"The surname is Yang, they are Lao Tzu's comrades-in-arms in the Wolf Tooth Special Operations Brigade, are they afraid? Kneel on the ground and knock your head, Lao Tzu let you go. Zhao Honggang shouted without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Wolf Tooth Special Operations Brigade!

The shocking title immediately attracted passers-by to stop.

Yang Chen scoffed, Zhao Honggang really treated him as a college student to bluff, he walked over without saying a word, kicked down two fake soldiers without warning, and the thin guy like a hemp pole almost lost his breath.

The fat man wanted to make a move, Yang Chen's eyes were condensed, his sharpness was revealed, his right hand grabbed the collar of the goods, and his left hand buckled the belt that strangled the big belly.

Click!

The windshield shattered, and the fat man fell into the car miserably, so frightened that he forgot the pain.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Chen knocked down three ** who claimed to be masters of the Wolf Tooth Special Operations Brigade, and turned his face to look at the dumbfounded Zhao Honggang and another man in camouflage clothes who was overwhelmed by excessive fright.

"Don't you say you're the king of soldiers? Aren't you yelling to kill me? Come on, what are you doing in a daze, do it! Yang Chen approached Zhao Honggang, not lightly or relapping this face.

Zhao Honggang looked frightened, cowered and retreated, tripped over the parking lot bar, fell to the ground, and most of the onlookers were amused.

Yang Chen condescendingly looked at Zhao Honggang, who looked like a bad seed, smiled with great disdain, and took out the phone to call the 114 Chaxuefu Road Police Station.

At the Xuefu Road Police Station, the director Feng Yu was holding a meeting for the people in the office, and the policewoman who answered Yang Chen's phone recklessly pushed open the door of the conference room and said, "Feng Suo, there is your phone." ”

"Didn't know I was in a meeting?" Director Feng is very powerful.

"The person who called said you knew him, his name was Yang Chen." The policewoman trembled.

Jody?

Director Feng was stunned for a moment, then thought of one person, hurriedly left his seat, went out to answer the phone, returned to the conference room two minutes later, pointed to six or seven people, and said solemnly: "Follow me, there is a case." ”

The person who was pointed out hurriedly got up, thinking that the director personally led the team, what a big case happened, one by one with a solemn face, followed Director Feng, three Santana police cars honked their sirens, and killed Ning Da at a gallop, and the policeman in the same car with Director Feng asked, "Director, homicide?" ”

"It's not a homicide case, the case that Brother Chen confessed to handle, someone pretended to be a soldier to defraud." Director Feng was serious, and the policemen in the same car looked at each other, and slowly figured out who Brother Chen was, and was relieved.

The police appeared, swarmed and handcuffed a few fake soldiers, Yang Chen pulled out a cigarette and handed it to Director Feng, Director Feng was flattered and caught it, seeing that Yang Chen also had a cigarette, he hurriedly took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for Yang Chen first.

"It's all scum, greet them well."

Yang Chen told Director Feng with a cigarette in his mouth, Director Feng nodded vigorously, and at this time, Zhao Hong, who was pushed into a police car, just now knew that he had encountered hard stubble, and his face was like ashes.

The police come fast and go faster.

The front of the main teaching building of Ning University quickly returned to calm, and Shen Yue Xiao Ai, who was secretly hiding, breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the corner, and walked towards Yang Chen.

Shen Yue said seriously: "Thank you for helping Xiao Ai." ”

Yang Chen rubbed his nose lightly and said, "With your Shen beauty's face, can I not help?" ”

Shen Yue smiled and grabbed Yang Chen's arm, got tired of kissing her man's face, suddenly remembered something, patted his head and said, "By the way, there is one more thing, I almost forgot to tell you." ”

"Something more?" Yang Chen smiled bitterly, and said in his heart that there have been a lot of trivial things recently.

Shen Yue said with a smile: "Today is my birthday. ”

Yang Chen was stunned for a moment.

Shen Yue's birthday.

Yang Chen was caught off guard, booked a hotel, booked a KTV private room, ordered a cake, and worked all afternoon, in the evening Yang Chen's Wrangler off-road vehicle and Shen Yue's BMW X6 drove away from Ningda one after another, encountered a traffic jam in the evening rush hour, and arrived at the destination after fifty minutes.

Xiangyu Pavilion.

A restaurant with the same name as Xiaoxiang Building.

