Chapter 620: A Situation

Many times, Yang Ming was easygoing. Before he made a move, he would always give a chance to the person in front of him to repent and apologize, but this time, it was different. The person had insulted Yang Ming's father. This was what Yang Ming couldn't tolerate.

Now, Yang Ming was already nice for not killing him immediately. Yang Ming had already taken back a lot of anger, but even then, President Wan's head was still full of big footprints.

While President Wan's head was stepped on by Yang Ming, even talking was a little difficult. His cheek kept contracting and expanding, looking like a toad.

"So... sorry" President Wan was about to sober up. With the attitude of a wise man who knew when to retreat, he could only apologize. He was contemplating on retaliating against these people when he got out.

"Louder, I can't hear you!" Yang Ming increased the strength on his foot.

"Sorry, I'm wrong!" President Wan said loudly.

"Call me grandpa!" Yang Ming didn't show any signs of sparing him. For Yang Ming, he had two weaknesses. One was his women, and the other one was his parents.

Anyone who wanted to touch Yang Ming's weaknesses would have a very bad result.

"Grandpa ... Grandpa..." President Wan said intermittently, "Please spare me..."

Yang Dahai also lost his mind by this sudden change. When he regained his mind, he saw Yang Ming stepping on the head of President Wan. He was scared immediately, "Big Ming, what are you doing? Quickly, let go of President Wan!"

"Hmph!" Yang Ming sneered and raised his leg. President Wan climbed up and ran out the door.

"What the hell!" Yang Ming cursed, and then he signaled Hou Zhenhan with a glance.

Hou Zhenhan immediately understood it. No matter who you were, what identity you have, how prominent you are in the South - even if you can call for the rain, in Song Jiang, Yang Ming's territory, you shouldn't think about living a good life if you dared not to be honest.

Therefore, Hou Zhenhan immediately called to arrange it. Probably, if this President Wan wanted to leave Song Jiang, he would be black and blue even if he survived it.

"Big Ming, how can you do this to President Wan..." Yang Dahai said in anger, "If you did this, would he still give an order to the factory?"

"Forget it, Old Yang. Don't blame Yang Ming!" Feng Wanjiang shook his head and said, "If I was younger by a few years, I might have beat him up as well!"

"Ah? Why?" Yang Dahai was baffled. His experience in business wasn't as good as Feng Wanjiang's experience. He didn't know how to be versatile.

But Feng Wanjiang was already a highly experienced and versatile person in the business world. From the words of President Wan, Feng Wanjiang had already heard his meaning. This guy didn't have the sincerity to cooperate at all. He completely regarded them as people who begged for money, and he was here to give some charity.

Therefore, it can be said that even if Yang Ming didn't do this, this business was impossible!

"Old Yang, didn't you see it yet?" Feng Wanjiang smiled bitterly. "President Wan had no intention of cooperating. He treated us as beggars for money! He wanted us to leave by giving us a hundred thousand yuan!"

"This way..." Yang Dahai thought for a long time. He probably figured it out, too. He resolutely gave a sigh. "But Big Ming, aren't you overdoing it? What if President Wan reports this to the police?"

Ha! Yang Ming laughed immediately. It would be possible to say that President Wan would find someone to retaliate against him, but calling the police seemed impossible. Firstly, Yang Ming didn't do anything to him. Secondly, did he have any evidence to prove that Yang Ming hit him?

Sure enough, Hou Zhenhan immediately said after hearing, "Uncle, you can rest assured. I will solve all the problems."

"This..." Yang Dahai didn't know the power of Hou Zhenhan, so he didn't know what to say. But Feng Wanjiang knew what Hou Zhenhan was doing, so he said to Yang Dahai, "President Hou is a capable person. Old Yang, you can rest assured that everything will be fine."

"It's really disappointing." Yang Ming said faintly, "Uncle Feng, Dad, we couldn't have our meal because of the old guy. Let's go. Let's change the place to eat."

"Nightless Club, my treat!" Hou Zhenhan quickly got up and said.

"This... It's okay to go home and just eat something, right? Then again, didn't we order another set of dishes?" Yang Dahai said.

"Big Hou, you cancel it. The atmosphere here isn't good. Let's go to your place." Yang Ming said.

"Okay, Brother Yang." Hou Zhenhan nodded and went to work.

