Chapter 773: Rich People Are Afraid of Death

Yuan Hongbiao arrived in a Santana. From far away, he saw that the area outside the Yuan family's gate was full of people, so he parked the car at the entrance of the alley.

Liang Zhen got out of the car, curled his lip, and sneered: "These people, they really have nothing to do. What's there to look at? Can he lend you money, or can he give you some?"

Yuan Hongbiao tossed the keys in his hand and walked over, with Liang Zhen running behind him.

Passing by the motorcade, looking at the two Mercedes-Benzes and three Accords, he reached out and touched them.

At this time, Seeing Jian Qiu got off the van. Yuan Hongbiao looked up, and his eyes went straight, not blinking.

Seeing Jian Qiu frowned, turned around to help the little ones off the car, and then took them back into the courtyard.

Yuan Hongbiao's gaze followed Seeing Jian Qiu's figure into the courtyard, and it took a long while for him to come to his senses.

Liang Zhen chuckled and whispered: "Town Mayor, that woman is really beautiful."

Yuan Hongbiao's eyes flickered, and he patted Liang Zhen on the shoulder: "Work hard. When we have money, women like that—as long as you beckon, they will scramble to crawl into your bed."

The people watching the excitement outside saw Yuan Hongbiao; some greeted him with fawning smiles, some avoided him with disgust, and more acted as if they didn't see him. Clearly, Yuan Hongbiao, this deputy town mayor, was not popular.

Yuan Hongbiao also responded very politely to those who greeted him. He didn't care about those who turned their heads and avoided him; in his words, these were unruly people, and as long as they were honest and didn't cause him trouble, he didn't care.

The courtyard wall wasn't too high, but people were coming and going in the courtyard, and Yuan Hongbiao didn't pay attention. It wasn't until he entered the courtyard that he noticed quite a few men in suits scattered around the courtyard.

This made his eyes narrow, and his heart jumped violently. He counted—there were thirty-something of them.

He couldn't help but curse in his heart: Fuck your mother, rich people are really afraid of death, bringing so many bodyguards.

Then he pondered whether his men could handle these bodyguards if they clashed.

In the end, he could only shake his head helplessly. Regardless of whether they could handle them, Zhou Andong's status and position were not something those mine owners from back then could compare to.

If he really made a big deal out of it, he might not be able to cover it, and he would probably stumble.

Since that was the case, some methods couldn't be used; at the very least, they couldn't be used unless it was a last resort.

Then he could only use the feelings of relatives to persuade him. In his view, no matter how big Zhou Andong's business was, he was still young. As long as he played the emotional card well, he would definitely be able to make Zhou Andong cough up money.

If he invested one or two hundred million in him, he would turn things around. Just think about the big Mercedes parked at the gate—he could also get one. And look at those bodyguards—he would find a few like that too.

Finally, he cast his gaze on Seeing Jian Qiu, his eyes flickering again, and a smile that was hard to detect curled at the corner of his mouth. No one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"Yo!" Yuan Ying walked over, "Isn't this Town Mayor Yuan? How do you have time to come to my house?"

Yuan Hongbiao looked at Yuan Ying with displeasure: "You girl, is that how you talk to your old uncle?"

Yuan Ying was about to say something else when Yuan Hongqi shouted: "Xiaoying, how are you talking to your old uncle? No sense of seniority."

Yuan Ying muttered something, didn't even look at Yuan Hongbiao, and turned to leave.

"This child!" Yuan Hongqi took a cigarette from the plate, lit one for Yuan Hongbiao and himself, "I don't know what's wrong with her these past few days; her temper is getting worse and worse, picking on whoever she sees. You must not take it to heart."

Yuan Hongbiao smiled and shook his head: "That's my big niece; I watched her grow up, how could I hold it against her?"

His words were like that, but he sneered in his heart. If it were usual, he would definitely teach the little girl a lesson and let her know how to respect her elders.

But today wouldn't work; even if he were angry, he had to endure it. He couldn't delay the big event because of a moment of anger.

Yuan Hongqi smiled: "Let's go, sit inside, eat before you leave."

Yuan Hongbiao nodded without being polite: "I heard the news that Big Sister returned, so I threw everything aside and drove back."

Yuan Hongqi said: "You have a heart."

Yuan Hongbiao said very emotionally: "When I was young, Big Sister was very good to me. I remember very clearly. That winter, there wasn't much grain in the house, and no one could eat their fill. But I was the youngest, didn't know anything, and was crying from hunger. It was Big Sister who took two roasted potatoes and gave them to me."

As he spoke, this guy's eyes even turned red. "Those two potatoes seemed to have just been dug out of the stove pit and were still very hot. I ate them so deliciously.

Even now, I still miss the taste of those two potatoes. Sometimes when I go home, I throw a few into the stove pit to roast, but they are never as good as the two Big Sister gave me.

Back then, Brother-in-law went to our forestry farm to log timber. Big Sister was obsessed and took a fancy to him. Only half a year later, she sat on a truck carrying timber and ran off with Brother-in-law. Was she eighteen or seventeen that year?

I don't remember, but I cried for several days and didn't recover for a month or two, but I was always worried that she wasn't doing well.

Until a while ago, I heard that the chairman of the Yugong Group was our big nephew. I was so happy that I could wake up laughing in my sleep. Our big nephew is capable, and Big Sister's life is good; I feel comfortable in my heart, and I have energy no matter what I do."

Yuan Hongqi sneered in his heart. What the fuck are you talking about? More than ten years ago, your big sister came back once; I don't believe you didn't know, but you didn't even show a shadow.

Now that Dongzi has made something of himself, you run here saying this and that—what a piece of work.

But no matter what he thought in his heart, Yuan Hongqi had a smile on his face: "Your big sister is inside; she will definitely be very happy to see you."

The two entered the house. Yuan Hongbiao first scanned the room, but didn't see Zhou Andong.

Not in the house, not in the front courtyard, so he must be in the back courtyard.

"Big Sister!" Yuan Hongbiao shouted.

Yuan Liying was chatting with the two women. Hearing the shout, she looked up and stood up in surprise.

"Dabiao!"

"Big Sister!" Yuan Hongbiao laughed out loud, "I missed you to death."

Yuan Liying came to Yuan Hongbiao, looked him up and down, and then punched him.

"More than ten years, you haven't changed at all."

"I'm not doing well either!" Yuan Hongbiao said with a grin: "I'm old too!"

"How old are you to be old?" Yuan Liying said angrily, then asked: "I heard you're already a town mayor?"

"Not town mayor!" Yuan Hongbiao corrected very seriously: "It's deputy town mayor!"

"Same!" Yuan Liying pointed at Old Comrade Zhou, who was sitting in a wheelchair peeling potatoes. "Dabiao, this is your brother-in-law, Zhou Xiaoxin."

"Brother-in-law!" Yuan Hongbiao called out very affectionately and then took the initiative to reach out his hand.

Zhou Xiaoxin shook hands with Yuan Hongbiao: "Hello, hello!"

"Old Zhou!" Yuan Liying said: "This is Yuan Hongbiao, from the branch of the second grandfather on the west side, and now he is the town mayor of our town."