Nine people in two cars, or those who went to Sanya to travel, poured into the restaurant under the leadership of Yang Chen, the waiter smiled and led the way, and the group walked through the cloister pavilions, the appearance of the Xiangyu Pavilion was gorgeous and beautiful, just like the inner palace, the decoration inside was also not bad, classical and elegant, hanging the red palace lamp in the private room, the big table and chair murals and small tableware and tea sets are more exquisite, a century-old brand, worthy of the name.

The renovation cost of the restaurant is definitely astronomical in the eyes of the general public.

However, the wool is out of the sheep, and almost all the input expenditures in today's catering industry are passed on to the customers, and selling the environment, selling characteristics, and selling brands has become the mainstream, just as Yang Chen expected, the dishes of Xiangyuge are not cheap, and the ordinary people turn a page of recipes casually, and they must slap the table and stare at this black shop.

Nine people, sixteen hot and cold dishes, one soup, one staple food, the waiter did not blindly suggest more, Yang Chen could stop, asked for a table of dishes, and left most of the table before leaving, and felt that he was superior to others and had face, and the vulgar style of nouveau riche, Yang Chen really couldn't learn it.

Influenced by his parents since he was a child, he couldn't lose a grain of rice when he ate.

How can a true aristocrat see waste as a means of showing off?

The famous family that has lasted for more than 100 years has taught their children to be frugal and harsh to the extent that outsiders can't understand it, so the Rothschild family has gone through three hundred years of glory and is still a powerful existence on the dark side of the world, and the Rockefeller family has been unfailing for six generations, and each generation is without exception a business genius who exerts the utility of money to the limit.

In China, however, there is a sad saying that there are no more than three generations of wealth.

As soon as the children of the Rockefeller family learned to write, they began to record the whereabouts and use value of each pocket money.

The gap is clear at a glance.

Yang Chen is not in charge of the herdsmen's side, and he is not a sage who is still worried about the country and the people in the distance of the rivers and lakes, he has a little feeling on a whim, and he has no intention of delving into these things, all kinds of dishes are on the table, and the authentic northern dishes are as exquisite as Jiangnan cuisine, and they are worth the money, Han Lei, who is not in shape, can't help but move his chopsticks first, taste a few dishes, and praise them.

The century-old store has its own uniqueness.

Tonight's protagonist Shen Yue didn't regard herself as the protagonist at all, poured water for the vegetables for the man next to her, and asked him in a low voice if the dishes he brought were delicious, careful and gentle, she is the pearl of her parents' palms, and she is a delicate girl who is cared for by everyone.

The magic of love is truly wonderful.

A dinner with laughter and laughter.

After the meal, Yang Chen checked out, and the group shifted their positions and killed the cash cabinet KTV, the price of the cash cabinet was moderate, the environment was good, Yang Chen When they arrived, there were already many people waiting in line, but fortunately, the private room was set in advance.

Everyone entered the private room, the waiter didn't have time to serve the fruit plate and drink, Jiang Zhiwen, who was playing music, had already started, and came to the song of Zhou Tianwang, imitating the special singing tone that was indistinct vividly, if Yang Chen didn't look at the lyrics and dialogue on the big screen, five or six out of ten sentences would not know what to sing.

Accustomed to listening to sonorous and bloody military songs, Yang Chen really can't appreciate Jay Chou's songs, but he also admits that Jay Chou's lyrics are written beautifully and have a literary charm.

"Come, boss, let's sing "Brothers" together."

Zhou Huiqiang waited for Han Lei to finish singing, chose a good song, and shouted Yang Chen to sing together, Yang Chen got up happily, and the five people in the 301 dormitory, including Jiang Yao, who had incomplete tones, all opened their voices and sang with emotion.

The gentle wind sounds like an old dream.

It's not that I'm not strong enough, it's that reality is too stiff.

Fish against the current are born with fate.

It's not that I won't bow my head, it's that the tears are stinging.

These five people, belonging to Yang Chen's singing voice is shocking, slightly hoarse and full of vicissitudes, intoxicating, on the sofa, Shen Yue stared at Yang Chen's side face, her eyes were obsessed, and the "wife group" of 301 also applauded collectively.

Han Lei finished singing this song with his urine in his breath, dropped the microphone, and hurried to the bathroom, as a result, something happened, roughly after Han Lei returned from the bathroom, and coincidentally encountered five or six young people who drank high in the corridor, and accidentally touched the arm of one of them.

It was a bit of a big deal.

The person who was touched didn't know which tendon was twitched, and he was furious, ignoring Han Lei's low apology, grabbed Han Lei's hair with both hands, pressed his head down, and raised his foot to kick fiercely.

The companions of this arrogant young man also swarmed around and beat Han Lei, who had no power to fight back.