Chapter 630 The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I just want to take care of a few more beautiful girls!
Hanoi at the end of May was like a steamer, with heat penetrating every pore.
Ruan Minghai from the inspection station received five calls in a row. It was not until then that he realized that revenge had really come!
Four Chinese businessmen were killed and 23 were seriously injured.
You know, who among those who dare to do business in Southeast Asia doesn't have a complicated background? Who hasn't had their hands stained with blood?
What's more, of the first two people sentenced, one was sentenced to only three years in prison, and the other was even shorter, only one year.
This is not a punishment at all, it is clearly a disguised protection!
The local central government boss was furious and immediately ordered the blockade of Hanoi's land, sea and air exits in an attempt to catch the gunman.
But soon after the order was issued, bad news came one after another.
A month ago, shootings occurred in succession in Ha Tinh, Dong Nai and Binh Duong provinces, where the protests were most intense.
All together, there are more than thirty cases.
"Damn it! Can't these guys just hold themselves back? Even if they used knives, it would be easy to explain to the public later. But they all resorted to using guns. Don't they want to save face for the higher-ups?"
Ruan Minghai couldn't help but groan inwardly.
Sure enough, not long after, a death order came from above: the case must be solved within a week.
at the same time.
A tattered fishing boat crossed the border. Zhang Xiaolin looked out through the door and window. After confirming that it was safe, he took out a roll of Annan shield from his pocket and threw it to the captain, then entered Laos.
"This deal is a good one. I only did one-third of the work, but I made a lot of money."
Zhang Xiaolin thought happily.
After he sent the photo to the middleman, the employer's money was transferred in just over ten minutes.
On the other hand, although the Annan Central Command arrested several gunmen, it did not dare to reveal the truth. It could only classify the incident as a casino fight and close the matter hastily.
Merchants from the Bay Island region gathered in groups of three or five to celebrate with wine.
They knew in their hearts that if they didn't teach these monkeys a lesson, next time it wouldn't be four people who would die, but forty or four hundred.
It is human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong. If you give in this time, you will only be bullied more in the future.
Even though they knew that this move would offend the Annan Central Government, many Chinese businessmen still pooled money to hire people to do the work.
At this point, the storm came to an end.
The Annan people who participated in the looting and burning of Chinese shops hid in their homes trembling for half a month before they dared to go out.
Those who were killed were all the people who had been dancing the most enthusiastically at the protests. They didn't believe in the nonsense about gang fights at all.
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The weather in Luzhou is also hot, like a furnace.
On the first day of the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, as soon as Chen Yansen walked out of the study, a faint fragrance of bamboo leaves wafted in the air.
He went downstairs to the living room on the first floor. Through a layer of glass, he could just see Ye Qiuping busy in the kitchen.
Chen Yansen didn't say anything, walked straight out of the living room, pulled over a rattan chair and sat by the pool, casually scattered a few handfuls of fish food, then squinted his eyes and basked in the sun comfortably.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang from outside the door.
Chen Yansen used his 'spiritual sense' to scan and found that it was Chen Guobin, who was holding a bag of bamboo leaf rice dumplings in his hand.
"Moss, open the door!"
Chen Yansen gave orders to the air.
"Okay, master." The Moss M13 smart speaker placed in the corner responded immediately.
Chen Guobin rang the doorbell several times, but no one opened the door, so he muttered quietly, "This kid probably hasn't gotten up yet."
After saying that, he prepared to take out his cell phone and call Chen Yansen.
But just as the thought came to his mind, the iron gate in front of him slowly moved to the left.
Old Chen was startled. When he came to his senses, he stepped into the room and saw Chen Yansen sitting in a rocking chair and rocking gently.
As happy as a man in his fifties or sixties!
"I brought you some rice dumplings." Chen Guobin said casually.
"What's the filling?" Chen Yansen asked.
