"Zhuang Rui, come in. Let them smash things. We'll settle the score with them later..."
Qin Xuanbing also called out to Zhuang Rui. She knew about Zhuang Rui's maternal grandfather's family background, and as long as he didn't suffer a loss in the short term, he would always be able to get back at them.
"Okay, I'm coming right now."
Zhuang Rui knew that children of this age were the most troublesome, and if he fought with them, he would definitely suffer a loss, so he nodded and walked towards the manager's office.
"Should we give Ouyang Jun a call?"
Zhuang Rui took out his phone as he walked, but then thought better of it and decided to let the police handle it later. After all, they were the ones who started the trouble.
The guests who were watching were frightened and scattered when they saw a group of young people carrying sticks enter. Zhuang Rui, who was surrounded, suddenly came into the sight of the group of young people.
"This young man is going to suffer a loss..."
"Yeah, someone who can bring a female celebrity along can't be simple, can they?"
"Let's get away, so we don't get hit..."
Seeing about ten people rushing towards Zhuang Rui, the onlookers started discussing among themselves, but none of them dispersed. Watching a spectacle is in the Chinese nature; those who come to Qin Ruilin to buy jewelry are usually wealthy or have some status, have seen the world, and aren't afraid of being implicated.
"That's him, that's the guy! Guys, beat him up! If you kill him, it's on me!"
Now that his back and waist were no longer aching, Young Master Fan actually rushed to the front of the group. When he saw Zhuang Rui, his eyes seemed to spit fire. He pointed at Zhuang Rui and howled. Because Zhuang Rui had choked him earlier, his voice sounded like that of a castrated male dog, unpleasant and grating.
"Kid, you're out of luck. You even dared to provoke Young Master Fan..."
Several men rushed forward, ready to attack. They had done this many times before, and although it had caused a lot of trouble, they were backed by their wealthy families. Even if they crippled someone, at most their families would just spend some money to settle the matter out of court.
Besides, as Young Master Fan just said, this is on his end, which means that even if we fight, it's all for nothing. If there's any trouble, we should ask someone surnamed Fan to settle it.
These men were all rich second-generation heirs from Beijing. Because they were still young, they couldn't get involved in their family businesses and spent their days doing nothing. Besides drinking, going to bars, and playing with women, they couldn't find anything exciting to do. Now that someone was going to be their human punching bag, these men were so excited that their eyes turned red, and they were yelling and waving their sticks to hit Zhuang Rui.
Zhuang Rui was still about ten meters away from the manager's office when he felt a pang of regret. He had been too proud to walk fast enough, and now these people had caught up with him. It was too late to run now. Seeing that the person leading the charge was none other than Young Master Fan, whom he had just stepped on, Zhuang Rui, in a fit of rage, stopped running and charged straight at Young Master Fan.
"Damn it, stop it, or I'll strangle him!"
Young Master Fan was blinded by rage. He forgot that he had been terrified by Zhuang Rui just now. Seeing Zhuang Rui rushing towards him, he couldn't help but tremble. Before he could bring down the stick he had raised high, he felt a tightness in his throat as Zhuang Rui grabbed his hand again.
Young Master Fan was truly on the verge of tears. Why did this guy like to choke people so much? The feeling of not being able to breathe was really unpleasant.
"Depend on!"
Those young men didn't seem to take the young master Fan, whom Zhuang Rui was holding, seriously. One of them still raised a stick and brought it down. Zhuang Rui only had time to turn his body slightly before the stick hit him hard on his left shoulder. He cursed in pain and tightened his grip on the young master Fan's neck.
"No...don't do it, I...I'm fucking dying..."
Young Master Fan squeezed out a few words like toothpaste, and then white foam came out. His eyes rolled upwards desperately, full of white, and he looked like he was about to die, which really frightened the group of people.
Although this group of people usually relied on their family's wealth and were used to being domineering, while they often fought over girls, they didn't have the guts to kill anyone. When they saw Zhuang Rui grabbing Young Master Fan's neck with a ferocious expression, looking like he was going to kill him, the group of people couldn't help but feel scared and took a few steps back.
"Brother, let's put the person down first. If someone dies, you'll be shot too."
Among these young people, there were some who understood things, and a voice came from outside the crowd surrounding Zhuang Rui.
"Even if someone dies, you won't get shot, believe it or not?"
Zhuang Rui loosened his grip slightly. He heard the voice of the person who had just spoken sound somewhat familiar, so he turned his head to look over.
"Oh my, this is a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple! Brother Zhuang, Brother Zhuang, what brings you here?"
The man who had spoken earlier had brought a woman with him, so he didn't rush forward to fight. Also, there were many people around, so he hadn't been able to see clearly who was standing in the middle. But when Zhuang Rui turned around, he saw him clearly and couldn't help but cry out in his heart. He quickly pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.
"Yang Bo? Is this your friend?"
