Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

Chapter 465 It All Depends on This Project!

"Make way, make way! Don't you see our young master has arrived?"

"Damn, why are there so many people queuing up here? It's just a barbecue; what's there to feast on!"

"I'm fed up; people at the front, spread out! What? You have to queue to eat? I'm not here to eat; I'm here to find someone!"

The crowd queuing up suddenly became noisy as more than thirty people forcefully made their way through, looking around for the person they were seeking.

When they saw Song Yun, the man leading them glanced at his phone, compared the photos to make sure it was the right person, and strode over with his group.

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"Are you the one who beat up Tang in the afternoon?"

The man grabbed a stool, sat beside Song Yun, lifted a bottle of beer, gulped it down in two swigs, belched contentedly, and said, "It's fine that you beat him, but you crossed a line by messing with our young master!"

"Who's your young master?"

Song Yun asked with a slight frown. These guys were like a dog's skin plaster—how come they stuck to him and wouldn't come off?

"My young master..."

"Is it that guy with the purple hair?"

Song Yun said impatiently, "I've already warned him not to bother me again. How can he not understand plain speech!"

"Ah?"

The man was a bit dumbfounded. What's going on here? Why can't you see the situation? Our side has the numbers!

We are here to regain face! But why do you look so impatient?

Though we're just the little ruffians being kept, you could still show us some face, right?

Otherwise, even my tattoo will feel a hint of shame!

"How could you be so arrogant! Do you believe I'll..."

The man hadn't finished his words when he saw the boss rushing over, wiping his hands with an apron.

"What's the problem! Who dares to cause trouble in my restaurant!"

The boss approached and faced the swarming crowd without a hint of retreat. "Who's the leader here? Stand out and speak!"

"It's me, so what? You think you, a small barbecue stall owner, dare to hit me?"

There were rumors that Zhang Zilong single-handedly stood up to seventy or eighty men, found the gang leader, and even knocked out all his teeth!

Such power was terrifying!

"These are just petty thugs, don't mind them. I've got your back," he said.

Zhang Zilong sat down next to Song Yun, poured a glass of wine, clinked glasses with him, and downed it in one gulp.

"Aren't you afraid that we're the bad guys?"

Ye Qingqing asked with a smile, batting her eyes.

"I've heard of that so-called Young Master Xuan he mentioned. His family is in the tourism business—a useless spoiled brat. He has been bullying men and women for years; bumping into me today was just their bad luck."

Zhang Zilong took another drink, stood up, and waved his hand, "As long as you're here for a meal, you're my friend. I'll go get busy, and when they come, I'll deal with them."

"Thanks, Dragon Brother,"

Song Yun said with a smile.

As expected, half an hour later, a line of cars stopped at the roadside, and a middle-aged, overweight uncle clutching a briefcase hurried over.

"Where's Dragon Brother? Dragon Brother!"

The middle-aged man called out anxiously.

Zhang Zilong walked out looking irritated, "Why so loud! Calling out the dead or what!"

"Heh heh..."

The middle-aged man gave an awkward smile and said, "I was just dealing with some very important matters when I heard that my subordinates had offended you, so I rushed over to apologize!"

"Is that it?"

Zhang Zilong said displeasedly, "They've not offended me, but my guests, my friends!"

"Yes, yes, yes, they don't know who they're dealing with. Please don't stoop to their level. Here's one hundred thousand as compensation for you, Dragon Brother. I will also arrange a banquet at the Shangri-La Hotel tomorrow night. How does that sound?"

The middle-aged man said with a fawning smile.

As the saying goes, don't slap a smiling face. Now that the other party had lowered his stance so much, it would be Zhang Zilong who appeared graceless if he refused to let go.

"Take these hundred thousand and go. I just wanted to tell you to keep your son in check. Today you can clean up after him, but if he messes with someone he shouldn't, your family won't even know how it went bankrupt!"

"I will surely teach him a lesson when I get back... Please wait, I need to take a call."

The middle-aged man answered the phone, and shouted angrily, "I don't care how you do it! You must get in touch with the Mountains and Waters Corporation! Whether we get to enjoy the best things in life depends on this project!"