Rebirth of the Celebrity Business Woman

Just as Tang Jingyun's anger pressure in Hou Hanlin's heart was reduced, the door of their room was suddenly kicked open.

This is the second time I have encountered such a situation today. Hou Hanlin raised his head, and when he saw the man who looked like a thug at the door, he couldn't help but frowned and stared at the door.

Many big guys walked into the door, still lined up, the boss of the show. Not only Hou Hanlin, but the group of people that Hou Hanlin had brought frowned upon seeing this. Who on earth is so unruly? It's okay to find them here!

I saw a man with a greasy face came in. The person who came in was not too bad, but the temperament was a bit poor, with his chest and back, a pair of eyeballs always looked a little wretched when looking at people. The hair is pulled up with hairspray, and the comb is shiny. What's even more ridiculous is that there are several bruises on that face at this time, which looks extraordinarily funny.

As soon as this person walked in, he looked at Hou Hanlin arrogantly, twitching his lips, showing disdain, "Oh, isn't this Hou Shao, the first son of the Shanghai stock market?"

When he mentioned Hou Shao, there was not much respect in his tone, and it was more of a mockery. Someone who didn’t know thought he was the young master of the chief official’s family. Look at how small the show is. Nowhere to go!

Hou Hanlin also recognized the person at this time and twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, "It turned out to be Young Master Wei Jiabiao, I don't know what is the cause for coming to me?" Then, he pointed to the thug-like men around him. , "Master Wei Biao, what do these people do?"

This Wei Wei Hou Hanlin is still a bit impressed. The son of Deputy Secretary Wei’s sister has never done good things since he was young. , Can only knock down the teeth and the blood swallow, but it has even further increased Wei Wei's arrogant arrogance.

However, many people know Wei Wei’s taboo. He hates how people call him "Young Master". This makes him feel that he has a farther relationship with the Wei family. Therefore, many people are familiar with calling him "Wei Er". "Master", but today, Hou Hanlin took a bite of Master Wei Biao, and Wei Wei was particularly upset when he listened to it.

"Kang Dang!"

Wei Wei, who was unhappy, kicked a chair by his feet fiercely, "What are you here for? Isn't that necessary? You Hou Hanlin is so bold that you dare to let the group of people around you beat me! Impatient to live!" He pointed to his face, "Look at the wound on my face. My mother didn't want to hit me once. How old are you? Who beat me? I want to beat back one by one!"

Hou Hanlin coldly looked at Wei Wei, who was playing prestige in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and coldly spit out the words, "It's still light to beat you! Didn't your parents teach you to respect others when you went out?" Look at your accent, it's really a shame that we have a brother like you in the Shanghai Stock Exchange!"

Standing behind Hou Hanlin, Tang Jingyun put the weight on the shoulders of the soldiers a little heavier, blocking his movements, and shook her head quietly.

Wei Wei had nothing to do with Hou Hanlin, but he was able to deal with the army's family.

"My surname is Hou, I'll ask you again, can you hand over those who beat me today?" Wei Wei's gaze rolled in the room, and when he saw Yang Wenshan's pale beautiful face, he smiled, his eyes purring. Turning around, "By the way, I will pay this little beauty to me so that my brother will be happy and happy, so I don't care about it!"

Hou Hanlin looked at Wei Wei as if looking at a neurosis. Who on earth gave Wei Wei such an illusion? Their Wei family's position as the number one in the Shanghai stock market is very stable? Didn't anyone tell him that the Wei family itself had slightly lost in this game, so that the other factions had a chance to fight back?

"I, Hou Hanlin, will also release the words today! Two words, don't think about it!!" Hou Hanlin sneered, fighting each other without giving up. This is about his father's reputation in the Shanghai stock market. How could he back down?

Wei Wei spit heavily, "Toast, not eat or drink fine wine, come here, give me a fight!"

The thug-like big guys Wei Wei had brought forward all of a sudden, and Hou Hanlin frowned fiercely. Although he had learned some self-defense, he certainly had no chance of winning against these people.

Tang Jingyun squinted and sneered, unconsciously licking her lips, and then picked up the wine bottle on the table. It was a bottle that hit the foot of the man in front of Hou Hanlin, and the splashed glass shards cut open on the man's body. Several small openings.

She quickly deceived herself, kicked away the big guy on Hou Hanlin's left side, pulled Hou Hanlin back, then lowered her voice in Hou Hanlin's ear, and snarled, "Call your father."

"But..." Hou Hanlin frowned. Their second generation has the rules of the second generation circle. They play this outside, and they rarely let the elders of the family come forward. Otherwise, they will let their parents know all the little things. What else? What's more, he couldn't imagine what his father, who had always been quite strict with him, would look like when he knew that his son, who was always proud of him, was fighting outside, and he went home to ask for help. ?

He silently felt that some legs hurt, and he would really be broken his legs!

