Chapter 27: A Misunderstanding

  The monitoring room is supposed to be a no-smoking area, but this rule does not apply to Deputy Director Lin, and the security guards inside will not stop him either.

  Seeing Zheng Longqing surrounded by Duan Jiye and others in the video, Deputy Director Lin was delighted and lit a cigarette to watch the excitement.

  Zheng Longqing did not expect that these security guards would dare to lay hands on him. For several days, he had deliberately picked up Qiao Yun from work in broad daylight, and he didn't believe that none of the security guards knew that he was the president of Sheng Qing Group. In the face of his obvious identity, they still dared to do this, which clearly indicated that someone had instructed them to do so.

  Seeing a group of people rushing over to forcibly pin him down, Zheng Longqing's eyes turned cold. If he were to be taken away by the security guards today, his reputation would be ruined.

  A group of security guards rushed up, but he didn't make any big moves, just shaking his shoulders, his body swaying back and forth, seemingly not wanting anyone to dirty his white suit. But the security guards who rushed up were knocked to the ground, some even fell on their faces, one by one, falling in a daze without knowing what was happening.

  "Eighteen falls in a row..." Lin Zixian stared at the video in the monitoring room, his eyebrows slightly raised, muttering to himself: "I didn't expect there were two more brushes, and they're actually practicing martial arts. I underestimated them."

  Martial arts usually refer to physical exercises that strengthen the body, which can be learned in ordinary martial arts schools. In addition to exercising the body, many people also use it for performance.

  However, the true national art has a very strict tradition, and in general, it will not be taught on a large scale. The ultimate moves are usually passed down from master to apprentice, father to son, and some of the key points and training methods have never been easily leaked out.

  Most people think that national art is martial arts, and martial arts are national art. In fact, there are still big differences between them.

  In ancient times, national arts referred to the martial arts used on the battlefield to kill enemies and defend one's home and country. They were usually only used for killing enemies and self-defense, not for performance, and generally did not have many fancy moves or aesthetic appeal. After all, it is impossible to scare people to death by just doing a few flips and somersaults.

  It's impossible to achieve fame without hard work. In the era of cold weapons, people often spent ten or even twenty years practicing a single killing move. After mastering it, they would travel the world, either becoming the guardian of a wealthy family or a wandering bodyguard, and with this one move, they wouldn't have to worry about food and drink, all due to the pressure of their living environment.

  At that time, there were often sayings like "one move to fame", such as someone who became famous for a certain move was called Ben Lei Shou (Lightning Hand) So-and-so, Jin Gang Zhang (Diamond Palm) So-and-so, Cao Shang Fei (Flying on the Grass) So-and-so. When one's kung fu skills were mastered, killing a few people with one slap or kicking a stone pillar to pieces was not a big deal.

  It's just that times have changed, and nowadays who would spend several years or even decades practicing some killer move? Moreover, it's not easy to practice, you need good conditions to support it, otherwise, you'll end up breaking your bones and can't afford medical treatment, becoming a cripple is miserable. So, studying hard and finding a good job to earn money and raise a family is the right way to go. Besides, what's the point of ordinary people practicing deadly moves? Even if they're useful, are they not afraid of being shot dead?

  As for those with financial resources, few rich people would spend their time eating bitter fruit; they can simply hire bodyguards or buy a gun.

  Nowadays, the country still has inheritance, except for some departments that can support it, most of them are those with a long history of gang forces. They have enough financial resources to raise a group of apprentices who do the fighting, and these apprentices don't need to worry about anything in their daily lives, they have no worries about food, drink or money, as long as they focus on practicing martial arts. This is also why there is a saying that "scholars are poor while martial artists are rich".

  Duan Jiye saw so many subordinates rushing up like this and suddenly got angry. If the chairman knew, it would be over.

  In a fit of rage, he pulled out his electric rod, and the security guards also got up. But Duan Jiye was not a fool either, thinking twice, if he really made the president of Shengqing Group sick, even if the chairman supported him, Zheng Longqing would not let him off easily.

  But now that I understand, it's a bit too late to regret, and it's already a situation where it's hard to get off the tiger. Should we just swallow our losses and give up? What would the chairman think?

  However, smashing a car is still something the chairman can afford, so he readily pulled out a baton and yelled at everyone: "Smash this illegally parked car for me!"

  Qian Ligang almost didn't think, a group of eager performers also took out their batons, and since everyone had just suffered a loss, some were hot-headed, surrounded the red sports car, and smashed it with a loud crash.

  In an instant, the car's windshield was completely destroyed, shattered all over the ground, and the body of the car was also full of dents. This sports car is done for.

  Lin Ziyan, who was in the monitoring room, almost burst out laughing at this scene, while several security guards standing behind him were stunned.

  Zheng Longqing couldn't smile anymore, his face darkened as he stood aside without intervening. For him, fighting with a group of security guards in public was a loss of dignity, even if he won.

  Moreover, he thought that these security guards dared to treat him like this, and if they said there was no one behind them, he wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death.

