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The author has something to say: In a sense, Qu Heng, the little bastard, became an assist

He drove straight to Qu Heng's bar, and passed a yellow light at the only intersection. He didn't realize that he was full of urgency until the car stopped and turned off the engine.

Cheng Yi was stunned for a moment, and after calming down, he comforted himself that he just came to confirm whether Song Xianfei had left or not.

As for how much of the rumors are true or false, no one knows, but everything is not groundless, if not for Pan Yuanshan's uncle and nephew repeatedly telling him, who the fuck would care if Song Xianfei went home or not.

Cheng Yi angrily unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. When he looked at the bar across the road, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment. There weren't many customers in the bar, and the place they sat before was close to the window facing the street, so they could see those people at a glance. There is no one in the place now, only a waitress is bending over to clean up the mess.

Looking around the bar, Song Xianfei and the others were still missing, but Qu Heng's Bentley Mercedes was still parked in the parking space not far from the bar.

Cheng Yi was beating drums and gongs in his heart. He could only be sure that Qu Heng was still here. As for Song Xianfei, he thought it would be more reassuring to ask.

As the general manager of Xinye, Qu Heng shouldn't have done such a nasty thing.

After thinking about it, Cheng Yi pushed open the door of the bar and stepped in again. The loud music instantly filled his ears, and there were only a few people on the dance floor shaking their waists and limbs. He didn't have much time to appreciate it, so he walked straight behind the waiter , Open your mouth and call the other party a beauty.

The waitress turned her head when she heard the sound, and recognized the man in front of her at a glance. There were not many customers in the store in the afternoon, and the one who impressed me the most was the group of people brought by President Qu. Cheng Yi had a prominent appearance and a tall and straight figure. , she naturally remembers this kind of star-like man clearly.

Cheng Yi cut to the chase, and asked directly, "Do you know where the person sitting here just now has gone?"

"Mr. Qu and the others should be in the private room at the back." The waitress quickly explained: "The gentleman was very dizzy just now, so Mr. Qu helped him to rest in the room at the back."

Cheng Yi frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't figure out where the private room was, so he had to ask the waitress in front of him to lead him the way.

Perhaps in order to isolate the noisy music in front, the location of the private room in the bar is designed to be very secretive. The decoration can be seen that it is not low-key at all, but it does not meet Qu Heng's usual "elegant" temperament.

The waitress quickly took him to the private room where Qu Heng was, but when he was about to knock on the door, Cheng Yi stopped him.

"Just go and do your work." Cheng Yi smiled at her, "I'm just here to pick up someone back, and I won't bother you Mr. Qu too much."

Since this is someone Qu Heng knew, the waitress nodded in relief and left the place, but when she passed the corner, she saw Cheng Yi behaving strangely and putting her ear on the door of the private room. She was just wondering, and the next second But he saw the other party lift his foot and kick the door violently, and broke in aggressively!

The waitress was stunned for a while, thinking that the other party might have a conflict with Mr. Qu, and then realized that she had caused trouble, and ran to find other people in a panic.

As soon as Qu Heng got excited, the door of the private room was kicked open from the outside with force. The loud noise made him jump out of shock. Before he could react, he felt the collar of his shirt tighten, and the next second He was picked up by the collar and thrown onto the sofa beside him.

It was obvious that the visitor was not kind, Qu Heng recovered from the shock and raised his head to face Cheng Yi's extremely gloomy face.

After all, he is a person with many scenes. After a moment of panic, Qu Heng raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, "Didn't you already leave?"

"Mr. Qu." Cheng Yi licked the corner of his mouth, his fingers were still trembling with anger, "You are really surprising."

As soon as Cheng Yi finished speaking, his eyes glanced coldly at Qu Heng's pale face, and then his eyes fell on Song Xianfei beside him.

It seemed that he came in a timely manner. The person concerned was already unconscious lying on the sofa, his brows were furrowed, and he was moaning, not knowing whether he was feeling uncomfortable or talking about something.

Song Xianfei may have been mopped up, but he didn't suffer any other damages. It's just that Qu Heng pulled his clothes into a mess, and his exposed skin looked particularly dazzling under the dim light.

A high-definition video equipment was set up not far from the sofa, and it was pointed at where Song Xianfei was. After Cheng Yi realized it, his breath suddenly stagnated, and the next second he directly picked up Qu Heng's collar and dragged him completely. In front of himself, "Qu Heng, you are really not a fucking thing."

Inexplicably, Cheng Yi threw a ruthless punch at that hypocritical face, let alone a punch, and now he even has the heart to cripple him.

Qu Heng only felt a sharp pain in his cheek, and then he swayed and fell on the coffee table next to him. He swept all the bottles of foreign wine on the table to the ground, glass shards splashed everywhere, and the wine dripped all over the floor.

Most of the bottle of dry red was spilled on his shirt, and it was soaked, and at first glance he thought it was blood.

At this moment, a woman's scream came from outside the door, sharp and ear-piercing, Cheng Yi frowned and turned his head, and saw that besides the waitress who brought him over, there were several more men who looked like staff members.

"President Qu, are you okay!" The manager rushed into the private room in a panic, lifted Qu Heng from the ground and blocked himself in front of him, "Don't worry, I'll call the police right away."

