Personal security

Chapter 32: Did I do something bad?

"I...what did I do? Didn't I just go take a shower with Heizi? It was so hot yesterday, and I was sweating. How could it be embarrassing to take a shower? I can only blame myself for running into those guys who want to kill me. Even if I don't go out and lie in the dormitory, those people will definitely come to me." Seeing that Dongfang Wenjing also ignored him with a gloomy face, she must have the same idea as Ye Qiuyu. Who do you think she is?

Besides, what did I do? What does it have to do with you? Is it necessary to go to the hospital to smear me? Zhao Jianhui was so angry that his roar was louder than Ye Qiuyu's.

"You, you bastard!" Ye Qiuyu couldn't help but blush when he heard Zhao Jianhui not admitting that he had done something bad. He went to that place to take a shower? Who are you kidding?

"Manager Dongfang, Manager Ye, you two are here so quickly?" As the words came, a tall man in police uniform came over with two followers. Seeing Dongfang Wenjing and Ye Qiuyu standing at the door of the ward, he smiled and said hello: "Xiao Wu, take his handcuffs, you can leave."

"Ah? ...Yes, Captain." The young policeman was stunned for a long time before he realized what the captain meant. He quickly took out the handcuffs key from his trouser pocket and walked to the bedside to open the handcuffs on Zhao Jianhui's hands.

"Damn, one hand is finally free." Zhao Jianhui moved his wrist and looked at the criminal police captain at the door and asked, "Am I free now?"

"Yes, we have investigated it clearly. You are also a victim in this matter. It is best not to leave Huanghai City recently. If there is any situation, we can find you at any time. Haha, if you find anything, or remember who the other party is, you can also find me at any time." The criminal police captain said, nodded to Dongfang Wenjing and Ye Qiuyu, and said to the two policemen in the room: "Let's go."

"No way? Captain, what he said is true? Has he really been a special police? Or a regimental-level cadre? My goodness, no wonder he is so powerful. One person killed two armed gangsters with bare hands." The young policeman said, and actually looked at Zhao Jianhui with admiration, and waved to him before leaving.

"You go out too..." Seeing the police leave, Ye Qiuyu walked into the ward and said to the little nurse standing in the corner of the room.

"Well, I'll be in the corridor. This bottle will be finished soon. Call me when the liquid inside reaches this position." The nurse looked at Zhao Jianhui with some sympathy, lowered her head and walked out.

"Tell me, did you and that... that dead masseuse do anything bad?" Ye Qiuyu approached the bed, grabbed Zhao Jianhui's ear, and asked in a low voice with a red face.

Big sister, what does this have to do with you? Zhao Jianhui opened his mouth in frustration, glanced at Ye Qiuyu, and said in a deep voice: "She is dead, so please stop talking, okay?"

"No. Seeing you protect her so much, do you have a deep relationship with her in just one night?"

"Shut up." Zhao Jianhui reached out and opened her hand that was pulling his ear, and said angrily: "Do you know that if she hadn't diverted the criminals' target, I might have died in that toilet? In this sense, it is not an exaggeration to say that she saved my life. Besides, who am I, Zhao Jianhui? I am not bragging, even if there is a woman who is ten times more beautiful than her,... I will not do anything wrong."

His words vaguely reflected Dongfang Wenjing. Only Dongfang Wenjing knew clearly that Zhao Jianhui was not moved at all when such a beautiful woman stood in front of him.

It seems that I really misunderstood him. Hearing that Zhao Jianhui had just lost his temper, Dongfang Wenjing couldn't help but lower her head. In fact, Zhao Jianhui's words were directed at her.

"You... you really don't know who the other party is?" Dongfang Wenjing thought of something, looked up at Zhao Jianhui and asked.

"I have told the police everything I should say, and I can't say anything I don't know. Do you know who wants to kill me?" When taking notes in the morning, Zhao Jianhui told the truth in everything else, but when the police asked him if he knew who the other party was, Zhao Jianhui lied.

Although he knew that it was the killer hired by Luo Bingwen, Zhao Jianhui insisted that he didn't know. Now, Dongfang Wenjing also asked herself this question. It seems that she also doubted Luo Bingwen in her heart.

Zhao Jianhui had made up his mind to solve the grudge between him and Luo Bingwen by himself. He even kept it a secret from the police, so how could he tell Dongfang Wenjing?

"Aren't you going back to Guangzhou today? Why didn't you leave?" It was not until this time that Zhao Jianhui remembered that Dongfang Wenjing should have been on the plane at this time. Why did she run to the ward?

"I...something happened to my company's employees, how can I leave with peace of mind?" Dongfang Wenjing glanced at Zhao Jianhui with an uneasy look, but said in a light tone.

