Chapter 1749

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two dull sounds of flesh colliding came from outside, followed by a return to calm.

A smile appeared on Rao Zhanhua's face, but when he saw Wang Wentian walk in, the smile froze on his face instantly.

Following behind was the ashen-faced Liao Ting and the pale-faced Kong Yu, who seemed to be overly frightened.

"Boss!"

Wang Wentian's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. The look in his eyes when he looked at Rao Zhanhua was terrifyingly cold, and there was even a kind of murderous aura on his body.

After all, they were in the Municipal Party Committee guesthouse, so safety was definitely not a problem. Therefore, the four of them were sitting in the rest area not far outside the reception room.

When Huang Yali brought Liao Ting and Kong Yu up, they saw three men.

One of them was not old, only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a leather bag tucked under his arm and a big brother phone in his hand, dressed like a successful person.

The other two were slightly older, one with dyed yellow hair, earrings in his ears, and Nike shoes on his feet.

The other one was dressed normally, but walked with his shoulders swaying and his hips swinging, looking like "Heaven is number one, I am number two."

At a glance, these three guys were not good people. Wang Wentian frowned, greeted Yu Zhan and the others, and strode over.

These three people came with Liao Ting, so naturally, they couldn't be stopped, but as security, they had to be by the boss's side.

At first, when Huang Yali knocked on the door, these three guys didn't show anything, but when Huang Yali went in.

That guy with the leather bag and the big brother phone suddenly broke in. Wang Wentian and Yu Zhan were just about to go in.

The yellow-haired one and the swaying-shouldered one smiled and blocked the two of them. The two of them were very clean and neat, giving each of them a big slap on the neck.

These two guys didn't even hum and fell down, and then were dragged aside by the other two bodyguards, Lian Kai and Shen Mingwei.

Zhou Andong waved his hand. Wang Wentian gave Rao Zhanhua a cold look and turned to walk out, but didn't close the door.

"You should be the boss of Dongtai, the famous Guan Erye."

Zhou Andong's tone was very indifferent, pointing to the sofa opposite.

"Come on, come over and sit down, let's have a cup of tea together."

Rao Zhanhua's eyes twitched wildly. He knew his two brothers had run into trouble.

But if you lose the battle, don't lose the formation. If he backed down now, how would he mix in Dongguan in the future?

This guy raised his head, his stiff face returned to normal, and he walked over, no longer having the arrogance he had at the beginning.

"Come!" Zhou Andong pushed the tea bowl in front of Rao Zhanhua: "The tea here at Old Wan's is still quite good."

Rao Zhanhua only then noticed that the person sitting diagonally opposite, with his back to the door, was actually the General Manager of the Municipal Party Committee guesthouse, Wan Fuyuan.

"Brother Wan!"

Rao Zhanhua had been to the guesthouse several times before, and he was also entertaining some leader from the province, so naturally, he knew Wan Fuyuan.

It was just that he never expected Wan Fuyuan to be in the reception room, and he wasn't even sitting in the main seat, which made his heart beat violently twice.

"Don't call me Brother Wan, I'm not familiar with you."

Wan Fuyuan waved his hand, very impolitely distancing himself from Rao Zhanhua.

Are you kidding? The one sitting in front of him is Zhou Andong.

Don't say it's you, even the one behind you, as long as Zhou Andong twists his mouth, he'll have to follow and eat the consequences.

If I admit I have a relationship with you and call each other brothers, wouldn't that be like a longevity star hanging himself—tired of living?

After Rao Zhanhua's heart beat violently twice, it quickly sank to the bottom. He knew the young man in front of him had a background that wasn't simple.

This guy never read newspapers or watched the news, so until now, he didn't know that the person grabbing the woman from him was Zhou Andong.

"What?" Zhou Andong looked at Rao Zhanhua in surprise: "Erye doesn't even give this much face? Or do you dislike the cheap tea here at Old Wan's?"

Zhou Andong was still as light as a cloud and as soft as the wind, but he gave Rao Zhanhua a pressure he had never felt before.

And Liao Ting, who had been standing there, looked at Zhou Andong and also became inexplicably nervous.

Because Zhou Andong at this moment looked light as a cloud and soft as the wind, but the air pressure on his body was too strong.

Even Wan Peng felt something different, secretly glanced at Zhou Andong, and couldn't help but straighten his waist.

This Uncle Zhou was completely two different people from before. Now he had become someone who made him feel uneasy, and he didn't even dare to breathe out loud.

"How could that be." Rao Zhanhua pretended to be calm and picked up the tea bowl to take a sip: "The tea leaves are indeed quite good."

"Two days ago, I went to Dongtai to sit for a while and drank two bottles of beer. That was when I met Liao Ting."

Zhou Andong smiled and continued to lower his head to fiddle with things.

"To tell you the truth, with Liao Ting's ability, it's too much of a waste of talent to stay in your place. So, let her come to my side to help me."

Zhou Andong filled the tea bowl in front of him with tea and then raised it to gesture.

"Maybe it caused some misunderstanding for Erye. Here, I'll use tea instead of wine to apologize to Erye."

Zhou Andong blew on the boiling hot tea water and took a shallow sip.

"Next, what I want to tell you is that from now on, Liao Ting is my person. After you walk out of this door, forget her. Don't disturb her in the future, understand?"

Rao Zhanhua's face changed. If there were only the two of them here, maybe he would bow his head.

But now there were so many people in the reception room, especially in front of Liao Ting.

Zhou Andong was so impolite and made him lose face, making it really impossible for him to get off the stage.

"Friend, this is Dongguan. Since you know me, Guan Erye, you should also know what kind of person I am."

Zhou Andong filled the tea bowl in front of Rao Zhanhua with tea again: "Where this is doesn't matter, and what kind of person you are doesn't matter. What matters is that you must listen to my words. I gave you face, you have to take it."

Rao Zhanhua laughed in anger: "In Dongguan, in the entire Guangdong Province, there are people who can make me listen and people whose face I will take, but it's definitely not you."

"Oh?" Zhou Andong said "oh" and smiled indifferently: "Whose words can you listen to, and whose face will you take? I'll go talk to them."

Rao Zhanhua narrowed his eyes: "Aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"

"Fine." Zhou Andong waved his hand like driving away a fly: "I have things to talk about here, you can go."

Rao Zhanhua stared fixedly at Zhou Andong, sitting there without moving.

Ever since he recognized that person as his godfather and opened Dongtai, no one had ever dared to talk to him like this.

"Kid, do you believe that I won't let you walk out of Dongguan?"

Zhou Andong smiled: "Do you believe that tonight, I will make Dongtai close down?"

"Hahaha!"

Rao Zhanhua was so angry at Zhou Andong that he lost his reason, and he really thought Zhou Andong was bragging.

Because Dongtai wasn't his alone, and there were too many interests involved.

No matter what background you have, wanting to make Dongtai close down is just wishful thinking.

"Kid, if you don't make Dongtai close down tonight, you'd better stay in the guesthouse for the rest of your life. Otherwise, as long as you dare to go out, I will make you disappear from Dongguan forever."