Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

"This time I can make money and make Yan Jiecheng suffer a big loss. Banggeng feels that he is very smart.

Bang Geng led Han Xifang and his group to the gate of the courtyard and stopped. He stood there with a cunning look in his eyes.

Han Xifang watched Banggeng's actions, and a surge of anger surged in his heart. He felt that Banggeng was trying to trick him, and immediately shouted angrily: "You kid, are you trying to cheat me? Hurry up and give me back the money." Han Xifang's face was terribly gloomy, and the gangsters behind him were also rubbing their hands, ready to teach Banggeng a lesson.

Banggeng was not afraid at all. He said calmly: "I didn't lie to you. I am a resident of the Siheyuan. If I bring you directly to the doorstep of the Yan family, I will be scolded in the future. I can't do this." Banggeng's tone was firm. He knew that he had to protect his reputation in the Siheyuan.

Han Xifang frowned, thinking about Banggeng's words. Although he was angry, he also understood Banggeng's concerns. "So what do you want?" Han Xifang asked.

Banggeng pointed in a direction inside the courtyard and said, "I'll tell you the address of the Yan family, and you can go there by yourselves. This way, no one else will know that I brought you here, and you will be able to find Yan Jiecheng." Banggeng's eyes were full of confidence, and he felt that his method was the best.

Han Xifang hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded. He knew there was no better way now, so he could only trust Banggeng. "Okay, tell me the address. If we can't find Yan Jiecheng, you just wait and see." Han Xifang threatened.

Bang Geng fearlessly said the address of the Yan family, then turned and left. He knew that he had completed his mission and now had to leave here quickly to avoid being implicated.

Han Fangfang and his gang of thugs came to the door of Yan's house in a menacing manner. His eyes were wide open and he shouted, "Yan Jiecheng, get out here! Don't be a coward." His voice echoed in the narrow alley, full of anger and threats.

Yan Jiecheng was hiding in the house. When he heard Han Xifang's shout, he was shocked. He couldn't believe that they had really found his home. He was filled with fear and anxiety. He huddled tightly in the corner, his body trembling slightly, hoping that Han Xifang and the others were just bluffing and would leave soon.

However, Han Xifang was not someone who gave up so easily. When he saw Yan Jiecheng not coming out, he became even more furious. He cursed for a while, and all kinds of unpleasant words kept coming out. "Yan Jiecheng, you bastard, you took the money but didn't do anything, and you hid yourself. Do you think you can hide forever? If you don't solve the problem today, I won't forgive you." Han Xifang's voice became louder and louder, as if it was going to shake the whole house down.

Seeing Yan Jiecheng still didn't move, Han Fang lost his patience. He stamped his feet fiercely and said to the gangsters behind him, "Kick the door open for me." The gangsters immediately stepped forward, and one of them kicked the door hard. The door, which was not very strong to begin with, broke instantly under the violent impact, making a loud noise.

Han Xifang rushed in without hesitation, his eyes full of anger and determination. The gangsters followed closely behind him, rubbing their hands, ready to teach Yan Jiecheng a lesson.

Yan Jiecheng saw the door was kicked open and Han Fangfang and the others rushed in, and his face turned pale with fear. He knew that he could not escape this time, and his heart was filled with despair. He stood up trembling and looked at Han Fangfang, not knowing what to do.

Han Fangfang's face was filled with rage, and he grabbed Yan Jiecheng's collar tightly, with such force that he seemed to tear Yan Jiecheng's collar apart. He effortlessly dragged Yan Jiecheng into the courtyard like a helpless dog.

Yan Jiecheng's face was filled with fear, his body was dragged on the ground, and he had no power to resist. His eyes were filled with despair and fear, as if he knew he was about to face a huge disaster.

Han Fangfang threw Yan Jiecheng heavily in the middle of the compound, looked down at him, and asked angrily: "Yan Jiecheng, why didn't you give the bus ticket to him? Why are you still hiding from me? Do you think you can get away?" Han Fangfang's voice echoed in the compound like thunder, full of oppression.

Yan Jiecheng trembled and stammered, "I... I really can't get a bus ticket. I'm not hiding from you on purpose, I just really don't know what to do." Yan Jiecheng's voice was tearful. He tried to defend himself, but seemed so pale and powerless in front of Han Xifang's anger.

