Chapter 2198: Wen Sanmao

Central Academy of Fine Arts!

Zhou Anqin and Wen Yingluo walked out of the classroom, following the corridor toward the main gate.

"Anqin, are you going home tonight?"

"Yes!" Zhou Anqin had a smile on her face: "Going home to see my little niece."

Wen Yingluo hooked her arm into Zhou Anqin's: "You come back to the dormitory with me first."

"What for?"

Zhou Anqin had originally intended to leave directly, but since Wen Yingluo wouldn't let go, she had no choice but to follow Wen Yingluo back to the dormitory.

The moment she stepped into the dormitory, she was instantly stunned. Gao Yujing, Deng Lanxia, Gao Xue, and Huang Yu were all actually in the dormitory.

"You guys don't have classes this afternoon, didn't you say you were going shopping together and going to see a movie tonight? Why are you all back?"

"Ding ding ding..."

Huang Yu, using sound effects with her mouth, pulled a small, cute princess dress from under the quilt, then excitedly dangled it in front of Zhou Anqin and asked eagerly.

"Look, look quickly, this dress was specially picked by me for our little niece. How is it, does it look good?"

Before Zhou Anqin could answer, Gao Xue, this big girl from Beijing, also jumped out impatiently, holding a pair of small leather shoes as white as snow. Although there was a hint of heartache on her face, she still said proudly.

"And me, look at these small leather shoes of mine. They were carefully selected at the Special Specialty Store, and they cost me over eighty!"

Immediately after, Gao Yuhua and Deng Lanxia also displayed the small pants and small clothes they had bought. For a time, the entire dormitory was filled with laughter.

Finally, it was Wen Yingluo's turn. Her gift was actually a small cheongsam; the lifelike embroidery on it was very exquisite, and it looked like it must have been quite expensive.

Looking at the exquisite gifts in their hands, Zhou Anqin's heart was filled with emotion. It was just that these clothes and shoes clearly looked too big; she estimated they would have to wait until the child was six or seven years old to wear them.

"Sisters, when you were buying the clothes, didn't you feel they were a bit big?"

Hearing this, Huang Yu looked down to examine the small dress in her hand and held it up in front of herself to measure. A moment later, she answered confidently.

"Not big at all. Our little niece will definitely be a very charming little princess when she wears it!"

Zhou Anqin turned to look at the others, only to see them nodding in agreement with Huang Yu, very confidently stating that the sizes they had chosen were definitely very suitable and there was absolutely no issue of them being too big.

"..."

Facing this scene, Zhou Anqin looked at them speechlessly and said, unable to laugh or cry.

"You are the child's aunts. Since you want to give gifts, you should go give them yourselves."

In fact, just the morning before yesterday, while Jian Qiu was in the delivery room waiting to give birth, they had all kept watch in the hospital. Because the Central Academy of Fine Arts and the Peking Union Medical College Hospital were only separated by a wall.

So, the moment the nurse carried the little person out of the delivery room, Yuan Liying and Gu Minglan hadn't been able to beat them to it; one by one, like children who had discovered a new toy, they took turns holding her.

However, they were all still young girls after all and had no experience in raising children, so their understanding of infant clothing sizes was naturally relatively limited. In their eyes, those tiny clothes were already mini and exquisite enough, and a newborn would fit right into them.

But Zhou Anqin was different. The fourth child could almost be said to have been brought up single-handedly by her, the older sister, so she knew every detail of the children's growth process like the back of her hand.

"We won't go, will we?"

Gao Xue was a bit hesitant because she knew that the child had just been born and there might be no shortage of guests at Zhou Anqin's house. Would they be adding to the chaos if they went over?

Zhou Anqin saw the concerns in their hearts and smiled, pulling Gao Xue's hand: "Take your gifts and come with me. Any later, and we won't make it for dinner."

Saying this, Zhou Anqin was about to pull Gao Xue out.

Gao Xue hurriedly said: "Wait, I have to pack the shoes up; I can't just carry them like this."

