Chapter 39 Triple Kill, Qu Lianjie
Meng Yanchen's eyes swept across Qu Lianjie without even pausing.
He tilted his head slightly and asked Shi Yan in a low voice,
"Why is he here?"
Shi Yan shrugged helplessly, "Isn't Dachuan in the real estate business? The Qu family is in the building materials business... I just came here because I smelled the food."
He paused and added, "My old man and his father often go fishing together. Please bear with me."
Meng Yanchen sneered, "You're not going fishing with him, are you?"
Shi Yan frowned and looked at him, feeling puzzled. "Why would I fish with him?"
There was disdain in his tone, "I don't play with fools, I play with you."
Meng Yanchen snorted coldly and said no more.
After three rounds of drinks, Dachuan's people began to enthusiastically explain the project, including profit points, risk assessment, and market prospects...
It is obvious that he came prepared and must capture these two Gods of Wealth today.
Qu Lianjie chimed in, promoting his own building materials from time to time, and his words and deeds showed that his family had a close relationship with Shi Guokun, and that if Dachuan needed building materials, he could give the best price.
The entire drinking party is a food chain of big fish, small fish and shrimp.
The Qu family is at the bottom.
Everyone knew that the final decision was made by Meng Yanchen.
So, people came to toast one after another, and Qin Yu blocked most of them, but a project manager from Dachuan, under the influence of alcohol, insisted on toasting Meng Yanchen.
"Mr. Meng, you must have this cup..."
Shi Yan was about to stop him, but Meng Yanchen had already raised his eyes and looked over.
The whole box suddenly became cold.
Meng Yanchen tapped the table with his slender fingers, his eyes turned to Qu Lianjie, his chin slightly raised.
"You come."
Qu Lianjie's face turned pale instantly, and the hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly. He forced a smile, picked up the glass and drank it all.
Manager Dachuan, who was drunk, put his arm around Qu Lianjie's shoulders and said with a thick tongue,
"Mr. Qu, it's your blessing to be able to block Mr. Meng's drinking!"
He painted a big picture, "There are still many projects behind Dachuan..."
One cup, two cups, three cups...
Qu Lianjie gritted his teeth and drank one cup after another, his face becoming paler and paler.
When the show was over, Qu Lianjie slumped in his chair, his tie askew, his eyes unfocused, and he cursed without thinking,
"Meng!... What the hell do you mean?!"
Meng Yanchen ignored him, stood up, slowly buttoned up his suit, and walked straight out.
When passing by Qu Lianjie, he said to Qin Yu,
"Transfer 200 yuan to Mr. Qu."
He paused, then said calmly, "Thanks for your hard work in blocking the wine tonight."
After saying that, he walked out of the box without looking back.
Qin Yu suppressed his laughter and scanned the code to pay. The phone rang with a crisp notification tone.
【WeChat received, 200 yuan】
From then on, Qu Lianjie became famous overnight and earned 200 yuan as a drinking companion.
Shi Yan quickly caught up with Meng Yanchen, "Can you be more offensive? How did that grandson offend you?"
Meng Yanchen didn't stop walking, his tone was indifferent, "Nothing, I just don't like it."
"laugh--"
Shi Yan couldn't help laughing, "This is not like your style."
He pulled out a cigarette and shook out a cigarette. "Bao Yifan said you've been like a mad dog lately, biting everyone you catch. I didn't believe it at first... What's going on? Is your uncle here?"
Meng Yanchen glanced at him coldly.
"Okay, okay,"
Shi Yan raised his hands in surrender. "How am I supposed to explain to the old man how you treated that kid?"
"Your old man won't care."
Meng Yanchen pressed the elevator button and said calmly, "Asking you to take care of me is just a formality. You're just going through the motions."
Shi Yan certainly knew this, but Meng Yanchen's abnormality made him curious.
He held an unlit cigarette in his mouth and looked his friend up and down. "Forget it, I don't recognize you like this. I'd better stay away from your uncle before he passes away, so as not to get hurt."
He paused and asked half-jokingly, "Who are you going to punish next? Can you give me a hint in advance?"
The elevator door dinged open, Meng Yanchen stepped in, and chuckled.
"Wang Baichuan."
After saying that, he waved his hand and left without looking back.
Shi Yan stood there in a daze.
"Wang Baichuan?"
He frowned and repeated the name over and over again, "Who is Wang Baichuan?"
He turned to his assistant and asked, "Have you heard of it?"
The assistant shook his head blankly.
"Go find out who Wang Baichuan is."
Shi Yan rubbed his temples, "Be careful to avoid the thunder these days. A gentleman can be even crazier than a madman when he gets crazy."
Fan Shengmei came out of the shower and was drying her hair when she saw the screen of the mobile phone on the bed light up. She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Meng Yanchen.
Meng Yanchen: [Are you asleep?]
Fan Shengmei: [Not yet.]
