Chapter 77

077

"Mr. Yang is my savior. Just now, I almost got hit by a car, and it was this uncle who pulled me back," Tang Tang answered truthfully.

"What!?"

Seeing the bodyguards all wearing serious expressions, Tang Tang didn't hide the incident that had just occurred. When she described the dangerous parts, the bodyguards broke out in cold sweat. If she had really been hit by the car, they wouldn't be able to continue working, and it would be hard for them to even stay alive!

Xiao Yong, with a strange look, glanced at Yang Chen, stepped forward, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yang, for saving my young lady. I wonder if we could have the honor of inviting Mr. Yang to come with us so that my master can express his gratitude."

The implication was that they suspected Yang Chen of having ulterior motives, perhaps even being in league with the criminal, putting on a show to gain their trust.

How could Yang Chen not understand the meaning? Not to mention that he had no time to mess around with them, even if he did have time, he wouldn't be so foolish as to explain anything. He waved his hand and said, "I know what you're thinking, but this has nothing to do with me. If your master has offended someone, go find that person. I just happened to save this girl. Don't pin it on me."

Xiao Yong frowned, "If Mr. Yang has a clear conscience, he shouldn't be afraid to meet my master."

Yang Chen chuckled, "This has nothing to do with fear. Why should I go to see your master just because he wants to? Why doesn't he come to see me and we can talk it out?"

"Mr. Yang, if you refuse to cooperate, don't blame us for being impolite!" Xiao Yong, seeing that Yang Chen was unwilling to go with them, became even more suspicious of this man.

The other bodyguards, seeing their leader's intention to use force, immediately surrounded Yang Chen, preventing him from leaving. They all looked fierce and hostile.

At this moment, Tang Tang couldn't bear it any longer, "Xiao Yong, what kind of attitude is this! Mr. Yang saved me, why are you making things difficult for him? If he really wanted to harm me, he could have just let the car hit me!"

"The little girl is more perceptive than you all," Yang Chen sighed.

Xiao Yong, however, said solemnly, "Miss, you don't understand. Many people approach their targets in this way to gain greater benefits. Don't make things difficult for us."

Yang Chen burst out laughing, "Have you watched too many gangster movies? I don't have time to deal with you lunatics. If you don't want to regret it, get out of my way."

"Then let's see what Mr. Yang can do," Xiao Yong said, directing his men, "Grab him and take him back!"

"Looking for death..."

Yang Chen was really angry. Initially, he didn't want to make a scene on the street in front of passersby, but these people clearly had thick heads and wouldn't stop until they were dead.

Before the bodyguards could get close, Yang Chen flicked the cigarette butt. With his powerful hand strength, the flying cigarette butt turned into a small steel ball, hitting the forehead of the bodyguard in front of him!

The bodyguard was immediately dazed and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Yang Chen's hands and feet didn't stay idle either. He moved in small motions to avoid making his actions too shocking. Using a few seemingly light karate moves, the power was still astonishing. When his moves met the punches and kicks of the bodyguards, they either broke bones or fell to the ground in pain.

If it weren't for the past six months of self-restraint, Yang Chen wouldn't doubt that he had already killed them all.

Xiao Yong was deeply shaken. He knew the skills of his subordinates well. They could easily handle black belt karate experts one-on-one. How could this man's seemingly ordinary karate moves have such incredible power!?

"You are indeed not an ordinary person..." Xiao Yong, breaking out in cold sweat, shielded the dazed Tang Tang behind him.

Yang Chen looked at him as if he were an idiot and sneered, "Yes, not an ordinary person, I want to harm your young lady. What about it? Can you beat me? You can't even protect yourself, let alone your young lady. Don't joke around."

"Even if I die, I won't let you harm my young lady!" Xiao Yong's muscles were tense as he said to Tang Tang behind him, "Miss, run! This man is very dangerous!"

Tang Tang said anxiously, "Xiao Yong, stop fighting! You can't beat him, Yang Chen won't harm me!"

For the first time, Yang Chen felt the urge to kill someone because of their stupidity. He rolled his eyes and laughed, "I know that when we call others stupid, we should think if we are stupider than them, but I have to admit, some people just deserve to be scolded. You are a fool!"

He gave Xiao Yong, who was tense, the middle finger, shook his head, and walked away. The passersby pointed and whispered, but no one dared to block Yang Chen's path.

Seeing that Yang Chen had no intention of attacking, Xiao Yong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly helped Tang Tang into the Toyota, saying, "Miss, get in quickly. If this man comes back, it will be bad! We need to leave here quickly!"

Tang Tang looked speechless at the sweating Xiao Yong, patted her forehead, and sighed, "Xiao Yong, has no one ever called you stupid before?"

