What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

Wang Wei hesitated again and again, but got out of the car and followed.

He wasn't worried that Zhang Xiao'an was the kind of person who would be so aggressive.

The main reason is that Fatty Chen, the pretentious dealer, is so naughty that once the chatter begins, it is difficult for ordinary people to resist beating him.

"What are you doing carrying a brick?" Wang Wei caught up and asked.

"I can't go to see Fatty Chen empty-handed, and I can't bear to buy him some fruit. Carrying a brick is a lot of fun."

"You...you can't take a picture of him, right?" Wang Wei asked with very cautious eyes.

"You look down on me too much, Uncle Wei, I am the most mature and stable person."

As long as you can put bricks on the ground, I will believe your lies!

"Listen to me Xiao'an." Wang Wei grabbed Zhang Xiao'an and said earnestly: "Although I can't stand Fatty Chen, I haven't broken up with him yet. You can't go overboard with a brick." Is it going to make a big fuss?"

"Let me ask you a question, Uncle Wei." Zhang Xiaoan stared at Wang Wei and asked, "After so many days, does Fatty Chen want to sit down and have a nice chat with you?"

Wang Wei said nothing when he heard this.

From the beginning, Fatty Chen was able to pick up the phone and insult him, but later he just ignored him.

Later, Wang Wei never contacted Fatty Chen again.

Because he knew that contacting the other party would be of no use, and it was impossible for him to kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistake. It would be too much of a bargain to coerce him like that.

"The dogs raised by rich people are always the ones that bark the most fiercely. For people like Fatty Chen, the more you give in, the more aggressive he becomes."

"Don't worry, Uncle Wei, I won't hit him with a brick for a while. I will definitely help you make amends for the grievances you suffered from him."

Zhang Xiaoan finished speaking.

He walked into the inpatient department with a step that he didn't recognize his relatives.

Wang Wei followed closely behind.

……

Lobby.

Zhang Qingyang put his hands in his pockets and walked toward the door of the inpatient department, shaking his head.

After two days of injections in the hospital, he was almost healed. Today he can finally go to the college to flirt with girls.

Huang Zhichao followed him like a bitch and said with a flattering look on his face: "Brother Qingyang, there are still more than an hour before classes start at the college. Let's have some food before we go?"

"Okay, I'll treat you later."

"No need, Brother Qingyang, I will cover all your expenses for eating, drinking and having fun in Wangjiang from now on!"

Zhang Qingyang stopped, turned his head and raised his neck and asked: "My bottle of wine last time still didn't make you remember it. Do you really think you are richer than me?"

Zhang Qingyang is not only arrogant.

He's also a bit of a prodigal.

When going out to eat or play, he never lets people around him spend money.

He enjoyed the feeling of spending money like water and being regarded as the God of Wealth wherever he went.

"No, no, I didn't mean that. Brother Qingyang, don't think too much..."

Fatty Chen took the lead and acted as peacemaker.

Huang Zhichao got his wish and fell in love with Zhang Qingyang, a wealthy young man.

Zhang Qingyang didn't like seeing him very much, but who could refuse such an obedient little guy who wanted to please him every day?

Recently, Huang Zhichao has been around Zhang Qingyang every day, buying him food, cigarettes and water, and even doing some errands.

Zhang Qingyang was also very particular and would give him an extra [-] yuan every time as running fees. If Huang Zhichao didn't accept it, he wouldn't be happy.

This shows that although Zhang Qingyang is a confused person, he is still a bit timid.

But he is very big brother-like and never treats the losers around him badly.

The act of paying for running errands also shows that the relationship between the two of them is not equal. In Zhang Qingyang's eyes, Huang Zhichao is just a follower, nothing more.

Zhang Qingyang stared expressionlessly at Huang Zhichao, who was smiling apologetically for a long time, then turned his head and continued walking towards the door.

Just walked around the corner.