Meng Yanchen: [Is there anything special happening today? ]
Fan Shengmei's eyes lit up, and she sat cross-legged on the bed and typed quickly:
Our landlord waived rent for a year! He said it was to fulfill his wish for his daughter to get into Peking University or Tsinghua University.
She glanced at the black onyx hairpin on the bedside, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously:
I think my luck started changing the day of the concert.
[Meng Yanchen, I feel that your hairpin brought me good luck.]
On the other side of the screen, Meng Yanchen looked at the word "good luck", gently stroked the edge of the phone with his fingertips, raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"It's really easy to fool."
He quickly replied, "Okay, just be happy."
Then he added, "Anything else?"
Fan Shengmei glanced at the Birkin bag in the closet and bit her lip.
[No, today is all good things.]
Meng Yanchen stared at the line of words, frowning slightly, but did not get the answer he wanted.
He replied, "What I said that day is still valid."
【You can tell me your troubles】
I don't think it's unnecessary trouble.
Fan Shengmei stared at the screen, buried her face in the pillow, and kicked her legs excitedly in the air.
I couldn't help but roll around on the bed holding my phone before replying.
[Okay, got it. Thank you.]
Just as I was about to type again, my phone suddenly vibrated.
Bao Yifan?
She answered the phone doubtfully, "Mr. Bao?"
"Sister Fan,"
Bao Yifan's voice was hurried and nervous, "Can you go see Andy now?"
Fan Shengmei immediately sat up straight, "What happened to Andy?"
"Xiao Ming is missing."
Bao Yifan's voice was filled with suppressed anger.
"I'm out looking for her. I just showed Andy some photos of Xiao Ming being abused... I don't think she's doing well."
Fan Shengmei's face suddenly changed, and she immediately threw off the quilt and got out of bed.
"I'll be there right away!"
"Be careful." Bao Yifan's voice was tense. "She might hurt herself. You must keep an eye on her."
"I know!" Fan Shengmei said as she grabbed her coat and rushed out. "I'll go right away!"
She hung up the phone, rushed out of the room and went straight to 2201.
Bang bang bang!
She banged on the door, "Andy! Andy! It's me, Fan Shengmei!"
There was silence inside the door, no response.
Fan Shengmei's heart sank, and she immediately took out her cell phone to call the property management.
"Quick! 2201, open the door! Now!"
A few minutes later, the property manager came in with the keys. Fan Shengmei grabbed the keys and
"You guys get out first!"
She pushed the door open, walked in quickly, and locked the property management staff outside.
"Andy?"
She called softly, her eyes searching the dim living room.
"Where are you?"
With the help of the moonlight outside the window, Fan Shengmei finally found Andy in the corner of the master bedroom.
Her bare feet stepped on the broken glass, and blood left dark marks on the floor.
“Andy!”
Fan Shengmei rushed over, but was hit on the shoulder by a vase flying towards her.
"Get out of here!"
Andy's eyes were red, and he held the sharp glass in his hand. "It's all an illusion... I really am a psychopath..."
"It's me, Fan Shengmei!"
She endured the pain and moved closer, "Look at me!"
Andy looked up in a trance, with the broken glass against his wrist.
"You...are not really..."
The next second, Fan Shengmei pounced on her and grabbed her wrist.
The glass scratched her arm and blood gushed out instantly, but she held on tightly to the struggling Andy.
"Where's your medicine? Where's your medicine?"
Several medicine bottles rolled out from under the quilt. Fan Shengmei pressed down the frantic Andy with her knees and unscrewed the bottle caps with one hand.
The pills were scattered all over the floor. She picked up two and stuffed them into Andy's mouth, but he spat them out.
"Mr. Tan!"
She dialed the number tremblingly, holding the phone between her shoulders and wrapping Andy tightly in the quilt.
"Andy's not doing well!"
Her voice was rapid and tense. "She's out of control now. I can't hold her down!"
Tan Zongming's voice on the other end of the phone immediately became low.
"I'll immediately arrange for her to be seen by the neurology department of the First Municipal Hospital. Dr. Wei is her attending physician."
There was a sudden brake sound from the other end of the phone, obviously they were on the way.
“Too late!”
Fan Shengmei looked at Andy, who was twitching in her arms, and said, "I'll call an ambulance first!"
After the sedative was injected, Andy finally calmed down.
When Fan Shengmei followed the stretcher into the car, she found that her white shirt was mostly stained with blood.
Under the pale light of the hospital corridor, Tan Zongming walked quickly.
He glanced at Fan Shengmei's bloody arm and said in a hoarse voice,
"You go take care of the wound, I'm here."
"But Andy..."
"Doctor Wei is inside."
He took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders, "You did great."
The nurse also advised, "The examination will take at least two hours, you should treat the wound first."
Fan Shengmei nodded, and went to the emergency room. As soon as she opened the door of the treatment room, she saw a familiar figure.
——Xu Qin.
The two of them froze in place...
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