Rebirth: The Shura Field of the Two Slag Gongs

The rain didn't stop, the bodyguard came and knocked on the door,

The clothes were brought along with Li Meng, the behind-the-scenes instigator who attacked He Yan last night.

He Yan was not surprised at all.

Li Meng naturally recognized Zhou Yancheng.

He looked at the two people in front of him, and then thought of Zhou Yancheng's well-known sexual orientation, and he felt distressed, but he also gained a little bit of confidence. Zhou Yancheng was nothing more than to vent his anger on Xiao Qing'er, and he could just say a few soft words.

At that moment, there was a flattering smile on his face: "Young Master Zhou..."

Zhou Yancheng put his index finger on his lips, signaling Li Meng to keep quiet, and then told the bodyguard, "Get a baseball bat."

The bodyguard looked embarrassed: "The sports shops around here haven't opened yet—"

"Then just find a stick." Zhou Yancheng was impatient.

He Yan folded his arms and watched coldly.

"Young Master Zhou, what do you mean?" Li Meng's expression changed, "I'm also very sorry for accidentally touching your person, but I didn't know about it beforehand. Those who don't know are not guilty. How many years have we been friends? -"

"Who the hell is making friends with you? You are worthy too!"

Li Meng's uncle is the head of Bureau S, and his own father is the chief engineer of Bureau Seven, and his family background is also a sideways walk in the capital. Although he can't compare with a prince like Zhou Yancheng, the second generation is rarely seen in the circle. than grandpa's,

After all, the grievances and grievances of the boys were hardly intervened. Li Meng was in awe of Zhou Yancheng because Zhou Laosan had his own abilities. At first he wanted to be soft, but Zhou Yancheng's attitude of not treating him as a dish angered him.

"I said Zhou Yancheng, I'll save face for you, and today I apologize to you Xiaoqinger. Your father and I were eating at the same table last month, and we didn't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face—"

Zhou Yancheng ignored him, and the bodyguard came back after a while. He found a mop in an unknown toilet, removed the head of the mop, and brought back the stick, which also brought a long and ethereal smell.

He Yan took two steps back and covered his nose.

Zhou Yancheng didn't think it was dirty, so he took the stick and swung it without saying a word!

The stick was as fast as lightning, and it hit Li Meng's right arm hard, causing Li Meng to let out a scream, his eyes were red like a beast, and he stared at Zhou Yancheng and roared, "You fucking surnamed Zhou—"

Another stick was swung down, hitting Li Meng's left arm.

Li Meng was sweating like rain, with his arms hanging down, but he knew he couldn't fight back, and he couldn't fight back, so he could only stare bitterly.

When he glared at Zhou Yancheng, he had a lot of resentment, but he also showed weakness and fear. His eyes turned to He Yan, but he was as vicious as a cold snake. When Zhou Yancheng had enough fun, he had to kill this kid...

Zhou Yancheng seemed to know what he was thinking, threw away the stick, and said slowly: "If you hit my man with a stick, I will give you back two sticks, and if you dare to touch his hair from now on, I will pluck out your hair! This sentence, as long as I, Zhou Yancheng, is not dead, it will be valid forever."

Li Meng almost gritted his teeth, Zhou Yancheng waved his hand like chasing a fly: "Get lost!"

He Yan watched without saying a word, as if this scene had nothing to do with him from the beginning to the end.

He would not stop Zhou Yancheng from venting his anger for him, nor would he thank him, just like he would not feel resentful because he was oppressed by the privileged class, nor would he feel complacent because he was protected by the privileged class.

He has known for a long time that there is a group like Zhou Yancheng in this world. They think they are superior and take pleasure in conquering others with money and power.

He Yan has long given up trying to save Zhou Yancheng's precarious Three Views, not to mention the Three Views, if they agree, they will be right, and if they don't, they will be distorted. Everyone's standards are different, and forceful twisting is just playing the piano against the cow. .

Zhou Yancheng turned around, seeing He Yan's cold and dull face, he couldn't help but thump, He Yan in the previous life hated his bullying appearance, did he touch his back again?

