About an hour later, in Tan Mingchao's office.
"Thank you for your help." Tan Mingchao patted Yu Mingyuan on the shoulder and said, "I'll buy you a drink when I'm done."
Yu Mingyuan waved his hand: "We are all family, why are you still talking about this. I'm going back first, Lao Kong is still waiting for me downstairs."
Tan Mingchao nodded: "Okay, I'll ask the guards to take you..."
Yu Mingyuan waved his hand and said, "No need. Old Kong also has people there. There's no need to bother with your people."
"That's fine." Tan Mingchao thought for a moment and said, "If you have any questions, remember to call me."
"good."
After saying goodbye, Yu Mingyuan left the office and walked out of the headquarters building alone. As soon as he walked into the compound, he saw several commercial vehicles parked at the door.
“Crash!”
The door of one of the cars opened, and Kong Zhenghui was sitting in the car, waving at him: "Mingyuan, here!"
Yu Mingyuan nodded, quickened his pace and got on the business car: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Not long after." Kong Zhenghui asked softly, "What did Tan Mingchao want to see you about?"
"Nothing serious." Yu Mingyuan waved his hand. "It's about the garrison. You suddenly came to me, what's the matter?"
Kong Zhenghui looked around. There were people coming and going in the headquarters and patrolling soldiers everywhere.
After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "This isn't the place to talk, let's go somewhere quiet to talk."
Yu Mingyuan looked down at his watch, then at Kong Zhenghui's hesitant expression, and felt that he had something on his mind, so he nodded and said, "Okay, you have the final say."
Kong Zhenghui looked up and shouted, "Drive."
"Okay."
The car started and the Kong family's convoy drove out of the headquarters compound.
…
About ten minutes later, the convoy stopped in front of a bar in Zhanan.
This bar is one of the businesses of the Kong family. It is not a noisy bar, on the contrary it is quite quiet. The decoration inside the bar is exquisite and very stylish.
It was daytime again and there were not many people in the bar. There was only a singer sitting on the stage with a guitar, singing song after song.
Kong Zhengqi and his men stayed in the lobby on the first floor, while Kong Zhenghui and Yu Mingyuan went directly upstairs to a secluded private room on the second floor.
There was a comfortable sofa booth in the private room. After the two sat down, the manager immediately pushed the door open and followed in. He bowed to Kong Zhenghui and asked, "Mr. Kong, what would you like to drink today?"
"It's still the same as before." Kong Zhenghui waved his hand and said, "Just send the wine over. I need to talk to my friend about something."
"Okay, okay." The manager nodded quickly in agreement.
In less than two minutes, several bottles of red wine were delivered upstairs, and then the door of the private room was gently closed, leaving only Kong and Yu in the room.
Kong Zhenghui took the bottle and filled their glasses with wine.
Yu Mingyuan glanced at him and said with some concern: "You have just been discharged from the hospital for a few days, drink less."
Kong Zhenghui said calmly: "It's just the two of us today, so it's okay to drink a little."
Yu Mingyuan asked, "How is your recovery going?"
Kong Zhenghui raised his right hand, looked at the broken part, and sighed: "It's okay, but I feel a little uncomfortable sometimes. My right hand seems to be still there, and it hurts."
When Yu Mingyuan heard this, he was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Let's not talk about this anymore, let's drink." Kong Zhenghui picked up the wine glass.
"Well, let's drink." Yu Mingyuan clinked his glass with his, and they both took a big sip of red wine.
Kong Zhenghui's alcohol tolerance was not particularly good. Among the five sons of Longcheng, he was the worst. After taking a sip of red wine, his face turned slightly red.
He put down his wine glass and asked, "How is Xiaoyu?"
Yu Mingyuan shook his head: "He was sent to the hospital and is still being treated. I don't know the specific situation, and I am also waiting for news."
Kong Zhenghui nodded and said nothing more, but poured more wine into their glasses.
Yu Mingyuan looked at him and felt something was wrong, so he asked softly, "Lao Kong, you suddenly brought me here and asked me to drink, which made me feel uneasy... What's wrong with you? We are all brothers, just say it directly."
Kong Zhenghui took a big gulp of wine, thought for a long time, and said slowly: "Actually, since the day of my father's funeral, when I invited you to dinner, there is something I have always wanted to say, but I didn't have the chance at that time."
Yu Mingyuan looked at Kong Zhenghui's expression and asked, "What did you say?"
Kong Zhenghui hesitated for a long time, took another sip of wine, and finally said: "Mingyuan... I want to withdraw..."
Yu Mingyuan was stunned when he heard this, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. In fact, when the other party asked him to come today, he had an inexplicable premonition in his heart.
However, bringing this up at this time... is somewhat inappropriate and a little weird.
Yu Mingyuan picked up the wine glass and took a big gulp of the wine.
The taste of this wine is somewhat bitter.
After thinking for a long time, he turned his head, looked at Kong Zhenghui and asked, "Old Kong, tell me the truth... After leaving here, where are you going?"
…
In District 1, Washington, a high-end club.
In the private room, the two girls had left and were replaced by Xiao Yan.
At this time, Yuan Biao's eyes were red. He pressed on Xiaoyan and pulled her clothes as if to vent his anger.
Xiao Yan's face was pale. She was pushing Yuan Biao hard, and she kept shouting, "Get up! Get up!"
Yuan Biao was unmoved, as if he couldn't hear anything, and he hugged her and started to bite her.
There was anger flashing in Xiaoyan's eyes. In the arms of such a strong man, her strength was simply not enough.
“Bang!!”
Unable to bear it any longer, she raised her right hand and slapped Yuan Biao hard in the face!
Yuan Biao seemed to be awakened by a warning. He stood there in a daze.
Xiao Yan gritted her teeth and told him word by word: "I am not a gambler! Get out of here!"
Yuan Biao stood there in a daze, the strength in his hands loosened, and he subconsciously stepped back.
Xiao Yan immediately stood up, pulled her torn clothes, and yelled, "... I am not Lu Zhen's henchman, nor am I his socialite!! This is my workplace, you should be polite to me, otherwise I will make you die in an ugly way! Do you understand?!"
Yuan Biao fell on the sofa, looked at the ceiling, and thought for a long time.
“Squeak—”
After a while, the door of the private room was pushed open and Lu Zhen walked in.
He had just come back from meeting up with his friends and had no idea what had happened before.
Seeing Yuan Biao lying on the sofa with his eyes wide open, Lu Zhen couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
Yuan Biao still lay there and didn't speak for a long time.
Lu Zhen sat on the sofa and did not urge Yuan Biao. He lit a cigarette and started smoking.
Neither of them spoke, and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes.
After a long time, Yuan Biao finally spoke. His eyes fell on Lu Zhen, and he said slowly: "I want less money. After the job is done, you let me take Xiaoyan away."
When Lu Zhen heard this, he was confused.