Back to 2006

A soup dumpling restaurant near the city TV station.

Yang Xingyu carried the brown paper bag and walked alone to Chu Qingfeng in the corner. Tiger and Shan Jing were waiting in the car outside.

Chu Qingfeng ordered some food alone and was eating with his head down.

On the table are Xiaolong soup dumplings, fried dumplings, soy milk, a bowl of white rice porridge and a plate of pickled beans.

When Yang Xingyu came closer, Chu Qingfeng didn't even notice.

Yang Xingyu smiled and casually placed the brown paper bag containing the money in front of him, "This is for you."

Yang Xingyu said, pulling out the chair opposite Chu Qingfeng and sitting down.

Chu Qingfeng stopped with the chopsticks in his hand and turned to look at the brown paper bag at hand, "What's in this?" he asked.

Yang Xingyu leaned back in his chair relaxedly, looked around, and said casually: "One hundred thousand yuan."

Chu Qingfeng looked at Yang Xingyu.

10 yuan is not a small sum these days.

Many people can't save so much money after working hard all their lives.

"Why did you give me so much money? What do you want me to do for you?"

Chu Qingfeng squinted at Yang Xingyu's face and asked in a deep voice.

Yang Xingyu retracted his gaze from around, looked into Chu Qingfeng's eyes, shook his head slightly, "This is not my money."

Chu Qingfeng frowned, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, "It's not yours? Whose is it?"

Yang Xingyu: "Yi Weiwen's father gave it to me."

Chu Qingfeng's expression changed slightly, "You took his money? No wonder you said on the phone that Yi Weiwen was going to be released. Did you let him go? You don't want to pursue it anymore?"

Yang Xingyu could see the anger in Chu Qingfeng's eyes.

Yang Xingyu still shook his head, "No! If I really wanted to let him go, I wouldn't give you the money, and I wouldn't come to see you again."

Chu Qingfeng stared at Yang Xingyu for a while, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice: "What kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd? Are you kidding me?"

Yang Xingyu sighed softly, looked down at the things on the table, and laughed at himself: "Yi Weiwen's father, Yi Xuefu, you should have heard of it, right? If you haven't heard of it, when Yi Weiwen snatched your girlfriend away, , you shouldn’t be able to swallow your anger, right?”

After speaking, Yang Xingyu looked at Chu Qingfeng again.

Chu Qingfeng's face turned ugly, he gritted his teeth and asked, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Yang Xingyu looked into his eyes with a calm expression, "I just want to say that the reason why you didn't dare to retaliate against Yi Weiwen before was because of Yi Xuefu, and even though I am relatively wealthy now, Yi Xuefu personally came forward and asked me to give him He wants to give his son some face, do you think that with my current strength, I dare not to give him this face?"

Chu Qingfeng frowned, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "What did you just say? You said you didn't dare? You didn't dare to offend Yi Xuefu, so why did you ask me to cooperate against Yi Weiwen before? Are you kidding me? Or do you just want the money?"

At the end of his sentence, he pointed to the brown paper bag on the table.

Yang Xingyu's expression remained calm and he was not angered by Chu Qingfeng's words.

He also looked at the brown paper bag on the table and said with a smile: "My career has just started, and Yi Xuefu has made his fortune for decades. Whether it is wealth or connections, they are not comparable to what I am now, so I don't I don't think it's a shame to dare to fight him openly and openly."

Before Chu Qingfeng could answer, Yang Xingyu added, "However, not having a head-on confrontation does not mean that I have surrendered. What's more, when you are inferior to others, you should avoid a head-on confrontation. What do you think?"

Trying to avoid direct confrontation with opponents is not only his philosophy in boxing, but he also likes to do this in life.

Call him sinister or shameless, he just doesn't want to lose.

What's wrong with not wanting to lose?

Chu Qingfeng: "???"

After looking at Yang Xingyu in surprise for a while, Chu Qingfeng said with strange eyes: "Don't you think you are not aboveboard enough? This is not what a gentleman does, is it?"

Yang Xingyu chuckled, "Being aboveboard? What a gentleman does? Is it possible for people like you and me to win against a rich man like Yi Xuefu, who is aboveboard and uses gentlemanly methods?"

Chu Qingfeng frowned, "Winning is so important to you?"

Yang Xingyu laughed dumbly, "Isn't it important? Do you know what my previous life was like?"

Chu Qingfeng looked at Yang Xingyu with doubtful eyes.

