Three BMW 7-series cars with Shanghai license plates were parked outside the dog fighting arena. Seven men and one woman, all dressed in black suits, stood out. The men's physiques were around 1.8 meters tall, with robust builds that could intimidate anyone. Their movements were neat and efficient, without any unnecessary actions. Although they didn't have a sign on their backs saying "bodyguards" or "mafia", they gave the impression of being well-trained soldiers. Especially the bald-headed man who played the second core role, his appearance and demeanor were both domineering. The woman wore a simple yet elegant black outfit, with only her high-heeled shoes revealing her feminine charm. She was surrounded by the men, making her stand out even more as she walked slowly towards the entrance of the dog fighting arena, exuding an aura of confidence and strength.
She walked into the dog fighting arena, just in time to see a black wolf-like dog howling pitifully with its head raised in an iron cage. She stopped in her tracks and was stunned. When the Tosu dog escaped from the cage, the gamblers at the dog fighting arena finally came out of their shock and felt the overwhelming aura of this group of uninvited guests. The woman's face, the bald man's head with a more colorful tattoo than the nine-grade lotus flower in Buddhism, formed a word: "Yao".
Those who come to this dog-fighting arena, splurging money and seeking pleasure, are not necessarily all like Su Bei or Wu Huang, with a rich family background, but they have all seen some grand scenes. However, even Xu Bei's usually calm face showed an astonishing expression, staring intently at the woman's figure, not missing any details. The huge commotion caused by these people is evident.
It's not unusual for high-ranking officials to bring a group of subordinates to inspect work, nor is it interesting to see them flaunting their power like Sun Mian and Jiang Zemin, who are just trying to intimidate people. But when a woman can stir up the atmosphere to the point where men and women are on equal footing, and she's not just a pretty face, but rather like a Ci Xi or Wu Zetian, that's indeed a fresh and intriguing thing.
As the woman appeared, the men in the arena who knew her began to whisper among themselves, spitting out saliva, some with hatred and others with admiration, their evaluations extremely polarized. None of them could remain calm, including Wu Huang, Chen Er Gou, and even Shang Jia Wu, who all revealed a look of astonishment. Especially Chen Er Gou, whose heart was filled with mixed emotions as he recalled the woman's previous appearance in Sun Dage's room. He had never hidden his fear of this mysterious woman, nor did he consider it shameful to be intimidated by a female. Just as Chen Er Gou was lost in thought, wondering why she had appeared at the dog-fighting arena, Shang Jia Wu, who had lost face after losing the bet, scratched his head, threw away his cigarette butt, and ran towards her with a mixture of awkwardness and stubbornness on his face. Chen Yuan Shu also approached Chen Er Gou and first greeted him respectfully before whispering: "Hei Bao won the match, you might as well try to sound out Yu Han Liang. If he's willing to make amends and take out 7 or 8 million to save face, it means this person is worth pulling in for big things. If he tries to welch on his debt, we'll arrange something later. In any case, you can't afford to clash with him at the dog-fighting arena; this is his turf, and even a Chen Qing Zhi wouldn't be able to take him down. This kind of person will cause endless trouble if not eliminated completely."
"Let's withdraw first and let him worry about the mess." Chen Ergou nodded, if it wasn't for Chen Yuanshu reminding him, he would have really gone all in on that huge bet, the final stake of 1 million, which could have earned him 1.8 million according to the odds. In his lifetime, Chen Ergou had never seen such a large sum of cash, not even tens of thousands of yuan. Today's Chen Ergou might have risked everything for 1.8 million and would have dared to confront Yu Hanliang on the spot, even daring to cut off Guo Xiahe's head. Chen Ergou's courage was not small, fortunately, he had Chen Yuanshu by his side as a strategist, who made him understand the wisdom of watching from the sidelines.
"Do you know that woman?" Chen Yuanshu's intuition was sharp.