Zhou Anqin let go of Gao Xue: "You guys hurry up too."

Huang Yu and the others looked at each other and didn't say anything more, hurriedly folding the gifts and placing them in special gift boxes, even tying them with red cloth ribbons into bows.

Zhou Anqin watched and laughed: "You guys actually bought gift boxes specially."

"Hehe!" Huang Yu laughed: "Since it's a gift, of course it has to be a bit more exquisite."

Seeing that everyone had packed up, Zhou Anqin waved her hand: "Let's go!"

Several people left the dormitory building, chatting and laughing all the way toward the main gate. They were just about to reach the main gate when a man appeared in front, holding a large bouquet of roses.

This man was short, dark-skinned, and had his hair shaved so short that his scalp could be seen. He wore a Zhongshan suit on his upper body, trousers on his lower body, and a pair of shiny leather shoes on his feet.

There was nothing unusual about this person; he was extremely ordinary and very plain. Moreover, he looked very mature; his actual age was unknown, but looking at his face, he had to be at least forty.

This man also saw Zhou Anqin, and his eyes instantly lit up. He couldn't help but quicken his pace, his originally steady walking rhythm becoming hurried.

As his movements increased in amplitude, his sleeves also retracted upward, and inadvertently, one could catch a glimpse of the faint blue tattoo on the inside of his arm.

"Miss Zhou, I have been racking my brains thinking about how I could meet you, but I never expected that I would be lucky enough to meet you just after entering. It seems Heaven is helping me!"

The man said this while walking quickly toward Zhou Anqin, his face full of smiles, his voice carrying an undisguised joy.

Zhou Anqin frowned. This person was called Wen Liang, and those who knew him called him Wen Sanmao. He was a very famous old-school gangster in the De-wai area; in fact, he was a damn gangster.

It was just that this guy had a brain and wasn't like those other people who got involved in gambling, prostitution, or even drugs. As early as eight or nine years ago, when the city approved the establishment of the Xiushui Market, he saw the opportunity.

He immediately took a train to the south, brought back a large batch of clothing and electronic products, and then handed them to his subordinates to set up stalls on Xiushui Street. In just three or four years, the supply channels for Xiushui Street were almost monopolized by him.

As long as you were doing clothing and electronic business on Xiushui Street, you had to get your stock from him. If you didn't get your stock from him, don't even think about doing business peacefully.

If someone wanted to distribute goods on Xiushui Street, he wouldn't stop them, but they had to pay a "tax," and it was twenty percent. If a pair of pants was wholesaled for fifty yuan, he had to collect ten yuan in "tax," so he was also known as the underground tax bureau chief.

Just three years ago, a big brother from Guangdong Province came to Beijing. This person had connections in both the underworld and the legitimate world in the south, and his business was very large. Whether it was interpersonal relationships or money, it wasn't something Wen Sanmao could contend with.

This big brother had a clothing factory in his hands and wanted to build his own clothing brand, so he personally came to Beijing to expand his business. His first target was Xiushui Street, because by this time, Xiushui Street had already become a folk trade center that tourists from home and abroad scrambled to visit and shop at.

And at this time, because the reform and opening up were gradually deepening, urban construction had also embarked on a high-speed road, and Wen Sanmao had also established a construction company, relying on the connections behind him to contract quite a few projects.

Of course, this so-called construction company of his had no qualifications, and the employees were all idle social personnel—to be more precise, a bunch of hooligans in suits. The projects they contracted were also all demolition and transport of construction waste.

After that big brother from Guangdong arrived in Beijing, he also knew the rules of Xiushui Street. He didn't play the "over-the-river dragon" routine; he first had someone contact Wen Sanmao.

At the time, Wen Sanmao was attending a drinking party organized by a big shot, so he let his capable subordinate Lei Ming go talk to that big brother. In his view, this wasn't a big deal.

