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Chapter 47 The fox pretends to be the tiger's power
Upon hearing that the guy at the door was the bar owner, Wu Yuchen roughly knew what kind of person he was—definitely involved in shady dealings, no doubt about it. The guy with him when he came in earlier looked like a thug.

These days, thugs aren't like the kind of people who argue in the street for ages but don't dare to actually fight, like twenty years from now. They're pretty wild, and they're really willing to go to war.

Moreover, how could a middle-aged man with some money give up like a teenager or a young man in his twenties just because he's a handsome guy?
Wu Yuchen shook his head and said, "Sister Ranran, this matter is not as simple as you think."

"Ok?"

Wu Yuchen then spoke a few words to Li Xiaoran, which made her frown and look worried.

"What should we do then? We can't just let him follow me around forever!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yuchen shook his head and said:
"Hey sis, you shouldn't have called me at this time. Do you know who you should have called?"

"Who is it?" Li Xiaoran asked curiously.

"Find your dad! He'll definitely kill that guy at the door!"

"Get lost! I'm a grown man, how could I let my dad know about this? Have you no shame!"

Li Xiaoran patted Wu Yuchen's arm and said irritably.

Wu Yuchen sighed inwardly. These days, attitudes are nothing like they were 20 years ago, when relying on one's father or family was considered natural and something to be proud of. Now, many people feel that once they're adults, they have to rely on themselves, and that relying on their family is shameful.

Of course, social situations are very different, so we cannot judge right or wrong.

However, Wu Yuchen felt that the best solution for Li Xiaoran at the moment was to call her father over.

She grew up in the Air Force compound, and only officers of deputy commander rank or above could live there. Her father was a pilot, and having lived there for so long, he couldn't possibly be a low-ranking officer.

Since the man outside owns a bar, he's not some carefree hoodlum. These middle-aged men might be much more difficult to deal with than younger ones, but they understand the rules of society and know who to mess with and who to avoid. If Li Xiaoran's father comes, a conversation between adults will likely be helpful.

But judging from Li Xiaoran's reaction, Wu Yuchen clearly wasn't considering his suggestion at all.

"So what do you want to do?"

"So what if I let him come along? I don't believe he can do anything to me!" Li Xiaoran said, crossing her arms and whining.

Wu Yuchen sighed. "If you don't reveal your identity, they might really dare to do something to you."

Wu Yuchen took a step forward and gave Li Xiaoran a meaningful look:

"Let's go."

Where are you going?

"I'll be your shield!"

"Huh? Didn't you say it was useless?" Li Xiaoran asked in confusion.

"Just because I can't stop it doesn't mean others can't."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Let's have a friendly chat. Just don't interrupt later." Wu Yuchen smiled and started to walk out.

"Wait!" After saying that, Li Xiaoran ran over and hugged Wu Yuchen's arm tightly with both hands, appearing very affectionate.

"Now that's settled, let's go!" Li Xiaoran had always been a bit wild and not afraid of trouble, and now she found it quite interesting and wanted to see how Wu Yuchen would communicate.

Wu Yuchen glanced at Li Xiaoran. He knew before that his sister Ranran had a great figure, but now, through the soft feeling of her arms being wrapped around him, he gained a deeper understanding of Li Xiaoran's figure.

If Jiang Qinqin is a light bulb, then Li Xiaoran is undoubtedly the bright light at the front of the car.

The middle-aged man in black standing at the door was frowning in thought. Li Xiaoran had told him earlier that she had a boyfriend and would be coming over soon. Was he the young man who had just gone in? He was quite good-looking, but what good was that? He could easily scare him away.

The middle-aged man's brows had just relaxed when the door opened, and the young man from before came out, with Li Xiaoran still tightly hugging him, proving that his guess was correct.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man stood up immediately, and his henchmen also came over, their faces instantly turning fierce.

Wu Yuchen stopped two steps away from him, and with a smile, took the initiative to speak:

"Mr. Lu, right? I heard you've always been a fan of Xiao Ran's, so I came out of the army today specifically to chat with you." The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, and then he asked, "Are you a soldier?"

