"Your name is Yun Huaying. Which character is Ying?"
Han Zheng's voice was low and hoarse, like the mellowest liquor, with a unique charm and texture that easily attracted people's attention.
Yun Huaying had met countless people in her previous life and heard all kinds of voices. His voice was very consistent with his resolute and iron-blooded posture and temperament. She stared at him seriously for two seconds, without saying a word, and wrote the word "Ying" on the tea stains on the table.
Han Zheng lowered his head and watched her write stroke by stroke. On the surface, he was watching her write, but his eyes were actually on her fingers which were as round and white as onions.
When she finished writing, Han Zheng's eyes moved slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared in his eyes when he looked at her: "Your hands are for holding pens. Now it will be hard to go to the countryside to support construction and hold a hoe."
Yun Huaying had never lived in the countryside in her past or present lives. Although she was not a delicate person and believed that she could endure hardships, she was not familiar with farming at all. But at this point, there was no turning back, so she could only say, "Let's take it one step at a time."
She didn't want to talk about it either, so she took the initiative to talk about business: "How much is it?"
She didn't explain clearly, and the topic changed quickly. Han Zheng and the other man were stunned for a moment, but they quickly reacted and answered in unison: "160."
Hearing the price, Yun Huaying let out a sneer. "He didn't ask for an exorbitant price, but sold it to you at a normal price. It seems he has other motives."
Seeing that she guessed it so quickly, Song Nanfeng admired her cleverness and raised his eyebrows: "Let's not worry about anything else. Today we are just doing normal business with him."
"Then it seems he is just wishful thinking."
Yun Huaying wiped off the words on the table that were not yet completely dry with her fingers, picked up the remaining half bowl of tea, drank it in one gulp, and then sat down and waited for the meal to start without saying anything more.
The dishes arrived quickly. Han Zheng and his friend ordered two meat dishes and a soup, and Yun Huaying ordered one meat dish and one vegetable dish. There were no duplicates in the five dishes. After three large bowls of rice were brought to the table, everyone picked up their chopsticks and started eating.
Yun Huaying is a person who doesn't speak actively, and Han Zheng is a taciturn person. The atmosphere at the dinner table depends entirely on Song Nanfeng, who is good at conversation, has rich knowledge and experience, and pays attention to the degree when chatting. Therefore, the meal is not dull and boring.
After the meal, Han Zheng took the initiative to pay the bill. Yun Huaying gave him the money, but he refused to accept it.
The two of them arranged a time and place to meet with Fang Ziqiang. The three of them arrived five minutes early. Yun Huaying didn't want to ruin their deal, so when they got there, she said, "You go meet him. I'll come in after you get the medicine."
Han Zheng and the other man didn't know what she was going to do, but after a brief contact, they both confirmed that she was a person with strong opinions. Without asking any other questions, they told her the room number of the guesthouse and left.
Yun Huaying went to the bathroom and took the opportunity to slip into the space and searched something from the unconscious man.
Fang Ziqiang came over quickly. Song Nanfeng was waiting for him at the door. After seeing him, he exchanged a few words, "Deputy Director Fang, let's go to the room and talk."
"Yes, please."
Fang Ziqiang followed him in with a small cloth bag in his hand.
Yun Huaying came out of the bathroom and just saw his back as he followed her into the house. With his hands in his pockets, he slowly walked to the door of their room.
Song Nanfeng deliberately left the door open. They didn't intend to waste any more time talking to Fang Ziqiang. After getting the medicine, they readily gave him the money they had prepared.
Fang Ziqiang was in a good mood after receiving the money. He wanted to take the opportunity to say a few more words to them. However, before he opened his mouth, there was a knock on the door, so he had to give up the idea of chatting with them for the time being.
"squeak!"
The door was pushed open from the outside.
When Yun Huaying came into view, the fawning smile on Fang Ziqiang's face disappeared completely, and he stood up immediately: "Why are you here?"
Han Zheng and Song Nanfeng looked at each other and sat quietly watching the show.
Yun Huaying didn't answer him. After entering the room, she kicked the door shut, took off her schoolbag and placed it on the cabinet next to her. Her face was expressionless, and her voice seemed to come through the clouds and mist, as cold as the wind: "Do you want to hand it over voluntarily, or do you want me to do it?"
Fang Ziqiang hadn't had time to pocket the money Song Nanfeng had given him. He held it tightly in his hand and looked at the two people sitting in front of him watching the fun. He frowned and asked, "What's your relationship with them?"
"They needed medicine for their injuries. I recommended them here."
Yun Huaying responded, slowly approaching him and repeating her previous words: "Do you want to hand it over voluntarily, or do you want me to do it?"
"Yun Huaying, don't go too far." Fang Ziqiang gritted his teeth in anger.
Yun Huaying didn't bother to waste time talking to him. She simply extended her right hand, pointing it towards his face. "The slap marks on Deputy Director Fang's face seem to have faded. Do you want me to make a few more for you?"
Fang Ziqiang's face suddenly tensed up and he instinctively stepped back.
The two men watching the fun had completely different reactions, and they looked at Yun Huaying with a hint of surprise.
She actually slapped Deputy Director Fang?
What is their relationship?
Yun Huaying naturally didn't explain. She lowered her right hand and threw the ID card in her pocket at him, her eyes cold: "Do you know this person?"
Fang Ziqiang was so angry at her actions that his heart ached. However, when he looked down and saw the name on the ID card clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted and his heart seemed to stop beating at that moment.
Seeing that his body was stiff and he dared not move, and his face was full of panic, Yun Huaying rushed over and snatched the money from his hand.
"This money is mine."
Fang Ziqiang reacted and reached out to grab the money.
Yun Huaying stuffed the money directly into her trouser pocket, a sarcastic arc on her face: "Fang Ziqiang, your face is thicker than the Great Wall and deeper than the Pacific Ocean. The Fang family's blood and blood have been passed down for at least eighteen generations to create this sanctimonious skin of yours. It really opened my eyes."
"Yun Huaying, you're looking for death."
Fang Ziqiang raised his hand to hit her.
Yun Huaying didn't shy away, staring directly at him with eyes as cold as a thousand-year-old ice. "If you touch me, I'll make you spend the rest of your life in prison."
His palm stopped just short of her cheek.
"snort."
Yun Huaying snorted coldly, bent down, picked up the ID card on the ground, and threw it in front of him.
"It's 1:30 now. I'll give you two hours. At 3:30 sharp, bring me everything that doesn't belong to you. Don't play tricks on me. I don't have the booklet, but I have the memories in my head. If you fail to hand over anything, I'll make sure you live behind bars for the rest of your life."
At this moment, Fang Ziqiang felt a chill on the soles of his feet, and a chill ran down his spine straight to his head.
He was restless this morning, always feeling that something bad was going to happen. He waited until noon but still received no news from Tieguai. He wanted to finish his work here and then go find Tieguai.
Unexpectedly, Tieguai fell into Yun Huaying's hands.
Fang Ziqiang knew Tieguai's abilities very well, but now he couldn't figure out how he fell into her hands?
And now she has come to his door and cooperated with these two National Security Bureau men, throwing out Tieguai's ID card in front of them. Is she going to use the National Security Bureau to deal with him?
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