Face problem
When I got out of the van, there were more than 30 men, all of whom looked like typical "social people." Everyone’s first reaction was that they were rioting on Portland Street for a whole day today. I’m afraid they should be offended and shouldn’t be offended. People, and they still drag some one-meter-high linen bags in their hands. They don’t know what they are for, it looks very scary.
"It's Wen Biao.. Why did he come?" Yao Hong, with a loud voice, saw the person coming, her voice changed, and asked the sister next to her with some horror. Everyone shook their heads timidly.
The man with a very rough appearance with a beard is the famous Wen Biao in the entire Wan Chai district, and is also Uncle Bin's nephew, a big man who specializes in surrounding affairs.
In terms of grades, the former Anzai was responsible for Boran Street, while the knife was responsible for the generation of Central, and Wen Biao was from Western District, Sheung Wan, Central, Wan Chai, and Causeway Bay. He is in charge of love affairs and money lending. Apart from visiting the teahouse on Polan Street to please Uncle Bin once a week, he rarely "shows up".
Seeing the "Awang BBQ" boss and the guests were scared to hide away, while the middle-aged man with a beard and beard walked aggressively towards them, Zhu Huaicheng suddenly turned pale with fright, and repeatedly said anxiously to Yang Can. :
"Look, you got into trouble, you said that Hong Kong's law and order is good and there is no bullshit! Don't get mad, you hurt me badly today~" he said while watching the escape route.
Yang Can sat on the bench calmly. Before he had time to answer, he watched the rough-looking Wen Biao "plugging" in his waist, looking at them and shouting: "Is the top Yang Sheng?"
Both Xia Meng and Luo Xiaowei's expressions changed in fright. They secretly dialed the phone under the table to call the police, desperately winking at Yang Can so that he would not admit it, and those noisy mothers Sang also closed obediently. She opened her mouth and was incredibly quiet.
Yang Canman raised his hand indifferently, which made everyone think that there was a problem with his brain.
Seeing Wen Biao pulling up the sleeves of his suit, he looked at Yang Can up and down, and his eyes could not hide his surprise. Seeing him coming, everyone consciously stepped aside and asked him to sit opposite Yang Can. under.
Wen Biao sat down, realizing that the reaction of the people around Yang Can really was righteous. He frowned and raised his hand. A dozen people stood behind him, pulled the linen bags over, kicked them to the ground, and watched them go from behind. Seven bloody men were poured out of the squirming linen bag. Blood stains were everywhere on the ground. Everyone except Yang Can took a breath, and a few cowardly screamed directly.
When everyone was shocked and stunned by the bloody scene, Wen Biao "exposed" a very strange expression, even politely handing Yang Can a cigarette.
"Yang Sheng, Uncle Bin asked me to bring a word, thank you this time, he misunderstood the mourning hall, sorry, everything in the future was wiped out."
Seeing that everyone is a little confused, feelings are not for trouble, but for friendship
Several mothers Sang Du looked at Yang Can in awe and whispered to each other, wondering what the sacred "Master Can" was, and even Uncle Bin had to say sorry to him.
Yang Can received the cigarette and saw the following eight-figure check. Don’t ask. This must be the part left after Wen Bin won the horse after deducting 2 million yuan. Wen Bin was not embarrassed to ask for it. Sent back to myself.
"You tell Uncle Bin that the money belongs to him, let him take it back, as long as he helps me look at the mourning hall."
Yang Can is not really that chic, but he can't get it, otherwise the first thing he does when he returns to the mainland will face a formal investigation by the military.
Seeing Yang Can's understatement, he returned this 12 million check. Wen Biao immediately felt a sense of awe. The contempt in his heart also turned into admiration. He had seen many powerful people, and there was absolutely no one. With Yang Can's temperament, this is more than ten million, and that tone is no different from one hundred yuan.
The conversation between the two made everyone next to them hold their breath and even dare not take a breath.
Wen Biao suddenly realized that he and the other party are not of the same level. He has a lot of respect and dared not say anything. He just accepted the check and nodded, his eyes flashed, pointing to the few bloody and unclear faces. humane:
"Let them tell Yang Sheng by themselves~!"
Several people immediately went up and kicked a few feet. Those who had been tortured into an inhuman form suddenly wailed, and one of them cried out in a trembling voice, "Yang Sheng...it’s me damn it~ my hands are cheap, open Leaving your car..." Climbed over and hugged Yang Can's legs.