Wu Yuchen did not answer his question directly, but said:

"My name is Zhou Wenbing, I'm from the Lu Xun compound, you can ask around. Xiao Ran is from the Kong Xun compound. I'm just saying this for no other reason..."

Then Wu Yuchen revealed a playful smile, took another step forward, and stood face to face with the middle-aged man:
"I just wanted to remind Mr. Lu that he shouldn't be thinking about things he shouldn't be thinking about."

"You son of a bitch..." Just as the henchman next to him was about to unleash a torrent of profanities and step forward to vent his anger for his boss, he reached out and stopped the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man remained calm and didn't speak. He just stared at Wu Yuchen, noticing the contempt in the other man's smiling eyes, which made him very uncomfortable.

After a moment, the middle-aged man nodded: "Zhou Wenbing, I've got it."

Wu Yuchen smiled, reached out and patted his shoulder, then gently pinched the buttons on his trench coat collar with his fingers:

"It's getting cold, and I think Mr. Lu isn't feeling too well. He'd better stay at your bar, so you won't be surprised if something happens there one day."

Although Wu Yuchen's tone was gentle, his behavior was undeniably arrogant, showing no regard for the middle-aged man before him. After speaking, he released his hand, a smirk playing on his lips, and led Li Xiaoran out.

"Boss, should we take him down?" the henchman asked directly.

"Follow them." The middle-aged man was clearly not intimidated by empty words, and after saying that, he also walked out.

Once outside, after seeing Wu Yuchen put his arm around Li Xiaoran and get into a taxi, he told his underlings to step on the gas and follow them.

After a while, following the taxi, they stopped somewhere on Fuxing Road. Across the street, a large screen wall at the entrance of the compound read "Go all out to annihilate the invading enemy." There were soldiers standing guard on both sides, clearly indicating that it was the Kongjun Compound.

After getting off the car, Wu Yuchen put his arm around Li Xiaoran and walked inside, even saluting the soldiers standing guard at the entrance.

The middle-aged man's face was not very good. He hadn't expected that the other party really was from the military compound, and that outsiders like him couldn't get in.

He thought about it and was still a little unwilling. Then he pulled out a brick-sized mobile phone from a black bag and made several calls. Finally, he found someone from the compound he knew who had come to their bar. He asked directly:

Do you know someone named Zhou Wenbing from the Lu Xun compound?

"I know, did you offend him?"

"No, no, I just wanted to find out about his background."

"He used to be the king of the kids in the neighborhood, a real troublemaker. Then he joined the army. Don't mess with him. His dad is a bit of a jerk."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man silently put down his mobile phone, his last remaining desire for revenge vanishing.

He's just a gangster, afraid even of the police, let alone the military. And now he's run into someone with this kind of background—how can he possibly mess with him? One day a whole truckload of soldiers might come down and smash up his bar, and he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

He then laughed self-deprecatingly, no wonder people looked down on him.

"Brother, should I go and ask around again? Who knows if what he's saying is true or false?" the henchman in the driver's seat asked.

The middle-aged man waved his hand listlessly. "Even if it's not Zhou Wenbing, so what? It could be Niu Wenbing or Ma Wenbing. These guys who grew up in the military compound are not to be trifled with. They're very united. If you mess with one, you might bring out a whole bunch of others. You can't fight the older ones, and you might end up losing yourself. It's not worth it."

And that Li Xiaoran, I thought she was just an ordinary girl from the alleyways. If you're from a high-class family, why didn't you say so months ago? What a waste of his feelings!

"Let's go."

"Brother, where are we going?"

"Singing and dancing troupe".

Upon returning to the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe, the middle-aged man went straight to the manager: "Geneva, refund my money!"

His feelings were wasted, but he has to get back all the money he spent on flower baskets for the dance troupe over the past six months!

After being deleted and edited countless times, it finally got published. I'm so frustrated...

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