Han Xifang didn't listen to Yan Jiecheng's explanation at all. He stepped forward and kicked Yan Jiecheng. "You took my money, so you have to do the job. Now that you can't produce the bus ticket, don't even think about getting away with it." Han Xifang's eyes flashed with a fierce light, as if he wanted to eat Yan Jiecheng alive.

The furious Han Xifang was like an enraged beast, his fists raining down on Yan Jiecheng. Yan Jiecheng curled up in pain, trying to avoid Han Xifang's attack, but to no avail.

While beating Yan Jiecheng, Han Fangfang kept cursing: "You bastard, you took my money but didn't do anything, and you even dared to hide from me. Today I will let you know the consequences of deceiving me." His eyes were full of anger and hatred, as if he wanted to put Yan Jiecheng to death.

Yan Jiecheng was frightened at this time. His face was full of horror and he asked for help from the residents around him in a trembling voice: "Help! Help me!" His eyes were full of despair and expectation, hoping that someone could lend a helping hand at this time.

However, when the residents saw those vicious little hooligans, they were filled with fear and no one dared to approach them. They just watched from a distance, with helpless and worried expressions on their faces. Everyone knew that Han Xifang was not easy to mess with, and once they messed with him, they might get into endless trouble.

Just when Yan Jiecheng felt desperate, the third uncle and aunt came back. As soon as they entered the yard, they saw their son being beaten, and they were immediately heartbroken. The third uncle and aunt rushed forward, stood in front of Yan Jiecheng, and stopped Han Xifang.

The third uncle's face turned pale and he said in a trembling voice, "Stop hitting me. Let's talk it over if you have anything to say." His eyes were full of pleading, hoping that Han Xifang would let Yan Jiecheng go.

The third aunt was in tears and hugged Yan Jiecheng tightly, saying, "How can you be so cruel? If anything happens to my son, I will fight you to the death." Her voice was full of anger and despair, and she was heartbroken about what happened to her son.

Han Xifang looked at the third uncle and aunt with a sneer on his face. "Humph, he took my money but didn't do anything and even hid from me. Today I'm going to teach him a lesson." Han Xifang's tone was full of anger and determination, and he didn't intend to give up.

Although the third uncle was an old teacher and usually well-mannered, he could not bear to watch his son Yan Jiecheng being beaten. He gritted his teeth, a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes, and rushed forward to stop Han Xifang.

Han Xifang was in a rage, and when he saw the third uncle rushing over, he kicked the third uncle without hesitation. The third uncle was already old and weak, and he could not withstand the kick, and was kicked to the ground in an instant. He groaned in pain, with a painful expression on his face. The third uncle fell to the ground, his heart full of helplessness and despair. He knew that he could not stop Han Xifang, but he could not just watch his son being bullied. He turned his head with difficulty, looked at the third aunt, and said in a weak voice: "Go find Xu Damao, Xu Damao is the second uncle in the compound, and he is also the leader of the workshop. He is a respectable person. He may be able to solve this matter."

Auntie's face was full of tears. She looked at the injured Uncle and the beaten Yan Jiecheng, and her heart was filled with pain and helplessness. But after hearing Uncle's words, she seemed to see a glimmer of hope. She quickly stood up and turned around and ran to Xu Damao's house.

Xu Damao was patiently coaxing his child at home with a gentle smile on his face. Suddenly, the third aunt ran in in a panic, her face full of anxiety, and she told the story breathlessly.

"Xu Damao, go and save him! Yan Jiecheng is about to be beaten to death by those gangsters." The third aunt shouted anxiously, her eyes full of expectation and pleading.

However, when Xu Damao heard that it was Yan Jiecheng's business, he immediately showed disgust on his face. He had always disliked Yan Jiecheng and thought that he was selfish and hopeless. In addition, he was also afraid of those gangsters, so he couldn't help but back out.

"I won't go. I hate Yan Jiecheng, and those gangsters are not easy to deal with. You go and report to the police station." Xu Damao decisively rejected the third aunt's request. He didn't want to get into trouble because of Yan Jiecheng.

When the third aunt heard that Xu Damao was unwilling to go, she became even more anxious. "No, the gate of the courtyard is blocked by those people, I can't get out." The third aunt said helplessly, her eyes full of despair.