He stammered and explained: "I'm just angry, but he's bothering you, I'm not usually so rude, you know, I'm actually pretty easy to talk..."

He Yan smiled inexplicably, he had already changed his clothes, and now he picked up his schoolbag and wanted to leave.

Zhou Yancheng became anxious: "Didn't you promise to accompany me to the hospital?"

"I didn't promise you."

"But you didn't refuse, He Yan, how can you not count what you say?"

He Yan rubbed his sore forehead: "I really don't want to do anything with you, you can find someone else!"

Zhou Yancheng stood in front of him, he gritted his teeth and threatened: "If you leave me here now, I will call your father and tell him that you were beaten—"

"Zhou Yancheng!" He Yan yelled violently, "You didn't graduate from the fucking kindergarten, did you! Can you still show some face?"

"I would die for you, let alone a mere face." Zhou Yancheng said without fear of boiling water.

The heavy rain poured down, and it didn't stop all day and night. The lights on the street were shining, and the rain washed the city wantonly.

As soon as He Yan got into Zhou Yancheng's car, he couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching. The doll that Zhou Yancheng had caught in the mall was sitting in the back seat, looking at He Yan with wide eyes.

The doll changed into a light brown shirt, dark blue jeans, and what's worse, Zhou Yancheng even carried a small schoolbag on her back.

This is just like a little He Yan.

He Yan rubbed his forehead fiercely, he felt that Zhou Yancheng's ghosts made him want to scold his mother.

The car drove slowly towards the hospital, and He Yan watched the curtain-like rain on the car window smeared into layers of water, with a cold expression.

Zhou Yancheng was in a very good mood, as long as he could be in the same space with He Yan, he would feel very happy.

"If you laugh at me, I'll let the cotton go high on Monday, and I'll let you off the hook." Zhou Yancheng approached He Yan with the doll in his arms, and flattered him.

He Yan turned his head, pinched the corners of his mouth with his thumb and index finger respectively, and pushed them up slightly, Zhou Yancheng laughed loudly: "Yanyan, I didn't know Youwang Fenghuo opera princes before, and thought he was an idiot, but now I smile because of you." , I am willing to give away the entire Hongshi capital."

He Yan said lightly: "Oh, then you should draft the equity transfer document as soon as possible."

"The equity transfer letter is fine, but I want to exchange something with you." Zhou Yancheng tilted his head and looked at him with a smile.

He Yanhui added an expression to his words: "Hehe."

Zhou Yancheng pouted: "Aren't you going to ask me what I want?"

He Yan smiled, "Do you want me to sleep with you, or do you want me to marry you?"

Zhou Yancheng choked himself with a mouthful of water: "Ahem! Yanyan, are you so direct?"

He Yan turned his head and ignored him again.

He Yan didn't know that Zhou Yancheng was already overjoyed in his heart. In the previous life, they got along with each other, and they never had such a tit-for-tat confrontation with each other. In the past, whenever two people had differences, it was either Zhou Yancheng who convinced He Yan or He Yan. Either stay silent or walk away, or just punch and kick one side until one side becomes angry and then fight coldly for several days.

It turned out that He Yan was so cute when he bickered with him, and Zhou Yancheng felt sweet in his heart, as if he had poured a whole bucket of honey into it.

This good mood lasted until He Yan's cell phone rang, the car was cramped, and Shen Qun's youthful voice came clearly from the microphone: "Xiao Yan! I'm at your favorite moon cake shop in Hong Kong City, What pie do you want? I'll buy it for you!"

He Yan's expression softened instantly, his brows and eyes seemed to be colored, Zhou Yancheng gritted his teeth, He Yan said with a smile: "Don't bring those, it's too heavy."

"It's not heavy, as long as you like to eat it, you can let me carry the bakery back!"

