Chapter 18 This is a Literary Lady

The streets were instantly in commotion, but not chaotic.

Street stabbings happen all the time, and even in open-air karaoke bars, many people are unaware of people stabbing nearby.

"Lei Zhen, don't run—"

"Bang!"

The leader was kicked in the chest by Lei Zhen and fell to the ground with blood in his mouth.

"Brother Niu!"

"Fuck him, kill him!"

Amidst the angry curses, more than ten people came chasing and hacking.

Lei Zhen looked back, climbed over the railing and jumped into the small park.

"In the park, chase me!"

The gangsters jumped in and continued to chase and hack.

"ah--"

The woman leaning against the tree screamed and fled in all directions like a frightened pheasant.

“Swish!”

A machete came chopping towards him on the head.

Lei Zhen was as fast as lightning and grabbed his right wrist and bent it back.

"Crack!"

“Ouch…”

As his bones were dislocated, the gangster let out a shrill scream and fell to his knees in pain.

Lei Zhen raised his foot and kicked him in the face.

“Bang!”

The skin was torn and blood was flowing.

"Fuck you, keep running!"

"Let me see how ruthless you are. If I don't cut off your tendons today, I'll quit my fucking life!"

The grove was not big, and more than ten people surrounded Lei Zhen in an instant.

"Yan Wu's men, right?" Lei Zhen asked with a smile, "Prince Brother is still in the operating room, right? How's the situation?"

He didn't offend many people, just the Three Donkeys of South City and Yan Wu of West City.

If it was the Third Donkey who wanted to target him, he would never send just a few people. It must be the prince's father, Yan Wu.

"No matter who we are, you must die today!"

"Stop talking nonsense and chop!"

More than ten people immediately rushed forward with knives drawn.

“Snap!”

A black five-star sword fell from Lei Zhen's waist to the ground.

Gun?!

The gangsters stopped immediately, fear in their pupils.

"Sorry, my belt is loose." Lei Zhen picked up the gun and put it back on, saying with a smile, "Don't just stand there, keep chopping."

What the hell is this?

"Just wait for me!"

"Don't think you're great just because you have a gun. I'll still chop you down!"

"I'll let you go today, but next time you go out, keep your eyes open..."

The most ferocious voice spoke the most cowardly words, and more than a dozen gangsters turned and ran, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

“Oh oh oh oh…”

Suddenly, a man's trembling cry was heard by the pond in the grove, which was indescribably strange.

Lei Zhen took a closer look and realized that they were really robbing a bird's nest!

…

Either you chop or you get chopped.

There is no way to get involved in the underworld without making enemies. Being chased and hacked at night is a small matter. Lei Zhen needs to prepare for the big event of contacting Su Fengyi tomorrow.

According to the information, Su Fengyi comes here to have breakfast at 7 o'clock every morning. One reason is because she has an office here, and the second is because of her eating habits.

In the entire Hui'an, only Xiangjiang Hotel provides Cantonese breakfast.

At 7:20 the next morning, Lei Zhen walked into the restaurant on the second floor of Xiangjiang Hotel and saw today's prey, Su Fengyi, at a glance.

This lady is so dazzling that she is a sight in herself just sitting there.

But he didn't go over to say hello. Instead, he chose to sit down at a table not far away across the street, ready to appear as a prey.

"Waiter, what do you have for morning tea?"

"Sir, breakfast tea includes barbecued pork buns, shrimp dumplings, and egg tarts..."

When Su Fengyi heard someone say the word "morning tea" in the mainland, she actually looked up.

Lei Zhen also looked up at the right time and his eyes met the other person's.

"Oh, what a coincidence." Su Fengyi's face was full of surprise.

I was thinking about this interesting young man yesterday, and I ran into him early this morning.

"Beautiful lady, we meet again." Lei Zhen looked at her ears and smiled, "You really are more suitable for jadeite. I made the right gift."

Su Fengyi blushed slightly, reached out to touch her earrings and asked, "Do you often give jewelry to girls?"