At this moment, Qin Jingru reminded Xu Damao: "Da Mao, this matter concerns the reputation of Siheyuan. If you don't go to help and something happens, Wang Weidong will find out and he will definitely deal with you." There was a hint of worry in Qin Jingru's tone. She knew that although Xu Damao was usually arrogant and domineering, he was still afraid of Wang Weidong.

Xu Damao's heart tightened when he heard Qin Jingru's words. He thought of Wang Weidong's majesty and methods, and a sense of fear surged in his heart. He knew that if he did nothing about this matter and Wang Weidong knew about it, he would definitely suffer a bad outcome.

Xu Damao hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to follow the third aunt to the gate of Yan's house. As he walked, he was thinking about how to deal with this situation. He knew that he could not directly conflict with Han Xifang and others, and he had to think of a clever way to solve the problem.

When they arrived at the gate of Yan's house, they saw Han Xifang and the gangsters surrounding Yan Jiecheng and the third uncle. Xu Damao took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to step forward.

"Han Xifang, if you have something to say, just talk it over nicely. Don't hit anyone." Although Xu Damao's voice was not loud, it carried a kind of majesty.

Han Xifang showed a trace of disdain when he saw Xu Damao. "Who do you think you are? How dare you come to meddle in my business?" Han Xifang's tone was full of provocation.

Xu Damao was not angered by Han Fangfang's words. He said calmly: "I am the second uncle of the courtyard and also the leader of the workshop. I am responsible for the things here. If you have any problems, you can tell me and we will find a solution together." Xu Damao's eyes were firm. He knew that he had to stand up now to maintain the order of the courtyard.

Han Fang looked at Xu Damao, feeling a little hesitant. He knew Xu Damao's identity, and if he really clashed with him, it might bring him trouble. But he was unwilling to let Yan Jiecheng go.

"Okay, since you are the leader, then you give me an explanation. Yan Jiecheng took my money but didn't give me the bus ticket and he even avoided me. How are you going to solve this problem?" There was a hint of questioning in Han Fangfang's tone.

Xu Damao frowned and thought for a moment. He knew that this matter was indeed difficult to resolve, but he had to find a way to stabilize Han Xifang and not let the situation get worse.

"Han Xifang, don't get excited. I will investigate this matter thoroughly. If Yan Jiecheng really took your money, I will make him return it to you. But you can't hit people here. This is illegal." Xu Damao's tone was serious. He hoped that Han Xifang could calm down and solve the problem through legal means.

Han Xifang almost laughed out loud after hearing what Xu Damao said. He had a mocking expression on his face and his eyes were full of disdain. "Humph, do you think you can get rid of me with a few bland words? I lost a thousand dollars." Han Xifang's voice was cold and full of strong dissatisfaction.

He warned Xu Damao: "Either give me the money or get out. Don't waste my time here." Han Xifang's tone was firm and unquestionable.

Xu Damao was also annoyed. He had come to take care of this matter out of helplessness, but he didn't expect Han Xifang to be so disrespectful to him. Xu Damao's face became ugly, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of danger.

"Don't go too far. I'm already helping you solve the problem. What else do you want?" Xu Damao raised his voice a few degrees with anger.

Han Xifang was not afraid at all. He sneered: "Solve the problem? You call this solving a problem? I tell you, if you don't give me the money today, no one will have an easy life." Han Xifang's eyes flashed with a fierce light, as if he would take action at any time.

Xu Damao gritted his teeth, feeling very angry. He knew Han Xifang was not easy to deal with, but he couldn't let him threaten him like this. "Don't push me too far. I will find a way to make Yan Jiecheng pay back the money, but you have to give me some time." Xu Damao tried to suppress his anger and tried to reason with Han Xifang.

Han Xifang refused to buy it. He shook his head and said, "I don't have time to wait. Either give me the money now, or I will continue to make trouble for Yan Jiecheng." Han Xifang's attitude was firm, and there was no room for negotiation.

The atmosphere in the yard became tense, Xu Damao and Han Xifang were confronting each other, neither of them was willing to give in. Yan Jiecheng and the third uncle were trembling on the side, they knew they were in big trouble, but they didn't know how to solve it.

Xu Damao was also having a headache at this moment. He felt that he should not have shown up. Now, he had fallen into a trap! (End of this chapter)