The Ultimate Playboy

Chapter 563: Vicious peddler

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A wave of unrest and another wave, Lei Qingfu, the black and white problem has just been resolved, the factory's affairs are still waiting for Li Yan to take care of his hands, Guan Yunfei is still waiting for him to come back for his honeymoon, other miscellaneous things are also worrying. exhibition.

But an instruction from the headquarters of the Ability Bureau to the Pacific Division caused Li Yan to fall back into life and death.

But I believe that even if Li Yan knew about this, he would face it calmly. People standing taller will inevitably attract the wind. The more you climb up, the more difficult it will be. And Li Yan's perseverance in pursuing happiness and ideals is like a sword that can overcome obstacles for him. As long as he doesn't die, he will never admit defeat.

In the morning, when boarding the plane, Miao Lu personally picked him up. Li Yan was very grateful to Longjing’s friends, especially Miao Lu. After all, Li Yan is just the owner of a small sex toy factory, a small place. It's not just a small person who is too outstanding. However, as a descendant of Marshal Miao, a sister of the princess who was aloof in Longjing, she ran for him without a single complaint.

Waving goodbye to Miao Lu, Li Yan took the plane into the blue sky. Escaped all the way from Las Vegas and returned to his hometown with all the hardships. On the day of the wedding, he was forcibly invited to Leifeng Yungu as a guest. Later, because Li Guanglin wanted to remove him from the Li family in Jiangnan, he came to Longjing to seek friends. Help run.

What happened during this period of time was completely something he hadn't expected before.

In his previous vision, after marrying Guan Yunfei, he could spend more time with her at home, even if it was just cuddling with each other to watch TV, even if it was just picking vegetables and cooking with Guan Yunfei.

But at the moment, all these simple wishes, which cannot be simpler, seem to be overhead above the bubble, and may collapse at any time.

The distant view outside the window has changed from a city made of steel and cement to a piece of terraces and hills covered by the first snow. This kind of scenery repeats itself until three hours later, only a few days later, but it seems to be. The long-lost Jiangzhou City appeared under the plane Li Yan was flying.

The plane landed and Li Yan left the airport.

When he breathed the air of Jiangzhou, Li Yan felt that he had come back, really.

Looking at his watch, Li Yan was a little surprised. When he came, he greeted the driver Lao He and asked him to drive his BMW x6 over. He has never been late since he became his driver. Over.

But what happened today? I have been standing outside this airport for a while, and Lao He's shadow has not been seen.

I had to go home early to make my mother and Yun Fei feel at ease. There was a reason, so I couldn't wait any longer. Li Yan took the initiative to call the driver Lao He.

As soon as the call was made, it was connected. Li Yan was about to ask why Lao He hadn't come, but Lao He eagerly spoke first: "Li Dong, something happened to me."

"Something happened? Lao He, speak slowly." Hearing Lao He's words in a hurry, Li Yan asked quickly.

Lao He explained on the phone: "It's Dong Li. I'm near the airport. A motorcycle in front of me has a puncture. The owner fell and my steering wheel slipped..."

Lao He is honest, in his narration, Li Yan understood.

It turns out that the motorcycle in front of Lao He turned over while driving. Lao He slipped the steering wheel in an emergency situation in order not to crush the bloody owner who fell to the ground. But it didn’t happen. Misfortunes were not singular, maybe. It was a special situation, and Lao He didn't react. He actually ran into a Xinjiang cake-cutting vendor beside the road.

The peddler is fine, but the tricycle and the cakes on the car are all over.

He didn't escape, so he got out of the car and wanted to compensate the Xinjiang hawker for his losses, but the hawker withheld his calculator and asked him for 600,000 yuan!

How much is a broken three-wheeled car? A few thousand dollars were taken down, and this hawker is asking for 600,000 yuan. Isn't it a cheating

But the Xinjiang hawker had a big waist and a round knife in his hand. He looked at Lao He's old age, so bullied and unreasonable. He said that his car is not worth money, but this car is worth sixty for cutting cakes. Ten thousand this price!

If Lao He can't get 600,000, he will leave behind the BMW car that Li Yan has assigned to him in the factory. If not, he will remove Lao He's thigh today and let him spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

When Li Yan heard Lao He talk about the whole thing, he immediately became angry!

It stands to reason that the old man is wrong, but this Xinjiang hawker is too despised. Relying on the knife in his hand and the status of being protected by the government, he dared to ask for prices and behave nonchalantly.

Lao He also said that the Xinjiang hawker has called his accomplices over. It seems that today Lao He didn't choose a solution among the two things he said, just to show Lao He's color.

"Old He, you wait where you are, I will pass now!" Li Yan is not an unreasonable person. He can understand how much he should accompany if he has grievances, even if there are more than 10,000 or 20,000 Li Yan.

But such a sky-high price, an extremely maddening look, and the bullying was an honest person like Lao He, which Li Yan couldn't bear!

Li Yan walked over quickly according to the position that Lao He said.

In broad daylight, he didn't exercise lightness, but if so, Li Yan also walked fast enough.

Ten minutes later, Li Yan came to the scene of the incident.

He saw a large group of people gathered around to watch the excitement, and in the crowd, a man in his fifties kept screaming and begging.

It's Lao He's voice!

Li Yan didn't care about that much, and took two or three steps and crossed more than ten meters before reaching the periphery of the crowd.

"Thank you, everyone!" Li Yan's voice was not loud, but it was exceptionally clear. The onlookers looked back and saw a brave young man with coldness on his face, and the coldness on this young man's face. It seems to be icy cold, making people shudder.

Those onlookers who saw that Li Yan came to be unkind, immediately gave way.

He was beaten as soon as he finished calling Li Yan, and he could see that there was more than one Xinjiang hawker selling cakes in the airport area.

After the hawker made the phone call, three Xinjiang people rushed over. These three were also selling cakes. As soon as they arrived at the scene, they punched and kicked Lao He on his body without any explanation.

He is an old man, otherwise Li Yan would not take care of him and drive himself.

Lao He now has blood stains on his face, he knelt on the ground, screaming again and again. And among the crowds onlookers, there was no one who dared to go up and take charge of justice and seek justice.

"Ah, old man, do you give or not give six hundred thousand!" The headed Xinjiang native with a big waist and a round hat pulled Lao He's hair and stared at him viciously.