Xiao Yong, taken aback by the unexpected question, nodded and replied, "No, why, Miss?"

"Now they have! Fool!!!" Tang Tang shouted and left without looking back.

Xiao Yong was left staring, looking at the pile of brothers on the ground and the departing Tang Tang, with a blank expression.

On Monday, Yang Chen walked into the office again with a steaming breakfast. Having bought breakfast many times, he had gained some experience, such as which place had more meat, which place had more robust noodles, and even which place had less water in their soy milk.

These small details might seem insignificant to ordinary people, but Yang Chen, who enjoyed a simple life, found it enjoyable, thinking it was similar to selling lamb skewers, where practice makes perfect.

Of course, if he said these thoughts out loud, it would certainly draw the contempt of many.

Zhang Cai, who arrived a bit late, seemed to be in a good mood. She had a slightly curled hairstyle, a rounder and more charming face, and was wearing a blue strapless dress, white fishnet stockings, and a short skirt that accentuated her hourglass figure, even revealing a faint and alluring thigh gap.

She smiled sweetly at Yang Chen, picked up a bag of soup buns, hesitated for a moment, and then took two fried pastries, saying, "Thanks for providing such a rich breakfast every day. I've already gained two kilograms."

Yang Chen, who was munching on a baked pancake, suggested, "The new preserved vegetable baked pancake tastes good. You can try it."

"Keep it for yourself. I don't like baked pancakes."

Zhao Hongyan teased, "Zhang Cai, if you keep increasing your breakfast, your husband might not want you anymore."

"Hmph, if my husband doesn't want me, I'll just find another one. Do you think I can't find a man?" Zhang Cai said with a laugh, glancing at Yang Chen and saying with a flirtatious look, "Right, Brother Yang?"

Yang Chen, almost choked by the "Brother Yang," quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, if he doesn't want you, I will."

"Pervert," Zhao Hongyan laughed and scolded.

At this moment, a thin figure suddenly walked up to Yang Chen and said timidly, "Yang Chen, can I bother you for a moment?"

The person who walked over was Chen Bo, who usually didn't talk much in the office. This boy, who looked like a girl, was also a unique presence in the public relations department.

"What's up, go ahead," Yang Chen said with a smile.

Chen Bo's face suddenly turned a bit red, as if he was very shy, and he stammered, "I have a favor to ask."

"What is it, just say it," Yang Chen said, half-laughing, half-crying.

Chen Bo mustered up his courage and said, "I heard you have a car. I want you to help me pick up my sister from the train station. I'm not familiar with the roads in Zhonghai, and it's my sister's first time here. We're afraid of being cheated if we rent a car, and it's too expensive. I was wondering if you have time."

"Is that all? You didn't need to be so hesitant," Yang Chen said with a smile. "When is it? I'm free all the time."

"It's this Wednesday, the afternoon train. I'm really troubling you!" Chen Bo said with a grateful smile.

"Let me know when it's time," Yang Chen agreed.

The female public relations officers nearby, seeing this scene, all looked surprised, as it was very rare for Chen Bo to ask for help.

After Chen Bo walked back, Yang Chen continued to play a small game, but it was no longer "Pairs," but a game similar to Super Mario, controlling a small character to eat fruits in various scenes.

This scene was seen by several female colleagues, who were once again speechless.

Not long after, Mo Qianyi, wearing a black suit, white shirt, and carrying a light brown Chanel handbag, walked in gracefully. She took a bag of soy milk and a bag of vegetable buns from Yang Chen's desk, said "thank you," and walked into the department head's office.

"Yang Chen, have you noticed that our department head doesn't look good? She looks quite haggard. Is she heartbroken?" Zhao Hongyan suddenly leaned in and said.

Yang Chen glanced at the office thoughtfully and said with a relaxed smile, "How would I know? But her attitude has improved a lot. At least she says 'thank you' for the breakfast." He continued playing the game, ignoring Zhao Hongyan's gossip.

After playing games all morning, he had lunch with the three women. The male colleagues at Yulei International were quite harmonious, as there were plenty of beautiful women around, so there was no competition for food. Yang Chen had gradually become familiar with the company's social circle and could greet many people.

After lunch, he took a nap and then played some more games until it was time to go home.

As summer waned, the temperature had gradually dropped. By evening, the sun was setting, and the golden light spread over the streets and alleys of Zhonghai, making the entire city glow red.

The city's concrete jungle, like the autumn maple forest, was dazzling and eye-catching.

Driving the increasingly familiar BMW on the road, Yang Chen listened to the traffic news, already thinking about what delicious food Aunt Wang had prepared at the Longjing Garden villa.

But soon, Yang Chen realized something was wrong. This was a special sense developed from years of experience. When he glanced at the rearview mirror, he immediately sneered.

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