Zhang Qingyang saw Zhang Xiaoan walking in from the gate at a glance, carrying a brick.

"Let's go... let's go!" Zhang Qingyang roared, turned around and dragged Huang Zhichao into the safe passage.

"Brother Qingyang?" Huang Zhichao asked confused.

"I saw Zhang Xiaoan! He was holding a brick in his hand!" Zhang Qingyang said with a look of horror.

"I thought something was wrong with that country bumpkin... Just wait for Brother Qingyang, and I'll go out and help you beat him up to vent your anger." Huang Zhichao smiled nonchalantly.

As soon as he stood up, Zhang Qingyang grabbed him and shouted in a low voice: "Come back! Don't fucking seek death!"

Ever since Zhang Xiaoan scared him to wet his pants while hanging from a tree that night, whenever he closed his eyes for three consecutive days, the scene of Zhang Xiaoan holding a knife in his hand and smiling evilly at him would appear in his mind.

Huang Zhichao looked at Zhang Qingyang as if a mouse had seen a cat, and he was so frightened that he retracted his head into his crotch.

He thought to himself that if Zhang Qingyang hadn't been born into a good child and had the surname Zhang on his body, he would be so cowardly that he wouldn't be able to have enough to eat when he goes out to beg for food!

He looked down on Zhang Qingyang in his heart, but Huang Zhichao still used his body to protect him.

1 minute later.

"See if he's gone."

Huang Zhichao stuck his head out and looked towards the hall: "Let's go."

"It's good to go, it's good to go..." Zhang Qingyang quickly took out his cell phone, found Fatty Chen's cell phone number and dialed it.

……

Upstairs ward.

After lying in the hospital for a few days, Fatty Chen's mental state improved a lot.

At this time, he was chewing the apple that Huang Zhichao peeled for him before leaving.

"There has been no movement from the Mingjun Group recently, and Wang Wei didn't ask anyone to ask me to make peace. It seems that Fang Jun is ready to fight with me, haha."

Xiao He, who was on the hospital bed next to him, said, "No, Mr. Chen, if Fang Jun touches you, it's like slapping the Zhang family in the face. How can he have the courage?"

"If he dares to touch us, Mr. Zhang will definitely not spare him!"

Xiao He is just a worker for the Zhang family, and I don't know where he gets his confidence.

"That's true, I heard someone said that Fang Jun went to Hanking to find Mr. Zhang a few days ago, but he didn't even get through the gate of our group headquarters." Fatty Chen shook his head helplessly and said disdainfully: "Xiaojun, this person I take myself a little too seriously, thinking that I have some prestige in Wangjiang, so I think I can eat wherever I go."

"He doesn't even think about Mr. Zhang's identity and that he can see him whenever he wants."

"When the day comes when Xiaojun completely surrenders to me, I will have to talk to him nicely."

Just as Wang Wei said.

Fatty Chen likes to preach. If he doesn't teach and educate people, it will be in vain. It would be unfair for him to be left in Wangjiang to look after the Zhang family.

"By the way, Mr. Chen, what are we going to do with Wang Jun's son-in-law?"

Hearing Zhang Xiaoan's name, Fatty Chen's face suddenly darkened: "That little bastard! He thinks he can be lawless with Wang Jun behind him! After I am discharged from the hospital, I will definitely find someone to deal with him first!"

"Buzzing..."

The cell phone placed aside continued to vibrate.

Fatty Chen picked up the phone and put it to his ear and asked, "What's wrong, Qingyang?"

"Run away, Uncle Chen. Zhang Xiaoan is carrying bricks to find you!"

"What?! He's here?!"

As soon as Fatty Chen finished speaking, he heard a "bang".

The door of the ward was kicked open.

Zhang Xiaoan walked in from the door with elegant steps, holding up the brick.

Looking at Fatty Chen who looked confused on the hospital bed, Zhang Xiaoan greeted with a smile:

"Hello, Brother Chen!"