"How is that possible? I only give gifts to goddesses, and I've only given one to her so far."

"You're such a smooth talker. How about we have a meal together?" Su Fengyi said angrily, "Just consider it as a thank you for the earrings you gave me."

The prey has taken the bait!

Lei Zhen walked over confidently and sat opposite.

"Just a morning tea? You're not sincere, beautiful lady."

"It has to be fillet steak with a 1978 Bordeaux estate red wine, some French Prunier caviar, and preferably some Spanish Parma ham..."

Su Fengyi was surprised. She didn't expect this young man to know so much. How old is he? Probably around 20 years old?

"It's a pity they don't have it here. I'll treat you if you come to Hong Kong Island."

Lei Zhen immediately took out a pen and wrote in a small notebook.

"What to write?"

"Write down what you said, so you don't deny it later."

“Chuckle…”

Su Fengyi covered her mouth and smiled, her mood like a rainbow after the rain.

The two chatted enthusiastically, from food to music, from music to literature, to economics, politics, and dreams...

The more they talked, the more the sister-in-law felt that they had met too late.

"Do you know what my dream is?" Su Fengyi took a sip of water and said, "Don't worry if you laugh at me. I want to be a world-class talent like Li Qingyi... What's your dream?"

"Make money and then write poems for you!" Lei Zhen blurted out.

"You're so smooth-talking, why don't you write me a poem now?" Su Fengyi said with a sweet smile, "If it's good, I can help you make money."

"It doesn't matter whether I make money or not. The main thing is that the goddess sitting across from me makes me really want to write a song for you."

Lei Zhen stared at Su Fengyi's peerless beauty, pondered for a moment, and then composed a poem.

"The clouds resemble clothes, the flowers resemble beauty, the spring breeze blows the dew on the threshold, and the flowers are gorgeous. If we had not met on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Jade Terrace."

Su Fengyi was stunned and stretched out her soft hand to cover the rosy lips.

"This is so beautiful. Did you write this?"

"Have you ever heard of this poem?"

"No, I just..."

Su Fengyi didn't know what to say. She was filled with surprise and joy. She didn't expect that this young man would write such an amazing poem for her.

"Well, I have to go work hard to make money." Lei Zhen stood up and said with a smile: "Thank you for breakfast, see you next time if there's a chance, hehe."

The prey was completely hooked, and the old pervert took advantage of the situation to play hard to get.

"What business are you in? Maybe I can help." Su Fengyi said quickly, "I keep my word. I can't let you write such a good poem for me for nothing."

Lei Zhen sat down again and began to talk about his idea.

"We're planning a lottery draw. The country issued its first welfare lottery in 1987..."

"1987?" Su Fengyi corrected, "It was released in 1991. I even checked it specifically."

"91?"

"Yes, I'm sure it was 1991."

Lei Zhen was overjoyed. He didn't expect that there would be subtle changes in the issuance of lottery tickets in this world.

The issuance of lottery tickets in 1991 means that the bank's lottery collection and storage is almost over, and it also means that a crazy nationwide lottery wave is about to begin.

"But the government does not allow private lottery issuance, so I'm afraid you can't do it," Su Fengyi reminded.

Lei Zhen smiled, his face full of confidence.

"I have a way, and it's legal and compliant."

"What method?"

"It's a trade secret, haha. Okay, beautiful, I really have to go. I still have to talk to investors."

Lei Zhen stood up again and was about to leave.

"I vote!"

Su Fengyi spoke in a decisive tone.

"You vote?"

"Yes, just tell me what you need!"

“…”

Ten minutes later, Su Fengyi announced all the prizes needed for the lucky draw, including a Mercedes-Benz, 12 Santanas, and several gold bricks.

Lei Zhen didn't expect it to be so smooth. This turned out to be a lonely and artistic lady...

According to Su Fengyi, it doesn’t matter whether you make money or not, dreams are priceless!