Zhuang Rui recognized the person as the famous young master from Beijing whom he had met at the black market. Zhuang Rui still remembered him because the young man had tried to curry favor with him that day.
Chapter 407 Apology
"Brother Yang, who is this person?"
Although these young masters were arrogant, they knew that there were many people in Beijing they couldn't afford to mess with. Even their own parents were just insignificant figures in some people's eyes. So, they only caused trouble when they knew who to mess with, and they mostly fought in bars, places that people with status and influence rarely frequented.
This was also Zhuang Rui's fault for coming out in a hurry today and wearing the clothes he had brought from Pengcheng before. Of course, they weren't any designer brands. When these people saw them, they thought he was nobody important, which is why they dared to come forward and attack him. However, when they heard Yang Bo's way of addressing Zhuang Rui, they were a little worried. Had they kicked a hornet's nest this time?
"Brother Zhuang, please give me some face and let him go for now. I'll have him host a banquet later to apologize to you in public..."
Yang Bo inwardly groaned. He had absolutely no connection with this guy. If he couldn't quell the man's anger today, he might get dragged into this mess. He wanted to slap himself. Why didn't he just spend his time with a woman instead of getting involved in this mess?
At this moment, Yang Bo didn't care about paying attention to anyone else. After saying these words, he looked at Zhuang Rui expectantly. He was not sure what to do. The other party just wouldn't give him face. Yang Bo was helpless. He knew that the title of "Young Master of the Capital" was nothing in the other party's eyes.
"Brother, brother, I was blind! Please let me go, I'll apologize right away, okay?"
Zhuang Rui had already loosened his grip, only holding onto Young Master Fan's collar. Young Master Fan could finally breathe properly. He wasn't stupid; seeing Yang Bo, who usually didn't even give outsiders a second glance, being so obsequious to Zhuang Rui, he knew he'd run into a brick wall. His posture became incredibly humble. "Who is this young man? Why aren't you fighting anymore?"
The person next to him hadn't had enough of the excitement yet.
"They must be someone important, look how that guy admitted defeat..."
"A bunch of cowards! So many of you are afraid of just one person!"
The portly man who was speaking, accompanied by a fashionable young woman, expressed serious dissatisfaction that there was no excitement to watch.
"Zhuang Rui, are you alright?"
Qin Xuanbing had wanted to run over earlier, but Wu Zhuozhi kept holding her back. She had personally witnessed Zhuang Rui being hit hard on the shoulder with a stick, and her heart clenched at the time. Now, her eyes were filled with tears.
"Hiss..."
Zhuang Rui gasped and released Fan Gongzi, whom he was holding with his right hand.
These kids are really ruthless. That blow to his left shoulder is probably going to break the bone. Zhuang Rui hadn't even had time to use his spiritual energy to heal before Qin Xuanbing touched him, and he was in so much pain that he was gasping for breath.
"It's nothing, Xuanbing. Don't worry, it was just a bump..." Zhuang Rui said as he infused his spiritual energy into his skin. As a cool sensation flowed through him, Zhuang Rui was able to raise his hand again.
"Brother Yang, who exactly is that guy?"
While Zhuang Rui and Qin Xuanbing were talking, Young Master Fan sneaked over to Yang Bo's side like a thief, and asked with a bitter face if he could ask a familiar elder to mediate after finding out the other party's background.
You know, offending someone in Beijing can have serious consequences, ranging from minor to major. In the past, several of Mr. Fan's buddies offended people they couldn't afford to mess with because they were blind to the danger, and they're still living abroad. No one dares to speak up for them, and they don't even dare to go back to China.
This young master Fan was originally two or three years older than Yang Bo, but at this moment he didn't care and even called him "brother".
Yang Bo felt relieved and a little smug after Zhuang Rui gave him this face. He glanced at Zhuang Rui and, seeing that he wasn't being noticed, lowered his voice and asked Young Master Fan, "Where did you meet Miss Mu?"
"At a clubhouse in the suburbs of Beijing, huh? Hey, I was with you all that day, why are you asking?"
Young Master Fan was a little confused. These guys were there a few days ago when he was dating this female celebrity.
"Then let me tell you, the clubhouse in the suburbs of Beijing is owned by this man's family!"
Yang Bo's words stunned everyone. They knew the clubhouse in the suburbs of Beijing very well, and their elders had repeatedly told them not to cause trouble there and to go there to make connections.
They all knew that the club was divided into several levels. Of course, they could only hang out in Building 3. In their eyes, the other two mysterious buildings were like heavenly places, which even their fathers were not qualified to enter.
Frankly, business owners aren't afraid of thugs causing trouble. Once their businesses reach a certain scale, these street problems naturally disappear. What they fear most are powerful government officials. Letting these people run businesses is definitely not an option, but ruining a company is a piece of cake, incredibly easy.
