Chapter 727

"Ha!" Zhou Andong suddenly laughed.

Seeing Jian Qiu also laughed: "Let's go!"

Zhou Andong nodded, picked up Old Four, and turned to leave.

"Fuck you!" The black woman chased after them, cursing, "Shit, you Chinese are just a pile of stinking shit; just looking at you makes me sick..."

The smile on Zhou Andong's face grew brighter and brighter. Seeing Jian Qiu grabbed his hand, tilted her head to look at him, her eyes indescribably gentle.

"Big Brother!"

Old Four lay on Zhou Andong's shoulder, looking at the black woman spitting behind them. She couldn't understand, but she also knew that this black, walking, talking thing was very unfriendly to them.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Andong asked.

"I want to beat her up." Old Four's eyes were unusually bright, her small fists tightly clenched, "Knock all her teeth out, so she'll look more harmonious."

Seeing Jian Qiu blinked and looked at Zhou Andong: "Is Old Four really only six years old?"

"Ah!" Zhou Andong looked blank, "Seems like it."

Seeing Jian Qiu pinched Old Four's chubby cheeks with a smile: "Who did you learn this from!"

At this moment, they arrived at the entrance of a shopping mall. The two entered the mall with tacit understanding. The black woman behind them still didn't give up, following closely behind, cursing incessantly.

Because it was too early, there weren't many people in the mall, and then with tacit understanding, they followed the signs to the restroom.

Zhou Andong held Old Four and entered the men's restroom. The black woman followed Seeing Jian Qiu into the women's restroom without hesitation.

Immediately after, Zhou Andong came out holding Old Four, put Old Four on the ground, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.

"Big Brother!" Old Four raised her small head to look at Yang Luo, then at the restroom.

Zhou Andong rubbed her head: "Don't worry, your sister-in-law will be out in a while."

Seeing Jian Qiu stood in front of the sink and turned on the faucet. The black woman stood beside her.

"You bitch, why did you come to Huaerjie? Your appearance has polluted the air here, making it impossible for me to breathe..."

Seeing Jian Qiu slowly took out a pack of tissues from her bag, pulled one out to wipe her hands, then took out two packs of sanitary napkins, put them together with the tissues, and looked up at the black woman with a smile.

Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed the black woman's hair, stuffed the sanitary napkins and tissues in her hand into the black woman's mouth hard. Then she slammed the black woman's head down and raised her knee to hit it.

"Bang!"

The black woman's head jerked upward, and a string of blood mixed with a few teeth flew into the sky.

Immediately after, Seeing Jian Qiu raised her foot, and the thin, eight-inch-long heel, wrapped in yellow metal studs, stabbed hard into the black woman's thick thigh.

The black woman let out a muffled groan. Seeing Jian Qiu pulled out the heel, and blood instantly spurted out.

The black woman's face was covered in blood. Looking at Seeing Jian Qiu, her eyes were full of fear. She hugged her injured thigh with both hands and crawled backward desperately. On the white tiles, a glaring bloodstain was left behind.

"Wuwuwu..."

The black woman crawled to the corner, having nowhere to retreat, looking at Seeing Jian Qiu in horror and shaking her head, as if begging for mercy.

Seeing Jian Qiu squatted down, grabbed the black woman's hair, pressed her head down, and slammed it heavily against the ground.

"Bang bang bang..."

She didn't know how many times she hit it; the black woman had lost her voice.

Seeing Jian Qiu let go of her hand. The black woman's thick lips were smashed to pieces, and not a single tooth was left.

"My Old Four said that knocking out all your teeth would make you look more harmonious. Hmm, my Old Four has aesthetic vision after all."

Seeing Jian Qiu stood up and walked to the sink, took off her shoe, rinsed the blood off the heel with water, and then washed her hands.

Zhou Andong hadn't finished his cigarette yet when Seeing Jian Qiu walked out with a smile on her face.

"Let's go!"

Zhou Andong curiously poked his head in to look, then bared his teeth.

"So fierce?"

Then he gave a thumbs up, "Cruel person, few words—Social Sister Qiu!"

Seeing Jian Qiu rolled her eyes at Zhou Andong and took Old Four's hand to walk out.

"Sigh!" Zhou Andong sighed, "I was planning to stroll around properly, but now it seems we can only go back to the hotel and hide."

"It's fine!" Seeing Jian Qiu said with ease, "As long as you don't beat them to death, the police here won't waste time and energy, let alone gasoline, to catch us for a black person."

"Better be careful!" Zhou Andong shook his head, "Back to the hotel!"

"Fine!" Seeing Jian Qiu didn't object and took Old Four's hand to walk toward the hotel.

At this moment, a man with an oriental face walked toward them. He was about fifty years old. Although he was wearing a suit, in this Huaerjie where time is money, he looked very leisurely.

The two sides walked closer and closer, then passed each other.

After walking a few steps, Zhou Andong suddenly stopped and looked back.

Seeing Jian Qiu asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Andong shook his head slightly: "Nothing!"

Seeing Jian Qiu didn't ask again, holding Old Four with one hand and draping her arm around Zhou Andong's arm with the other, and entered the hotel.

Just at this moment, a police siren sounded. The oriental man slowed his pace and saw two police cars parked at the entrance of the mall not far away.

He walked over, stopped, and looked inside. An ambulance sped over and stopped beside him.

A doctor and a nurse pushed a stretcher down and ran into the mall.

The man watched for a while, and just as he was about to leave, the doctor and nurse pushed out an injured person.

A black woman was lying on the stretcher, her face covered in blood, especially that mouth, which was already bloody and blurry. Just looking at it gave one a layer of goosebumps.

Watching the injured person being pushed into the ambulance and leaving, the man made a cross on his chest and then didn't stay any longer.

More than ten minutes later, he walked into a building; this was the office building of the Lead-in Company.

And this man was the general manager of the Lead-in Company, the future leader of the semiconductor industry, the father of immersion lithography, Lin Benjian.

His parents had always lived in Hong Kong, and during the War of Resistance, they fled to the relatively safe South Vietnam, and Lin Benjian was born there. In South Vietnam, Lin Benjian had always received a Chinese-style education, so he was a genuine Chinese person.

Lin Benjian came to his office, and a beautiful secretary brought a cup of steaming tea.

He had been in the United States for many years, but he had never gotten used to drinking coffee.

"Thank you!" Lin Benjian held the tea, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the bustling Huaerjie, but his brain had been thinking about another thing, and that was Jiandong International.

Although the Lead-in Company had nothing to do with finance, he was on Huaerjie and had heard a little about Jiandong International, the rising new star in the financial world.

It is said that during the pound crisis last year, Jiandong International swept up more than twenty billion, with profits second only to that crocodile George, becoming the second biggest winner.

It's just that, why did the boss of this financial company, which rose strongly relying on the pound crisis, look for him?

This question had been bothering him for many days, but he just couldn't figure it out. After all, the two were in different fields.

Fortunately, they would meet the day after tomorrow, and by then, he would be able to solve this mystery that had been bothering him for many days.