Everyone looked at the scrawny man crawling on the ground with blood stains, and they all stepped back with fright.
Yang Can sneered in his heart. This should be the height of the car on Polan Street. He avoided his dirty hands, took a breath of smoke and asked calmly, "Where is my car?"
"Car...car..." Ma Youzai looked at the people behind him in horror, and did not dare to answer. A tattooed guy next to him kicked his shoulder and shouted: "Yang Sheng asks you something~!"
"Yes~Yes~The car has been dismantled by them, and all the parts have been modified to other cars~" The sesame oil boy wailed and pointed at the other bloody people who came out of the sack, and they all stared weakly. Sesame Oil Boy, his eyes couldn't hide his resentment.
This time it was originally that Xiaodao wanted to deliberately rectify Yang Can, so people from seven car repair shops were asked to dismantle the BMW 745 into parts overnight. The purpose was to make Yang Can suffer a boring loss. On Boran Street, no one offends his Xiaodao brother and walks away.
Yang Can nodded, and probably understood what was going on. Marseille ended last night. The reason Wen Bin only let people contact him now is probably to solve this matter. Don’t ask, these were beaten badly. These people are the people involved in this matter, and Uncle Bin can be regarded as personal aftermath work, but he has expressed enough sincerity.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, Yang Can looked at these people carefully, but didn't see the knife. Tara said indifferently, "This matter has nothing to do with money, the car was given by someone else." This reluctant attitude Of course not because of the car.
Wen Biao also frowned, sighed in his heart, and clapped his hands directly. The two took the knife out of the van. Although they were caught by the rope, the knife was unscathed and was pressed in front of Yang Can by the two. , Still staring at Yang Can with puffed eyes.
"Don't apologize to Yang Sheng?" Wen Biao snorted softly from his nose.
Anyone who knows the knife knows that this stubborn and scumbag is not accepted by anyone in the world except Uncle Bin. He is notoriously hard-tempered. It is always the first place to hack people, except for the "knife". Hao also described that although he couldn't become majestic, he was very tough.
Sure enough, I saw the knife rolled his eyes but didn't mean to apologize at all. Instead, he rolled his eyes and shouted: "I don't know what you are talking about!?"
Wen Biao came up as soon as he heard the anger, jumped up and kicked over the table, carrying a beer bottle, and was about to rush up, but Yang Can held him on his shoulder.
Yang Can knew in his heart that if Wen Biao was allowed to do it, it would definitely look like a miserable fight, but it was actually not lethal. The most important thing was that he could see that this knife was not afraid of being beaten at all. In a word, the short mule mixed up like this. I have been accustomed to being beaten for a long time.
"Come here~" Yang Can raised her hand and beckoned to Luo Xiaowei. Luo Xiaowei was taken aback first, then came over tremblingly and stood behind Yang Can.
"Do you remember how Anzi beat you?" Yang Can asked her when she pulled her up.
"How do you know..." Luo Xiaowei's eyes were red when she heard this, and the painful scenes seemed to be vividly remembered. When the gangsters came to collect debts before, she was slapped several times in order to prevent them from smashing things in the mourning hall. .
Yang Can didn't talk nonsense, but suddenly shouted: "Go up and fight, how much you have suffered before, you will fight back ten times!" At the same time, the hand holding Luo Xiaowei's shoulder transferred consciousness energy and stabilized. Her purple consciousness.
Luo Xiaowei only felt the heat in her heart, as if there was a flow of heat passing through her body, and her heart suppressed those angers running "chaosly" in her chest. She didn't know what emotion she was driving down, and went up and grabbed the collar of the knife kneeling on the ground .
The knife saw that Luo Xiaowei was a little girl. She stared fiercely, not at all. She put it in her eyes: "You have the courage to touch me!?" Damn! Who on Boran Street would dare to mess with him
Luo Xiaowei raised her jade hand, hesitated for a while, waved it and hit it, with a soft "papa", obviously to no avail, only slightly wiped the face of the knife.
The knife froze instinctively, and immediately realized that the blue veins on his forehead were about to burst open, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, as if he was about to kill, and he shouted hoarsely:
"You little ***~! Don't want to live anymore! I cut you~!" If the two people next to him were holding on to him, the knife would have to go forward and swallow Luo Xiaowei.