No matter if you are a dragon or a tiger, as long as you reach the territory of Beijing, if you want your goods to enter the Xiushui Market smoothly, you have to honestly coil up, lie down, and obediently follow the rules.

However, what he didn't expect was that the talk actually collapsed. Not only that, but Lei Ming and the brothers he brought were beaten up. When the news reached Wen Sanmao's ears, this guy was instantly furious.

That night, he took people, holding guns, and rushed into the hotel room where that big brother was staying. After seeing the person, without a word, he shot that big brother three times in the shoulder and arm, making that big brother kneel down and apologize to Lei Ming.

How could that big brother bend his knees and apologize to Lei Ming? He was also a person of status and face in the underworld. If he knelt down to others so easily, how would he stand in the underworld in the future?

Seeing this situation, Wen Sanmao shot that big brother in the leg again. The big brother was also a tough guy; although he was in so much pain that the veins on his forehead were bulging, he just stood there and didn't kneel. Because he knew in his heart that if he lowered his head today, the prestige he had accumulated over many years would vanish into thin air.

And at this time, Wen Sanmao was also riding a tiger and couldn't get off. If this guy kept refusing to lower his head and admit his mistake, he wouldn't have anywhere to put his face. After all, so many brothers were watching; if he couldn't make the other party obediently submit, who would take him seriously in the future?

A flash of ferocity flickered in Wen Sanmao's eyes. He put the gun to that big brother's forehead and declared that if he didn't kneel and apologize, he would keep him in Beijing forever.

That big brother felt that Wen Sanmao wasn't scaring him; if he didn't kneel, his life might really be left here. In the end, he still yielded, knelt down, and apologized to Lei Ming.

After this battle, Wen Sanmao's reputation became even greater, and his momentum was unparalleled for a time. As for that big brother, he ran back to the south less than three days after finishing his surgery in the hospital.

Just last year, Wen Sanmao attended a birthday banquet. The host was a famous and influential figure in Beijing. To add to the festive atmosphere, they invited quite a few celebrities to sing.

Wen Sanmao took a fancy to one of the female singers and asked the other party to accompany him for a drink, but the other party didn't agree. Wen Sanmao instantly felt he had lost all face, and in a fit of shame and anger, he smashed a beer bottle and blinded one of the female singer's eyes.

This matter blew up very big. After all, the other party was a female celebrity—although not very famous, she was still a female celebrity. However, what was unexpected was that Wen Sanmao only stayed in the detention center for half a month.

It is said that all of this was because the backer behind Wen Sanmao was secretly exerting effort, not only exerting pressure on relevant departments through various means but also having people threaten and intimidate the victimized female celebrity.

Facing such unfair treatment and powerful force oppression, the victimized female celebrity was physically and mentally exhausted and terrified. Even lying on the hospital bed every day, she was still living in fear.

Finally, the victimized female celebrity couldn't withstand the pressure and had to compromise. She had to swallow her pride and accept the settlement, taking compensation that wasn't even enough for medical expenses, and returned to her hometown, never to be heard from again.

And Zhou Anqin's acquaintance with him was purely accidental. This guy's construction company was originally a makeshift team, without even a proper office location.

Just two months ago, I don't know what medicine this guy took wrong, or if his Ren and Du meridians were suddenly opened, but he had a whim and sprouted the idea of wanting to develop and expand the company. Thus, he bought a two-story small building to use as an office building.

Since he had already bought an office building, the next top priority was naturally to decorate it. Not only that, but he had to decorate it well, especially his office, which had to be luxurious.

When he told his subordinates about his ideas, they all started offering advice. Things like the desk must be mahogany, the sofa must be genuine leather, and he had to find two beautiful secretaries to clean the office.

A bunch of guys were chattering, and after talking for a long time, they didn't get to the point of how the office should be decorated. Finally, it was a subordinate's subordinate who had some knowledge and raised his hand to speak, saying that if he wanted to decorate well, he had to find a designer to design it. Finally, I don't know who Wen Sanmao entrusted, but he actually found Old An.

