Zhou Hengbei was too tired to wave his hands, and Yang Zhijie was in so much pain that he couldn't even cry out.

There was a brief pause for both of them.

Suddenly, they discovered at the same time that Lin Xuan was sitting opposite them watching the show.

Yang Zhijie naturally didn't dare to say anything.

But Zhou Hengbei frowned again.

So embarrassing!

This is such a disgrace to our ancestors!

I thought that after a while, this matter would pass quietly.

No one expected that the evidence was in Lin Xuan's hands!

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Hengbei spoke with a sad face.

"Lin Xuan, give me the video of him. You set the conditions, and I'll agree to anything I can do."

Zhou Hengbei swore that he had never said the wrong thing to others in this way.

Including my parents, I have never been so servile in front of them.

But in front of Lin Xuan, he was so cowardly!

Zhou Hengbei wanted to slap himself twice.

But when you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

What if Lin Xuan gets unhappy one day and posts the video online? Wouldn’t I be doomed?

"I haven't thought about it yet."

Lin Xuan told the truth.

Zhou Hengbei collapsed all of a sudden.

"No, think about it quickly. This matter is beneficial to you."

Seeing that Lin Xuan was unmoved, Zhou Hengbei had to take another step back.

"How about this? You take three days to think about what you want, or even a week."

"As long as you promise to give me the things, I will satisfy your request."

"I keep my word!"

Zhou Hengbei looked anxious.

Lin Xuan, however, was extremely calm.

At the moment, this seems like a good idea.

A week is enough time to consider your biggest needs.

"Okay, a week then."

"Okay, okay, we agreed on one week!"

Zhou Hengbei was overjoyed.

Although he didn't know what kind of request Lin Xuan would make a week later, Zhou Hengbei felt unprecedented joy at the thought that the video would be taken back.

Seeing Lin Xuan leave, Zhou Hengbei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Zhou, is this matter settled?"

Yang Zhijie stuck his head out and asked cautiously.

Zhou Hengbei turned around and said coldly, "How dare you ask? It's because of you that I feel so frustrated!"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I won't dare to do it again."

Yang Zhijie endured the pain and admitted his mistake with a grimace.

The expression on Zhou Hengbei's face finally eased a little.

Looking at his slightly swollen hands, Zhou Hengbei frowned again.

After waving his arm, Yang Zhijie immediately handed him a wet wipe.

"Mr. Zhou, wipe your hands."

"You still have some sense, otherwise, I would beat you to death today!"

"Yes, it's all my fault for not being able to open my eyes. Don't take it to heart, Mr. Zhou!"

Yang Zhijie rubbed his nose and looked around, afraid that others would see him looking so humble.

"Let's go to the commercial street. I heard there's a new restaurant there, and the food is pretty good."

When he heard that there was food, Yang Zhijie immediately became happy and raised his eyebrows.

"Young Master Zhou, you mean Juheyuan? The food there is delicious. I even got a membership card and topped up 299 yuan, which gives me free breakfast for a month."

"We can go there and try it today."

"If Mr. Zhou likes the food there, I will give him this membership card."

Yang Zhijie looked flattering.

"You want to please me? I don't need your money!"

As Zhou Hengbei spoke, he took out a wad of money from his pocket.

They were all hundred-yuan bills, about twenty in total.

"Give me the card, and I'll give you the money. Consider it yours!"

Yang Zhijie was shocked.

Looking at Zhou Hengbei in disbelief.

Happiness comes too suddenly, doesn’t it?

I bought this card for 299 yuan, but I can sell it for nearly 2,000 yuan?

What is the probability of this?

If I had known about this good thing earlier, I would have made a few more for myself. Wouldn’t that make me rich?

Yang Zhijie's head was buzzing and he felt a little dazed.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and leave!"

Zhou Hengbei's voice came again.

Yang Zhijie immediately nodded and bowed.

He took the money with one hand and took out a membership card from his pocket with the other hand.

The membership card is very exquisitely made, with the words "Juheyuan" clearly printed on it.

Zhou Hengbei took the card in his hand and played with it for a while.

"Juheyuan, that's a good name. Let's contact Lei Zhanpeng and book a private room from him!"

"Okay, whatever Master Zhou says is what it is!"

Yang Zhijie was overjoyed and seemed to have forgotten the beating he had just received.

Half an hour later.

Zhou Hengbei and Lei Zhanpeng came to Juheyuan.

Yang Zhijie followed behind the two of them, with his head lowered as low as possible.

At the beginning, Yang Zhijie only felt pain all over his body, but not long after, Yang Zhijie discovered an embarrassing problem.

Half of my face was swollen.

Moreover, my right eyelid is a little difficult to open.

Most of the people who come to Juheyuan for dinner are students from Nanjing University.

Six or seven out of ten are acquaintances.

If everyone saw me like this, I would definitely become a laughing stock!

Grandma's!

What a fucking bad luck!

Yang Zhijie wanted to leave, but since Zhou Hengbei didn't give the order, Yang Zhijie didn't dare to act on his own.

In desperation.

Yang Zhijie had no choice but to lower his head.

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