Chapter 28: Hitting Jiang Le's Face
In the top-floor office of the Tiannan City Martial Arts Alliance Building, Jiang Le watched the scene on TV showing Wang Yao being surrounded, his face turning pale and blue.
He also didn't expect that the boy who looked so immature at the beginning has now become a martial god, an existence that he cannot afford to offend and has to look up to.
"Alas, the world is unfair and it allows this young man to succeed. Fortunately, we didn't fall out. I can only bite the bullet and smile at him." Jiang Le pinched the cigarette in his mouth and pressed it into the ashtray filled with cigarette butts.
Just as Jiang Le was preparing to welcome him with great fanfare and setting up a red carpet with flowers in front of the martial arts building, Wang Yao had already quietly returned to a private villa.
He has no place to spend his contribution points now, so it would be more peaceful to move to a house where no one would disturb him.
"What do you think? I have good taste, right? I spent a long time selecting these according to your taste." Zhong Xue asked proudly as she watched Wang Yao looking around the furnishings in the room.
The simple and elegant style and the furniture that was simple yet profound made Wang Yao nod with satisfaction: "Not bad, you are becoming more and more competent. I think you will be able to stand on your own in the future."
Wang Yao lay on the comfortable and soft big bed and didn't want to move. He was indeed a little tired during this period, like a diligent old ox putting out fires everywhere.
Seeing Wang Yao's defenseless side, Zhong Xue said with some heartache: "It's not easy to be a Martial God. You look so exhausted."
Wang Yao turned over and lay down again, without turning his head, he said: "Well, it is a little bit, so I need to meditate for a few days. Don't let anyone disturb me during this time."
"Huff, huff..." After a few seconds, Wang Yao started snoring.
Zhong Xue on the side shook her head helplessly, carefully helped Wang Yao take off his shoes, and then covered him with a quilt.
Zhong Xue turned around and walked out, stomping her feet fiercely. She still had a lot to say.
However, less than half an hour later, Zhong Xue came into the room again with a connected cell phone, and she looked a little overwhelmed.
"Give it to me. Whose call makes you have to answer it?" Although Wang Yao fell asleep, it didn't mean that he had lost his basic vigilance. He noticed Zhong Xue as soon as she entered the room.
Zhong Xue stammered, handed over the phone, and said, "I don't know either. That person got my number from somewhere and insisted that his father saw you back and wanted to see you one last time."
When Wang Yao heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he took the phone.
"Hello, hello, I'm Chen Dong."
A choked voice rang out, "Hello, Chen Wushen. I'm the son of Old Ma from the Ma Family Martial Arts School. I don't have permission to call your phone number, but my father is seriously ill and wants to see you."
Wang Yao was silent for a few seconds, a bit dazed, until the voice on the other end rang out again: "Hello? Hello, are you still there? We're in Intensive Care Unit 5 of the First Hospital."
Wang Yao replied in a low voice: "Okay, I understand. I'll be right there."
What's going on? Why do you suddenly feel sad? Chen Dong, is this your instinctive reaction?
Wang Yao suddenly felt like he had lost a loved one. That was right, after all, Lao Ma treated Chen Dong the best after his parents died.
"Hurry, let's go to the First Hospital!" Wang Yao put on his shoes while asking Zhong Xue to drive.
Just after leaving the villa area, a convoy blocked Wang Yao's way. Jiang Le got out of the first car, followed by various tabloid reporters.
Wang Yao suppressed his anxiety and looked to see what Jiang Le was going to do. He could also find him here.
Jiang Le walked up to Wang Yao's car with an exaggerated smile on his face, and said with a bow, "Chen Wushen, it was so hard for me to find you. If I wasn't so familiar with Tiannan, I really wouldn't be able to meet you."
Wang Yao saw a bunch of reporters filming them crazily and knew what this person was planning. Should he force a reconciliation?
It turned out that Jiang Le thought that Wang Yao didn't go to the martial arts building because he was tired of Wang Yao and had not forgiven him for his previous little behavior, so he simply gave up and called a bunch of media to create a harmonious appearance in front of the media.
This way, even if Wang Yao wants to take action against him in the future, he will have to consider public opinion. Is this how you, Chen Wushen, treat your old boss?
Of course, Wang Yao wouldn't do what he wanted, and he started to retort, "I'm working so hard for humanity out there, and when I get home I just want to rest in peace. Why are you investigating my residence and blocking my car?"
Jiang Le didn't expect Wang Yao to ignore the official harmony and directly tear his face apart. He could only force a smile and explain: "Isn't this so that the people of my hometown can see you first? It's also for your own good."
Hearing this, Wang Yao wanted to vomit. His face turned serious and he said seriously, "Councilor Jiang, please don't violate your identity as a warrior. You have lost the moral character that a warrior should have.
Excuse me, how long has it been since you participated in a Level 2 cleanup mission? And for your own selfish gain, you stopped me from visiting a seriously ill relative. You deserve to die!
Wang Yao waved his hand casually, and a huge force broke through the air, knocking Jiang Le away and knocking him heavily to the ground.
Jiang Le's face turned pale instantly, and his smile disappeared. He just kept saying, "You slander me, you slander me."
The reporters around were like cats smelling fish, and they all crowded forward.
"Chen Wushen, is what you said true?"
"Martial God, Martial God, which relative of yours is seriously ill? According to official information, you have no living relatives."
"Councilor Jiang, do you have anything to say about what Chen Wushen said?"
Wang Yao was bombarded with questions, but he didn't bother to answer them. He just closed the car window and let Zhong Xue leave via a small path.
The powerful acceleration performance of the luxury car made it impossible for the reporters to catch up, leaving only the other person involved, Councillor Jiang Le, who was surrounded and questioned.
Zhong Xue used her driving skills to drive a long distance, leaving the car behind so far behind that the car could not see its taillights.
"How is it? I have practiced specially since I became your assistant. Don't look so gloomy. It's not worth worrying about such a person, although it is indeed a bit disgusting." Zhong Xue comforted Wang Yao when she saw that his face was not good.
Wang Yao shook his head and replied, "I wouldn't take this kind of person seriously unless he bumped into me. I'm worried about Lao Ma. He and I are close friends, regardless of age. I didn't expect that."
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became depressing, and Zhong Xue didn't know how to comfort him. After all, she knew nothing about Wang Yao's past.
Her understanding of Wang Yao's past was similar to the official information, after all, Wang Yao had never told her.
More than ten minutes later, they finally arrived at the First Hospital in the city center. Wang Yao was still wrapped tightly for fear of being recognized by others.
Zhong Xue stepped forward and showed her credentials as a first-level secretary of the Human Council, asking the nurse to immediately take them to the VIP intensive care unit, which was inaccessible to ordinary people.
Standing in front of Ward No. 5, Wang Yao's hands were shaking a little. Although he did not experience those years with Chen Dong, he benefited a lot from Lao Ma's teachings during that time.
When I opened the door, I saw a skinny old man lying on the hospital bed with a respirator, and a man wearing a high-end suit but with a haggard face was guarding the bed.
Wang Yao came in, and the man naturally saw him. He came over and shook his hand, saying gratefully, "Chen Wushen, thank you for coming. My father is dying.
He has always wanted to see you, and when he heard the news that you returned to Tiannan, he missed you even more."
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