Chapter 112 Do you think I want Chen Qing?
Jiang Jingyan said nothing.
He and Yan Baiqing had been dealing with each other for years, and the outside world always thought it was a healthy competition between brothers, including Meng Hongwen. This person was always gentle, but in fact he was cold-blooded and self-interested. He knew how difficult it was to deal with him and what kind of person he was.
Jiang Jingyan took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. With the slightest movement, the injuries on his body caused his muscles to ache.
He was silent for a moment, "You will go to save Chen Qing."
Yan Baiqing didn't answer directly, but hinted, "I heard that Zhang Zhao kidnapped Miss Wei and is demanding money and a way to live from you."
"Imprisoned."
"It was quick, but the hostage was badly injured." He chuckled. "You're too busy to handle everything, and I don't have much free time either. Whether you rescue him or I do, no one can predict what the hostage will look like after he's rescued."
Jiang Jingyan was tired of hearing such threats all night. It would be fine for others, but Yan Baiqing inherited Yan Weilan's businessman nature. Without a deal, there would be no result.
Wei Yin, who was killed by Zhang Zhao, is still in danger in the operating room. Ji Mingyin has detained Chen Qing, so it is inevitable that he will suffer physical pain.
He dusted off his cigarette and said bluntly, "Conditions."
"Boss Huang's five men belong to me."
The tension in Jiang Jingyan's mind loosened.
The barely audible sigh of relief made Yan Baiqing laugh. He said in a lazy tone, "Jingyan, you don't think I'll ask you for Qing'er, do you?"
"Time." Jiang Jingyan strode to the car, "Send someone to pick up Boss Huang tonight. Tomorrow morning, I want to see Chen Qing safe and sound."
"Tomorrow night, I'll take Qing'er home."
Yan Baiqing hung up after saying this, without giving Jiang Jingyan a chance to refute.
He stood on a hilltop on the outskirts of Zhounan City, with his hands behind his back, overlooking the small courtyard not far away.
Under the continuous rain, the lights appear and disappear.
During the day, it was a high-end club, home to dignitaries and wealthy businessmen, with strict access control. At night, it was Ji Mingyin's hiding place. The house was registered in someone else's name, so if there was any trouble, he could retreat home, lock the door, and everything would be fine.
Ji Mingyin's business is extensive and deep-rooted, and the guild hall contains many secrets of important figures. If anyone wants to take over here, he must be on guard against it through numerous checkpoints.
During the years Jiang Jingyan was in Zhounan, he devoted himself to the army and official business and had no chance to dig here, so he was not aware of it.
The man's figure disappeared into the thick darkness. Hua Mei approached with an umbrella, brushing the raindrops off his shoulders. "It's getting colder."
"Is it arranged?"
"Don't worry."
Yan Baiqing turned sideways and as he left, he turned his head to stare at the mountain below, his eyes filled with unfathomable emotions.
Hua Mei was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Yan..."
He lowered his eyelids, calmly suppressing the struggle and reluctance at that moment.
…
When Chen Qing regained consciousness, he felt a pain all over his body. He wanted to raise his hand, but his wrist bones were cold.
She looked down and found that her hands and feet were chained to the bed.
A familiar scene...
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Ji Mingyin walked in with a glass of wine in hand. "Are you awake? Let me take you back to your childhood."
Chen Qing bit his lower lip and said nothing.
This tying method is an old routine in Qingyou Fuyuan. She used to spend a long time on this bed.
Ji Mingyin slid the back of his hand across her forehead. "If there's a scar left, get it repaired. Those clients don't like blemishes."
"Haven't you learned enough from last time?"
"Teach me a lesson?" He sneered. "With you in my hands, who dares to teach me a lesson? If Jiang Jingyan dares to come, I dare him to go back with you, a broken woman!"
Chen Qing had a splitting headache. The car she was riding in yesterday was overturned, and she must have injured her head.
"It's no use for you to keep me." She took a deep breath, pretending to be calm to confuse him, "I can't help you make money."
Ji Mingyin mainly deals with women, so he naturally understands the deep meaning of this sentence. No matter how big or small the role is that comes to him, they all want a blank sheet of paper, a blank sheet of paper that can be painted and manipulated by anyone.
He licked his teeth and sat down slowly. "It doesn't matter. If I can't make any money, I'll keep it for myself. It's just one more mouth to feed. I can afford it."
Chen Qing suppressed his trembling and tried to persuade him, "Why bother to cause yourself trouble for me? Let me go and you will be free. If you don't let me go, you won't be able to sleep peacefully at night. Someone will always come looking for you."
"Because of you, Boss Mu now sees me as a thorn in his side, waiting for an opportunity to deal with me. Jiang Jingyan is also joining in the fun. With you here, I can at least prevent them from making a move."
"You're asking for trouble!"
He glared at her and raised his hand to slap her.
"Ji Mingyin."
A man's voice suddenly came from outside the half-open door.
Low and shocking.
Chen Qing's ears were buzzing and her vision was not clear. The head injury made her feel nauseous, and the air in her throat was blocked, choking her and making her eyes blur with tears.
In the depths of the white sunlight, there was a tall and straight figure.
She was about to scream when the man stepped over the threshold, his face gloomy against the light.
It’s Yan Baiqing.
Ji Mingyin felt as if he was facing a great enemy and looked outside the room for his bodyguard.
Yan Baiqing brushed off the dust on his trouser legs and said, "Your men are no match for me."
"How dare you barge in?" Ji Mingyin was furious and terrified. "Do you even know where this is?"
Chen Qing blinked and confirmed that there was no one else at the door.
Yan Baiqing noticed her slightly disappointed expression, but he ignored it and reached out to Ji Mingyin, "The key."
"Mr. Yan, please don't meddle in other people's business. I'm not targeting you!"
"Since I'm standing here, I'm in charge."
Ji Mingyin frowned, "I asked for help that day, there was nothing I could do, but now that I'm here, you can't make the decision!"
Yan Baiqing relaxed his watch and said, "Really? It's been an hour since I entered the courtyard. Where is your supporter?"
Three bodyguards rushed in from outside the door, carrying a rosewood armchair and wiping it carefully.
Yan Baiqing sat down calmly, putting on a very poised posture.
Ji Mingyin was unwilling to give up. He fumbled for the button under the table with his backhand, smiling with a dagger hidden in his heart. "You and Jiang Jingyan may be brothers in the same school, but they are not real brothers. Everyone knows that you two are secretly competing with each other. I kidnapped his people, so why did you step forward to do that?"
"You use women to make money, make trouble, and use women to resolve conflicts. Businessmen pay attention to 'cause and effect'. If you act like this, you will be defeated by women sooner or later." Outside the house were the bodyguards of the mansion, surrounding them in layers. Yan Baiqing saw it, and his face was calm.
Ji Mingyin was full of confidence. He straightened his back and said, "When I was making a name for myself, Mr. Yan was still a child. Forget about teaching me how to do business. For the sake of the Yan family, I advise you not to offend others for your junior brother."
He signaled his bodyguard to see the guest off.
Before the leader reached the threshold, Yan Baiqing picked up the erotic shackles at hand and swung them to the right.
The strength of his wrist was beyond the reach of ordinary people. With this swing, the bodyguard was knocked back several meters and fell to the ground, holding his chest and wailing.
Ji Mingyin did not act rashly. He did not know the situation in the front yard and did not know how many people Yan Baiqing had brought in.
The room was dead silent.
Yan Baiqing wiped his hands slowly and said, "If you want to deal with Boss Mu and Jing Yan, you can find other ways. It won't work if you ask Chen Qing."
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