Chapter 180: What a calculation?
Zhou Jun came to Jiangcheng to avoid the limelight, but it happened suddenly, and he didn't have time to match the car, and later Zhou Liguo was a driver for free, and Zhou Jun was too lazy to buy another one. Now that he drove Zhou Liguo away, he could only leave the villa area on foot, stop a taxi on the side of the road, and tell the driver to go around casually.
"Little brother, do you want to take you to the bar to have fun? A drunk relieves a thousand sorrows. The driver was an understanding person, and he could see at a glance that Zhou Jun was not happy, and he opened his mouth to mention yƬ.
"Good!" Zhou Jun was indeed very unhappy in his heart, the dignified young master of the Zhou family, how could he have suffered a loss, but in this small Jiangcheng City, he planted two heels in a row, and they were all thanks to one person, this grievance is really difficult to swallow.
Soon Zhou Jun was taken to a bar near the Jiangcheng Hotel, paid for the car, Zhou Jun walked to the door of the bar, did not walk a few steps, but was hit by a staggering drunk.
"Holy! You don't have long eyes when you walk! Zhou Jun was already very unhappy, and when he was hit by someone, he scolded when he opened his mouth.
"No...... Not good...... Meaning...... Think. The drunk man bared his tongue, nodded his head, and apologized vaguely.
"Get out of the way!" Zhou Jun raised his leg with a kick, kicked the drunk away a few steps, and left without looking back.
The drunk man was kicked, but he was not angry, and was still busy apologizing. It wasn't until Zhou Jun entered the bar that the drunk man suddenly straightened up, his eyes were extremely clear, how could he still be half drunk, and left quickly, disappearing into the night.
The father and son of the Chu family were sitting in the Bentley car and were on their way home. The driver is a middle-aged man with a shoehorn head, dressed in a tailored suit, holding the steering wheel, wearing a pair of black gloves, with a calm face, looking straight ahead, manipulating the Bentley and moving forward smoothly. It looks like a competent and elegant driver, but there is a long scar on his face, which is somewhat inconsistent with the driver's identity.
"Son, are you interested in Han Kexin?" Chu Xiong and Chu Xing chatted for a while, and suddenly the topic changed and asked.
"Yes." The relationship between father and son is very good, and Chu Xing will not hide anything.
"That Han Kexin is Councilor Han's daughter, don't play too much, otherwise I may not be able to keep you." Chu Xiong showed a little worry and said.
"Dad, don't worry, I'm measured." Chu Xing had long known Han Kexin's identity, and he didn't feel that it was easy to start, so the first target was Zhu Linlin.
As for Han Kexin, she still has to think about it in the long run, and that Qiu Mengran's background is more powerful than Han Kexin, Chu Xing's plan is to give up for the time being, and when he gets Han Zhu and the two beauties, he will study how to take down Qiu Mengran.
"Yes, that's good." Chu Xiong glanced at Chu Xing dotingly and said. His son's quirks can be said to have arisen because of him, and after seeking a doctor to no avail, Chu Xiong chose to connive, the young master of a rich family, it is not a big deal to play with a few women.
Chu Xing looked at his father with a smile on his face, but there was a bit of sadness in his eyes. When he mentions women, he will think of what happened to his father, and he will inevitably feel a little unhappy in his heart. Chu Xiong mentioned many times that there was no need to dwell on the past, and Chu Xing didn't want his father to remember the past, so he hurriedly twisted his head to the side, so as not to be seen.
"Today, you are deliberately pushing Zhou Jun and Yang Yi to fight, right?" Chu Xiong remembered something and spoke again.
Chu Xing always chose to interject at the most opportune time at that time, and every time he would push things one step further, and then disappear into the crowd. This little trick is actually not clever, but at that time, everyone's attention was on Zhou Yang and the others, and no one cared about Chu Xing at all. But Chu Xiong will definitely pay attention to his son's movements, and he can see some clues at once, but he can't figure out why his son is like this.
"Yes, those two should also be interested in Han Kexin, let them eat dog first, and then toss for a while." Chu Xing nodded and replied.
"Not bad!" Chu Xiong glanced at his son appreciatively, and said, "Don't use this trick frequently, I can see the problem, and others should be able to see it." As for the two of them, it's naturally best if they can continue to fight, and if you can't, don't get involved anymore. ā
In Chu Xiong's opinion, sowing discord is a very useful strategy, and if it is used well, it will naturally reap the benefits of the fisherman. If it is not used well, the drawbacks will appear, and most of them will become the target of public criticism, and the crowd will be provoked to attack it.
Chu Xing's current level is still a little jerky in Chu Xiong's eyes, if he makes a move, he will definitely use other people to provoke things, and he will never risk himself. After all, the Yanjing Zhou family can't afford to offend, and that Yang Yi doesn't seem to be simple, Chu Xiong doesn't want his son to offend these two people at the same time.
"Dad, I understand, don't worry." Chu Xing nodded in agreement. He knew this, otherwise he wouldn't have decided to touch Yang Yi's bottom.
Chu Xiong patted Chu Xing's shoulder, didn't continue to speak, leaned back on the back of the seat, closed his eyes and rested. Although his son doesn't like to read, his brain is quite good, but it's a pity that he is riddled with quirks. Back then, he suffered a big loss from a woman, for fear that his son would be planted on it. But the doctor was helpless against this quirk, and bluntly said that it was up to Chu Xing to overcome it. Chu Xiong had no choice but to connive temporarily, hoping that one day he would suddenly get better, even at the cost of his son's loss, than to take charge of the Chuxiong Group and then make a mistake.
In the Han family's villa, Qiao Yu and Aunt Zhou were cleaning up the mess with three cooks.
Qiu Mengran had already dragged Han Kexin into the room, Yang Yi actually gave such a valuable gift today, he could make a fuss about this matter and tease Han Kexin. Originally, Qiu Mengran wanted to accompany his grandfather more, but he was refused.
Qiu Chen's mind was all on Yang Yi at this time, the father and son of the Han family took Yang Yi to the study, he directly had a thick old face, and wanted to follow him together, but was stopped by Han Yunzhou. Han Yunzhou didn't have Yang Yi's permission, so he didn't dare to let Qiu Chen in, not to mention that Yang Yi seemed to be a little unhappy now, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
Qiu Chen saw that Han Yunzhou refused to agree, and there was no way but to turn around and return to the living room on the first floor, secretly anxious, staring at the door of the study, once the door was opened, he immediately flew forward to ask what was going on.
Han Yunzhou's study has very simple facilities, a mahogany table, a pear blossom wooden chair, a few pots of flowers and plants, and the rest are two rows of bookshelves. There are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, which are all written by famous artists.
Yang Yi frowned slightly and sat on the only wooden chair. Although Han Yunzhou was old, he didn't dare to rely on the old and sell the old, so he grabbed the only seat, stood next to him with a respectful face, and was even more uneasy in his heart. Han Chengfa was busy serving tea and water, and peeked at Yang Yi from time to time, hoping to see some clues.
"Tell me, what are you trying to curry favor with me?" Yang Yi was silent for a while, his face suddenly turned pale, and he spoke.
Before, Yang Yi thought that the father and son of the Han family were grateful to him for curing Han Yunzhou, or that they were shocked that Yang Yi's medical skills were magical, so they had a heart of closeness. Now it seems that it may not be that simple.
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