Chapter 737: The Sui Family of Mount Jing (B)
It was just that why did the Sui Familyâs grand young master come to Song Jiang for his studies during junior high school? This made Yang Ming puzzled. Moreover, in junior high school, Sui Guangqi was nothing like a grand young master.
Although Sui Guangqi had studied for a while in Song Jiang, he didnât know who Bao Sanli was. However, when he caught sight of Bao Sanliâs att.i.tude, he could understand that this guy had some power in Song Jiang, otherwise, he wouldnât be able to summon so many underlings in a short time.
âMount Jingâs Qiming Group is my fatherâs business.â Sui Guangqi came over, reached out and waited to shake hands with Bao Sanli. The necessary pleasantry was still needed to be done. After all, it was his side that first offended others.
âQiming Group?â Bao Sanli snorted. âI seem to have heard of it before, but it has nothing to do with me.â
Sui Guangqi was disrespected in the presence of many people. He wanted to vent his anger but he couldnât. He could only say with an awkward smile, âWe are just a local enterprise. We only focus on the real estate industry and the electronics industry.â
At this time, Yang Ming lowered the window down and poked his head out from it. He shouted to Bao Sanli, âLet them go. I know him, Sui Guangqi. We are junior high school cla.s.smates.â
âOh?â Bao Sanli looked at Sui Guangqi, baffled. However, Yang Ming had spoken. He naturally wouldnât stop them but nodded with a smile at Sui Guangqi. However, he didnât have any kind expression for Sui Yuemin. Bao Sanliâs expression was still very cold. âBrother Yang had spoken up, so I naturally wonât say anything more. But what I want to tell you is that under normal circ.u.mstances, you wouldnât get to drive out of Song Jiang.â
After that, he turned around to the Jinbei van and started it. Yang Ming also had his window up. His impression of Sui Guangqi wasnât great. This person was sly. Yang Ming had regarded Zhou Jiajia as his woman, so he was displeased about Sui Guangqiâs dirty tricks last time.
But apart from this, the two had no deep hatred. Yang Ming wasnât in the mood to argue with him. He also didnât want to say anything more to him.
The van slowly left the scene and the underlings that encircled them scattered. Only Sui Guangqi and Sui Yuemin with their four bodyguards stood on the spot.
âGuangqi, is this person your cla.s.smate? What does his family do?â Sui Yuemin also noticed that Yang Ming sitting in the van was the person whose words dictated the situation.
With an âah,â Sui Guangqi seemed to wake up from the shock. When he was in junior high school, he knew that Yang Ming mingled around the underworld, but he didnât expect Yang Ming to be so developed now. Yang Ming had such an underling.
âYes, he is my junior high school cla.s.smate. His family seems to be average. His parents seem to be workers, but he mingled in the underworld during junior high school.â Sui Guangqi explained.
âIt turned out to be the case. It seems that I met the local leader today.â Sui Yuemin understood the ident.i.ty of Bao Sanli as soon as he heard Sui Guangqi. It seemed that if the leader didnât know Sui Guangqi, today would really have a bad ending.
However, Sui Guangqi didnât think so. He didnât think that Yang Ming was helping him out. From Yang Mingâs indifferent tone and att.i.tude, Sui Guangqi thought that Yang Ming was deliberately acting pretentious because Yang Ming didnât greet him from beginning to end.
Moreover, what Sui Guangqi hated the most was that Yang Ming ruined his matters twice in the resort last time.
Back in the car, Sui Guangqi said to the driver, âUncle Song, help me investigate the information of Song Jiangâs underworld.â
Although Song Jun was only a driver, he also served as the bodyguard of Sui Guangqi and Sui Yuejin. In his early years, Song Jun was also a character from the Mount Jing underworld. The Sui family also had a connection with the underworld of Mount Jing through Song Jun.
âOkay.â Song Jun nodded after listening.
Sui Yuemin listened to his nephewâs words, but his eyes were glaring. The previous incident made him lose face. Although his man was being pretentious at first, in the end, that was still his own man. Before you beat a dog, you have to first find out who was its master, right [1]?
However, Sui Yuemin thought that he had no ability to retaliate, so he could only swallow his displeasure. On the other hand, Sui Guangqi had a different thought. If Sui Guangqi hated someone, he would take unscrupulous means for revenge.
âGuangqi, are you going to find a chance to retaliate in the future?â Sui Yuemin probed.
âRetaliate? Why retaliate?â Sui Guangqi pretended as though he was shocked and said, âOh, you mean why Iâm looking for information on Song Jiangâs underworld? I just simply wanted to look at it. I want to know how well my cla.s.smate mingled in the underworld.â
âOh, is that itâŠâ Sui Yuemin noticed that Sui Guangqi didnât want to say anything because he replied perfunctorily and avoided the topic.
Sui Guanghengâs wifeâs home was in Song Jiang. Although she still worked in Mount Jing, Sui Guangheng still had to receive his bride at her parentâs side following their traditions.
Sui Yuejin could partic.i.p.ate in the wedding, but Sui Yuejin couldnât follow in matters like receiving the bride. However, he sent his ride as the front car to accompany his son, Sui Guangqi.