Comrade Old An was busy with the design of the China Tower and was so busy he couldn't even get away, so how would he have time to take on a commercial decoration job? It was just that the person who came to talk to him had a somewhat special status, so Comrade Old An couldn't easily refuse.

In the end, he gave this job to Zhou Anqin because the other party gave quite a lot of design fees—a few thousand yuan. Although he knew this girl wasn't short of money, who would complain about having too much money? Moreover, this was also an opportunity for exercise.

As for Zhou Anqin, although she was also on the design team for the China Tower project, she was only a freshman, and her courses were relatively tight. When Comrade Old An pulled her into the design team, he actually had multiple considerations.

On one hand, it was to accumulate reputation and qualifications for her; on the other hand, it was for her to learn and accumulate work experience. So, her time was relatively free.

And this time, it was Zhou Anqin's first independent design. Although it was only a commercial decoration design, she was also very serious, running to the site for a week in a row, and then she got to know Wen Sanmao.

When Wen Sanmao first saw Zhou Anqin, he had crooked thoughts. If he could find such an outstanding-looking female college student to be his wife, how much face would he have? The brothers in the underworld would all have to give me a thumbs up.

According to his past habits, as long as he took a fancy to a woman, he would definitely use threats and inducements to get her into bed. But Zhou Anqin was a college student, knowledgeable and cultured, so he felt he couldn't be that rude.

After some careful consideration, this guy imitated the plots in Hong Kong and Taiwan TV dramas, racking his brains to find all kinds of excuses to meet Zhou Anqin, eating Western food today and Japanese food tomorrow.

As for Zhou Anqin, because she only had a purely cooperative relationship with the other party, as a designer, when the client had some new ideas, she naturally needed to sit down and communicate well.

Therefore, at first, she didn't think too much in other directions. Moreover, Wen Sanmao hid it very well, speaking in a gentle and slow manner, and coupled with that slightly mature appearance, it was really hard for people to associate him with a black boss.

Some time ago, Wen Sanmao contacted Zhou Anqin again, saying that he had sprouted new ideas regarding the decoration of the office and hoped to explore them with her.

It just so happened that Gao Xue was bored in the dormitory, so she followed Zhou Anqin to see Wen Sanmao. Although Gao Xue didn't know this guy, when she heard the name Wen Liang, a trace of vigilance rose in her heart involuntarily.

You must know that Wen Sanmao's fame was too great, especially the incident last year where he blinded a female celebrity's eye. Although it wasn't reported in the news, it was spreading like wildfire among the people.

In the streets and alleys, after tea and dinner, everyone was talking about this matter, and various rumors and versions emerged one after another, and it was discussed for a long time.

On the way back after that meeting, Gao Xue immediately told Zhou Anqin about her suspicions and warned Zhou Anqin never to contact Wen Sanmao alone in the future.

Then, Gao Xue started contacting her relatives and friends, asking them to help inquire about this person named Wen Sanmao. As one piece of news after another gathered, it was finally confirmed that the boss of this construction company was the famous black boss Wen Sanmao.

Next, Zhou Anqin no longer met with Wen Sanmao. No matter what needed to be communicated, she only conveyed information via phone. This sudden change made Wen Sanmao immediately realize there was a problem.

This made Wen Sanmao furious, feeling that Zhou Anqin was a bit ungrateful and didn't know what was good for her. This guy thought more and more angrily, and finally chased her to the school today.

He was determined to make an appointment with Zhou Anqin to go out and talk about everything face to face. If she didn't agree, he would have to change his method.

Women, as long as you get her into bed and let her taste that kind of feeling of being on the verge of death, she will naturally become docile and obedient. He was very experienced in this.

Moreover, as long as she followed him, she could have whatever she wanted, and there would be endless glory and wealth. He really didn't believe he couldn't handle a female student.

Zhou Anqin asked expressionlessly: "Mr. Wen, do you have something to find me for?"

