Chen Rou couldn't stand the stench anymore. After the interrogation was over, she turned around and left, went upstairs, and rushed into the toilet to vomit.

It was time to let Guo Fuzheng go, but Song Yuanchao put his arm around Guo's shoulder and escorted him upstairs, still wanting to threaten the young man a bit: "When you go back and see your parents, you know what to say and what not to say, right?"

Guo Fuzheng was quite frank, shaking his head: "I don't know."

Song Yuanchao only knows how to intimidate, and he wants to continue to scare him to achieve his goal.

The Taiwanese guy stepped forward, pointed his finger at his nose, and said, "You like that Miss Bao Yuyan, don't you?"

Guo Fuzheng was terrified and confessed: "No, actually I prefer Nie Han."

Song Yuanchao was furious and immediately grabbed Guo Fuzheng, saying, "You? You think you're worthy of liking my young lady?"

Guo Fuzheng was so frightened that he burst into tears on the spot: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Not only is he ugly and sleazy, but he is also wicked and actually likes Nie Han.

Song Yuanchao instinctively felt that his affection for Nie Han was an insult, but he couldn't really hit this little brat. He was furious, his face contorted with rage. The Taiwanese boy, however, understood the boy's mentality better and said, "If you dare to talk nonsense, I'll tell all the girls you know, including your female classmates, that you ate my stinky socks. Kid, you'll lose everything from now on..."

Pointing at his nose with his finger, the Taiwanese boy said, enunciating each word clearly: "A chance to kiss a girl."

Song Yuanchao frowned, wondering if this thing could be used as a reason to intimidate people.

The truth is, Guo Fuzheng was indeed terrified, his legs went weak and he knelt down: "Please, brother, please don't."

If the girls in Hong Kong found out that he had eaten the smelly socks of a Taiwanese girl, he would probably never be able to give away his first kiss in his life. Such a vicious threat terrified Guo Fuzheng.

Song Yuanchao and the Taiwanese boy shoved someone, yelling, "Get lost!"

...

Upstairs, all the guests had left by now, and only the Nie family remained.

Nie Jiajun was the first to come out. Of course, when it came to Yu Zhengrong, the villain who killed his father, he immediately told Nie Rong and Liang Lisheng everything.

Looking back, the young man was quite frightened, saying, "Luckily, our relationship with Bao Yugang was just so-so, and my wife is good at riding motorcycles, so we didn't become his apprentices. Otherwise, we might have been inviting trouble."

Nie Rong remained silent for a long time after listening, but Liang Lisheng said, "As expected of Yu Heng, this method is truly ruthless."

Children from poor families might play basketball or soccer at free courts, while children from wealthy families might enjoy golf, horse racing, racing cars, and motorcycles. If a motorcycle instructor were to be led into the house by the Nie Jiajun brothers, who would have thought that he was there to kill people, and that the people he was going to kill were Nie Zhao and his wife?

Nie Rong took a deep breath and looked at his eldest grandson: "It's good that you have this awareness, but you still need to be careful in making friends in the future."

But after waving Nie Jiajun away, he looked at Liang Lisheng and said, "We're going to the mainland. Is there any problem with security?"

Once people get old, they often suffer from three common ailments: greed for money, fear of death, and lack of sleep.

Nie Rong is currently suffering from insomnia night after night because his love for playing with dogs has completely disrupted Zhui Feng's biological clock. At the same time, he is also extremely afraid of death, especially since he is about to go to the mainland and is particularly worried about the security situation.

Liang Lisheng slapped his thigh and made an eight gesture: "Brother, the mainland has been cracking down on crime for eight whole years."

Nie Rong frowned again: "What do you mean?"

Liang Lisheng said, "Let's put it this way: any man who whistles at a girl on the street will be locked up."

Nie Rong scoffed, saying, "Nonsense, I don't believe it."

Although he didn't believe it, it was the early 1990s, and there had indeed been eight years of crackdowns since 1983. The current public security in mainland China is not the best, but it can't compare to Hong Kong.

Moreover, Nie Rong is a long-established Hong Kong tycoon. If he goes to the mainland, all the media in Asia will want to interview and report on him. For Shenzhen, this will be an excellent opportunity to increase its visibility. Who would dare to mess with him?

Seeing that his elder brother didn't believe him, Liang Lisheng slapped his thigh again: "You'll see when the time comes. I guarantee that once you go there, you'll be just like me, wanting to buy a house and settle down there. You won't want to go back to Hong Kong."

Nie Rong smiled and sighed, "You really are..." as if you have some serious illness.

Liang Lisheng, in a moment of madness, blurted out, "Brother, in this respect, you are far inferior to Chairman Han. Just think about her; she dared to do business with mainlanders thirty or forty years ago."

Nie Rong was suddenly stunned, because this was the first time in his life that his good brother Liang Lisheng had said in front of him that Chairman Han was better than him. Although that consensus had always been in their hearts, it was hard for Nie Rong to accept that it had been said out loud. He was a little angry, but he didn't dare to lose his temper.

The reason Liang Lisheng is still willing to keep him company is entirely because he values ​​relationships and loyalty.

But if he doesn't lose his temper, does he really have to admit to his dead wife, even in front of his best friend?

Just as he was feeling both shocked and saddened, Liang Lisheng's phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it, then immediately said, "Brother, I don't have time, it's extremely urgent, let's talk another day."

He rushed out of the house and saw a servant standing not far away. He waved and said, "Go and move some tables and chairs."

Then he called out to another person: "Hurry up and prepare tea and snacks."

He then ran at top speed, sparks flying everywhere, until he reached the front gate and rushed towards Chen Rou: "Third Aunt."

Nie Rong was just a tiger fallen into the plains; even dogs could bully him.

But Chen Rou has two old guys with her, whose bones are harder than diamonds and whose tempers are more explosive than gunpowder.

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