Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

In fact, Yang Che was unhappy that Xiao Zhou only came more than a month later, even though he knew that the reason Xiao Zhou couldn't come was because he was a responsible person. But he was still unhappy.

During that period, outdoor promotions and marketing were being done in various places. He really wanted to have someone he knew who could randomly go and see things all over the country. This wasn't because he didn't trust Yu Dong, but because that's how things had to be done.

When Yang Che saw Zhou Liren carrying a backpack and a red striped woven bag in the parking lot, he smiled happily, a genuine smile from the bottom of his heart.

People have come all this way to seek refuge with you; shouldn't that show of trust make you happy?

Therefore, human emotions are indeed complex.

"Little Zhou, haha."

"Mr. Yang."

Compared to their last meeting, Zhou Liren was clearly more reserved.

"Come on, let me introduce you. This is Li Xiangdong, Old Li, our brother."

Thirty-two-year-old Zhou Liren and twenty-six-year-old Li Xiangdong exchanged a glance and instantly reached a tacit understanding.

"Hello, you can just call me Dongzi."

"Hello, Zhou Liren, call me Aren."

Yang Che laughed it off, not taking it seriously, and told them to put their luggage in the car.

Just as he was about to get into the car, Yang Che caught a glimpse of a leg wearing jeans sticking out from the driver's seat of an Audi in the parking space next to him. It was an amazing leg, so thin and long, and it was the middle of winter, wasn't it afraid of freezing to death?

When the owner of the leg got out of the car, it was indeed a girl, in her early twenties, at least 1.75 meters tall, with the same medium-length hair styled back as me, very cool. She was wearing an open brown wool coat over a tight gray sweater, which looked quite bulky. She was carrying a black leather bag and a brown paper document bag.

Yang Che was momentarily lost in thought. It wasn't that the girl had a great figure or was particularly beautiful—well, she certainly had a great figure and was quite pretty—but rather that she exuded a "modern" aura: relaxed yet aloof, proud yet self-assured.

He wondered if this girl was one of his kind, thrown into the wrong time and space by fate.

The girl noticed someone staring at her, raised her chin, and asked indifferently, "What are you looking at?"

They didn't seem to care at all that he was decent-looking and had two companions with him.

Yang Che felt she was more like one of his own, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you know 'My Sassy Girl'?"

The girl glanced at him, silently cursing "2B" at this inexplicable attempt to strike up a conversation, and then continued walking with her long legs, as if afraid of catching his brain-dead attitude.

Yang Che touched his nose. Okay, no.

Li Xiangdong, feeling embarrassed for his boss, coughed lightly and said, "Aren, I heard from Brother Che that you used to drive for film crews." "Yes, I work for a car dealership, and I did drive for film crews quite often."

"oh."

Okay, that's the limit of Li Xiangdong's small talk.

Yang Che chuckled self-deprecatingly, then said, "Get in the car, Xiao Zhou. These next couple of days, you'll spend some time with Lao Li getting familiar with the area and buying some things. Come on, let me treat you to a bath first; you have to wash away the dust before you're welcome."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

Zhou Liren, who had gotten into the passenger seat, gave an awkward smile. Thirteen hours in a hard seat, even in winter, was something only those who had experienced it knew.

While waiting for the red light after exiting the station, Yang Che saw the long-legged girl from before again, walking on the crosswalk across the street. From behind, her legs looked even longer.

After passing through the red light, Yang Che rolled down the car window, but the girl had already disappeared from sight.

As they passed the entrance to a parking lot behind a building, Yang Che suddenly shouted, "Old Li, stop! Has anyone here called for help?"

The car braked suddenly, and the two people in the front row turned around and shook their heads to indicate that they hadn't heard.

Yang Che had already opened the car door and jumped out, without waiting for their response, because he had indeed heard them clearly.

Seeing him like this, the two people in the car exchanged a glance and naturally pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Do you have a flashlight?

"It's in the storage box in front of you."

When Zhou Liren took out his flashlight, Li Xiangdong had already moved to the side, and then the two quickly got out of the car.

Yang Che had already entered the parking lot, which was still under construction.

Hearing the sound of two people running behind him, Yang Che turned around and shushed them. Then he pointed to the ground that was still illuminated by the streetlights, where messy footprints and two long marks could be clearly seen.

Li Xiangdong's pupils shrank immediately. These were clearly drag marks. He immediately reached out and grabbed Yang Che, saying in a low but rapid voice, "Brother Che, I'm going to call the police."

Zhou Liren chimed in, "I'll go with you... I served in the army."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiangdong immediately felt a sense of warmth, and his smile became genuine: "Let's go."

Feeling ignored, Yang Che had no objection and simply said, "Be careful."

The two nodded, and then, feeling their way in the dark, they quietly walked deeper into the area.

Yang Che took out his phone and dialed 110, then ran out to check the building's name.

"I was driving past the underground parking lot on the north side of the Lianfa Building near Beijing West Railway Station when I heard a woman shouting for help. After getting out of the car, I found four or five messy footprints and drag marks on the ground. My two former military colleagues have already gone there following the sound. Please dispatch the police immediately."

The operator hesitated for half a second before quickly replying, "Understood. Please be careful, you and your colleague. The police officers from the West Station will be there soon."

Yang Che hung up the phone and turned to go into the underground parking garage. His hands were trembling slightly, not from fear, but from excitement—an excitement that was sending his adrenaline soaring.

Once down to the basement, there were dim lights, so there was no need to fumble in the dark. Yang Che heard a sound coming from the entrance to the second basement level not far away, so he ran over.

He hadn't even considered that his eyesight and hearing had become so good.

When he caught up with the two people in front of him, he heard a girl crying and pleading from the northeast corner, along with the shouts of at least two middle-aged men, the sound of slaps, and the sound of metal falling to the ground.

The three exchanged glances, said nothing, and tacitly bent down and ran over.

In less than ten seconds, the three of them had run up to them.

The girl was already pinned to a half-meter-high rough cement slab, but instead of crying out, she pleaded urgently, "Don't touch me! I'll give you money, I'll find you prostitutes! Let me go, I'll give you money..."

Between their legs stood a middle-aged man who had taken off his pants but was still wearing his underwear, leering, "We're going to fuck you. After we're done, your money is still ours, isn't it?"

There were also two middle-aged men on either side, probably complaining that the parking lot lights weren't bright enough. Each of them was carrying a flashlight, and judging from their clothes, they were construction workers.

Upon hearing the noise, they instinctively shone their flashlights over and saw two extremely fast figures already approaching.