"Can't I find you if there's nothing?"

Wen Sanmao revealed a smile, and very obvious wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"Moreover, you are still the designer for my company's office building decoration. Naturally, I have something to discuss with you when I find you."

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Wen. I have very important things to deal with, and time is already a bit tight."

Zhou Anqin looked at her watch and said with a slight apology: "How about this, I'll call you again tomorrow, and we can talk about whatever it is on the phone."

Hearing Zhou Anqin's words, Wen Sanmao finally tore off his disguise. His originally peaceful complexion instantly turned gloomy, and a trace of imperceptible ferocity flashed in his eyes.

He stepped forward abruptly, held the flowers he had been holding up to Zhou Anqin's face, and said coldly: "Take them, and come with me right now!"

Gao Xue, standing to the side, saw this, and her eyes widened instantly. Subconsciously, she took half a step forward and was just about to speak when Zhou Anqin was quick-witted and grabbed her arm, signaling her with her eyes not to be impulsive.

Gao Xue was from Beijing and often went home. If she offended someone like Wen Sanmao, something might happen at any time.

But she was different. She could stay in school if nothing happened, and even if something happened, maybe one day it would bring her unexpected trouble or even danger.

But she was different. She could stay inside the school gate. If there was something that must be done outside, she could call her big brother and have him send someone to pick her up.

"Sorry, I still have things to do."

Zhou Anqin stepped forward to leave, but Wen Sanmao grabbed her arm with a ferocious grin, a smile that made people feel a bit creepy.

"Miss Zhou, you'd better take the flowers and obediently come with me."

Zhou Anqin looked down at Wen Sanmao's hand grabbing her arm, not hiding the disgust in her eyes. Immediately, she raised her head, stared coldly at Wen Sanmao, and said in a voice without any emotion.

"Boss Wen, please let go of your hand immediately and turn around and leave here. I can pretend that nothing has happened."

Hearing Zhou Anqin's words, Wen Sanmao laughed wildly, which sounded particularly harsh.

"Miss Zhou, do you know who you are talking to?"

"Who you are is not important." Zhou Anqin was expressionless, her tone becoming colder: "What is important is that you need to know who I am."

"Oh?" Wen Sanmao seemed to have heard the funniest joke of his life and laughed wildly again: "Then tell me, who are you?"

"What's going on?"

Two teachers walked over quickly. If Wen Sanmao wasn't so arrogant and his laughter wasn't so ugly, and he was holding flowers, even if he attracted attention, people wouldn't think too much.

Wen Sanmao pointed arrogantly at the two teachers: "Stay wherever it's cool, stop meddling in other people's business, damn it."

The two teachers frowned. One of the older teachers said: "I don't care who you are, leave the school immediately, or I'm calling the police."

"Call the police?" Wen Sanmao opened his mouth and laughed again: "Do you believe that if you arrest me now, in less than an hour, the police will have to respectfully send me out?"

"You need to know that this is a university, it's the Central Academy of Fine Arts." The young teacher snorted coldly: "No matter what your status or position is outside, harassing female students on campus, do you think you can handle it?"

Wen Sanmao's eyes flickered. He wasn't an idiot. Harassing female students in a university, and it was a key university like the Central Academy of Fine Arts—he really didn't know if that backer of his could protect him.

With a slap, Wen Sanmao threw the flowers on the ground, stepped on them hard, then raised his hand to point at Zhou Anqin, and said with a ferocious grin.

"No one has ever dared to refuse my request. I wish your whole family health, that you will never have any accidents, and I also hope you never walk out of the school gate."

This was a naked threat and intimidation, and this guy wouldn't stop until he achieved his goal; he really could do anything.

Zhou Anqin smiled and said indifferently: "Thank you for Mr. Wen's blessings. I also hope Mr. Wen can have everything go smoothly and live a long life."

"Ha!"

Wen Sanmao laughed, pointed at Zhou Anqin again, and turned to leave. ===== CHAPTER 2199 =====