"We met in Shanghai once, I almost died at her hands, she's a ruthless and cunning woman." Chen Ergou said with lingering fear.
Chen Yuanshu did not seem to have anticipated that Chen Ergou would still have the opportunity to get entangled with such a woman when he was down on his luck. Without saying a word, as Xu Beichen said, people like Chen Yuanshu who are from prominent local families and are red second-generation descendants, especially in the southeastern coastal areas, generally do not care about the so-called "rivers and lakes" (a term referring to the underworld). This generation's feelings towards hiring thugs to collect debts or money laundering are also far less than those of politicians or tycoons like Qian Lao Ye. For example, Chen Yuanshu has been in business for over a decade, specializing in financial investment, how could he have imagined a scenario where he would hire a black society gang to collect debts?
Chen Ergou whistled, and the black wolfhound darted out of its cage and ran to his side. Chen Qingzhi shouted as he followed Chen Yuanshu and Wei Chigongde in escaping through a side door, leaving the dog-fighting arena behind.
"That's Zhū Yè Qīng, how is she? A true beauty! Beizhēn, if you can win her over, you'll be the envy of everyone in Shanghai. I'll even benefit from your glory. That kind of woman, as long as you can bring her home, it's like striking gold. Don't worry about complicated relationships with your mother-in-law, she'll be the one to tame your mom. And don't worry about her fitting in with your friends, a wife like that will always give you face wherever you go." Wú Huáng joked.
"I just don't know how many green hats she's worn." Tan Xin said with disdain, but despite his sharp tongue, he still had a certain degree of admiration for that woman who shone like the sun in Shanghai. A woman without a strong background wanting to make waves in this city, the pride of the Republic, would need so much luck and so many tears? Shanghai was never short on beautiful women, nor on golden birds, but there was only one Bamboo Leaf Green.
"Who has pen and paper?" asked Du Yingjiao excitedly.
"Did you really ask her for an autograph?" Wu Huang exclaimed in surprise.
"Nonsense." Duan Yi said impatiently.
Xu Bei Zan took out a broken pen and handed it to Dou Ying, along with a very simple business card. The little girl then hastily ran towards the tall bodyguards behind her, who were dressed in green uniforms.
"Wu Huang, you didn't stop her either?" Tan Xin complained.
"It's not a bad thing, maybe it'll even let Xiao Qiu accidentally make some friends. This bamboo leaf green snake may be poisonous, but it won't bite people randomly. Besides, this is Jiangsu, not Shanghai, who dares to bully Xiao Qiu, even if it's Ye Yan Zhao, I'd dare to play with him." Wu Huang said with a smile.
The last sentence seemed to remind people that this seemingly gentle man was also the future Emperor of Su Beidi. Xu Bei Zen punched Wu Huang's chest and laughed, "This is more like my brother, if you were a bit more ruthless, I would have known better than to fight with you for the right to talk heart-to-heart, and I would have voluntarily withdrawn."
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"Huangfu auntie, the money I lost today will be deducted from the money I made from speculating on small purple sandalwood and Pu'er tea in previous years. And don't tell my grandfather about me playing with fighting dogs, I don't want to get hit with a feather duster every time I go back to Zhejiang." The young man from Shanghai came up to the woman, this guy seemed to not care about money at all, and was also very playful in front of her, however, although he called her affectionately, there was no hint of flirtation in his eyes, it's clear that their relationship is not what the outside world thinks.
"I've already invested the money from Xiao Zitan and Pu'er in Tongchen Yipin, preparing it for your future dowry to marry a noble lady. The money you lost tonight is a separate matter. Moreover, I still want to ask your grandfather for help, don't ask me how, it's useless. You're bound to get beaten up when you return to Hangzhou next time." Although the woman's smile was cold and distant, her demeanor seemed unapproachable, but to the bald-headed man beside her, it was already a rare sight. This master, who was notorious for being ruthless in business, never hid knives behind smiles in front of family members. As long as he smiled, regardless of whether it was warm or cold, it meant that there was definitely room for maneuvering."
