A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

"Then I wish Dongjiang Racing Team a prosperous business." Sitting opposite Chen Yu was Deng Pengfei, the owner of Pengfei Racing Team.

He was the first to speak, breaking the deadlock.

No matter how Director Zhong tried to probe him, Chen Yu remained silent.

Chen Yu doesn't drink alcohol, but he kept urging Secretary Liu and Factory Director Zhong to drink.

But what he said was so irresistible that others with ulterior motives also joined in urging him to drink.

Halfway through their drinks, Secretary Liu and Factory Director Zhong quickly got down to business, otherwise, if they collapsed, it would cause serious problems.

At this moment, Chen Yu got up and went out to use the restroom.

Li Jiaojiao, who was originally staying at home, has arrived at the staff lounge of Fuming Hotel.

"knocking"

Li Jiaojiao opened the door a crack and saw it was him: "Did you get him drunk?"

"Not yet, but soon," Chen Yu squeezed in.

Chen Yu: "I came to keep you company because I was afraid you'd be bored."

Li Jiaojiao sat on the sofa: "Tch, you just complain that the private room is full of smelly men, don't you?"

"It's good that Jiaojiao knows," Chen Yu said, staying close to her.

"Go back quickly, or you'll be in big trouble if they run away." He was sent back by Li Jiaojiao after sitting for only a short while.

Chen Yu kissed her: "Don't worry, you can't run away."

When he returned to the private room, Secretary Liu and Factory Director Zhong started drinking again.

They must have finished negotiating the price, because they drank even more enthusiastically.

Peng An's expression wasn't very good, Chen Yu noticed, he had that same old forced smile.

Secretary Liu looked like he was so drunk he was about to float away.

Does this hotel offer that?

The others didn't understand: "Which one is Secretary Liu referring to?"

Secretary Liu mumbled, "It's just a prostitute, isn't it?"

Factory Director Zhong was drunk but not completely: "Secretary, hiccup...don't...don't make a mistake!"

"What's wrong with having sex with prostitutes?" he shouted nonchalantly.

Factory Director Zhong seemed to have passed out drunk, his eyes closed and he didn't say a word.

Secretary Liu turned his head away: "This is really boring."

Chen Yu curled the corners of his mouth. They say it's not that you're afraid of courting death, it's that you're afraid of putting a noose around your own neck.

"Secretary Liu, I know a place that has it, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied, hahaha!"

Secretary Liu smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay, let's go now."

The fleet owners are all veterans; they know that there are countless places with prostitutes in the provincial capital, but you can count the places without them on one hand.

Fuming Hotel happens to be one of them, and they even crack down on this kind of escort service.

Unfortunately, the protection provided by the hotel's backers allows such attacks, leaving many people angry but unable to speak out.

They got up to leave the private room.

“Secretary Liu, shall I drive you and Director Zhong?” Chen Yu stood up and pulled him.

The others chimed in, "Oh right, Mr. Chen didn't drink."

Secretary Liu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Alright, you're the one."

Not drinking and driving does make you more sober; it seems Chen Yu is at least somewhat sensible.

Director Zhong, who was half-lying down, opened his eyes and then closed them again.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was Chen Yu who delivered it.

Chen Yu drove after them and quickly arrived at the destination, a small, inconspicuous dance hall in the south of the city.

Chen Yu: "Director Zhong, please wait in the car. I'll take Secretary Liu inside first."

"Okay," Factory Director Zhong nodded in agreement.

Chen Yu did not help him up, letting Secretary Liu walk unsteadily.

Factory Director Zhong vaguely saw in the rearview mirror that Chen Yu had a long black strip in his hand.

He muttered to himself, "Why would I bring an umbrella if it's raining?"

Perhaps due to the effects of the alcohol, Director Zhong's eyes became completely glazed over before he could even take a few good looks.

Li Jiaojiao was waiting in a dark alley next to the entrance, carrying a black burlap sack.

"Secretary Liu, the road is just ahead. I won't walk with you any further."

Secretary Liu wasn't quite sober at the moment: "Oh, okay, okay."

As they approached the intersection, Chen Yu kicked Secretary Liu in the back of the knee.

"Ah!" He fell to his knees and was thrown to the ground. Before he could react, a sack was quickly put over his head.

Tuotuo: "Host, just follow the blue marker's attacks. You won't get hurt, but it will hurt a lot."

Li Jiaojiao struck the spots marked by the system, swinging the stick with great force.

It was Shi Tou who brought Li Jiao Jiao here. He was a little worried that his eldest brother might get beaten up like this by his sister-in-law one day.

So...whose side should he take? Maybe...his sister-in-law's...?

The dark alleyway echoed with screams and the sound of clubs being swung, but no one dared to go near it.

Who's so blind to go over there? Aren't they afraid of getting beaten up?

Upon hearing this commotion, Director Zhong, who was sitting in the car, instantly sobered up!

Factory Director Zhong: "Holy crap, someone's been beaten up. That voice sounds so familiar."

"Forget it, he shouldn't go out," Director Zhong said, slowly rolling up the car window.

Then he buried his face down in the car, hiding himself carefully inside. He thought to himself, "Surely no one will get in the car and beat me up?" Why hasn't Chen Yu come back yet?

Secretary Liu shouted from inside the sack, "Hero, spare my life! Hero, spare my life!"

When Li Jiaojiao got tired of hitting him, she gave the stick to Chen Yu.

Stone lowered his voice and said, "Don't you like going out drinking with girls? Then why don't you go be a hostess yourself?"

Secretary Liu asked in a panic, "A man? Is he Liu Xiu's brother? Oh dear, you're still looking for me after all these years? I must have been out of my mind to sleep with your sister. I had no idea Liu Xiu was so fierce, actually jumping into a well. I regret it so much."

Secretary Liu thought about it for a long time in the sack before he remembered this matter.

Stone sneered, "What a scumbag! You'll regret this tonight."

Stone dragged the sack through the back door of the dance hall.

"My brother told me to send him to room 001. Have some fun there."

Dance hall waiter: "Got it, thanks for your hard work, brother."

The guy opposite looked at the sack as if it were something dirty, his expression full of disgust, and he didn't even want to touch it.

The underling found an iron hook, pierced the opening of the sack, and dragged it into the innermost room of the dance hall, a room that only members could enter.

Secretary Liu was terrified. After being released from the sack, he was covered with a hood and gagged with a rope before he could even see his surroundings.

He was being manipulated in despair.

Chen Yu and Li Jiaojiao drove off in another car.

Shi Tou got into Chen Yu's car and drove Director Zhong back.

It's impossible for both of the factory's top leaders to have problems on the same day. Tomorrow, we'll still need Director Zhong to prove his innocence.

Upon hearing the car start, Director Zhong jumped, asking, "Who are you?"

"Stone, Brother Yu asked me to drive the car away, it's not on his way back to the convoy," Stone replied calmly.

Factory Director Zhong was still somewhat wary: "What's Chen Yu's wife's name?"

My sister-in-law's name is Li Qiao.

Factory Director Zhong asked another question: "Where is Chen Yu socializing tonight?"

"Restaurant 4033, Fuming Hotel"

I felt half relieved after hearing his answer.

Half of him was still hanging there, and he couldn't put him down until he got home.

Shi Tou glanced in the rearview mirror: "Director Zhong, did you hear anything just now? When I came in, I heard the sound of a man being hit."

"I hear... but it's like I don't hear anything, yet it's also like I do hear something."

Stone nodded: "Oh, is that so? Maybe I misheard."