Sui GuangHeng, who sat in the stretch Lincoln Town Car behind the Rolls Royce also noticed the incident just now, but as the groom, he couldnât just get out of the car. He wanted to ask about the situation, but he could only keep it in his heart.
âBrother Yang, did you know those guys just now?â Bao Sanli asked as he drove.
âMy junior high school cla.s.s monitor â I donât really like this person.â Yang Ming replied casually.
âIf you donât like him, why did you want to help them?â Bao Sanli was baffled.
âItâs just that there was no need to have a conflict with him. I donât like him. It doesnât mean I hate him.â Yang Ming said, âI just met him at a school gathering a while ago. Surface pleasantry still has to be done.â
Bao Sanli nodded and said nothing. When they pa.s.sed by Zhang Dejunâs advertising company, Zhang Dejun got off first. When he left, he a.s.sured Yang Ming and Bao Sanli that he would try his best to deal with the websiteâs matter.
The car parked in the parking lot downstairs in the Huashang Building. Yang Ming said to Bao Sanli, âYou go back first. Donât wait for me. I will go by myself.â
âFine by me. Call me anytime you need me.â Bao Sanli also skipped the pleasantries that he would be waiting for commands here because it wasnât necessary. It would be the most appropriate for to him follow what Yang Ming told him to do.
Yang Ming came to the floor where Sun Jie was located. The receptionist at the door recognized Yang Ming. When Yang Ming came in, she nodded and asked, âMr. Yang, youâre here. Should I help you call Manager Sunâs office phone?â
âDonât bother. I will just head in myself,â said Yang Ming.
The receptionist knew that Yang Ming and Sun Jie had a good personal relations.h.i.+p. The staff in the company also privately spread the news. Yang Ming was the future son-in-law of the Sun Family, so their att.i.tude toward Yang Ming was polite.
In order to please Yang Ming, the receptionist lowered her voice and whispered to Yang Ming, âOver these past two days, there is always a courier that delivered flowers to Manager Sun⊠They were red rosesâŠâ
âOh?â Yang Ming was surprised, then smiled and said to the receptionist, âI got it. Thank you.â
It seemed Sun Jie was still very popular. There are Guo Jianchao and Yun Guangdou before. I have not seen her in recent days, and there come new pursuers.
Yang Ming didnât knock on the door. He directly pushed the door into Sun Jieâs office. He found that Sun Jie was busy writing reports. On the window sill not far away, there was a large vase of roses, apparently, they were the flowers the receptionist mentioned.
When Sun Jie heard that the door of the office was pushed open, she didnât lift her head but said directly, âPut the file on my desk. I will read it later.â
Yang Ming didnât answer. He tiptoed over to Sun Jie, and then he abruptly extended his hands through Sun Jieâs armpits and placed them on the towering side of her chest.
âAh!â Sun Jie exclaimed. She just wanted to reach out and push them away, but as she looked up, she saw Yang Mingâs wicked smile. She frowned. âYou did not make any sound. Trying to scare me?â
Although the tone of the speech was slightly dissatisfied, she didnât push Yang Mingâs hands away. Obviously, she was a bit accustomed to Yang Mingâs actions that were akin to a lover. Perhaps she was helpless.
âI couldnât bear to bother you when I saw you busy with work.â Yang Ming smiled.
âYou canât bear to bother me, but what are your hands doing?â Sun Jie glared at Yang Ming.
âI noticed they are too big. Moreover, you bend over as you work. You must feel that your chest is heavy and uncomfortable, right?â Yang Ming said bluntly, âSo I will help you carry the weight, reduce your burden.â
âNo need.â Sun Jie said with annoyance, but she had to admit that her chest was really too big. Although she was beautiful in her clothes, the amount of attention on the street was high. It was very c.u.mbersome at work. When Sun Jie felt tired, she would sneakily pull out the drawer of her desk and put her chest on the drawer to ease her burden. âWhat are you looking for?â
âLooking for you. Do I really need to have something? Canât I just miss you so I come and visit you?â Yang Ming said so, but he was embarra.s.sed deep down in his heart. Sun Jie seemed to be able to see through his mind. It was no wonder because every time Yang Ming looked for Sun Jie, there seemed to be some matter. There wasnât a time where there was no business involved.
âOf course, you can.â Sun Jie snorted. âIf you have nothing, I will do mine first. We can have lunch together.â
âUghâŠâ Yang Ming felt as though he dug his own grave. When Sun Jie lowered her head and went on working, Yang Ming casually switched to a topic. âThese roses are pretty. Which pursuer sent them to you?â
âYes.â Sun Jie didnât look up and a word came out from her mouth.
âThen why are you putting it on the window sill?â Yang Ming was slightly jealous.
âYou donât send me any. Canât I put what someone else sent?â Sun Jie looked up and raised her eyebrows.
âFine. From tomorrow onwards, I will send you a bunch of flowers every day.â Yang Ming was happy, but he didnât know whether Sun Jieâs words indicated her loosening up her att.i.tude. âSo can you throw these flowers away now?â
âWhy would I throw them away?â Sun Jie looked at Yang Ming as though she was smiling. âAre you jealous?â