Zhou Yancheng snorted, He Yan glared at him angrily, and pointed at him warningly. Fortunately, Shen Qun was very noisy at the other end and didn't hear it at all. He was still there excitedly reporting all kinds of stuff to He Yan. The sincerity and joy from the heart made He Yan feel a little astringent, and He Yan's voice was extra soft because of this. He simply reported a few varieties to Shen Qun, and reminded him to pay attention to his belongings. The two talked for a long time before hanging up the phone .

Zhou Yancheng's eyebrows are not eyebrows, eyes are not sore eyes, and he said: "Back to a bakery, he is not out of money now, how hard is it to hire a baker to come back? He Yan, let me tell you, money is not counted. It's a thing, but it's a fucking big deal when a man refuses to spend money on someone he likes! You should be careful—"

"You know a fart!" He Yan blocked all Zhou Yancheng's nonsense with a cold sentence.

Under Zhou Yancheng's strong request, the doctor prescribed a few bottles of intravenous drip for him. When the nurse took the medicine list, she glanced at Zhou Yancheng and muttered in a low voice, "What kind of glucose is it? It doesn't look like a fake."

He Yan has become numb, no matter how hypocritical Zhou Yancheng's behavior is, he will not be surprised.

Zhou Yancheng lived himself like a sponge, no matter what He Yan's tricks were hard or soft, he would absorb them all. He Yan was really helpless for someone who couldn't even slap him away.

Si Xu came over after a while, carrying a small mountain of documents, he first looked at He Yan hesitantly, and he didn't start to report until Zhou Yancheng told him not to shy away from the taboo.Although his voice was extremely low, He Yan still keenly captured keywords such as "Daoben", "Seven Big Banks", "Aocheng Development Bank", "Dongzhou Four Nations United Bank".

He Yan couldn't help pricking up his ears. When he heard Si Xu report an astronomical figure, he was shocked. Zhou Yancheng raised so much money, what did he want to do?

This amount of money is more than enough to subvert the regime of a small country!

He Yan was puzzled. He didn't know that Zhou Yancheng was willing to take risks. Even if there was only a 30.00% chance of winning, he would take action immediately, but he would never be so desperate unless he was sure of the high interest rate. The money can bring him greater benefits!

Can Zhou Yancheng predict that there will be an earth-shaking financial tsunami in the next few months?

But if this is the case, what he should do is to invest all his funds in the international financial market. Why has he been standing still?

Xu He Yan's shocked eyes seemed to have substance, Zhou Yancheng finally looked over at him, and the man pursed his lips and smiled at him, as if there was a big tail behind him shaking He Yan.

All of Zhou Yancheng’s words and deeds are very different from his previous life, and there are weird contradictions everywhere. He withdrew from L·M in time, but he didn’t short L·M. Yan felt that he could not understand at all.

But he knew that Zhou Yancheng would not be aimless. This person is playing for fun, and he is worthy of his identity when he is doing business. Maybe he has his own business considerations. He Yan admits that in this regard, even if he is given another 40 years Can't catch up with Zhou Yancheng's level.

It’s just that He Yan is a little worried. This financial crisis is caused by the domino effect caused by L.M’s bankruptcy. There are no obvious signs in advance. He wanted to poke a hole out of the sky, if he made a mistake in his judgment...it would be nothing less than a world-shaking upside-down!There are thousands of people who will fall with him!

"Okay, you go first, as for the Dongzhou Summit, you attend for me—" Zhou Yancheng waved to Si Xu.

"Boss! Isn't this inappropriate? At this time, you need to show up to decide the situation—"

"Didn't you see that I was injured?" Zhou Yancheng confidently raised one hand wrapped in gauze, and then raised the other hand on the drip.

Si Xu was dumbfounded and left helplessly.

He Yan frowned: "What do you want to do? You get so much money to start a world war!"

Zhou Yancheng laughed: "You care about me, right?"

"Zhou Yancheng, how many people's jobs are tied to your body, you walk forward step by step, and you have a smooth path to the sky, but you are like this...do you really know what you are doing?"

Zhou Yancheng waved to He Yan: "Come here, sit here, and I'll explain to you." He patted the empty seat beside the bed, and said excitedly, "Come on, sit here!"