At this moment, Ah Chen and Ah Mo arrived at a fairly decent restaurant after entering the city.
Inside the room, President Yang Yao had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Achen and the others sat down, Yang Yao asked:
"Ah Chen, were you the ones who did what happened in the northern suburbs?"
Ah Chen didn't speak, but Ah Mei behind Ah Mo spoke up clearly: "A Miao man from the Qingmiao branch, how dare you inquire about the Grass Ghost? Have you been a bank manager for too long and forgotten the rules of our Miao family?"
Yang Yao was stunned.
The woman then said, "Or is it that Director Yang has forgotten the ironclad rules of his ancestors, and because he didn't give gifts to the future Miao King and Holy Maiden, he wants to be expelled from the Miao family?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Yao realized that he had indeed not given a gift earlier.
He hurriedly stood up, his right hand resting on his chest.
"Alright, let's go out first! We're meeting with Director Yang today, not the Miao people of the Qingmiao branch."
"Yes, Holy Maiden."
The two girls stepped down.
Ah Chen gestured to Ah Kang to have the restaurant serve the dishes, then looked at Yang Yao and said, "President Yang, make yourself at home, it's just a small matter! Anyway, you've been out there for so long, it's normal to forget some of the ironclad rules."
"Ah Chen, I was worried about your safety just now, so I..."
Yang Yao glanced at the Holy Maiden Amo secretly, but Amo did not speak.
A dozen or so side dishes were served one after another. Amo served rice to Achen, and when it came to Yang Yao, Yang Yao quickly served it himself.
Ah Bao asked, "President Yang, Yang Aze is a scoundrel. He doesn't follow the rules during the drumming ceremony. Is it hereditary?"
"Ah Bao, I'm still your uncle, how can you talk to me like this?"
Yang Yao may be afraid of the Holy Maiden, and he can joke with A Chen, but he is not afraid of A Bao.
Abao is from the Red Miao branch, while Yang Yao is from the Green Miao branch.
Although there is no hatred between the Red Seedlings and the Green Seedlings, they often fight.
Ah Kang chimed in, "I was wondering where Yang Aze learned all that scumbag behavior from. Turns out there's a template for it."
"The Qingmiao branch is full of scoundrels."
Ah Zhuang's words were even harsher, after all, the hatred between the Black Miao and the Green Miao was the deepest.
As expected, Yang Yao could tolerate Hong Miao A Bao and ignore Lan Miao A Kang's words, but the Black Miao—
Why should he have to endure it?
Yang Ayao immediately stared at Azhuang and said, "Your father still has some face in front of me, but you, a junior, dare to speak to me, Yang Ayao, like that."
"What, you want me, Mu Azhuang, to call you Uncle Ayao?"
"I wouldn't dare! But you just mentioned genetics, how can my green seedlings compare to your black seedlings? The eldest and third sons of the Mu family are role models, while your black seedlings are like this." Yang Ayao gave a thumbs up.
A-Zhuang drew his Miao knife in a flash.
Ah Bao stopped Ah Zhuang and said, "Why bother getting angry with those Qingmiao people? Sit down! Even if you want to fight, you should find another place."
“Sit down, A-Zhuang.” A-Kang pulled A-Zhuang down to sit and said, “The Black Miao’s Boss Mu and Boss Mu are scum and rat droppings, that’s common knowledge. How can you compare them to those beasts in human form?”
"Zhao Akang, do you, Lanmiao, also want to go against me, Qingmiao?"
A-Kang said fearlessly, "I can't represent our Blue Miao branch, but if you want to fight, I'm ready anytime!"
The Miao men from the four branches—red, black, cyan, and blue—would clash at the slightest disagreement.
But it was three against one.
Ah Chen, sitting in the main seat, ate with relish and whispered to Ah Mo, seemingly unconcerned about the tension between the four factions and having no intention of getting involved.
Ah Chen even put some meat in Ah Mo's bowl, signaling her not to worry about whether they were making a fuss or not.
Amo smiled broadly, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed as if she was saying, "If you, the future Miao King, don't care, then I don't care either."
The noise from the small private room also caught the attention of the owner outside.
The couple were a little scared, after all, the names mentioned inside were all very important, and they were all core members of various branches of the Miao people.
If a fight breaks out in their shop, wouldn't it be the Han people who suffer?
They had just heard that a large group of snakes had appeared in the northern suburbs, and they had also seen several Miao girls going in and out, so they suspected that it was related to the Miao people who were making a fuss in their shop.
"Boss, where's the wine we ordered? Hurry up and bring it!"
"They're here, they're here."
Hearing the shouts, the boss hurriedly pushed open the door and went inside.
He glanced nervously inside and noticed that the girl next to the young man was really beautiful. Despite the fierce argument, the Miao girl didn't seem to have said a word.
"Oh my god, Ah Chen, we were just chatting for a while and you ate all the good stuff."
Ah Zhuang picked up his chopsticks to pick up the braised pork he had specially ordered, only to find that it was gone.
Ah Chen said, "It's because some of the princes are so inarticulate and only care about arguing. Look at Princes Kang and Bao, they're chatting with you while eating meat."
“Ah Bao, Ah Kang, you—”
Ah Zhuang stared at the two men, their lips still greasy, and felt a burning hatred in his teeth.
Yang Ayao seized the opportunity to retort, "So what if you make money? You're still a starving ghost."
"It's not great, but at least I have more backbone now, unlike some people who can't even hold onto a secure job. Right now, their job is being held onto by their superiors."
"Isn't this all Ah Chen's fault?!"
Yang Ayao turned his head to look at Achen, who was only focused on eating, and didn't forget to secretly glance at the Holy Maiden.
"Blame me?" Ah Chen said with a half-smile, "President Yang, you only make three or four hundred a month, what's there to be so smug about?"
"Don't try to use this to smear me. If you hadn't transferred those tens of millions away back then, would I be in this situation?"
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