While Wen Biao frowned, Yang Can took a breath of cigarette calmly and drank to Luo Xiaowei: "Did you not eat just now? Do you remember how those short mules treated you before?"
Luo Xiaowei only felt that there was a flow of heat in his body as if it was about to explode. The blood'liquid' all boiled, biting her silver teeth, suddenly grabbing the face of the knife, and waving her hands indiscriminately: "Give it back to you! Let you normally Bullying~!"
"Papa! Papa! Papa!" Luo Xiaowei broke out completely in the crisp sound, unable to distinguish whether it was a slap or a fingernail. The knife was full of gold stars, and his face gradually changed shape.
Everyone in the surrounding Polan Street showed shocked expressions on their faces. As Luo Xiaowei became completely mad, more and more people felt a kind of hearty joy in their hearts!
Usually this arrogant knife has bullied everyone, and has done all wicked things. After so many years, everyone has forgotten what resistance is. At this time, I can’t wait to applaud! This kind of punks should be beaten to death!
Finally, Luo Xiaowei gasped and stopped her hand. Seeing the knife that was swollen on her face, she seemed to wake up and took a step back.
"You little ***! Don't think that someone will cover you! I will take your clothes off someday, and find a brother to do you for a week, a month, until you die!"
The knife has completely lost his reason, almost roaring, and vomiting bloody sputum in the past, scared Luo Xiaowei to hide in embarrassment, and everyone next to him took a few steps back scared by his ferocious look.
Wen Biao finally couldn't see it anymore, raised his hand and hit the back of the knife with a wine bottle, knocking him unconscious on the spot.
Yang Can's face was cold and terrifying, and Luo Xiaowei stood behind her and said to Wen Biao: "You have also seen it, it's not me that Yang Can has no sense. Go back and talk to Uncle Bin. Cars and money are not a problem. , But I want a face."
Wen Biao nodded and left with the team of people. Everyone leaned in a sigh of relief. When Xia Meng and those mothers gave Luo Xiaowei a thumbs up, even the ants were usually reluctant to trample the little girl to death. In a trance, I hit someone? How could I hit someone
Everyone's eyes on Luo Xiaowei changed at this time. Zhu Huaicheng even cried her fist and called her "Sister Wei", which made her feel a little bit at a loss. Yang Can couldn't help but laugh out loud. What is certain is that, After today, this Boran Street would never dare to move Luo Xiaowei again.
Everyone still wanted to say something to Yang Can, but they didn't dare to speak. Now the look in his eyes is almost the same as that in Wen Biao...
The black "color" van was driving on the avenue, Wen Biao frowned deeply in the back seat, looking at the golden "color" outside the window, and "touching" his beard as if he was in a bad mood.
"Brother Biao, who is the surname Yang? How could Uncle Bin give him such a face and rush to us?" Ma Tsai asked in a puzzled manner, apparently he didn't understand what happened just now. .
"I don't know, but I heard that it is for the media." Wen Biao shook his head and cursed angrily: "That idiot, who should not be offended but offend him, I really don't know if he is going to die."
The man sitting next to Ma Tsai also snorted: "Yes, the little girl is really idiot. She even offended the knife by listening to Yang's surname. I'm afraid she won't be able to hang out on Boran Street in the future."
"It's not that she's stupid." Wen Biao sighed deeply. Looking at the "lost" faces around him, he also knew that these horses who only knew how to play hard couldn't understand it. The stupid he scolded was a knife.
Thinking of Yang Can's calm face, I couldn't help feeling a little lingering in my heart.
This surname Yang is really too cruel. If he catches up with him, the knife suffers a bit of trauma at most, even if it has passed, but he insisted on asking Luo Xiaowei to do it. With the temper of the knife, how can he endure a little girl to be wild with him without losing control Strange, but Uncle Bin let him take the fight, and the knife finally put down the cruel words so many people heard it, which was clearly against Uncle Bin's meaning.
Uncle Bin will not tolerate a knife, and Wan Chai will not tolerate him.
"Cars and money are not a problem, but I want to save face."
Wen Biao "touched" the twelve million check, Yang Can's cold tone lingered in his ears, and suddenly felt a chill rushing up from the soles of his feet. This check is not only for the favor of Uncle Bin who bought it. , Is also a living life..
*****
Three days later, Hong Kong Airport.