Cheng Yi sneered, Qu Heng's little subordinate was really caring, he lifted a rock to hit his master's foot, saving himself from having to take out his phone again.

"I'm fine." Qu Heng reached out to stop the manager, took out a tissue to wipe off the blood stains around his mouth, "It's just a misunderstanding, close the door and take them out, and tell them to keep their mouths tight, Master Cheng and I still Something to say."

Although the manager was worried, he didn't dare to stay longer, so he waved his hand to signal the people outside the door to leave, and when he exited the private room, he closed the door smoothly.

Cheng Yi was not in a hurry, picked up Song Xianfei's coat on the sofa and covered him, then sat down on the sofa, wanting to see what kind of tricks Qu Heng was playing, and what sweet words he wanted to say to himself.

After confirming that there was no one outside the door, Qu Heng turned around slowly, without the slightest panicked expression on his face, "I thought Master Cheng had left, why did you think of coming back to pick up Xianfei?"

"Don't talk so much nonsense." Cheng Yi squinted his eyes and looked at Qu Heng with disgust on his face, "Don't call him that again, it sounds disgusting."

Qu Heng smiled slightly, but did not show any anger.

"Mr. Qu, to tell you the truth, a friend told me before you came here that you are hypocritical and dirty, and you like to play tricks on people." Cheng Yi was speechless, "I was lucky to see you today, but I didn't expect The truth is even more disgusting."

Qu Heng smiled lightly, and the expression on his face remained unchanged, "You can say whatever you want, Mr. Cheng. I really like men, and I prefer the type like Director Song. Today's matter is really my fault, maybe It was because of alcohol that I couldn't restrain my love for him."

"This is your so-called love?" Cheng Yi was so disgusted that his skin got goosebumps, he glanced at the video equipment not far away, "Mr. Qu really did a good job, you used the video tape to coerce those people before, That's why you don't dare to say anything, right?"

The smile on Qu Heng's face obviously froze, and he regained his composure immediately, "Master Cheng, at least you must pay attention to evidence, even if you call the police now, there is no evidence to prove what I did to other people, Director Song, on the contrary You may also be implicated unnecessarily."

Cheng Yi's gaze gradually sank. It is true that these are just hearsay. Although combined with what Liu Minghang said, we know what kind of dirty tricks Qu Heng used, but there is no direct evidence to prove that even if he really calls the police, people like Qu Heng It is estimated that the characters will not really be punished.

"I didn't do anything to Director Song." Qu Heng seemed to be deliberately emphasizing, "I don't need to take this punch you punched me seriously, but if you insist on calling the police, I still advise you to weigh the pros and cons , Think about the consequences of this matter before deciding what to do."

Cheng Yi frowned slightly, "What consequences could there be?"

"Just tell the truth." Qu Heng smiled slightly, "You should also know about Gu Cheng's project this time. So many companies have to squeeze in if they hit their heads, but no one knows that Gu Cheng has discussed with the government. The city’s top companies like Xinye and Chengyuan have already become unannounced candidates.”

Cheng Yi took a deep breath, although he didn't know if Qu Heng made up his words to protect himself, but impulsiveness would really cause irreparable consequences, so after thinking about it, he had no choice but to listen to him continue.

"I didn't make up a lie. You can go back and ask Cheng Dong about these things. You should always believe what your grandpa said."

Qu Heng smiled lightly and continued: "Cheng Yuan and Xinye only care about who will win. If there is any accident at this juncture, everyone will know about the ups and downs in the city, and the media will not know how to fabricate public opinion. As a result, neither of you and my family will get this piece of fat, not to mention Director Song, as one of the people in charge this time, if there is any negative news, it will be of no benefit to him."

"What you said makes sense." Cheng Yi sneered, and looked up at Qu Heng, "As for these, I will think about them carefully, but today this matter must be settled, Mr. Qu."

When Qu Heng saw that he was moved by his words, he smiled even more, secretly proud, thinking that young people are young after all, and things can be settled with a few words.

"A villa in Liwan City, any luxury car worth a million dollars, if Master Cheng asks, I will ask someone to do it as soon as possible."

Cheng Yi grinned, and the bright smile bloomed on his face, showing that he was extremely harmless to humans and animals.

"Let's avoid these things, Mr. Qu." Cheng Yi nodded slightly, tilting his head to pretend to be cute, "I only hope that you, Xinye, can make concessions on this project."

Qu Heng was slightly taken aback, and the smile just now gradually froze on his face.

"One more thing."

Cheng Yi stood up slowly, walked around the coffee table and walked quickly in front of Qu Heng, and before the others could react, he punched him in the face again.

The punch was impartial, right above the bridge of Qu Heng's nose, and instantly two injections of blood gushed out of his nose. Qu Heng whimpered and bent down in pain to cover his face with his hands.

"Listen to Mr. Qu, this matter still has to be resolved in private, and we can't call the police."

After Cheng Yi dropped these words, he pulled Song Xianfei up from the sofa and was about to leave. Perhaps because he thought it would be more convenient to take away Song Xianfei vertically rather than horizontally, he simply carried him on his shoulders and walked out without looking back.