Of course, Wei Yichen understands what Qian Liang said. Anyone who can open a bar in Qingnan Lane has some background—whether white or black.
He clutched his bleeding arm and stood quietly in the night, like a beast holding its breath. Qian Liang didn't want to make things worse. He felt that he had been warned today. If he still wants to bite them, he can only blame himself.
He winked at the man with the dagger and returned to the small building behind him. As the door of the small building was closed, the light of the lantern was also blocked, and the surroundings became pitch black again.
Wei Yichen turned around and walked back alone. A woman came out of the shadows, leaned against a smashed street lamp, hugged her chest and called him, "Hello."
Wei Yichen paused slightly and looked in her direction.
It was a woman with long hair, which fell loosely over her shoulders. Because of the dim light, he couldn't see what color her hair was, but the face was still somewhat familiar: "Are you from Sister Qianman's shop?"
Zuo Qianman, who has opened a bar in Qingnan Lane for many years, is older than Wei Yichen. She is one of the few female bosses under the feasting.
The woman straightened up and walked over from the street lamp: "My name is Fang Qiuyun."
"Oh." Wei Yichen greeted him coldly, her name had nothing to do with him. After he finished "Oh", he continued to walk forward. Fang Qiuyun stood in front of him and asked him, "Where are you going?"
Wei Yichen felt inexplicable: "Go back to my bar."
Fang Qiuyun said, "You can't go back now."
Wei Yichen snorted: "Oh?"
Fang Qiuyun didn't care about the disdain and sarcasm in his "Oh?" word, she just said: "If you go back like this, your subordinates will definitely go to Qian Liang to settle accounts."
Wei Yichen frowned, A Mao is a straight man, and seeing that he was injured like this, he would never let it go. In normal times, it's nothing to make trouble. Didn't Zhu Bing's grandson and the others beat him the same way. But Qian Liang was not Zhu Bing. If they rushed forward without thinking, it would definitely be a bad thing.
"You go to HUG with me."
HUG is a bar opened by Zuo Qianman. It is very famous in Qingnan Lane. It has a high style and high fees. It is very suitable for young masters and young ladies who are stupid and rich. Fang Qiuyun dropped these words and walked forward on her own, regardless of whether Wei Yichen was willing or not.
Wei Yichen stood there, although he was a little unhappy with this woman, but after thinking about it, he still followed her.
The bar is now crowded, Fang Qiuyun took Wei Yichen in through the back door and went directly to the second floor.
The second floor is much cleaner than the first floor, which is suitable for rich people with higher requirements to drink. Fang Qiuyun led Wei Yichen forward, and suddenly turned to look at him: "Don't drip your blood on the carpet, our carpet is very expensive."
"..." Wei Yichen was about to exit as soon as he got out, thinking that this was someone else's territory, he endured it again. He looked at the woman across from him and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "I have money and I can afford it."
His smile was meant to satirize and despise the woman opposite him, but his face was already good-looking, but now it looks a little pale because of the injury. Such a cold smile makes him even more sexy and seductive.
"..." Fang Qiuyun withdrew her gaze and continued to lead the way without saying a word.
She took Wei Yichen to the innermost private room and opened the door to let him in.
"Sit down and I'll look at the wound for you."
Wei Yichen asked her deliberately, "Aren't you afraid that my blood will get stained on the sofa? Your sofa looks quite expensive."
Fang Qiuyun poured him a glass of orange juice and put it in front of him: "Aren't you rich?"
Wei Yichen twitched the corner of his mouth and was very dissatisfied with the glass of orange juice she brought over: "You don't even have alcohol in your bar, do you? Replace it with wine." His injured arm was still aching hot, and he needed to use alcohol to numb it. Hit the nerves.
Fang Qiuyun said: "Cocktail mixed with orange juice, whether you like it or not."
She squatted down beside Wei Yichen and rolled up his sleeves a little. Her movements were very light, but Wei Yichen's wound was still tugging at the pain. His lips turned a little white again, and he turned his attention from the wound: "Did Sister Qianman ask you to bring me here?"
"Well, she said that Qian Liang is not so easy to deal with."
Wei Yichen of course knew that Qian Liang had a bad reputation in Qingnan Lane, but no one has touched him so far, that is, no one wants to go into this muddy water.
"Your wound is a bit serious and you must go to the hospital for stitches." Fang Qiuyun simply helped him stop the bleeding, put away the medicine box, stood up and said, "I'll take it to your hospital."
Wei Yichen picked up the wine glass with his uninjured hand, and drank the orange juice cocktail in one gulp: "I'll go by myself."
"No, you can't drive because of your hand injury, and you drank just now. I'll call the police and say you're drunk and driving."
"..." Wei Yichen stared at her for a long time, then said word by word, "I'll take a taxi."
Fang Qiuyun was unmoved: "In the middle of the night, you are still covered in blood, and no taxi dares to take you."
…
Wei Yichen finally got into Fang Qiuyun's car. Because of his hand injury, Fang Qiuyun did it for him, even the seat belt.
Wei Yichen felt that this was very humiliating and must not let the brothers know.
He sat in the co-pilot, and then used the lights in the car to look at her carefully: "You woman, you have a pretty face and a name like a lady, why is your personality different from your face and name? what about?"
Fang Qiuyun drove the car and stared at the road ahead without squinting: "Maybe it's to give life a little surprise."
Wei Yichen: "..."