In the screams of hundreds of fans, Yang Can, Yang Xiuya, Yan Shangxi and the top crowd waited before entering the VIP channel under the flashlight of reporters.
Yang Can shook hands affectionately with Lin Baixin of ATV and several old antiques.
"Yang Sheng, I must come to Hong Kong more in the future. I hope that the friendship between our two families can continue." The fat shareholder with a smile on his face held Yang Can's hand, and ATV defeated Wireless for decades. His dream was realized by a mainlander, which no one had expected beforehand.
The participation of the four new wireless stations in the ratings war will see the future of Hong Kong's television industry, which will present a state of co-existence. ATV's turnaround this time has greatly increased the confidence of shareholders.
"Let's go with the flow." Yang Can smiled, and said hello to Lin Baixin, whose face was uncertain, and pulled Yang Xiuya, who was posing poss to reporters and fans, into the passage.
During preparations for takeoff, the light in the cabin was very soft, and Yang Can’s seat belt could not be buckled several times, and muttered, “Isn’t it broken?”
"I'm so stupid, I really don't understand how your head became the boss?"
Yang Xiuya next door leaned over to her side, trying to help him deal with it. In that intimate posture, the collar was thrillingly opened, and the white and crisp breasts were faintly visible. Under the collarbone, Yang Can couldn't help but peeking into her eyes, her nose was full of attractive female "sex" fragrance.
"He's peeking." The voice of Yan Shangxi who was sitting in the front seat came quietly. The national elf who had just fastened Yang Can's seat belt suddenly realized the problem and turned to look at Yang Can's innocent and innocent expression. He couldn't help but hit his calf with his toe.
Yang Can smiled and avoided, obviously without any intention of admitting mistakes.
"Why are you finished using the cool girl now, don't you want to come to tell me a gossip?" Yang Xiuya looked at him suspiciously with her silky hair.
"I don't want to mold myself into a soft meal." Yang Can narrowed his mouth and picked up the cabin to provide a new issue of the newspaper, and patted the upper page.
The headline of the front page is "Yang Dapao Stirring Asia, Recording Overseas Audience Ratings".
In the past few days, the new version of "I Have a Date with Zombies" not only has unprecedented influence in China, but the Chinese market in Taiwan and Southeast Asia has won the same period of ratings with a huge advantage.
Even in Seoul, South Korea, where the three major TV stations have teamed up to *** Chinese TV dramas, the TV series was close to the 12% viewing record of "Han Zhu Ge Ge" after the cable TV series was broadcast, and it was broadcast on Fuji TV in Japan. The response is also extremely shocking. The Japanese media has even only two TV works reflected in Japan, Yang Xiuya has the title of "China's Most Beautiful Star".
The limelight has completely surpassed that in Japan because of "Red Cliff" and the TV series with Kimura Takuya, Lin Chiling has become the target of cooperation invited by the production departments of major TV stations. The host of the ace variety show "smapxsmap" is directly contacted. The top media hope Yang Xiuya will serve as a guest.
Relying on Asian overseas royalties and additional terms alone, the funds recovered this time have exceeded 200 million and are still growing, far exceeding everyone’s expectations. Even top companies used to think that when they were doing financial accounting. I was dazzled, and I checked it several times before I was sure.
"I have made a lot of money, but I didn't count on the awards. Neither Fei Tian Award nor Golden Pigeon Award were shortlisted. It's not as good as last time. Even a newcomer can't match it."
Yang Xiuya looked a little bit unwilling to look at Yan Shangxi, who had already been shortlisted in the Pepsi Music Billboard and the Chinese Pop Chart for many music awards.
Seeing that Yang Can didn't listen to her, she was intently looking at the two pieces of Hong Kong social news in the newspaper. Yang Xiuya's face was cold, and she shook her hand in front of him:
"Hey, the first sister of your company is so depressed? Shouldn't you give me some comfort? "Wan Chai underworld fighting to death' and'Borlan Street beauty' is more important than me? "
Xia Meng watched attentively as she snatched the newspaper with her busy schedule. The more she read, the more surprised she became.
Yang Can smiled. Before he left, Yang Can adjusted Luo Xiaowei’s compass with consciousness energy. The accuracy rate has reached 80%. It seems that the effect is good. As for the dead, unknown and mysterious boy, Of course it is a knife.
Now, just wait to go back to Beijing and follow the military region visiting team to visit the US market in an open and honest manner..