The only way to make them feel comfortable is to reverse their positions and make Ying Yan the one who admires them.
If Ying Yan didn't continue to be aloof and instead learned to be humble and ingratiating, they wouldn't mind giving him some favors!
The problem is, Ying Yan doesn't know how, which is really infuriating.
They now have the capital to be arrogant, so Curly, who has always been timid and wavering, has finally stood up this time.
The second brother said calmly, "Ninth brother, the fifth brother is right. No matter what happened before, you really need to change your temper. It's only because the brothers don't hold it against you, otherwise you would be in trouble."
"Since you don't want to carry passengers, why don't you switch motorcycles with someone else? Yours has a sidecar, so you can fit one more person."
Ke Meiyu couldn't help but turn to Ying Yan and ask, "Does he mean that if you don't do as he says, he'll make things difficult for you?"
Ying Yan thought for a moment and nodded: "That should be the meaning, but I have big feet and can't wear shoes that are too small."
The two discussed the matter seriously, paying no attention to what outsiders were saying.
The second son was surprised to have his pride slapped, and his expression turned rather unpleasant.
Curly-haired man gritted his teeth: "Ying Yan, are you really not going to compromise even a little?"
Ying Yan leaned back lazily and sneered, "Since you couldn't bring so many people, why did you agree to it? You didn't use your brain or leave yourself any way out. You really haven't changed at all."
Curly-haired man, enraged, leaped forward, catching those nearby off guard. He rushed directly in front of Ying Yan, swinging his fist straight at his face.
Ying Yan stretched out his hand and easily grasped the man's fist. Without much force, the curly-haired man was spun around halfway in place, his body arching like a shrimp in pain.
Curly was filled with hatred and, unusually, did not beg for mercy. He continued to yell, "Ying Yan, you bastard, if you have the guts, kill me!"
"Don't think that just because you know a little kung fu, you can make me act like a grandson and call you 'Grandpa'!"
"Now that you don't have the Qin family's protection, relying on your father—I spit on you—believe me or not, I could make one phone call and he'd pack his bags and get out of Kyoto right away?"
Ying Yan sneered: "Go ahead and hit me, I'd love to."
Curly remembered that Ying Yan had a very bad relationship with his father, otherwise he wouldn't have been living at his maternal grandfather's house in the South Compound.
Based on his understanding of Ying Yan, this person was extremely protective of his own and also held grudges, able to trip up anyone who offended him without anyone noticing.
He had no doubt that Ying Yan wanted his father to be driven out of the capital.
Others stepped forward and said a few words, pulling Curly away.
A row of people blocked Curly Hair's view, and he looked over his shoulder at Ying Yan and the woman in the car whose face was obscured by a helmet. At that moment, the hatred in his heart reached its peak.
He has already followed in his father's footsteps and started participating in several public-private projects, earning a very stable income every month—an amount that would take an ordinary person eight or ten years to earn.
He has the ability to challenge Ying Yan, but he still can't find a single way to deal with Ying Yan.
However, his eyes lingered on Ke Meiyu for a second, and the crazy thoughts in his heart grew stronger.
Although the group had a falling out, they still rode their bikes together to the old Guo Mansion. After all, opportunities to interact with foreign guests were rare, and they might find a chance to climb the social ladder.
As for adding one more person, it's not a difficult thing; three people in one car!
As soon as we drove out of the city, the road suddenly opened up, and the surrounding plants were quite exquisite. However, the road was filled with cars and motorcycles, and we rarely saw ordinary people.
After all, this was the villa area of ancient nobles, with no villages or households around, and beyond that was the emperor's hunting grounds.
After the establishment of New Xia Hua, this place was temporarily sealed off, but was later gradually opened up as a certain activity area.
After parking the car, they walked for nearly half an hour, arriving at the old mansion just in time for noon.
At the entrance stood soldiers holding guns, while inside, tables and chairs were arranged on both sides, and four staff members sat there registering and checking the information of guests attending the charity event.
"Hua Zi, if we had known you were here, the brothers wouldn't have had to go through all that trouble to deal with these things," the third brother with the crew cut said with a smile as he approached one of the men, handing him his letter of introduction and then gesturing as he opened the bag in his hand.
"Hello, comrade," Hua Zi nodded without a smile, took the things, and went through the procedures with his colleagues.
The third brother was a little embarrassed, but he passed through smoothly and then waited for everyone to come.
Ying Yan and Ke Meiyu walked at the back, waiting for him to come forward.
Hua Zi was taken aback for a moment, then stood up happily and saluted excitedly, "Responding to the order!"
Ying Yan glanced at him in surprise, then nodded with a faint smile. "You can still call me Comrade Ying. I haven't been in the military for a long time."
“Then you’re our leader too,” Hua Zi chuckled, looking rather regretful. “If you were still leading us, we would definitely be the best in the country.” He gave a thumbs up.
At that time, Ying Tuan was truly riding high. He had excellent physical fitness, and within a month of joining the army and entering basic training, he had already crushed everyone with his strength. While others were struggling to learn the basics, he had already reorganized into teams with veteran elites from various regiments, undergoing grueling training and carrying out all sorts of high-difficulty missions.
In just one year, Ying Tuan made several leaps from a raw recruit to a battalion commander!
He possessed the mind of a general, the physical prowess of a top soldier, and numerous military achievements; no year could hinder his rapid promotion.
The 20-year-old regimental commander was the first in Xinxiahua to be able to train under him. The soldiers had no resistance whatsoever; on the contrary, they were very happy to be able to train under this legend.
Although it was only six months, the soldiers in their regiment underwent a complete transformation, and even after the regimental commander left, these soldiers all found good futures.
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