"Green and red shredded pork with candied dates, your favorite flavor as a child." Chen Guobin said with a smile as he picked up the bag.
"Are you too bored at home during the Dragon Boat Festival, so you come to me? I've told you many times to find a companion. You don't have anyone to accompany you, but I'm different."
Chen Yansen raised his eyebrows and joked jokingly.
Chen Guobin was already accustomed to his son's teasing and did not take it to heart.
He glanced at the exterior of the villa and then said, "I'll put the dumplings in the refrigerator first. I've been using the car refrigerator all the way here, so they're still very fresh."
Chen Guobin said this with a smile, and then walked into the living room by himself. When he saw that there was a woman wearing a Mei Yangyang cosplay costume in the kitchen, the smile on his face froze.
"Boss, just wait ten more minutes and you'll be able to..."
Ye Qiuping stopped talking halfway, and saw a middle-aged man in his forties standing outside the door, who looked 30% like Chen Yansen.
"Hello, Mr. Chen." Ye Qiuping looked down at her clothes, her face embarrassed, and she greeted him with a stiff upper lip.
She had met Chen Guobin once, and that time he was a family chef.
Are all chefs like this nowadays?
Chen Guobin wondered in his heart.
He handed the rice dumplings to Ye Qiuping with a strange look on his face, and immediately instructed, "Please put them in the refrigerator for me."
"Okay, Mr. Chen." Ye Qiuping took the rice dumpling and pretended nothing had happened.
Lao Chen took out his cell phone and secretly took a photo.
There was a "click" sound, accompanied by a dazzling flash of light.
Ye Qiuping looked at Chen Guobin who was taking secret photos.
"It was a mistake. I accidentally touched the camera button."
Old Chen blushed and made up an excuse in a panic.
"I understand. I often make mistakes too." Ye Qiuping smiled slightly.
Chen Guobin was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig out a three-bedroom apartment on the ground with his toes.
When he returned to the garden, he couldn't help but ask, "Who is that beautiful sheep in the kitchen?"
"Hey, Lao Chen, you're still watching cartoons."
Chen Yansen asked with a smile.
"I used Lingxi to search, and she's the CEO of Orange Communications. Don't try to fool me with the excuse of being a chef. Which chef would cook while wearing Mei Yangyang's clothes?"
Chen Guobin was holding a Yaocheng X2 Plus, and on the screen was Ye Qiuping's Lingxi Encyclopedia.
"She is indeed the CEO of Orange Communications, and cooking is her part-time job." Chen Yansen spoke nonsense seriously.
"Are you trying to two-timing?" Old Chen felt his eyes go dark and he took a few deep breaths before he recovered.
"Old Chen, as the saying goes, with great power comes great responsibility. I just want to take care of a few more beautiful girls."
Chen Yansen shrugged.
"Son, this is wrong. What will you do if someone finds out?" Old Chen pulled a chair and sat next to him to persuade him.
"Then don't let anyone find out."
Chen Yansen said indifferently.
“…” Seeing that he was not listening, Chen Guobin opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.
After a while, Lao Chen suddenly asked, "Where is this girl from?"
"Isn't it in the encyclopedia? People from Qindao." Chen Yansen replied.
"What about Mengjie?" Old Chen asked again.
"She's my girlfriend." Chen Yansen admitted readily.
"What about Ye Qiuping?" Old Chen continued to ask.
"Orange Communications CEO and family chef." Chen Yansen said shamelessly.
Old Chen burst out laughing and finally understood: There is a reason why his son's business is so big. Ordinary people don't have such a nerve.
"Boss, Mr. Chen, it's time to eat."
Just when Chen Guobin didn't know how to start, Ye Qiuping, who had changed into normal clothes and had a gentle and decent smile on her face, stood at the door and reminded him.
Hearing this, Chen Yansen stood up and asked Old Chen, "What would you like to drink? Rice wine, yellow wine, white wine, or a soft drink?"
(End of this chapter)
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