"Call your father! He will definitely not blame you, but will praise you!" Tang Jingyun patted Hou Hanlin's shoulder fiercely, as if he could see through Hou Hanlin's worry, he explained in a deep voice, "Trust me! "

After speaking, he pushed Hou Hanlin back, and then opened up with the group of big men like a fish into the water.

After being pushed away, Hou Hanlin gritted his teeth. Under the protection of Zhou Shichen and the soldiers, he avoided a corner and called his father. He is a little nervous, since he became an adult, he has hardly experienced this feeling again.

"Hey, this is Hou Jingwen." A calm and powerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Dad, it's me, Hanlin." Hou Hanlin settled his mind.

"Oh, it's Hanlin. Is there anything going on looking for Dad at this time?" Hou Jingwen on the other end of the phone took off the glasses hanging on his nose, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and asked tiredly.

"Dad... I, I had a fight with someone in Feiyufang, and the other party was very powerful." Hou Hanlin felt that his cheeks were a little burnt, and there was a faint sweat in the palm of his hand holding the phone.

"What?" Hou Jingwen paused as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Say again, where are you?" His eyes flashed with sharpness, like an eagle that saw a rabbit.

"Yes, in Feiyufang. I had a fight with Wei Wei from the Wei family, and he is now letting his thugs hit us!" Hou Hanlin said anxiously, thinking his father was angry.

"Okay, I see, I will send the Public Security Bureau over soon." Hou Jingwen didn't have so many worries, but he answered in a deep voice, and then hung up the phone. Hou Hanlin felt a little unbelievable that he was so simple and neat. Did he hear it right? The father, who has always been most opposed to the private use of public power, would actually make such a decision?

But Hou Jingwen, who hung up the phone, frowned, tapping on the table slowly, steady and melody.

What a coincidence!

During the time he was in charge of the Shanghai stock market, the fact that several factions were too powerful made him seem insignificant. But is he someone who can cleverly come to power with this kind of game opportunity, is he the kind of no-brainer? He had secretly sent people to search for the news and details of certain people.

And Feiyufang came into his sight at that time.

Without him, it is precisely because the actual holder of Feiyufang is the son of Deputy Secretary Wei who is the most restless under his hand. This Deputy Secretary Wei was the one who had the best chance of being in office. If he hadn't intervened, he might have really fulfilled his wish.

So he relied on the invisible and huge network of relationships that he had woven in the Shanghai stock market for so many years, and collected the news and information of Feiyufang bit by bit.

Today, everything has been collected almost, so I almost find an opportunity to intervene in the matter of Feiyufang.

He was still thinking about it, but he was wondering if he could find someone to make one deliberately. He didn't expect that his son's phone call would help him solve this trouble!

His son, Hou Jingwen, was maliciously attacked in Feiyufang and asked for help from Lao Tzu, but he loved his son and was so angry that he ordered people to find trouble with Feiyufang. Isn't this the most ready-made excuse?

Thinking of this, Hou Jingwen suddenly felt a little strange, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be no problem. He knocked on the table and pondered for a while. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he picked up the phone and called the director of the Municipal Bureau. .

When he hung up the phone, guessing that the other party should have wiped his sweat on this call, he smiled coldly, since you want to be faithful, then I will give you a chance to show loyalty. But your master will not be able to protect himself by the time, so he can't take care of you! There is no need for disobedient people on stage, and they will be withdrawn sooner or later!

This Shanghai stock market situation begins here! He Hou Jingwen will take advantage of this Feiyufang business today to forcefully and severely tear the situation apart, kill the chickens and the monkeys, so that all officials of all sizes will wake up! See who is their boss!

As for the director of the Municipal Bureau who received the call, the sweat on his head was dripping down. He knew nothing about Feiyufang's affairs! For the first time, a chill rose in his heart, and awe for this unobtrusive Secretary Hou also rose.

He gritted his teeth, now that the situation is not bad, no matter how bad it is, his brow furrowed fiercely, and he cleaned up and let the police rush out.

Regardless of the thoughts of some big figures in the Shanghai stock market, the fighting in Hou Hanlin's room was fierce at this time.

It is estimated that those thugs had been instructed by Wei Wei, and the shots were very harsh, even if Tang Jingyun stopped a lot of people alone, he still made a lot of noise.

Tang Jingyun frowned fiercely, smiled coldly at the people present, then lifted a big man in his hand fiercely with his hand, and smashed the person to Wei Wei with a "bang", and the other person turned on their backs.

Then he leaned back, avoided the heavy fist of a big man, supported the ground with one foot, flipped sideways, swept down the things on the coffee table, and swept towards the other side.

He glanced at the heavy TV next to him, smiled coldly, picked up the TV and slammed it at the other party. The dull "bang" and "kang-dang" sound made the heartbeat of the listener quicker.

Looking at such a sturdy Tang Jingyun, Hou Hanlin took a deep breath, and for the first time wondered whether Commander Jiang could help Tang Jingyun.