Originally, the dishes that had already been ordered couldn't be canceled, but Hou Zhenhan was too lazy to talk nonsense with the small waiters. He called their boss directly.

When the boss saw Hou Zhenhan, he immediately blamed the waiter for being insensible for not recognizing him. He quickly said that he would treat them, so it was free.

Hou Zhenhan also accepted it without rejection. Although Hou Zhenhan usually didn't find trouble in Moon Island, it didn't mean that he was afraid of Moon Island. It was just because the size of Moon Island wasn't large, and the business project didn't conflict with him.

The owner of Moon Island also understood this, so he was also respectful to Hou Zhenhan.

They came to the Nightless Club. Hou Zhenhan took Yang Ming and the others directly to the VIP room upstairs. When they passed by the room on the fourth floor, a piercing roar came from the room.

Hou Zhenhan frowned immediately and asked the underling near him, "What's happening? Is someone causing trouble?"

"No, President Hou. It's our guests. These are our people." The underling explained, "Maybe they are just playing?"

Hou Zhenhan nodded and said nothing. After all, the guests who came to the Nightless Club were very different. Some of them came to gamble. After they lost in gambling, it was normal to have some internal conflict.

Yang Ming didn't care about it. He looked at it casually. However, Yang Ming immediately frowned and fell into deep thought after looking at it. He scanned it twice again, and then Yang Ming and Hou Zhenhan walked together to the VIP room.

The waiter came, and then Hou Zhenhan handed the menu to Yang Dahai and Feng Wanjiang. He asked them to order. Yang Ming excused himself saying he had to go to the bathroom. After standing up, he hinted to Hou Zhenhan, so Hou Zhenhan followed him, too.

"What's wrong, Brother Yang?" Hou Zhenhan quickly asked after leaving the private room.

"Just now in the room downstairs, there seemed to be a bit of a problem. Get someone to ask who these people are." Yang Ming instructed faintly.

"Okay, Brother Yang!" Although Hou Zhenhan didn't understand why Yang Ming suddenly cared about this, he didn't ask much. He just did it according to Yang Ming's instruction.

After a while, an underling with the registry data came over. Then he said, "President Hou, Room 409 is registered to three people. One of them is a foreigner; the other two aren't foreigners but they're not regular customers. They are new faces."

"When did they check in?" asked Yang Ming.

"This..." The underling was well-disciplined. He looked up at Hou Zhenhan because it involved some private information in the club. He couldn't just simply tell others.

"It's fine. Just answer what Brother Yang asked you." Hou Zhenhan nodded to the underling.

"Yes, Brother Yang." The underling quickly continued, "They checked in this afternoon. I served them personally."

"What did the foreigner look like when he came in?" asked Yang Ming.

"He seemed to be asleep. He was being carried by a man with a hooked nose." The underling said, "This person said that the foreigner is their boss!"

"Okay, I got it. You go to work first." Yang Ming waved his hand.

"Okay, Brother Yang, President Hou, I will go first." The underling said respectfully.

After the underling left, Yang Ming picked up the information brought by the underling and looked at it.

The hooked nose was called Zhang Hunan while the other short man was called Zheng Xubang. The foreigner was registered as James Bond, which was obviously a pseudonym. As a result, the names of the two men were also likely to be fabricated. Yang Ming dropped his jaw open while looking at it. "Damn! It's 007!"

"Brother Yang, why are you looking at these?" Hou Zhenhan asked, puzzled.

"Big Hou, I think this matter doesn't seem to be that simple." Yang Ming said, "I feel like these two men have kidnapped a foreigner."

"Kidnapping?" Hou Zhenhan said, "You mean, these two people are kidnappers?"

"There is this possibility." Yang Ming nodded. "I didn't want to care about this initially, but since the matter happened in the Nightless Club, it can't be ignored."

Hou Zhenhan also nodded. The Nightless Club had always been known for safety. If people knew that a kidnapping occurred in the Nightless Club, the reputation of the Nightless Club would be affected significantly.

Now, public opinion news was very f*cked up. If these two people really committed a crime, the newspaper would report that kidnappers had kidnapped a foreign tourist in the Nightless Club. When the news spread out it would become the Nightless Club kidnapping the foreigner. In the end, the Nightless Club would become a gangster inn.

Originally, the Nightless Club's background in the underworld was a guarantee for the safety of guests, but as a result, some people would even think that the Nightless Club was engaged in a gangster inn business.