Although it was the first time he met this person, he could guess his identity from the details of his facial features and eyebrows. However, Wen Liang pretended not to know and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"
"My last name is Luo, and my given name is Yun. President Wen should have heard of my name..."
Luo Yun and Luo Qi look 70% alike, with the same eyebrows flying into the temples and the same sharp edges and corners, which fully reflects the excellent genes of the Luo family. But they are fundamentally different. Luo Yun looks more mature, and his clothes and temperament are all marked by the luxury unique to successful people. His body, hollowed out by alcohol and sex, barely hides his listlessness under this glamorous appearance, like an empty house full of jewels, with nothing else except the glittering jewels on the surface.
Wen Liang interrupted him calmly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm new here and I'm not familiar with the people in Lingyang yet."
Luo Yun's face changed, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction. He said, "Boss Wen, I am here to make friends sincerely."
"Yeah?"
Wen Liang looked past Luo Yun and towards the woman sitting next to him, smiling: "Miss Fan's eyes don't look very sincere..."
Luo Yun was not the only passenger in the car. Lingyang Mule was famous for his lust, and he was always surrounded by beautiful young women. But he brought Fan Mingzhu to see Wen Liang, and the provocation could be smelled ten miles away. He was so arrogant and spoke in a condescending manner while sitting in the car. Only an idiot would believe that he came here to make friends.
Fan Mingzhu was wearing a white mink coat with a tight skirt underneath. Her two slender legs wrapped in seductive black stockings were exposed from the bottom of the open coat, full of heart-pounding charm. She looked at Wen Liang coldly, her beautiful face seemed to be carved out of ten thousand years of ice. In an instant, it seemed as if this year's winter had arrived early.
"Mingzhu, did you hear what President Wen said? Come on, don't be shy, give President Wen a smile!"
Luo Qi put his hand on Fan Mingzhu's thigh and rubbed it back and forth. Fan Mingzhu remained unmoved and continued to stare at Wen Liang silently. The hatred buried deep in her heart was chilling.
Luo Qi smiled frivolously. Instead of leaving her smooth and round thighs, he reached in along the hem of her coat and grabbed the wonderful spot between her legs. He said, "Be good, don't keep Boss Wen waiting for too long. You know how powerful I am. Be obedient!"
Fan Mingzhu's body trembled, and a look of pain appeared in her eyes. It was unclear whether it was because of the physical pain or the humiliation of being toyed with in front of her enemy. However, she did not try to resist at all. She just kept her legs together tightly to prevent Luo Yun's hand from moving too much. Then she raised her head, opened her peach-like red lips, and smiled at Wen Liang.
Luo Yun laughed loudly, touched it twice more, then pulled out his hand and put it to his nose to smell it, patted Fan Mingzhu's face, and said, "This is my dear baby! President Wen, now you should believe my sincerity, right? Last time you came, that idiot Luo Shangyang couldn't invite you, so we missed the opportunity. This time I happened to come to the Municipal Party Committee to do some work, and I met you when I went out. I can't miss you again no matter what. Come on, get in the car, let's find a place to have a good chat."
Wen Liang finally understood why Luo Yun came to disgust him today. The last time he came to Lingyang to visit Zuo Jing, Luo Shangyang went to the hotel where he stayed and asked him to meet Luo Yun. He refused and asked Luo Shangyang to tell Luo Yun that they should not interfere with each other and there was no need to build friendships. However, he did not expect that Luo Yun would still hold a grudge against him.
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Mr. Luo again. I'm in a hurry today. Let's find another opportunity!" Wen Liang was too lazy to stand on the street and watch Luo Yun's despicable performance. After saying this, he turned around and left.
Don't know how to appreciate a favor!
Luo Yun stared at Wen Liang's back, a sneer appeared on his lips, and he said, "Just now at the Municipal Party Committee, I asked Secretary Zuo to participate in a ribbon-cutting ceremony for a new project tomorrow, and he agreed immediately without even thinking about it!"
Wen Liang stopped and said softly, "So?"
"So I hope Mr. Wen will reconsider my proposal. In Lingyang, there is no one who I, Luo Yun, have not invited even after two attempts!"
Wen Liang turned around, his expression calm, and said, "Are you threatening me?"
Luo Yun shook his head, his eyes full of teasing, and said, "Boss Wen is a big shot. Not only is he doing well in Qingzhou, but he is also Secretary Zuo's guest of honor and home when he comes to Lingyang. What's more, my useless brother has to rely on Boss Wen for food. I can't threaten anyone but you, right? Mingzhu, Boss Wen may have poor hearing and can't understand what people say. Tell me, did I say the word 'please' politely just now?"
"Good, good, Lingyang Mule is indeed worthy of its reputation!"
Wen Liang didn't want to cause trouble, but if anyone thought they could show off in front of him, they were really wrong. He walked back a few steps, put his hands on the roof of the car, leaned over and stared into Luo Yun's eyes, and said, "For Mr. Yan's sake, I'll give you a chance to apologize!"
