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Chapter 230, Page 229: Randomly chasing girls can get you killed!

In the alley of Tai Kok Tsui, seven or eight men held Wang Guoyu down in a corner and beat him mercilessly. Wang Guoyu was quite strong, but under the attack of seven or eight short men, he had no power to fight back and was beaten until he screamed in pain.

Luo Tianhong walked into the alley, and his thugs quickly made way for him!

"Brother Tianhong!"

Luo Tianhong walked up to Wang Guoyu and sneered.
Do you know why I hit you?

Wang Guoyu looked completely bewildered, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said defiantly:

"Go ahead and kill me if you dare, or I'll call the police as soon as I get out!"

"Damn! You've got guts," Luo Tianhong scoffed.

"You're a womanizer, you deserve to die!"

"But I won't kill you. My boss told me to be kind and approachable!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Guoyu breathed a sigh of relief. After all, this was Tai Kok Tsui, and these short mules wouldn't dare to go too far!

The amiable Luo Tianhong said jokingly:

"Break his legs, and see how he'll pick up girls then!"

What?! Wang Guoyu's eyes widened in fear as he slowly backed away!
Broken legs? Wang Guoyu is a senior executive at HSBC. If both his legs are broken, how will he ever be able to work there again?
Two henchmen raised baseball bats and grinned as they approached Wang Guoyu. After a scream, Wang Guoyu clutched his right leg and rolled around in agony.

The pain of having your bones broken is unbearable for most people.

After seeing Wang Guoyu's miserable state, Luo Tianhong nodded in satisfaction.
"Wang Guoyu, be more careful when you're picking up girls in the future, don't mess with those you don't dare to mess with~"

Luo Tianhong displayed an arrogant and domineering attitude, squatted down, and patted Wang Guoyu's face.

Leading a dozen or so henchmen out of the alley, Luo Tianhong frowned as she looked at Wang Guoyu's Ferrari before leaving.

"What class of car? Does it drive the same car as mine?"

"Smashed!"

At Luo Tianhong's command, more than a dozen burly men rolled up their sleeves, grabbed baseball bats, and began smashing the car. They dented the car body in no time, and within minutes, the Ferrari's exterior was damaged and deformed!

The entire vehicle was overturned and lay upside down on the ground. The surrounding military and police finally arrived.

What are you doing?

When the military and police saw these short mules smashing up luxury cars, they rushed over and shouted at them, and dozens of people immediately scattered!

"Sir, are you alright?"

The military police finally found Wang Guoyu, but he was pale, his face was contorted, and his right foot was abnormally folded over.

Wang Guoyu: "."

Nonsense, do I look like I'm fine?
"Help me! Call an ambulance!"

Wang Guoyu, on the verge of tears, reminded them that these two military police officers clearly weren't very bright, having just graduated from police academy and lacking experience.

Only then did the two military police officers realize what was happening and call for backup using their walkie-talkies.

When Wang Guoyu was carried out of the alley on a stretcher, he saw his beloved car being loaded onto a large truck. Shocked, he fainted from anger.

"Damn it! It's my car~ Ahhh!"

His Ferrari sports car is worth millions, and he hasn't even finished paying off the loan yet, and now it's been vandalized like this?
Meanwhile, Yang Jun arrived at his apartment in Mong Kok.

Zhao Yazhi was cooking in the kitchen when Yang Jun walked in and hugged her from behind, their bodies pressed together.

"Stop messing around! I'm cooking~"

Yang Jun looked at Zhao Yazhi, who was wearing an apron and had a shapely figure, and said with amusement:

"I can't wait any longer, I'm starving!"

Zhao Yazhi blushed, turned off the gas stove, and said irritably:

"To the bedroom! Ah~"

Two hours later, Zhao Yazhi walked out of the kitchen with a flushed face and glared at Yang Jun.

This scoundrel has even corrupted himself!

"Ah Zhi, is there a result in your divorce case now?"

Zhao Yazhi nodded and said with a wry smile:

"I got a villa and custody of my child. Thank you so much!"

Zhao Yazhi was able to obtain so much mainly because Yang Jun caught Huang Dawei cheating. In court, the judge saw Huang Dawei's infidelity, domestic violence, and other misconduct, so he naturally favored Zhao Yazhi.

Yang Jun lifted Zhao Yazhi's chin and teased her:
"You've already repaid me, Azhi!"

When Zhao Yazhi thought of Yang Jun's family, she felt a pang of inferiority. She was now in her second marriage and was not worthy of Yang Jun, the richest man in China. She could only be a woman without a title.
However, she was also reluctant to let Zhao Yazhi leave Yang Jun, so she was very conflicted!
"Don't overthink it. We only live a few decades, so why not just do whatever makes us happy?"

Yang Jun put his arm around Zhao Yazhi's shoulder, offering her his greatest support. This young woman was a different experience for Yang Jun as well.