"Empress Dowager, can you bear to do such a thing to me, a poor wretch with such a miserable fate?" The handsome young man said pitifully, his face full of evil charm that was sure to captivate women between the ages of 10 and 50. He really didn't care about losing money; even if he lost 10 million, it wouldn't hurt him at all, because whether he won or lost, he was always a poor guy with less than 1,000 yuan in his pocket, as he had to hand over his earnings. He never took those things seriously and viewed money like dirt. With one foot, he kicked away the useless Tosa, still gazing warmly at the woman. This trick had worked many times on other women, although he knew it would have little effect on her; however, being shameless was always his trump card, and "a person who doesn't care about face is invincible" was his motto.
"You think you can use your good looks to seduce my aunt, and then just walk away?" The woman said lightly, not even paying attention to him, her gaze drifting to Chen Er Gou walking out of the dog fighting arena from a side door, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
"Are you Zhū Yè Qīng?" Dòu Yǐng rushed to Zhū Yè Qīng's face, his first sentence was neither light nor heavy, and he would not rest until he had shocked people to death.
The bamboo leaf green gently blocked the bald-headed confidant who wanted to come out, made up his mind to wait and see, and with great interest appreciated this little girl with sparkling eyes. The young man who was venting his anger on Tosa also noticed this sudden appearance of a girl.
"Help me sign a name?" Da Dairen, who was used to being casual, asked straightforwardly.
Zhu Ye Qing took the business card with only one title, Xu Bei Chan. She silently memorized the name and wrote down two words: Huang Fu.
Orthodox thin gold body.
"The person is beautiful, and even the words look good." Dou Yi praised, holding the business card, also only she could do such a thing without any tact or courtesy, praising the words of Zhu Ye Qing while occasionally glancing at her stunning beauty and sneaking peeks at the bald man's vibrant tattoo. The young man who was teasing the dog couldn't help but laugh and cry, and he coldly ridiculed: "Little girl, can you withstand this big guy's service?"
Dòu Yǐ took two steps back and stammered: "I have many friends, no fewer than you."
The bald-headed, red-embroidered lotus flower master, who had been wrongly accused and had his reputation ruined once, couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. He also took advantage of the situation to play the role of a villain, speaking in a mysterious and eerie tone: "Jia Wu, don't think that just because I didn't beat your grandfather, I wouldn't dare to deal with you. With your three-legged cat skills, it would be an easy task for me to take you down in just three rounds. I've recently changed my taste."
"This is outrageous." After glancing at Meng Chong, Duan Yao hurriedly ran away with a scowl on his face, muttering to himself.
"Meng Chong, go and call Chen Ergou over, I have something to say to him." Zhu Ye Qing instructed.
Baldy Meng rushed out to attend to something.
"Who is Chen Ergou?" asked Shang Jia Wu curiously.
"It was the local dog that won against your worthless beast." Zhū Yè Qīng turned around and walked towards the outside of the dog fighting arena, coldly saying: "It's also precisely because of your sworn brother Fang Yi Ming and his gang of Northern friends who are as hateful as Chen Fu Sheng. If you can't even handle him, then don't mention becoming the Jiangsu old Buddha, just being a Nanjing wouldn't be enough for you to swallow."
Zhu Ye Qing shook his head and said, "He's just like you, a rogue who rose to power without any backing. You've done your fair share of pyramid schemes, pimping, and other shady dealings. He's also worked as a small restaurant handyman, a bartender, and has even killed people before. Xia He from Pudong was killed by his hands. You've already lost once today, do you want to keep losing until you lose all the face your grandfather had?"
Shang Yan Wu's expression turned cold and unyielding, his voice low and menacing: "I'm the one who wants to be the husband of Huang Fu's aunt, I'd rather die than lose to a cowardly assassin like you." (To find out what happens next, please log in. More chapters are available. Support the author, support the official version!)