Zhao Jianhui's heart couldn't help but warm up, knowing that Dongfang Wenjing stayed for him.

The sunset in midsummer burned the clouds in the sky red, and the Lao Renwan Villa in the eastern suburbs of Huanghai was surrounded by mountains and facing the sea, quietly facing the sea breeze and bathing in the setting sun, like a beautiful oil painting.

The lobby on the first floor was decorated magnificently, with mahogany sofas, mahogany coffee tables, and dark red Persian carpets. Being in it was like being in a sea of ​​red.

Luo Bingwen sat on the sofa, his white fingers tightly holding a jade-like crystal-clear fine porcelain teacup. Because of the strong force, the blue veins on the back of his hand bulged slightly, and the two golden rings on his index and middle fingers trembled constantly.

His eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa opposite: "Boss Yuan, my money has been transferred to your account. It can't be said that it's done at this point?"

"Little brother, isn't it just a mere one million? Our Donghai Gang still lacks your small amount of money?" The middle-aged man sitting opposite Luo Bingwen raised his eyes, glanced at the young man opposite, and reached out to pick up a Brazilian cigar from the coffee table in front of him. The man standing behind him quickly took out a lighter and bent down to light the cigarette for him.

The middle-aged man took a puff of air and said lightly: "Let it go for now. After all, a gun was fired. Don't make things difficult for Director Bai."

How could Luo Bingwen get over the fact that Zhao Jianhui was not dead? Damn it, a little security guard actually dared to hit him and wanted to snatch a woman from him? He simply didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was.

Originally, he wanted to kill him when he left Huanghai to vent his anger, but who knew that he spent one million, and the Donghai Gang sent out ten people with weapons, not only did they not kill the guy, but he killed and injured two people.

What Luo Bingwen could not bear the most was that Dongfang Wenjing had agreed to go back to Shanghai with him this afternoon to hold the engagement ceremony, but before getting on the plane, she ran to the hospital to see the boy. How could he save face?

If I don't kill him, I won't be called Luo Bingwen.

"But..."

Suppressing his anger, Luo Bingwen wanted to say something else, but the middle-aged man opposite him waved his hand: "Little brother, although money is nothing in my eyes, one of my brothers died and another was injured because of your matter. The injured one is still in the hospital and I don't know if he can be saved. Even if one life is saved, he will be in prison for life. Your one million is not enough for me to settle down for my men..."

Yuan Ye, 47 years old, is secretly the boss of the Donghai Gang in Huanghai City. Not only does he smuggle drugs and run casinos, he also controls 60% of the city's service industry. His call girls come from Southeast Asian countries as well as Taiwan, Japan, South Korea and Europe. Most of these women were obtained by deception, and there are all kinds of goods, providing "high-quality" services to people from all countries in Huanghai.

In addition, he also owns several film and television companies, with three or four first-line artists under his banner, and as many second- and third-line male and female stars as the people crossing the river. His public identity is the chairman of Donghai International Entertainment Company.

Yuan Ye clearly distinguished between legitimate business and side business, and there was no connection between the two. He also paid attention to buying officials to protect his voice, and established a solid network of relationships in Huanghai City and even higher levels. This is also the main reason why he has been standing in Huanghai City for 20 years.

Today, even he himself does not know how much money he has, and he really does not care about a mere one million. If it were not for other business dealings with Luo Rongguang of Rongguang International, he would not necessarily take over a small matter like Luo Bingwen, even if he added one million. He was willing to help Luo Bingwen to kill Zhao Jianhui, just for the sake of Luo Bingwen's father.

Who knew that it was a small matter that was thought to be easy to catch, but ten people were sent, not only did they fail to kill the other party, but they also suffered heavy losses. Yuan Ye would not care if two people died, and he lived a life of licking blood on the edge of a knife. Yuan Ye has seen a lot of such things.

But the other party was just a small security guard, a young man in his twenties with no background. His men were holding guns but were killed by them. Yuan Ye couldn't afford to lose face.

"I... I'll pay one million... No, I'll pay two million. I must make that Zhao Jianhui die." When he thought of Dongfang Wenjing still in the hospital, and the two of them sitting in front of the bed must be sweet and affectionate, Luo Bingwen's heart felt like a needle piercing, and the flames of anger had made Luo Bingwen lose his mind.

He had liked Dongfang Wenjing since he was a child. When she went abroad, he followed her. When she came to Huanghai, he followed her to Huanghai. He had always been her flower protector. In Luo Bingwen's heart, Dongfang Wenjing had long been regarded as his own forbidden fruit. Although Dongfang Wenjing had always been cold and had no feelings for him, he just liked her. When he thought of Dongfang Wenjing, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep. No matter how many women he had outside, he always had a playful mentality and never thought of marrying her home as his wife.