On the way, A Mao called him and asked him where he was. He said that he didn't find Qian Liang, so he went home first and let them look at the shop. A Mao did not suspect him, and agreed one by one.
There were not many people in the hospital at night. When Wei Yichen came out after finishing the wound, Fang Qiuyun was still standing in front of the car waiting for him. City A in November is definitely not warm. Besides, it's still midnight, and the temperature is lower than during the day, so she wears a skirt with a long coat wrapped around it, and a pair of shoes that match the skirt.
She put her hands in the pockets of her coat and stood there motionless, Wei Yichen couldn't help but think, if you just jumped on the spot twice, it would be warmer than standing there stupidly.
Seeing him coming out of the hospital, Fang Qiuyun took two steps forward and asked him, "What did the doctor say?"
Wei Yichen said: "It can't be disabled, just remove the stitches and change the dressing in two days."
Fang Qiuyun nodded, opened the car, and asked him, "Where are you going, I'll take you there."
Wei Yichen got into the car generously at this moment, and said to her, "Go home."
Because of his hand injury, Wei Zhenting scolded him again, and Wei's mother was also worried. Wei Yichen has also been honestly staying at home these days, right to recuperate.
For two more days, when Xiang Changkong was resting on his Moments, he found a plastered leg posted by Cheng Peng, accompanied by a miserable expression. Xiang Changkong put down the lunch box in his hand, opened a private chat and asked him, "What's the matter with you?"
After Cheng Peng said he wanted to invite him to eat skewers in his store, he added Xiang Changkong's WeChat, but the communication between the two still stayed on the likes of the circle of friends. In addition, Xiang Changkong rarely posts on his Moments, so Cheng Peng rarely even has the chance to like him.
It was the first time he sent a message to himself, and Cheng Peng replied quickly: "Hey, don't mention it, I got home, and there was a car accident on the way to deliver the meal."
Xiang Changkong frowned slightly and asked him, "How is your injury?"
Cheng Peng: Fractured, I have to lie down for a while
Xiang Changkong: Which hospital are you in
Cheng Peng: Central Hospital
Xiang Changkong put away his mobile phone, finished lunch in two or three, and rode a battery car to the central hospital. I found Chen Xianping in the inpatient department, and he was lying on the hospital bed miserably as he posted on his Moments: "Xiao Xiang, you are here!"
Seeing Xiang Changkong, Cheng Peng seemed very happy. He turned his head and introduced to the woman who was sitting on the side cutting Pingguo, "This is the brother I mentioned to you before."
The woman is Cheng Peng's wife. She looked at Xiang Zhangkong and nodded, "Oh... the brother who wants to go to heaven?"
Cheng Peng: "..."
Xiang Changkong didn't know how he introduced himself to others before, and he didn't care. He looked at Cheng Peng's plastered foot and said to him, "Why are you so careless?"
Before Cheng Peng could speak, his wife said, "Running a red light, I really don't even want to die!"
Cheng Peng took care of himself in this matter, and although he couldn't help refuting it for himself, his voice sounded obviously unconvincing: "Didn't I just order more meals, seeing that the delivery time is coming soon, I'm anxious... And when I passed, it was still the last second of the green light...".
In order to catch up with orders, it is not uncommon for takeaways to violate traffic rules on the road. Cheng Peng is not the first, nor will he be the last. If there is no accident, it is good luck. If something happens, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Xiang Changkong said: "I also know that the time limit is up and the meal has not been delivered. I must be anxious, but I can't make fun of my own life. When we deliver food, we should still put safety first. You should have been trained when you go through the company. Bar."
"... The training is done." But their working mechanism is also formulated by the company. Cheng Peng felt very aggrieved.
Cheng Peng's daughter-in-law said, "Look, you took so few seconds and put your legs in now, it's not worth the loss!"
"Okay, okay, I get it, you've been talking here all morning!"
…
Because Xiang Zhangkong had to work in the afternoon, he left after a short stay. When he walked out of the inpatient department, he saw a figure walking out of the hospital building, with a very familiar figure and dress.
"Wei Yichen?" He stepped forward and called the man tentatively. Wei Yichen was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Xiang Changkong.
He couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth. It really wasn't that the enemy didn't get together, and he could even meet him in the hospital.
Wei Yichen laughed twice and asked him, "Are you here to deliver food?"
When he came out of the inpatient department, it was normal for the patient's family members to order takeout. It's just that he usually delivers meals in the area of Xingguang Park. It's so far away from Xingguang Park. Is it still under his control
Xiang Changkong said: "No, a friend of mine is hospitalized, and I came to visit." He said, looking at Wei Yichen's bandaged hand: "What's wrong with your hand?"
"It's nothing, a little injury." Wei Yichen turned sideways, not wanting to discuss his injury with him, so he changed the subject, "How have you been with Xu Lian recently?"
Xiang Zhangkong pursed his lips slightly and replied, "It's good."
Wei Yichen laughed and walked forward: "It's fine."
Xiang Changkong walked beside him, his eyes couldn't help but glance at his hand. Wrapped like this, it doesn't look like a small injury: "Your hand..."
"My hands are fine." Wei Yichen glanced at him sideways, and said to him, "Don't tell Xu Lian what happened to me in the hospital today, and don't tell her about my injury."
Xiang Zhangkong looked at him and said nothing. Wei Yichen said again: "I won't go to her for a while, you... take care of her."