1191: C1191 The Conspiracy in Dynasty Pub!

C1191 The Conspiracy in Dynasty Pub!

In order to seek justice for Lian Yuncheng, Huang Xiuzhao made a detailed plan.

No one knew what Huang Xiuzhao was going to do, but it was no longer important. What was important was that her plan had failed before it could even be executed.

Because Yeh Liusu did not care about her at all. Instead, she made her speechless.

Yeh Liusu, who thought that she had hit the nail on the head, kindly advised, "Chief Huang, I advise you to be open-minded. Isn't it good to be his lover in peace? Why do you have to be so hasty? If the matter got out of hand, it would not affect him at all. But for us women, if this gets out, our reputation won't be good. "

"Yeh Liusu, what nonsense are you talking about?" Huang Xiuzhao panicked and hurriedly explained, "I have a grudge with Chu Yang, but it is not what you said..."

"Alright, stop talking. Anyway, I understand in my heart. Alright, Section Chief Huang, that's it. Anyway, I have already handed the company over to you. Do what you want to do. Bye. " Yeh Liusu smiled mysteriously again, turned around, and walked out of the hall.

Ah, I know. She treated me like a woman who had been toyed with by Chu Yang. Yeh Liusu had already left for a while and Huang Xiuzhao was still standing there in a daze. She finally understood the meaning of her words and stomped her feet hatefully. She also walked out of the hall.

The policeman who followed Huang Xiuzhao to cause trouble saw that she was stunned for a while. Then, he turned around and left without saying a word. He quickly followed her.

The fat policeman who was good at currying favor with the leader quickly walked a few steps and opened the glass door for Huang Xiuzhao. "Chief Huang, are we still going to investigate this Security Company?"

Huang Xiuzhao, who was in a bad mood, scolded without thinking, "Investigate, investigate what? Let's go!"

After being scolded by Huang Xiuzhao, the fat policeman felt embarrassed and could only take a few steps back. He reached out and beckoned to his companions, "Let's go back to the provincial office..."

Before the fat policeman could finish his sentence, Huang Xiuzhao suddenly stopped in her tracks and scolded with a straight face, "Who told you that I want to go back to the provincial office?"

The fat policeman, who was scolded twice in a row, really did not know what to say. He could only ask submissively, "Then, where are we going?"

Huang Xiuzhao stared at Yeh Liusu, who was driving the car away, and her eyes slightly narrowed. She said coldly, "You go to the new pharmaceutical factory and help me send a letter to Chu Yang. Tell him that I will wait for him at the Dynasty Bar at nine o'clock tonight. If he doesn't come, you will have to bear the consequences! "

...

The Dynasty Bar was a bar that had only been opened for a few months.

The owner of the bar was Lian Yuncheng Lian, who had not been buried yet and was lying in the freezer.

Everyone knew that China had a policy that strictly prohibited leaders and their families from doing business.

However, this policy had always been empty. Nowadays, those projects that earned big money in China, and those occasions where people called themselves lewd, were all managed by those with power. With Lian Juntuan's connections in Ji Nan, Lian Yuncheng managed such a bar. It wasn't a strange thing at all.

The business of the Dynasty Bar wasn't affected by the tragic death of Young Master Lian. Before the sky turned completely dark, the parking lot in front of the bar was filled with all kinds of cars.

Every time a car with a special license plate (government agency) drove into the parking lot, a little brother wearing a white shirt and a black tie would walk over and cover the license plate with a red sticker.

Everyone knew that if one wanted to earn money in this kind of occasion, they would need to make money. Other than those rich people, guests from government agencies... They were the real 'taxpayers' in this industry, so the venue naturally had to think about the influence of these customers.

Although Dynasty Bar appeared to be a bar on the surface, it was a collection of catering, entertainment, and leisure. The fourth to fifth floor was a place that specialized in squandering money for customers. It could be said to be a 'legal' leisure club, and the most lively hall on the first floor. Instead, it was the place with the least people.

On the sixth floor of the Dynasty Bar, in the easternmost room, it was originally Lian Yuncheng's office. However, since two days ago, when he drove the crane to the west, no one had come here.

But tonight, the lights in this room lit up again.

Two days later, Lian Juntuan, who seemed to have aged by more than ten years, sat on the chair that his son had once sat on. Both of his hands caressed his son's photo album, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

Standing at the office door were four men in black suits. Each of them had their hands behind their backs and had serious expressions on their faces.

Lian Juntuan had once 'bowed' to the vice governor of Qilu Province. He must have his own secret power. These four men were him... how should he put it? They were the men of sacrifice that he had personally raised.

The men of sacrifice referred to the brave warriors who dared to die. Most of them were the chivalrous men of the martial arts world. They worked for wealth, honor, and gratitude. They worked for the noble families. They were basically engaged in two kinds of missions - assault and assassination.

