Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

"Zhang Nian, where did you go? Look, the house was smashed, don't you know?"

Zhang Nian quickly explained.

"Listen to me, listen to me, sit down first."

After pulling Tang Shan and the others to sit down, Zhang Nian looked up and looked inside.

Sure enough, someone had already started tidying up inside.

Zhang Nian chuckled, it seems that this Li Chengen did not dare to break his promise.

He briefly told Tang Shan what happened yesterday.

Tang Shan took a deep breath and said.

"Although I'm from Tiandu City, I can't be so arrogant. This is obviously bullying."

Zhang Nian smiled wryly and said.

"Look, this group of people is now invited by Li Chengen to renovate. These few days, let's go back to our residence first."

Although 1 people in Tangshan were unwilling, they had no choice but to nod their heads in agreement.

In view of his poor health, Zhang Nian simply asked Yang Fei and Xiaocheng to take him to the old house of the Tang family first.

And myself and Tang Yun walked slowly along the street.

"Is your father all right?"

Zhang Nian was still a little worried about Tang Shan's condition.

After all, after suffering such a blow, people of this age will always have some situations.

Tang Yun shook her head, she seemed a little worried.

"I don't know the specific situation, I don't think there is anything wrong, but"

"But Master Tang's injury is likely to be an internal injury. You'd better take good care of him these few days. By the way, I said that, how is it?"

Zhang Nian asked.

Tang Yun stopped, took out a business card from her arms, handed it to Zhang Nian, and said.

"I have already sent the information to this person. It is in the news center. If you have anything to explain, you can go to her. This is my best friend, and she will definitely help you."

Zhang Nian nodded and put away the business card.

Back at the martial arts hall, I saw a few workers working aimlessly inside.

From the looks of it, it was as if Li Chengen paid the money according to the time, without any rush.

When Zhang Nian walked in, those people looked up at him, and they still looked the same when they turned around.

"Masters, do you have a set number of days for this job?"

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

One of them, who looked like a contractor, walked up to Zhang Nian and looked him up and down.

It seemed that she didn't know him, so she didn't give him any face at all.

Zhang Nian chuckled and said.

"So, Young Master Li set a time for you, and then paid according to the time?"

"Yeah, do you have an opinion?"

The head contractor frowned, obviously impatient with Zhang Nian's questioning.

Zhang Nian nodded, sneered, and turned on the phone.

"Hi, it's Master Zhang."

Over there was the voice of Li Chengen with a hippie smile, as if he knew that Zhang Nian would call for a long time.

Zhang Nian was quiet for about two or three seconds, only to say something faintly.

"Li Chengen, if this martial arts gym can't be repaired within three days, I think you will bear the consequences yourself."

"What? Hello, hello."

Here, after Zhang Nian finished speaking, he had already put down the phone.

He sneered and looked back at that Mr. Bao.

He picked up the phone, and after listening for a while with a look of astonishment on his face, several workers suddenly went uncharacteristically and started to speed up.

Zhang Nian snorted coldly.

Of course he knew that Li Chengen's means must be more than these.

But until the martial arts hall is completely finished, he must hold his breath.

An idea suddenly flashed in Zhang Nian's mind.

The corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, he turned and walked towards the news center.

Qingyun City News Center, where there are many media.

It is the distribution center of gossip and news in Qingyun City.

Everyone came and went in a hurry, and no one paid attention to the young figure of Zhang Nian.

He found a media company called Infinite Diffusion according to the address on the business card.

Standing at the door, Zhang Nian looked at the place.

This is the only media with its own building in the press center.

It seems that the posture is there, but I don't know how the people inside are.

Zhang Nian put away the business card and walked inside.

Ding.
As soon as he reached the door, there was a sudden piercing sound.

Zhang Nian frowned, and glanced at the detector above.

I saw a security guard in uniform walking over.

"Excuse me, what are you here for?"

The security guard looked at Zhang Nian vigilantly.

Obviously, Zhang Nian's appearance made the security guard feel strange.

Zhang Nian smiled, took out his business card, and said.

"Oh, I'm here to find this reporter named Fade Chen."

"Fade Chen?"

The security guard froze for a moment, then looked at the business card in Zhang Nian's hand.

After reading it, he chuckled.

"You're not from here, and you don't know Fade Chen either."

Zhang Nian nodded and said.

"It's true that I'm not here, but this Fade Chen is my friend."

"Then why don't you know that Fade Chen is not a reporter here, but the director of the news department here."

The security guard pointed out with a sneer and said.

"Okay, please go ahead."

Zhang Nian frowned and said.

"I'm really in a hurry to find Director Chen, or I'll make a call."

The security guard was obviously getting impatient, he looked at Zhang Nian coldly, pushed him suddenly, and said.

"Hurry up, and when I kick you out, I won't have this attitude."

Zhang Nian snorted coldly and dodged. The security guard staggered and fell to the ground without stopping.

People around looked over here one after another.

The security guard looked embarrassed, but out of anger, he turned around and stood up, slapping Zhang Nian with a stick.

But instead of hiding, Zhang Nian punched the stick.

With a click, the stick snapped.

The security guard was taken aback, took two steps back, and pointed at Zhang Niandao.

"You, who are you."

"You don't need to worry about it, but your behavior is a bit shameful! Today I will teach you a lesson."

After Zhang Nian finished speaking, he rushed towards the security guard.

The security guard hurriedly raised his fist and beat him.

Zhang Nian suddenly leaned back and kicked up.

boom.

There was a muffled sound, and when I looked again, I saw that the security guard's arm had been limply drooping beside him.

He screamed, knelt on the ground, and kept moaning.

At this moment, I saw a figure walking by.

He glanced down at the security guard and said.

"what happened?"

The security guard first complained, pointing at Zhang Niandao.

"It's him. He wants to break into our building. I can't stop him. He broke my hand."

Seeing the security guard's miserable expression, the man looked at Zhang Nian.

Zhang Nian did not evade at all, and met her eyes.