I nodded in disbelief. Yang Hongjun was right. I was indeed too soft-hearted sometimes. This was not hypocritical. Yang Hongjun said, "You don't have to make yourself ruthless, but at least you can't be like this now. For example, Zhang Leiting, although I have a good relationship with him, you have only known him for a few hours. To put it bluntly, even if Miao Long wants to harm Zhang Leiting, it's none of your business. But the way you sighed just now is really not good. How can you achieve anything big with such a personality..."
I looked at Yang Hongjun, who was also fifty years old, with a resolute face, especially his eyes, which were very sharp. He gave people a strong sense of momentum at a glance. Yang Hongjun patted my shoulder and said, "Don't take it too seriously. In fact, you have good and bad personalities. If it weren't for your personality, you wouldn't have helped me in the first place. Well, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go out and treat you to hot pot."
After saying that, Yang Hongjun took my hand and walked out. I was still dazed when Yang Hongjun led me out of Jinlan Company. I kept thinking about what Yang Hongjun told me along the way. However, I couldn't come up with a conclusion after thinking for a long time. A person's character is really determined by nature, and it is difficult to change even with later training.
Yang Hongjun didn't take me to a big hotel for dinner, but took me to a small hot pot restaurant on the street. This hot pot restaurant is not big, with seven or eight tables in the hall and only two private rooms, but the business is surprisingly good. Yang Hongjun seems to be a regular customer, and he directly asked for a private room. There were only the two of us, and we ordered a lot of dishes. We ate and chatted at the same time. Yang Hongjun and I hadn't seen each other for a long time, so we ordered two boxes of wine.
Then I started chatting with Yang Hongjun. We hadn't seen each other for a long time, so we talked a lot. I mainly asked Yang Hongjun how he started his business. After all, he was penniless at the time, but after a few years, he had a billion-dollar business. It's not an exaggeration to say that he was a business genius. I have forgotten a lot of things we talked about that day, but what I remember most is that Yang Hongjun told me that he once took people to raid the home of a competitor.
Yang Hongjun said to me at the time: "In fact, that guy is also a good guy, fat, but too honest. I still remember the day when we went to search his house and beat him to death, his seven-year-old daughter knelt on the ground and begged me not to beat her father." Yang Hongjun's eyes turned red as he spoke.
Yang Hongjun gulped down another sip of wine and said, "Everyone thinks that gangsters are powerful and that they can kill people without blinking an eye. But every time I kill someone, my heart bleeds. Every time, I curse myself in my heart for being a bastard who has destroyed someone's family."
I sighed and said, "Then, you let the little girl go."
Yang Hongjun took a deep breath, as if recalling a painful memory, and said, "No, she was seven years old. She could recognize me at the age of seven. If she was three or four, maybe I would have let her go. But I couldn't give her the chance to take revenge on me when she grew up. So I tied up the three of them and threw them into the Yangtze River."
When he said this, Yang Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes wide and said, "This is society, a society where people eat each other."
I talked a lot with Yang Hongjun that night, and finally came to a conclusion that Yang Hongjun's industry was all "hard-earned" by him. He really "hard-earned" it. He had nothing at that time. If there was a competitor, he would kill the whole family or chop off the person's hands and feet. In his words, he had nothing at that time and had no scruples, so he was very bold in doing things.
In fact, I have always been puzzled. How could a man like him who killed countless people not have evil spirits haunting him? Later, Yang Hongjun took out a blessed Buddha statue from under his neck. This Buddha statue was not ordinary. It was truly blessed. Ordinary ghosts dared not approach it.
We drank until 11pm that night, and then Yang Hongjun called someone to pick him up. It was two middle-aged men in suits and sunglasses at night. They helped Yang Hongjun away. Before Yang Hongjun left, he asked me to go see him when I was free.
I watched Yang Hongjun get into the Ferrari of an unknown model that the two middle-aged men drove away. I shook my head and hailed a taxi. The driver was a middle-aged man in his thirties. After I got in the taxi, I mumbled the address of the company and then I felt so dizzy that I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
"Hey buddy, wake up. We're here." Suddenly I heard the taxi driver's voice. I opened my eyes and found I was already downstairs. I gave the driver an awkward smile, gave him the money and got off the taxi.
I drank a lot at that time. My legs were weak and I was wobbling when I walked. I felt something was wrong when I just walked into the company. It was already twelve o'clock. Wu Zhicong, Fang Pengguang, Xiaoling, Xiaoruo, Su Daji, and Ning Xiyue were all sitting on the sofa in the living room, and their faces were not looking good.
I shook my head, trying to sober myself up, and asked them, "What's wrong? Why are you all sitting in this hall instead of sleeping?"
Wu Zhicong stood up and said to me, "Just now, Miao Long and his men came and took Zhang Yuqian's soul away."
"What?" Although I knew Miao Long and the others were talking to Zhang Leiting, I didn't expect them to be so efficient. I yelled at Wu Zhicong, "Why don't you stop them? You're just a bunch of idiots."
At this time, Fang Pengguang pointed at Wu Zhicong and said, "He and Xiao Ling were eating barbecue outside. I was at home, but I couldn't beat that guy. He was very strong."
"Where's Xiao Ruo, where's Su Daji?" I stared at Xiao Ruo and Su Daji and asked. One of them is a nine-tailed fox and the other is a zombie. If they were to fight, Miao Long might not be able to defeat them.
"Why are you so fierce? Didn't I just come back from shopping with Xiao Ruo? Otherwise, how could that guy take someone away so easily?" Su Daji didn't indulge me at all, and said, "Didn't you just come back from drinking?"
I frowned. Although I didn't know what Miao Long wanted to do to Zhang Yuqian, it was definitely not a good thing, because Zhang Yuqian's life span had ended, and the orthodox way of resurrection would not work at all, unless I used some evil magic to let this guy attach to the corpse, and then trick Zhang Leiting into coming back to life. This was the only way I could think of.
"Okay, stop arguing. Let's all go to bed today and discuss it tomorrow morning." I looked at this group of people sitting on the sofa and it was not a good idea. Besides, I was really drunk at the time, so even if we discussed it, we wouldn't get any results. After saying that, I ran back to my room and lay down to sleep.