Yang Xingyu said lightly: "I don't want to go back to the old life of being invisible to everyone, so as long as I can win, I will not let myself lose! In my eyes, all means are only good or bad. Since we have to use means, let’s not talk about being aboveboard. How many strategies in the military book are aboveboard?”

"Do you live by the art of war?"

Chu Qingfeng's eyes widened a bit. Yang Xingyu smiled, "What else? In this era, can we still use the art of war to fight?"

Chu Qingfeng was a little confused, "No! I mean, we live a normal life, do we need to use the art of war? Not really, right?"

Yang Xingyu: "So, before you met me, Yi Weiwen stole your girlfriend, so you can only endure it."

Chu Qingfeng's face darkened.

Seeing this, Yang Xingyu smiled and reassured: "You should be glad that we are allies. If nothing else, look at the 100,000 yuan in this paper bag! If we hadn't sent Yi Weiwen to the police station before, his father would have begged us to take it. Will you bet this money?”

Chu Qingfeng: "..."

After being silent for a while, Chu Qingfeng closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were much deeper and he asked in a low voice: "Tell me! What do you want me to do this time?"

Yang Xingyu: "Continue to use your expertise! Now that you have these 100,000 yuan as your fund, you can also try to use the art of war to deal with Yi Weiwen. Believe me! The art of war that can win even wars will definitely help you defeat Yi Weiwen again." Weiwen sends it in!"

Chu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you still want to send him in? And then ask his father to get money to redeem him?"

Yang Xingyu shook his head: "You and I have to hide behind the scenes this time. As long as his father can't find out who committed the crime afterwards, his father won't know who to give the money to. The most important thing is that a son who commits crimes one after another will not be able to find out who committed the crime." The value in Yi Xuefu's eyes will be greatly reduced, especially when Yi Xuefu has other children. If Yi Weiwen is caught again, he will definitely fall out of favor in front of his father, do you believe it?"

Chu Qingfeng frowned and thought for a while, reached out and squeezed the brown paper bag containing the money, nodded slowly, and said: "You are right, I should be lucky to be an ally with someone like you, okay! Since you give me With so much money, I’ll give it a try!”

Yang Xingyu smiled, stood up, straightened his sleeves, and waved, "Then I'll leave first. I'll wait for your good news!"

Chu Qingfeng nodded slightly.

Yang Xingyu turned and left.

Chu Qingfeng watched Yang Xingyu leave. He opened the brown paper bag with a complicated expression and looked at it for a while. Looking at the stacks of hundred-yuan bills in the bag, he chuckled and whispered to himself: "Yi Weiwen, use the ones your dad gave you." Money, if I send you in again, will you feel the love from daddy? Haha."

……

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed.

Yang Xingyu received a message from Geng Xiuyun.

——"Yi Weiwen is back, be careful."

She actually reminded Yang Xingyu to be careful, and Yang Xingyu was really surprised.

Yang Xingyu replied thank you and forwarded the news to Chu Qingfeng.

He believed that Chu Qingfeng would be able to find an opportunity to send Yi Weiwen in again, because a dog could not change its habit of eating shit. A rich second generation like Yi Weiwen might do bad things when he was in a good mood, not to mention the recent series of misfortunes. He was taken to the police station and almost sentenced.

It is conceivable that Yi Weiwen, who was just released, will definitely vent his anger.

Otherwise, the suffocation in his heart will make him unbearable.

And his way of venting as a second-generation rich man is likely to break the law.

For example: prostitution.

For example: conflict with others, bullying others.

and many more.

Of course, it is also possible to find someone else to take revenge on Yang Xingyu.

These are all possible.

It was related to his own safety, which was one of the reasons why Yang Xingyu asked Chu Qingfeng to continue to use his expertise to monitor Yi Weiwen again.

With Chu Qingfeng watching Yi Weiwen, Yang Xingyu could live his life with peace of mind.

That night, Yang Xingyu came to Zhen Xin.

Noticing that Zhen Xin's face was a little pale and her mood seemed a little low, I couldn't help but ask her, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Have you been to the hospital? How about I accompany you to the hospital?"

Zhen Xin sat on the sofa and watched TV. After listening to his words, she shook her head slightly and said lightly: "It's okay, my aunt is here."

Yang Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "I was shocked, I thought you were sick! By the way, does your stomach hurt? Do you want me to boil you some brown sugar water?"

Zhen Xin glanced at him and shook her head slightly.

She knew he didn't understand what her aunt's arrival as scheduled meant.

That meant that her purpose of deliberately making him not take safety measures during the non-safety period failed last time. (End of chapter)