Zhao Yazhi nodded. "Yes! As long as you're happy, we'll take it one step at a time!"
Yang Jun received a phone call from Ahua.

"Boss, Luo Tianhong has been arrested by the cops. He ordered his henchmen to beat up someone on the street, leaving them disabled!"

What? Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, and was secretly speechless.

"No! Why can't the younger brother do this kind of thing? He's the eldest brother, why would he do it himself like that short mule?"

Luo Tianhong was already the head of Wo Luen Shing, yet he took matters into his own hands? And the police even caught him red-handed.

"Forget it, now's not the time to worry about these things," Yang Jun said to Ahua.
"As long as no one dies, it's fine. Pay for bail. If that doesn't work, find a few Justices of the Peace or members of parliament to vouch for you."

Yang Jun knows many legislators and Justices of the Peace because he is already quite famous in the Legislative Council, and many legislators want to get to know him.

It's quite simple to retrieve one!

When Yang Jun arrived at the West Kowloon headquarters, he met with Chief Superintendent Li Ying, and the two sat down together to drink tea.

"Mr. Yang, you are a rare guest!"

Yang Jun shrugged and joked:
"I don't want to come to the police station for coffee. You West Kowloon Organized Crime and Triad Bureau don't welcome me, yet you're always thinking about me~"

Yang Jun's files were so numerous that they couldn't fit in a single cabinet in the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau's archives. For years, the Bureau had displayed Yang Jun's photo on the most prominent spot on the whiteboard.

"If you police are looking for a photo of me, could you please take one that makes me look handsome, and not just show the background?"

Yang Jun had just passed by the O-Division office and saw his own photo hanging on the top shelf, though the photo was blurry and clearly taken secretly.

Chief Superintendent Li Ying was embarrassed; he didn't want to offend Yang Jun, so he smiled ingratiatingly and said:
"Mr. Yang, I'm so sorry! I will manage my subordinates well."

This Li Ying is Director Li’s confidant. He is the second-in-command at the West Kowloon headquarters, second only to a foreign assistant director. He is a person with great power and influence!

However, a chief superintendent is not enough to command respect from Legislative Council members; their statuses are vastly different.

Luo Tianhong walked out of the interrogation room, looking very relaxed. She came up to Yang Jun, lowered her head, and seemed a little embarrassed.

"Superintendent Li, I'll treat you to dinner next time! I'm off now~"

Yang Jun walked out of the West Kowloon headquarters side by side with Luo Tianhong, and said to Luo Tianhong:
"Are you alright? Did the police torture him?"

Luo Tianhong impatiently lit a cigarette and gave a disdainful smile.

"They wouldn't dare! My boss is a congressman!"

Yang Jun slapped Luo Tianhong on the back of the head and cursed:

"Don't cause me any more trouble. This kind of reckless behavior is a one-time exception!"

"Those gangsters who don't use their brains are no different from airplanes!" Airplane: "."

Thankfully the plane wasn't there, or I would have felt offended.

Yang Jun knew that Luo Tianhong broke Wang Guoyu's leg to stand up for him, and Wang Guoyu immediately called the police!

Having calmed down, he turned to Ahua and said:
"Find a way to shut Wang Guoyu up, and tell him that if he doesn't let this go, it won't just be a matter of one leg!"

Ahua nodded and made an OK sign!
Queen Mary Hospital, Hong Kong.

Wang Guoyu's right leg is in a cast. The doctor told him that although his leg has been saved, he will walk with a limp and will need to rely on tools to walk normally.

In other words, Wang Guoyu became a cripple.

"Ah Yu, you can't afford to offend Luo Tianhong; he's the boss of Wo Luen Shing!"

"Why don't we just let it go and not call the police? You can't fight him."

Despite his friends' earnest advice, Wang Guoyu didn't listen to a word; all he knew was that he was lame.

"Let it go? I've become a cripple, and you're telling me to let it go?"

"I will make sure he goes to jail!"

Wang Guoyu is one of the senior executives at HSBC and has never suffered much injustice. Now that someone has broken his leg, how could he possibly swallow this insult?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get. So what if they're gangsters?
In the eyes of the wealthy, he's nothing more than a short mule that can be manipulated at will.

After calming down, Wang Guoyu sent away all the friends who came to visit him, and then called HSBC to ask for leave.

"Manager Chen, this is Wang Guoyu. I plan to take 10 days off because I am injured and hospitalized."

Wang Guoyu called Manager Chen from the HR department of HSBC. Manager Chen usually held a lower position than Wang Guoyu and needed to curry favor with him.

However, today he acted unusually, gloating as he said:
"Director Wang, you don't need to ask for leave, because you have been fired by the board of directors."

