang was serious on the surface, but actually took the opportunity to touch the back of An Ran's hand when he retracted his hand, An Ran's expression froze, and he retracted without saying anything.

After finishing the matter, Shen Liang smiled and approached An Ran like a normal person.

"I heard that An Ran is currently working for Juxing under the Chu Corporation, right? Juxing is a subsidiary that the Chu Corporation has focused on building in recent years, and it has put a lot of effort into advertising."

An Zhe looked at An Ran meaningfully, and said helplessly with a little regret, "Then what can I do, my younger sister won't come back to help me, and she will only help outsiders."

"If I help outsiders, I won't come back tonight."

An Ran glanced at him coldly, then gently looked away, and walked to the buffet table on the side.