Especially in Beijing, the national capital, right under the emperor's nose, any club in the suburbs that can thrive must have connections to the highest levels. Haven't you seen how even the worst building, number three, can attract female celebrities from Taiwan?
At this moment, cold sweat was dripping down Young Master Fan's forehead. He had originally thought of asking someone to mediate, but after thinking it over, he realized that none of his elders had that much influence. If his family found out about the trouble he had caused, he would probably have to go abroad to keep his buddies company.
"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, you must put in a good word for me. I didn't do it on purpose. I'll apologize, pay up, anything is fine."
When Young Master Fan saw Yang Bo, he was like a drowning man grasping at a straw, holding onto Yang Bo's hand tightly and refusing to let go. Although foreign golden cats were nice, his body couldn't take it for long.
Besides, although Young Master Fan has a high level of education, he bought it with money. He doesn't even know who his class teacher was during his three years of university, and his foreign language skills are limited to knowing the 26 letters of the English alphabet. He'll be completely clueless when he goes abroad, which is nothing like the carefree life he had in China.
"I'll talk to Brother Zhuang and see if we can throw a party to get this over with. You'd better behave yourself later."
Seeing Mr. Fan's attitude, Yang Bo felt extremely pleased. This Mr. Fan was usually very arrogant because his family's business was bigger than his own. He had originally had his eye on this female celebrity, but Mr. Fan beat him to it. Now that Mr. Fan was begging him for help, Yang Bo felt a sense of triumph and triumph.
"Brother Yang... I... I just hit him with a stick..."
The one who had been the most courageous just now, remembering that he had hit Zhuang Rui with a stick, was so nervous that he could barely speak. The baseball bat in his hand fell to the marble floor of the store with a "clatter," immediately attracting the attention of Zhuang Rui and the others.
"Bad dish..."
He was too far away to see clearly that Zhuang Rui had been beaten, but when he heard what the man said, Yang Bo's heart skipped a beat. He had only met Zhuang Rui once and didn't know much about Zhuang Rui's character. If the other party wanted to pursue the matter, he wouldn't be able to stop him at all.
With his buddies staring at him expectantly, Yang Bo could only muster his courage, walk up to Zhuang Rui, and say, "Brother Zhuang, these young people are ignorant, please don't take it to heart. How about we take you to the hospital to get checked out first?"
"It's alright, it's nothing..."
Zhuang Rui stretched his shoulders expressionlessly. "Ignorant?" If Yang Bo hadn't recognized him, he would have been in serious trouble today. Zhuang Rui was furious.
"Brother Zhuang, why don't you give us a plan? We'll definitely follow it. What do you think?"
Seeing Zhuang Rui's gloomy face, Yang Bo felt uneasy. After saying the words above, he looked at Zhuang Rui with anticipation.
Zhuang Rui slowly shook his head, pointed at the young master Fan, and said, "You, come here and apologize..."
"I apologize, I apologize, I'm sorry, Uncle was a bad guy, Uncle is sorry, Uncle apologizes to you, what do you want, Uncle will buy it for you..."
Upon hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Young Master Fan disregarded his pride and jogged over to Nannan. He forced out what he considered his most approachable smile, bowing deeply at a ninety-degree angle—it was unclear whether he was bowing to Qin Xuanbing, who was holding Nannan, or to the little girl herself.
Nannan didn't understand any of this. When she saw this villain running up to her, her little mouth twitched and she almost cried again. Zhuang Rui was both amused and exasperated. This person's skin was so thick that he was helpless. These were just a bunch of children who had been spoiled by their parents.
"Alright, you can go now. Don't let me see you again."
"Thank you, thank you, brother,"
Young Master Fan didn't dare mention the banquet anymore; he simply didn't have the face for it. He was now thinking of going to another province to hide for a while, otherwise, if this person saw him in the capital one day, he might hold a grudge about it again.
Zhuang Rui could let this guy go, but he wasn't so nice to the person who hit him with a stick. He pointed at the person with the side-parted hair who was hiding behind and said, "You, come out here. Did you enjoy the beating just now?"
That guy was a tough fellow, and seeing that he couldn't dodge it, he bent down to pick up the stick he had dropped on the ground, walked up to Zhuang Rui and said, "Brother, it was my fault, I was too impulsive. I'll do it myself. If you're happy with this, please let me off this time."
As he spoke, the man squatted down, placed his right hand on the marble floor, and with his left hand holding a baseball bat, slammed it down hard on his right hand.
Ouch!
The excruciating pain in his right hand made him cry out in agony. His fingers were connected to his heart, and he was far less resilient than he had imagined.
Chapter 408 Solution
What's going on here?
Zhuang Rui was dumbfounded. The young man's actions almost made his eyes pop out. He had originally intended to teach this guy a lesson, to make him think before he acted in the future, and then get lost. He never expected that this guy would start by harming himself. Had he been watching too many Hong Kong movies?
"Boss Zhuang... I'm so sorry for what happened earlier. How about this?"