Xiao Yulong didn't know that all his actions were seen through by Long Yi, and he said complacently:
"Wait... After Jiang Tiancheng comes, you country bumpkin will know what the upper class of the capital is. It's a circle you will never be able to touch in your lifetime!"
Long Yi looked at the clown in front of him and said calmly, "Mr. Xiao is indeed well-connected. I, Long, will wait and see."
At this time, Chen Qianqian also found something wrong. Mingxuan Pavilion had clearly been transferred to Long Yi's name a long time ago. If Xiao Yulong was really Jiang Tiancheng's friend, how could he not even know this news?
However, Long Yi did not take the initiative to expose it, so Chen Qianqian did not ask any more questions.
When Zhou Xiaoli saw that Xiao Yulong couldn't even take out 100,000 yuan, she thought he was a swindler. She didn't expect that he would turn around and call Jiang Tiancheng over.
You know, a business tycoon like Jiang Tiancheng is unattainable in her eyes. She didn't expect that her future son-in-law is actually a close brother of Jiang Tiancheng.
The corners of her mouth curled up, and she said with great pride: "Xiao Xiao, I didn't expect that you have such a deep friendship with Mr. Jiang. Our Wenwen really didn't make a mistake in choosing him."
Xiao Yulong replied shamelessly, "Of course! To be honest, the land in the Peach Blossom Spring Villa District was entrusted to me by Mr. Jiang. If it weren't for Brother Tie, would he have given me such a good thing?"
"puff."
Long Yi almost spit out the tea he had just taken a sip of. It would be a waste of talent for this kid named Xiao not to receive an Oscar. He could tell lies without blushing. If it weren't for his close relationship with Jiang Tiancheng, he would have been fooled by his superb acting skills.
"Mr. Long, are you trying to make things difficult for me?" Xiao Yulong slammed the table in anger, his voice deafening.
The marble tabletop with delicate patterns instantly cracked, and then it broke into two halves from the middle.
Long Yi said calmly, "Mr. Xiao is indeed not short of money. This top-grade marble tabletop must be worth at least 200,000 yuan. You can smash it just like that."
Xiao Yulong was stunned when he saw the broken table top. He just broke a vase worth 100,000 yuan, and now he broke a marble table worth 200,000 yuan. He really didn't check the almanac before going out today.
However, when I thought that the 200 million yuan that Zhou Xiaoli's family had suffered from being a victim would be deposited into her account soon, I felt a little better.
Bang! The door was kicked open roughly.
A middle-aged man with sunglasses and a wrinkled face walked in swaggeringly, followed by dozens of gangster-like followers.
Xiao Yulong's face lit up, and he walked up to him and said familiarly, "Old Jiang, thank you for your hard work. You even came all this way for me."
Brother Dao was stunned for a moment before he regained his composure. He remembered that Xiao Yulong had asked him to play Jiang Tiancheng in a text message before.
He quickly got into character and said with full energy, "Brother Xiao, how are you? You said before that someone offended you in Mingxuan Pavilion. I want to see who is so presumptuous as to dare to go against my brother on my territory!"
Xiao Yulong pointed at Long Yi who was sitting on the chair and said through gritted teeth, "Old Jiang, it's this bastard who looks down on others."
Brother Dao sneered, walked straight to Long Yi, and shouted angrily: "Damn it, who told you to sit? Stand up, kneel down and apologize to my brother!"
Chen Yaowu saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly stood up to dissuade him, saying, "Mr. Jiang, I want to apologize to you on behalf of Long Yi. Please calm down."
No matter what, Long Yi had done him so many favors, and he had gradually accepted Long Yi as his son-in-law, so he naturally favored Long Yi.
When Long Yi saw Chen Yaowu speaking for him, he felt a warm feeling in his heart. He always thought that Chen Yaowu was snobbish, but he didn't expect that he would stand up and speak for him.
"Old man, who the hell do you think you are? Just talk to me when I tell you to!" Brother Dao became more and more excited as he spoke, spit flying everywhere. The feeling of being superior to others was so great.
Bang!
A crisp slapping sounded in the box, and before anyone could react, four or five powerful slaps were delivered to Brother Dao's face.
Brother Dao instantly flew out like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall of the box with a dull sound.
Zhou Xiaoli squeaked in a gloating voice, "Long Yi, do you want to die? You even dared to hit Mr. Jiang!"
She didn't know that this "Jiang Tiancheng" with a face full of fat was a fake. She just wanted to take revenge on Long Yi from the bottom of her heart. After all, Long Yi had humiliated her family last time.
Dao Ge awkwardly got up from the ground, clutching his swollen cheek in disbelief, and angrily said, "Damn it, you bastard, how dare you hit me?"
He waved his hand towards his men and said viciously, "Don't just stand there! Hold this guy up in the air and I'm going to beat his face to pieces!"
Several younger brothers rushed forward, attacking Long Yi with punches and kicks.
But in Long Yi's opinion, such inferior and low-quality punches and kicks were no different from children playing house.
Several younger brothers were knocked to the ground without even touching the corner of Long Yi's clothes, and there was a sudden wailing in the box.
Brother Dao looked at the scene in surprise. These younger brothers were all good fighters under his command, but they were no match for Long Yi and were knocked to the ground in no time.
The commotion in the box alarmed the lobby manager, who pushed the door open and said:
"We at Mingxuan Pavilion strictly forbid fighting. We've already warned you once, so why are you still doing it? How are you going to compensate for the damage to the private room?"
Xiao Yulong came up with an idea. He was worrying about how to compensate for the broken marble table top. Now he could just throw the dirty water on Long Yi.
He pointed at Long Yi and said, "Manager, we didn't do anything violent. This guy started it all. Not only did he start a quarrel, but he also broke the table and the wall. For such bad behavior, I suggest that he pay ten times the market price as compensation!"
Brother Dao also said with a gloomy face: "Manager, after we leave, you must detain him to the police."
"What's wrong with you..." The manager looked in the direction of Xiao Yulong's finger, and when he saw that the other person was Long Yi, he was so scared that he stuttered.
"Boss, I didn't notice you dining here. It was my negligence." The manager spoke as meekly as a sheep.
Everyone present except Chen Qianqian opened their mouths in surprise.
Quiet! The whole box was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
What's going on? Why is Long Yi the boss of Mingxuan Pavilion? Shouldn't it be "Jiang Tiancheng" who was beaten?
Zhou Xiaoli reminded: "Manager, are you mistaken? Shouldn't the owner of Mingxuan Pavilion be Mr. Jiang who was beaten?"
"Mr. Jiang?" The manager glanced at Brother Dao and replied unhappily, "Mr. Jiang Tiancheng transferred Mingxuan Pavilion to Mr. Long half a month ago. Besides, the person you're referring to isn't Mr. Jiang. I've never met him."
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