The men of sacrifice only listened to the orders of their masters. Apart from their masters, they might not even act recklessly even if they were their masters' closest relatives.

In ancient Huaxia, there were always people like this around the nobles and queens. However, in modern times, the men of sacrifice were replaced by the general name of 'bodyguards'.

"Sigh, Xiaocheng, you should take a good rest over there. Even if father can't kill Chu Yang for you, he will still help you vent your anger." Lian Juntuan slowly put down his son's album and revealed a ferocious smile. He said to himself, "If everything goes smoothly, I will make him pay a price that is even worse than death!"

While Lian Juntuan was muttering to himself, the four men of sacrifice remained silent.

After looking at his son's photo album and sighing for a while, Lian Juntuan wiped his eyes and took out four bank cards from his pocket and placed them on the table. "Xiao Dao, come here. I have something to say to you."

One of the four men of sacrifice nodded slightly and walked to the desk.

Lian Juntuan asked in a low voice, "Is everything ready?"

"It's ready." Xiao Dao nodded. "The digital camera with the clearest pixel, urging. The 'pleas for mercy' and the room were all arranged. As long as that person appears tonight and can drink with her, Our plan will come true."

"Okay." Lian Juntuan nodded and sighed. He asked, "The few of you have been following me for four or five years, right?"

"It has been four years, eleven months, and twenty-three days since you rescued us from the Number One Prison in the Northeast (the famous death row prison in Huaxia)."

"That long?" Lian Juntuan murmured, "I thought I would never use you in my life. Even when I was fired, I did not touch you... Hehe, although my fate was bleak at that time, I still have a son. But now, my son is dead, I am a father... But I can't get justice for my son through normal means... Hehe, this is a lawful society. "

Xiao Dao did not know why his boss (Lian Juntuan) would say that. He did not even know how Lian Yuncheng died.

In fact, Xiao Dao and the others had been hiding somewhere far away from Ji Nan all these years, waiting for Lian Juntuan to call them.

After sighing for a while, the painful expression on Lian Juntuan's face disappeared. Then, it became evil and ferocious. But the words he said... After you guys finish this thing, we will have nothing to do with each other anymore. From now on, you don't owe me anything anymore. "

After hearing the boss say this, Xiao Dao and the others' eyes carried a huge doubt. You, the old man, went through great pains and hardships to get us out. You raised us for so many years just to do such a small thing for you?

Other than being unafraid of death, the biggest characteristic of a suicide soldier was that they had to be loyal and did what the boss said without any hesitation. They could not ask for any reason.

Therefore, Xiao Dao and the others did not ask much and only nodded. "Yes, we understand."

"Among these four cards, each card has one million yuan. Although it's not much money, as long as you can save money and do a proper small business, it's still possible."

Lian Juntuan pushed the four bank cards forward and said lightly, "After you finish this matter, immediately leave Ji Nan... Wherever you go, even if you die, you cannot say what you did tonight. Do you understand? "

"We understand." Xiao Dao picked up the four cards, then took out a high defense mask from his pocket and put it on his face...

...

Generally speaking, when a man was going on a date with a woman, he had to be ten eight minutes ahead of time to show off his superiority as a girl.

However, Chu Yang did not think that way. If Hu Lee and Koo Mingchuang did not support him to meet Huang Second Miss, he would not have bothered to come to the bar.

When Chu Yang came to the Dynasty Bar, it was already half past nine. He was half an hour late compared to the time Huang Xiuzhao had booked.

However, the child still had the arrogance of I'm here to give you face, even though the car he was driving was only a Pusan.

From now on, keeping a low profile was the most important thing for a person to do when they wanted to leave the pugilistic world.

After parking the car casually in the parking lot, Chu Yang, who was dressed in casual clothes, walked into the lobby of the Dynasty Bar while his subordinate ignored him.

Because it was 9: 30 at night, 9: 30 in the summer was for bars, music halls, and other entertainment places. Therefore, when Chu Yang came in, There was no sign of 'dancing in a crowd' in the hall. Instead, there were some famous light music playing in the hall.

According to the fat policeman, after Chu Yang passed through the hall, he directly took the elevator to the third floor.

The third floor of the Dynasty Di Hall was a room that was built like a star hotel. The environment was elegant and the waiters were beautiful.

Just as Chu Yang stepped out of the elevator, the two young girls in qipao standing guard at the door bent down and asked softly, "Sir, hello. May I ask if you have reserved rooms on the third floor?"

There were a total of 32 rooms on the third floor of the Di Hall. The area of each room was not very large, but the price was shockingly high.1

However, when Young Master Lian was renovating the third floor, he had enough confidence. Anyway, his father was about to rise. No matter how ridiculous the price was, those people would still rush over to support him.

Moreover, the people of Z Country had always had a good habit of chasing after high-end spending. The more expensive the place or thing was, the more noble it would be.

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