Chapter 64 Yan Jinhu

Zhang Yun and others were chatting and laughing while eating, let alone mentioning it for now.

But he said that the bodyguard who was thrown over his shoulder by Zhang Yun and fell to the ground struggled to get up after Zhang Yun left.

Looking at Yan Zongda who was obediently kneeling and not daring to get up, Zhang Yun seemed to have shown him something just now, and the bodyguard guessed that Yan Zongda must have been caught by Zhang Yun.

He didn't persuade Yan Zongda to get up. If he dared to get up, he didn't have to do it himself, but keeping him kneeling like this was not an option.

The bodyguard thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, and called Yan Jinhu. He thought that Yan Jinhu might have a way to solve this problem.

"Boss, something happened to the young master!" The bodyguard said anxiously as soon as the call was connected.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Yan Jinhu's rough voice came from the phone, and the voice was not urgent.

Presumably, this was not the first time he had wiped Yan Zongda's ass, so he acted indifferently.

The bodyguard told him what he knew, and finally said: "The guy behind is called Zhang Yun. He seems to be the owner of the car. He is very good at fighting. Ah Tian and I were knocked to the ground by his two moves and lost our fighting power for a short time. .”

"The young master seems to have something in his hands. Now the young master is still kneeling at the door of the hotel and dare not leave. The other party entered the hotel and seemed to have gone to eat."

"Kneeling at the door?" Yan Jinhu frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"I'll go over now, you guys look after Zongtatsu over there." Without waiting for the other party to answer, Yan Jinhu said another word and hung up the phone.

He also didn't let Yan Zongda answer the phone and asked what Zhang Yun had done.

Yan Jinhu knows his son very well, and he can make Yan Zongda kneel there and dare not leave, which shows that the other party has a big handle, so big that he may not be able to save him. If this is the case, it is not suitable to say it on the phone.

And I don’t know if Yan Zongda is inconvenient to answer the phone. If more people know about Yan Zongda’s background, it will be more difficult to deal with. It’s better to talk to people in person.

Yan Jinhu hung up the phone, stood up and walked out quickly, saying without looking back: "Prepare the car!", quite like a boss.

The female secretary behind him quickly followed and took out her mobile phone to contact the driver.

The two entered the elevator. The more they thought about it, the more they felt that the name Zhang Yun was very familiar, but they couldn't remember who it was. They couldn't help but ask the female secretary: "The name Zhang Yun is very familiar to me, but I can't remember who it is. Do you know?" ?”

The female secretary has been with him for several years. If he contacts this person, the female secretary may know.

The female secretary thought for a while, and then she had a flash of inspiration, and said with longing in her eyes: "Chairman, my old... well, the richest man born in the 90s who was mentioned on Weibo a few days ago is called Zhang Yun. A company with a market value of 500 billion, and 1.33% of Penguin shares, has a net worth of nearly 700 billion, and a mysterious background."

After a while, the female secretary seemed to have thought of something again. Her eyes lit up and she said, "By the way, when he entered the Penguin board of directors more than ten days ago, you also said that you wanted to find an opportunity to get to know him."

After hearing this, Yan Jinhu also remembered who Zhang Yun was, and his face became a little gloomy.

He didn't expect Zhang Yun to be so young, not only a director of Penguin, but also a company worth tens of billions, and this kind of young rich man with a net worth of tens of billions who came out of nowhere can be imagined.

Such a person might not give him face, and he couldn't help but secretly feel that it was troublesome.

Yan Jinhu stopped talking, went downstairs, got into a Rolls-Royce Phantom, and galloped towards Baixian Building, followed by two Mercedes-Benz Big Gs.

The journey was not far, and even though the roads in the capital were very congested, it only took more than half an hour to get there. Yan Jinhu, who had no clue about the journey, got out of the car with a gloomy face.

Yan Zongda's two bodyguards came up to him with pale faces.

Although they were all injured, they didn't dare to leave here and went to the hospital for treatment. Yan Zongda was still kneeling there.

Yan Jinhu ignored them, and walked straight to Yan Zongda who was kneeling over there with five bodyguards and secretaries.

He glanced at the crowd of spectators and waved to the bodyguard and secretary to disperse them.

There were no big-headed people in the crowd. These people knew at a glance that they could not afford to mess with them. No one wanted to ask for trouble, so they all dispersed, but they didn't leave too far away, and they were still watching within sight.

Zhang Yun's two bodyguards, Chen Jun and Zhang Xu, saw that Yan Jinhu brought a group of people over and sent a message to Zhang Yun, so they stared closely at this side, secretly on guard.

Yan Jinhu walked up to Yan Zongda and stared at him coldly without saying a word.

Yan Zongda broke out in cold sweat when he saw him, his body trembled slightly, and he called out in a low voice: "Dad." He didn't dare to speak anymore.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Zongda glanced at the empty surroundings. Without asking Yan Zongda to stand up, he knelt down and said coldly: "Let's talk!"

Yan Zongda trembled and murmured for a while before whispering: "I was caught by a surveillance camera when I was buying flour, and he got the surveillance video."

He didn't say much about the cause of the incident. He just heard the bodyguard call his dad, and his dad already knew about it.

After hearing this, Yan Jinhu's face turned pale, and his eyes went dark. He used to make his fortune by selling flour, but now his son is buying flour. Is this retribution?

Forcibly suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Yan Jinhu grabbed Yan Zongda by the collar, pulled him closer, and growled: "I have told you to play with anything, don't touch this thing, you just have to Touch, right? Ah!? How long have you been smoking?"

Yan Zongda eagerly explained in a low voice: "I didn't! I didn't smoke. I recently had a girlfriend and she liked it, so...so I bought some to coax her."

Yan Jinhu stared into his eyes and saw that he was not lying. His face suddenly became even uglier. Did he take the blame for someone else?
Yan Jinhu took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and said, "It's just a surveillance video. What are you afraid of? Who stipulates that white powder is flour?"

Yan Zongda said with a sad face: "The things are still in the car, he knows, and... to save trouble, I bought 100 grams."

"You're such a slut!" Yan Jin instantly stood up and kicked him to the ground in a huff, with veins twitching on his forehead.

He has sold this thing before, but he has studied the law in this area. Illegal possession of more than 50 grams is a prison sentence for more than 7 years. This shit is still 100 grams!
He walked back and forth for a few steps, glanced at the five bodyguards he had brought with him and the two half-disabled Yan Zongda, and then at Chen Jun and Zhang Xu on the other side, with a fierce look in his eyes.

This matter is too serious, and he feels that he can't count on negotiating with Zhang Yun. If the negotiation fails, there will be no room for recovery. It is better to take advantage of Zhang Yun, who is very capable of fighting, and rely on a large number of people to directly grab it and deal with it immediately. Lose.

Anyway, the Ferrari 488 is a convertible, and you can get in without a key, as long as you hold down the two bodyguards who are in the way.

Yan Jinhu gathered the bodyguards together, gave some instructions in a low voice, and the bodyguards quickly rushed towards Chen Jun and Zhang Xu.

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