But at times , to openly defy him?
Liu Zhizhong wasn't that stupid!
With a helpless shake of his head and a bitter smile, he said, "Mr. Qin, you've misunderstood, truly misunderstood."
Qin Bo snorted coldly and said, "With things as they stand, I don't want to say more. Just be careful. After all, heh, you've got a good image and charm, and you're Mr. L, with lots of female fans. So many women want to sleep with you! If you make me unhappy, I won't mind making it so you can't be Mr. L anymore, or hold an official position..."
"Yes, during the time earlier, I already had someone check you out, heh... You're still the darling of Yangzhou's officialdom, looking to have a bright future. But to me, that's completely useless."
"If you piss me off, I'll throw you into the Tiandu Club to serve as a gigolo. Rich ladies would certainly love someone like you, heh... They play hard, with wax-dripping, steel wool balls, menthol oil with dish brushes, alcohol with salt on shoes, hahaha..."
In the midst of Qin Bo's sinister laughter, he hit Liu Zhizhong with his briefcase a couple more times, then added, "Hmm, your car here's not bad, heh..."
Then, pointing at the Big Lao, he strutted off.
Liu Zhizhong stood rooted to the spot, seething with anger, watching as Qin Bo got into a stretched Bentley not far away.
The car bore a Tiandu license plate.
Liu Zhizhong made a mental note of the plate number—he had an eidetic memory!
Once that kingly bastard's car had left, Liu Zhizhong scoffed and got into the Big Lao, roaring off.
Son of a bitch, act all high and mighty today, but tomorrow it'll be my turn, hmph...
Just out of the parking lot, Xiang Wenxin's call came through.
Liu Zhizhong thought she had finished and was waiting for him, probably getting a bit impatient?
Immediately upon answering, Liu Zhizhong said with a smile, "Little Aunt Xin, don't worry, I'm on my way now!"
"I'm not in too much of a hurry, are you? Have you finished your sweet time with Feng Xiaoyue?"
Liu Zhizhong was speechless and said, "My dear Little Aunt Xin, can you not joke about that? Today, someone else made that joke too, sigh..."
"Oh, who was it? Never mind, let's put that aside for now. You're innocent; I still trust your character. You head home now; I'm almost at your place."
"Ah? You took a taxi home by yourself?"
"Of course! If I didn't take a taxi, would I have been taken to the police station?"
"What?" Liu Zhizhong was stunned. "Little Aunt Xin, don't tell me you've caused trouble over there as well?"
"Why did you use the word 'also' you numbskull? You make it sound like I cause trouble everywhere! This time, someone gave me trouble at the hospital, so I knocked him out and probably hurt his balls too! Of course, I won't let it go! Get yourself home quickly! I've just gotten out of the car, I'm near the Northern Gate of the villa complex!"
"Oh, alright, alright, wait for me, I'll be back soon!"
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Xiang family's Second Miss had a conflict with someone in the hospital? She hit hard, injuring a man's balls?
As he drove home, he pondered for a bit, then called Qian Xuan.
Qian Xuan answered in a second: "Bro, what's going on? I'm playing Go with your sister-in-law Shu Xiu!"
Liu Zhizhong wasn't surprised, Brother Xuan was talented in arts and games.
He simply said, "Brother Xuan, your rival's sister got bullied at Yalan Hospital. Looks like she can hold her own; she injured a man's balls. What do you think we should do?"
"What? Xiang Wenxin's issue?" If Qian Xuan still had his legs, he definitely would have jumped up, and his voice got louder, "Damn it, who in Hu Yang Province dares to provoke the Xiang family's Second Miss? Alright, hang up the phone, I'll get the details from the hospital, and then deal with it directly. Don't worry about it."
After speaking, Qian Xuan hung up first.
Liu Zhizhong let out a sigh of relief. Heh, that'll do!