  Bang! The security guard of the patrol team waved his anti-riot stick and smashed it non-stop, and the whole car was deformed bit by bit.

  Looking at this group of violent people, the employees who were about to get off work in the parking lot were all stunned. They are considered familiar with the security department, having just dealt with the company's general manager a short while ago, and now they have also taken down the president of Shengqing Group. What a bunch of awesome guys!

  Zheng Longqing's face turned cold as he connected the call and said in a low voice, "Qiao Yun! Is this interesting?"

  "I don't understand what you're saying?" came Joe's icy voice over the phone.

  Zheng Longqing turned his phone towards the crash site, seemingly wanting Qiao Yun to hear the sound of the crash. After a pause, he put away his phone and said, "You've all heard that! You'd better come down and take a look."

  Duan Jiye, who was not far away, heard him reporting and secretly cursed in his heart. This matter could be handled by others, why did he have to take the lead and make a big deal out of it?

  He then called on everyone to stop, still lecturing with righteous words on the surface.

  Not long after, Qiao Yun walked out of the elevator, more stunning than a star, and came to the crushed sports car. She looked at it silently for a while, then turned her head towards Duan Jiye and asked indifferently: "Director Duan, is this your doing? Why did you do this?"

  "Hmm..." Duan Jiye's mouth was bitter! He couldn't possibly say in public that such a lowly thing was done under the chairman's orders, right? With an embarrassed face, he said: "General Manager, the Security Department received a notice. From today on, all external vehicles are not allowed to park in the Minghua Building parking lot without permission. This gentleman ignored our warning, so...". He didn't know how to continue speaking.

  Zheng Longqing's face regained its calm smile as soon as he saw Qiao Yun come out, and he also came to his senses from his anger. Looking at the situation, it was clear that Qiao Yun had not instructed them to do so, and besides, she didn't need to do such a thing. However, this group of security guards obviously targeted him, and if no one had instructed them, they wouldn't have dared to be so bold. And since Ming Hua Group knew he was there to pick up Qiao Yun from work, it wasn't hard to guess who would dare to instruct people to do such a thing.

  He immediately associated it with Qiao An Tian, guessing that Qiao An Tian was anxious after seeing him pursuing his daughter... Thinking of this, his smile became even more intense, it seems that Qiao An Tian also couldn't control Qiao Yun, and was forced to resort to this tactic, quite interesting.

  Qiao Yun is also a clever person, but no matter how she thinks, she didn't expect that Lin Zixian was behind the scenes making trouble, and similarly thought of Qiao An Tian's head.

  She thought it might be Qiao An Tian's intention, and she didn't make things difficult for Duan Ji Ye anymore. The employees who could be loyal to her father were also loyal to herself from another perspective. Moreover, since the last time, she had a certain appreciation for Duan Ji Ye.

  Then he looked at Zheng Longqing, and said straightforwardly: "This is not what I instructed, nor do I know about it. I apologize to you, and I will accompany the car for you."

  Zheng Longqing was indeed very open-minded and elegant, smiling warmly: "If you say accompany, that's too polite. Since it's a misunderstanding, let's just forget about it... You're off work too, right? I'll call another car to send you home."

  "Never mind, I still have things to take care of."

  Zheng Longqing waved his hand and said, "Then I'll go back first. Work can be done slowly, but the body is important, pay attention to rest, see you later!" After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with a swag, as if smashing a car was like smashing an ordinary toy.

  Qiao Yun coldly swept her gaze around at the onlookers, and those employees who should have gotten off work immediately started their cars and ran away.

  "Chairman! Was it you who told the security department to handle the parking lot matter?" Qiao Yun immediately dialed Qiao An Tian's phone.

  "What about the parking lot? What did the Ministry of Defense do?" Qiao An Tian's tone was somewhat bewildered.

  The phone voice is very clear, and Duan Jiye just stands in front of Qiao Yun. After hearing this, he feels a bit dizzy. The chairman won't burn the bridge after crossing the river, will he?

  Qiao Yun was stunned, she knew Qiao An Tian very well and felt that her father wasn't lying. She paused for a moment before saying: "Just now, Director Duan from the Security Department led some people to smash Zheng Longqing's car."

  "Is that so?" Qiao An Tian suddenly burst out laughing, repeatedly praising: "I didn't expect Duan Ji Ye to have such guts, great job! I've been wanting to do this for a long time. Zheng is obviously up to no good. Duan Ji Ye did a great job, taking care of things that are inconvenient for me to handle. It seems like he deserves a good reward."

  As soon as this was said, Duan Jiye's back straightened immediately, and he was excited! After being a famous flower for so many years, it was the first time he received such praise from the chairman.

  "Chairman! You really don't know about this?" Qiao Yun furrowed her brow.

  "Although this thing is done quite to my liking, I really don't know, and I don't need to let the Security Department do such things." Qiao An Tian chuckled.

  "Got it." Qiao Yun hung up the phone directly and looked at Duan Jiye with a cold eye: "Director Duan, don't tell me that this is something you came up with on your own to cater to someone's wishes. Who told you to do this?"