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Song Weiyu smiled lewdly, "Hehe, it will get warm after a while."

After saying that, she deliberately rubbed his lower abdomen with her fingertips and looked at his gradually darkening eyes with a look of triumph.

Li Nianbai glanced at them and said, "Hey guys, this is on the street, not on a bed."

Only then did Song Weiyu notice that people passing by were watching them making a snowman.

The West Second Ring Road has the most people and tourists, not to mention that this national protected courtyard has its doors open.

Normally, everyone is curious about this house with its gates always closed, but today we finally get to see what’s inside.

Several passers-by stared at her hand. She pulled her hand away awkwardly, covered him with the sweater, and patted his abdominal muscles gently from outside: "Be good, watch it tonight, watch it tonight."

Fu Haitang couldn't stop laughing.

When Chen Fang received the WeChat photo, he was surrounded by people in Shulou in northern Beijing. He glanced at the photo with a blank expression.

Jingbei Shulou is located on a high slope. It looks like a pure Chinese-style building and is the most upscale teahouse in Jingbei.

It is called a building, but in fact it only has two floors above ground.

There are six floors underground.

And each floor has a different scene.

"Chen Fang, you broke into my place for no reason, you have to give me an explanation, right?" The boss of Jingbei didn't even show up. The second in command led his men to surround Chen Fang and his group of five.

"Where's Lin Yu?" Chen Fang sat on the sofa, put out his cigarette, and glanced at him.

The second in command of Jingbei smiled and said, "Our boss is busy. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly."

"Are you busy, or are you afraid of death?"

The fact that Chen Fang had killed Liang Tian alone undoubtedly made Lin Yu suspicious. Who knew if this lunatic would shoot him in the head without saying a word.

Lin Yu stood behind the double-layer viewing glass and watched the people in the room talking.

When it comes to a group fight, no one is afraid of anyone else.

But who can defeat Chen Fang in a one-on-one fight? I'm afraid that no one in this room can beat him alone.

"Tell me straight, has your boss been planning on Song Weiyu recently?" Chen Fang leaned against the sofa with his feet on the coffee table, looking at the seemingly decorative glass opposite him.

The second in command sneered, "Chen Fang, is this a secret? If we don't take the initiative to arrest him, are we going to wait for someone to capture Song Weiyu and send him to Master Han, and hand over Jingbei to someone else?"

Han Guanshan offered a prize: whoever of the powerful underground figures in Beijing could catch Song Weiyu, dead or alive, would be given to him in a deal with the underground forces in northern Beijing.

Therefore, in order to consolidate his position, Lin Yu must strike first.

Chen Fang smiled, "Does Lin Yu have the ability to catch Song Weiyu? Your people have been following her, and they should know that she is now in Fu Haitang's house."

The entire Second Ring Road was well guarded and monitored with every angle, and no one dared to take action openly in the Second Ring Road, let alone when she was still by Fu Haitang's side.

The second in command was naturally confused. The entire nightlife scene in Beijing knew that Song Weiyu was with Chen Fang, so why did he return to Fu's house last night?

"Yes, Chen Fang, why did Song Weiyu return to Fu's house? You can't even keep a woman."

"Haha, I really didn't keep it. So..."

The door of the tea room was opened, and Lin Yu walked in with a fake smile, "So if I'm not mistaken, Mr. Chen is here today not to cause trouble, but to discuss business?"

Chen Fang curled his lips, "Yes."

Lin Yu waved his hand to let the extra people leave, sat opposite Chen Fang, boiled water and poured tea, "Mr. Chen, tell me, how do we do this business?"

"As for a woman, since you can't keep her, it's better to change her luck instead of watching her having fun with another man."

The water in the glass kettle began to boil. Two white porcelain teacups were placed on the table, and Lin Yu scalded them.

He raised his chin and motioned Chen Fang to continue.

"Lin Yu, I know you are afraid to snatch people from Fu Haitang. In this era, we who work in nightclubs are inferior to these industrialists. If you insist on getting serious with Fu Haitang, he will crush you half to death."

Lin Yu smiled and said, "That's right. Now we are being targeted in the crackdown on gangsters and evil. So, what good ideas do you have, Mr. Chen?"

"Seven days from now is the day when Song Weiyu and Fu Haitang will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce."

"She has already returned to the Fu residence, how could she possibly get a divorce?" Lin Yu shook his head and poured tea for Chen Fang.

"Of course I have a way to get her divorced on time and bring her back to Zongheng. When she returns to Zongheng, won't I have the final say in everything?"

Lin Yu narrowed his eyes and sniffed the tea. "Since Mr. Chen is so sure that he can get Song Weiyu, why cooperate with me? Wouldn't you get more benefits by giving her to Mr. Han?"

"I already have Jingxi and Jingnan in my hands. Do you think Han Guanshan will really give Jingbei to me? He won't allow me to dominate alone and be on equal footing with him."

Lin Yu nodded and did not deny it.

"So what does Mr. Chen want from me?"

"After this is done, I want one third of your supply channels in Beijing North."