"Boss Wen, I think you're mistaken. This is Lingyang, not Qingzhou. If you act too arrogant, something might happen." Luo Yun didn't take Wen Liang's words to heart. A powerful dragon cannot suppress a local snake. He has the final say in his territory. He said, "I heard that Boss Wen also has a hobby of collecting beauties. After all, we are kindred spirits. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about those delicate beauties. Once something happens, they will fall into the arms of others. That fragrant body, white thighs, tsk tsk..."
Luo Yun was fond of women, but he only treated them as playthings. He could do whatever he wanted to satisfy his desires, and he never knew what it meant to respect women. He judged others by himself, thinking that Wen Liang was the same, and flirting with her was nothing special, but he didn't know that he had violated his biggest taboo.
Wen Liang stared at Luo Yun for a moment, smiled slightly, took out his cell phone from his pocket, called Chang Cheng, and asked, "Where are you?"
"It's just around the corner and we're at the gate of the Municipal Party Committee. Ha, boss, I see you. Wait, I'll be there soon..."
"See that car in front of me? Hit it!"
"Ah?" Chang Cheng thought he had misheard and asked, "Bump?"
Wen Liang said without a trace of emotion, "Bump!"
Chang Chengguo was no ordinary man, and he was so excited after receiving the order that he shouted. He was a soldier who walked on the edge of a knife, and was used to a life of excitement and danger. But after following Wen Liang, he lived a completely different life. Although it was a hundred times more exciting than before, it also lacked the feeling of playing with the heartbeat.
Wen Liang put away his phone and stepped back a few meters. Luo Yun was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to look back. Suddenly, he heard a loud noise and his body hit the front seat heavily. He felt dizzy, his nose was bleeding, his whole body was in pain, his ears were buzzing, and his mind was blank.
Chang Cheng unbuckled his seat belt, jumped out of the car, ran to Wen Liang, and asked, "Boss, are you hurt?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "I'm fine, how about you?"
Chang Cheng patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"
Wen Liang looked at Da Ben and asked, "How are they?"
Chang Cheng whispered, "The speed was no more than 30 kilometers per hour, and I stepped on the brakes. Given the quality of the Mercedes-Benz, the person should be fine at most with minor injuries."
Chang Cheng is not a fool. A fool cannot become an elite of the special forces. After receiving Wen Liang's order, he immediately understood that he just wanted to scare the other party, not to really cause a car accident to kill people. Let's not talk about whether the front face of the Lexus can hit the buttocks of the Mercedes-Benz. In broad daylight, Wen Liang was at the scene and he was in the car. That's not murder, that's suicide!
The rear door of the Mercedes-Benz was pushed open from the inside, and Luo Yun fell out with a plop, lying on the ground groaning. Except for a red and swollen forehead and a nosebleed, there was no other injury. Fan Mingzhu also struggled to crawl out, without even a scratch, but was frightened, and sat against the car body, covering her shoulder, with unfocused eyes, in a state of daze. The driver sitting in the front was less affected, and after a brief confusion, he hurriedly got out of the car and ran over, but before he could get close to Luo Yun on the ground, Chang Cheng kicked him to the ground.
Wen Liang squatted down, pulled up Luo Yun's collar and wiped the blood off his face, and chuckled, "Boss Luo, remember to wear your seat belt when you ride in a car next time. It's not good to be too arrogant. Look, something happened, didn't it?"
"You... are you fucking crazy? This is in front of the Municipal Party Committee. You dare to hit me with your car? Just wait! Just wait!"
Luo Yun regained some consciousness. He had never suffered such a big loss since he followed Yan Qixiu. He was so angry that he wanted to eat Wen Liang alive.
Wen Liang raised his index finger and hissed, "Have you forgotten what I said again? It's not good to be too arrogant, because I can't guarantee that there won't be a car running over here. I'm sure Mr. Luo knows a lot of examples of secondary accidents, right?"
Luo Yun glared at Wen Liang fiercely, but kept his mouth tightly shut. A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. Damn it, he had no choice but to accept the madman like Wen Liang!
"That's right. You are welcome to come to Qingzhou in the future. I will definitely entertain you well!"
As the two of them walked quickly toward the municipal party committee compound, Chang Cheng couldn't help but ask, "Boss, don't we want our car anymore?"
Wen Liang said unhappily, "Do you really think Luo Yun is a soft persimmon that can be bullied by anyone? We have to leave Lingyang immediately. The car can only stay here."
If he ran into Luo Yun in Lingyang's territory, it would almost be regarded as a joke if it got out, so Luo Yun would definitely not make it public. As long as Wen Liang escaped now and the real culprit could not be found, he would have to suffer this loss in silence. Does he really dare to go to Qingzhou to find trouble with Wen Liang
As for this Lexus, Wen Liang borrowed it from Zuo Yuxi. He had accompanied him to many places and they had some feelings for each other. It was a pity that he had to become the victim of Luo Yun's anger.
However, using only one car to bully the arrogant Lingyang mule to this extent, this deal is not a loss! (To be continued)