"Don't just praise me; learn to apply what you've learned to other situations and reflect on your studies."
"Slap, slap."
Under Zhu Yong's intensely admiring gaze, Lin Sen smiled and patted Zhu Yong on the shoulder: "Song Qiang is the factory director's son, and you are also the factory director's son."
"Therefore, you should be able to understand and guess his thoughts and actions more easily than I do."
"Remember this, in the future, when you encounter problems, you must use your brain more."
"Don't just think about fighting and killing."
"We live in a society governed by the rule of law, and you are an adult, not a child anymore."
"When children quarrel, they are prone to hitting each other in a fit of anger. But can adults really act so recklessly and impulsively, resorting to violence?"
"That kind of person is useless! A fool!"
"Remember, never think only about hitting people, but think about how to resolve things without hitting people."
"And we are all civilized people, so we should try not to resort to violence if possible."
"After all, if you get into a fight and injure someone, you have to pay compensation and you can be detained and go to jail."
"But if someone else hurts you, you are the one who suffers the tragic pain of being injured."
Lin Sen sneered and shrugged slightly: "On the contrary, like now, we don't have to do anything. Let that bastard Song Qiang get a severe beating from his father in public."
"Isn't that even more interesting?"
Lin Sen smiled and looked at Song Qiang: "Wouldn't that be even more enjoyable and satisfying!?"
"hiss."
"Gulp."
Upon hearing Lin Sen's words, Song Qiang gasped in shock, utterly astonished by Lin Sen's thoughts and plans.
"Lin Sen, you're so smart! I've really learned something!"
"Don't worry, Brother Sen, I will definitely use my brain more in the future."
"Smack."
Zhu Yong slapped his forehead heavily with a sigh: "I would never act impulsively, only thinking about fighting and killing!"
"Okay, I understand."
Lin Sen smiled and nodded slightly, then crossed his arms, closed his eyes, and waited with a playful expression.
Get ready to see Song Qiang get a brutal beating from Factory Director Song in public!
...
Inside the hotel room at this moment.
"Brother Qiang, breakfast is ready."
The short-haired henchman, with a smile on his face, carried the soy milk, fried dough sticks, and tea eggs he had bought into the hotel room, looking at Song Qiang who had just woken up.
"Um."
"eat!"
Song Qiang picked up a tea egg, took a bite, and asked, "Nothing happened outside today, right?"
"Those two bastards from yesterday at the nightclub, did they try to back out and run away with the money?"
"No, no."
The crew-cut henchman immediately replied respectfully, "Brother Qiang, don't worry, I've been keeping an eye on things, there's absolutely no problem."
"Those two bastards haven't gone back to the nightclub since they left last night."
"very good."
Song Qiang smiled and nodded slightly.
"Brother Qiang, aren't you going out to play during the day?" the crew-cut henchman muttered. "What's the point of lying in this room all day?"
"How about we go to the arcade or try fishing?"
"Go to hell!"
Song Qiang glared fiercely at the crew-cut henchman: "Stop talking nonsense. Remember this, I'm not going anywhere today!"
"Because Lao Tzu knew very well that going out would be dangerous and would easily lead to impulsive arguments with others."
"So my choice is to stay indoors."
Song Qiang sneered: "Ten thousand yuan? Nothing is more important than winning this money!"
"Brother Qiang, I have a concern."
After Song Qiang finished speaking, the short-haired follower looked at Song Qiang with a worried expression.
"What?"
Song Qiang glanced at the crew-cut follower with suspicion: "Stop dawdling, just say what you have to say, or shut up!"
"Brother Qiang, my thought is, what if those two bastards know we're going to win, and then sneak away and don't honor their bet?"
"What if they ran away?"
The crew-cut henchman looked at Song Qiang with great concern: "Even if we win, it won't make a difference."
"You idiot, why isn't it working?"
Song Qiang scoffed dismissively: "Didn't they deposit a full three thousand yuan at the nightclub?"
"Even if they ran away, we won't be able to find them."
"But is this three thousand yuan counterfeit?"
Song Qiang crossed his arms, looking proud: "Even if things don't go well, we can still get three thousand yuan!"
"I'll make the nightclub pay me back then."
"Here's a two hundred yuan kickback!"
Song Qiang smiled and said, "With the money, you can play with whomever you want, and do so comfortably!"
"hiss!"
"Gulp."
"Okay, okay!"
Upon hearing that even if things didn't go well, he would still receive a kickback of two hundred yuan, Song Qiang's eyes immediately lit up with excitement and joy: "Brother Qiang, I'll do whatever you say!"
"Um."
Song Qiang snorted coldly and nodded slightly, his face full of confidence.
He's definitely going to win this bet!
"Knock knock knock".
"Knock knock".
Just as Song Qiang was comfortably eating breakfast, fantasizing about winning the bet and then being able to thoroughly and enjoy the top courtesan Xiao Yan at the nightclub,
A knock suddenly sounded at the door!
Who is it?
Song Qiang asked, clearly annoyed.
"Xiaoqiang, it's me!"
The female assistant's voice came from outside.
"Sister Gao."
Upon hearing the female assistant's voice, Song Qiang immediately stood up suspiciously, opened the door, and looked at the female assistant: "Sister Gao, how did you know I was here?"
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