What? Wang Guoyu was stunned, his face filled with shock!
He was fired? How could that be? He was the youngest Chinese executive at HSBC.

"Impossible, Manager Chen, is there a mistake? Whose decision was this?"

HSBC is the largest bank in Hong Kong, and its board of directors is the center of power in Hong Kong, with its directors being either very wealthy or very powerful.

To fire a senior executive of Wang Guoyu's caliber, at least a vice president level would be required!

"Who did you offend? Don't you know? Five Chinese directors pressured Shen Daban to get rid of you, the deputy chief financial officer."

"Come and complete your resignation procedures when you have time, or I can send someone to the hospital to find you."

Manager Chen hung up the phone, leaving only the dial tone.

Wang Guoyu was completely dumbfounded. His proud identity was gone, and the man in his forties had become unemployed without any compensation. How terrible was that?

How could this happen? Where exactly did things go wrong?

By the way, Luo Tianhong said he flirts with girls randomly. Could he be Guan Zhilin's mysterious boyfriend?

Wang Guoyu was staying in a private VIP ward, where he was the only patient—a special privilege reserved for the wealthy.

The ward door opened, and three people in white coats walked in, each carrying an IV drip.

"Change the IV drip~"

Wang Guoyu was startled when he saw the three people in white coats. Weren't nurses the ones who usually came to change the dressings?
"I've never seen you before. Which department do you work in?"

The man in the white coat, wearing a mask, continued working and said calmly to Wang Guoyu:

"Orthopedics."

Wang Guoyu looked at the three doctors in white coats again and noticed a tattoo on the neck of one of them. He was startled; something was wrong!

"How could a doctor have tattoos?" Wang Guoyu roared.

"Help~"

Two people in white coats immediately covered Wang Guoyu's mouth, pressed him firmly onto the hospital bed, and tied his hands and feet.

A doctor in a white coat calmly hung up an IV drip and roughly inserted the needle into Wang Guoyu's arm.

"Ah, what did you inject me with?"

You have a great fear of the unknown. When Wang Guoyu saw the unknown drug being injected into his body through the IV drip, he panicked.

"Don't do anything reckless, this is a hospital!"

Wang Guoyu was on the verge of tears. He had been given an unknown medicine by three fake doctors at the hospital, and his fear had reached its peak.

I'm going to die! My eyelids are getting heavier and heavier. Wang Guoyu is trembling all over, struggling and screaming!
The leader in the white coat remained calm and said coldly:

"This time we're just giving you some IV fluids. If you say anything inappropriate in front of the police, things might not be the same next time!"

The leader glanced coldly at Wang Guoyu, and when he saw that Wang Guoyu's pants were soaked, he revealed a hint of mockery.

He left the ward with two of his men.

Five minutes later, the real doctor finally arrived. After examining the medicine, he comforted Wang Guoyu:

"Mr. Wang, don't be nervous, it really is a bottle of nutrient solution."

"Nobody wants to hurt you. If you're still worried, I can call the police for you!"

The attending physician, accompanied by four or five nurses, stood around Wang Guoyu's bedside, their expressions showing concern.

Wang Guoyu, however, looked nervously at the group of people opposite him, suspecting that there might be bad guys among them. Should he call the police?

"Call the police? We can't call the police!"

Upon hearing that the police had been called, Wang Guoyu immediately shouted excitedly. He had been threatened before and had now witnessed firsthand the other party's methods.

"The police can't protect him 24 hours a day," Wang Guoyu shouted excitedly.

"Get out! All of you, get out!"

Wang Guoyu began to become suspicious and distrustful of everyone around him.

After being ushered out, his attending physician sighed and joked to the nurse beside him:

"Let's consider transferring him to Qingshan Mental Hospital!"

The nurses around him burst into laughter. They had seen it; the man was so scared that he wet his pants, and the room smelled terrible.

Mountaintop villa area.

Yang Jun sat on the sofa watching TV. The TV was showing "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" on Asia Television. The three women were watching with great interest. Jin Yong's martial arts novels were very popular at that time, attracting a lot of people.

TVB loves to film Jin Yong's martial arts dramas. Yang Jun's Asia Television, with its deep pockets, also filmed a version of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". The scenes were very grand, and in order to achieve the desired effect, they even went to the grasslands in mainland China to film.

The realistic effects produced far surpassed those of TVB's studio dramas, once again securing the top spot in Hong Kong's viewership ratings.

Yang Jun leaned back on the sofa, comfortably enjoying JOJO's head massage!
"Boss, it's a transoceanic call from America!"

Oh, it's from America?

Yang Jun was curious; he didn't have many friends in America, so how did he get a phone?
"Hey friend, it's Chris Morgan. You haven't forgotten me, have you?"

Yang Jun then suddenly realized what was going on and said with a smile:

"Mr. Chris, are you planning to come to Hong Kong?"

(End of this chapter)