System: Become stronger from the heartbeat

Looking at Zhou Peng's fingers, he is a young man in his 20s, about 175cm tall, wearing a red T-shirt, wearing a necklace, with a stud earring on each ear. Arrogant, arrogant.

Zhang Yang squinted his eyes, and deeply remembered that person's face in his mind.

Being identified on the spot, Zhu Fei felt insulted, and the expression on his face became ferocious.

He spat at Zhou Peng and tilted his head: "Fuck you, don't be so bb, I just pay for the person I hurt, it's a big deal, Zhou, if you're a fucking man, wait Let's make an appointment with each other!"

After all, Zhu Fei didn't dare to criticize Zhang Yang.

Not to mention the aura shown now, hearing at the party that Zhang Yang is going to spend hundreds of millions a year really makes Zhu Fei a little shy.

What's more, Alex who followed Zhang Yang was also scary!
He had a neat suit, a white shirt, and a black briefcase under his arm.

Young people fight bravely and fight fiercely. Education and losing money are the basic routines, but this is the first time Zhu Fei has seen the other party bring a lawyer.

I'm really a little panicked!
They would never have thought that this person was a personal life assistant in a hotel!

How fresh!

Who has ever seen a personal assistant follow a tenant and handle a fight like a lawyer? !

Of course it is impossible normally, as long as the guests leave the hotel, they usually only provide pick-up service, but Zhang Yang, who stayed for less than 20 days, spent more than 200 yuan, and he will provide it like a master in whichever hotel he changes.

Don't talk about being a lawyer, rolling up your sleeves to help fight may not always be able to do it.

Zhang Yang was not scolded, but Zhou Peng couldn't stand it, so he scolded Zhu Fei on the spot.

"Where do you have the face to say compensation, Zhang Yuanyuan is fine, but if something happens, you can't even pay for your life!"

"Hmph, it's up to you if it's public or private!"

Zhu Fei sneered: "It's just a fight at the public security level. If it's public, it will be detained for a week at most, and if it's private, it will cost 8 to [-] yuan. I can afford it!"

Song Na suddenly pushed open the door and came out, glared at Zhu Fei, and then looked at Zhang Yang undecided.

Zhang Yang waved his hand, signaling not to worry, then helped Song Na to sit on the chair, and looked up at Zhu Fei coldly.

"Money, I don't need you to pay!"

Zhu Fei was taken aback, his expression uncertain.

At this time, Shui Miaomiao was pushed out after stitching. Zhu Fei saw it, and immediately stood up with a young man next to him, hurriedly helped the injured buddy and squeezed inside.

Zhang Yangteng jumped up, one hand at a time, pressing on their shoulders, and then he exerted force.

Zhu Fei and the young man, together with the wounded, sat heavily on the chairs, and the steel chairs immediately made a loud bang.

"Just wait for me, it's not your turn yet!"

"What the hell are you..."

Zhu Fei jumped into a rage, jumping up to pinch Zhang Yang.

Zhou Peng and Shui Miaomiao immediately stood in front of Zhang Yang.

At this time, an emergency doctor came out and scolded on the spot: "You insist on me calling the police, don't you?"

In an instant, several people fell silent.

Then, the emergency doctor turned to look at Zhang Yang, and said kindly: "Mr. Zhang, our director is here!"

Zhu Fei was shocked.

At Er Erlang's age, if he didn't use his parents' relationship, he wouldn't be able to mobilize many resources at all.

And this Zhang Yang, within a few minutes of his arrival, has a director come here? !
Zhang Yang didn't know what Zhu Fei was thinking, but he could feel that the other party was no longer so arrogant.

Pushing Zhu Fei's chest, Zhang Yang said lightly: "Sit down, wait!"

It's not that I don't want to yell, it's just that I have to restrain myself for the time being, what's the matter, I'll talk about it later!
Turning around to greet a middle-aged doctor who came in a hurry, Zhang Yang stretched out his hand from a distance, and his attitude was so respectful and sincere for the first time: "Director Chen, I'm sorry for your trouble!"

"Don't worry, minor surgery!"

Director Chen patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder, and immediately went straight to the operating room.

Zhang Yang sat back on the bench and remained silent.

After falling into complete silence, Zhang Yang suddenly took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Uncle, hey, it's me, Xiaoyang."

"Is the person who went down the well in our family still there? Transfer someone to Hujiang for me."

"Well, the matter of money is easy to talk about. It will be paid twice as much as the standard for going down the well. Don't worry!"

After hanging up the phone, the entire corridor fell into a deathly silence.

Zhu Fei and his buddies looked at each other, Zhu Fei was trembling!
Zhou Peng and his buddies looked at each other, Zhou Peng was trembling!
Then everyone looked at Zhang Yang, trembling, their eyes uncertain.

The boy lowered his head slightly, sat firmly on the chair, crossed his legs, circled his index finger and thumb around each other, thoughtfully.

A full 15 minutes without getting up.

Fifteen minutes later, Director Chen walked out of the operating room, and Zhang Yang quickly got up to meet him.

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry, the stitching is perfect, don't worry!"

call..

Zhang Yang took a deep breath.

"Thank you very much, you have worked hard!"

"It's okay, it should be!"

Director Chen smiled like a spring breeze, five figures in 15 minutes, anyone would laugh!

Soon, Doctor Fang helped Song Na push the stretcher out, and Zhang Yang told Alex: "You help Miss Song take Zhang Yuanyuan to the ward."

Song Na was surprised: "Aren't you going with us?"

Zhang Yang smiled easily: "I still have some things to do." He said and glanced sideways at Zhu Fei who was in a daze.

"Okay, then hurry up," Song Na nervously supported the bed, nodded without thinking too much.

After watching the group go away, Zhang Yang turned his head and looked at Zhu Fei.

"Come on, it's time for us to talk!"

Zhang Yang spoke lightly, returned to the position just now and sat down, still in the previous position, but no longer lowered his head.

The young master raised his head slightly, his eyes moved inch by inch on Zhu Fei's body.

It's like looking at a piece of meat on the chopping board.

Zhu Fei's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't speak easily: "What do you want?"

"sit!"

Zhang Yang smiled and pointed to the bench next to him.

Zhu Fei hesitated a little.

The three buddies next to him glanced at each other, and the injured one, covering his head, slowly moved along the wall to the operating room.

"Am I letting you go?"

Zhang Yang suddenly turned his gaze away, his calm demeanor was not angry and pretentious.

The beauty of the figure and the tranquility of the water are basically bug-level image creation.

We rarely see such people in daily life, but in film and television dramas, we can artificially strengthen a certain image through close-up editing of performances.

And Zhang Yang's current state is like a young version of Vito Don Corleone in The Godfather.

"Zhang, Young Master Zhang..."

The guy with the head injury stopped in his tracks, with a look of weakness on the verge of death, and smiled flatteringly, "I have a headache...can you let me deal with it?"

"sit down."

Vito Yan Ke Lizhang spoke with a pleasant face and creepy words, "It's not easy to talk, a headache is a trivial matter."

Scary!

Everyone is involuntarily excited.