Chapter 23: Eat? Maybe some other time!

  (The weather is really hot...... going topless for votes......)

  Zhang Wenzhong stopped in his tracks and turned around to ask: "Is there anything else?"

  "You haven't had dinner yet, have you? Why don't I treat you to a meal?" This was the first time the beautiful lady had ever taken the initiative to invite a man to dine with her, so she felt a little nervous in her heart.

  If someone who knew the beautiful lady had seen this scene, they would surely be shocked and open their mouths in amazement, not daring to believe what their eyes were seeing. Because, with her pretty face and noble status, there were always butterflies around the beautiful lady. These butterflies were undoubtedly all rich and influential young men, but she never gave them any attention. But now, she actually took the initiative to invite an ordinary man who couldn't be more ordinary to have dinner together. If this got out, it would probably make many people's eyes widen in surprise.

  But what's even more astonishing is yet to come.

  "Let's forget it for today, we'll talk about it later." Zhang Wen Zhong surprisingly shook his head and refused the beautiful lady's invitation, turning around to leave.

  The beautiful lady stood still, unable to come back to her senses for a long time. She never thought that the result of inviting a man to dinner for the first time would be so unexpected. She couldn't help but wonder if she had misheard. But looking at Zhang Wen's departing figure, she realized that she hadn't misheard, and this ordinary-looking man had indeed rejected her invitation.

  Is my charm really so poor?

  The beautiful lady is very depressed.

  Watching Zhang Wenzhong's back get farther and farther away, the beautiful lady couldn't help but feel a little down. She hurriedly tiptoed, put her hands on both sides of her mouth, made a shouting gesture, and asked: "Hey, I still don't know what your name is."

  Zhang Wenzhong didn't even turn his head, he just raised his right hand and replied: "My name is Zhang Wenzhong."

  The beautiful lady whispered his name twice in a low voice, then said: "My name is You Jia, remember my name, don't forget it."

  Zhang Wen Zhong still didn't turn around, he just waved his raised right hand, indicating that he had heard her words clearly.

  "What a weird person." Watching Zhang Wen's back disappear into the crowd, You Jia shook her head and said softly.

  Just a few minutes after Zhang Wen-zhong and You Jia left the antique shop, six men wearing Yongcheng West Street security uniforms, tall and stout with thick facial features, roughly dispersed the onlookers and strode into the antique shop.

  When the six security guards saw the two accomplices with their hands tied behind their backs, and the furious antique shop owner who had already come down from the counter and was sitting on a stool panting heavily, they couldn't help but flash a look of surprise on their faces. They quickly surrounded the antique shop owner and asked in unison:

  "What's going on here?"

  "What on earth happened? Did someone come and cause trouble?"

  "Who the hell is so bold as to run into our boss's store and cause trouble? Where did that guy go? Just you wait, I'll kill him!"

  "Damn it, you bunch of idiots! How did it take you so long to get here? My face is completely lost today, damn it!" The furious antique shop owner scolded and recounted the events that had just occurred to the six security guards.

  At this time, the six security guards who rushed over and the two apprentices in the antique shop were of the same identity. They were all underlings of the boss of the antique shop.

  The owner of this antique shop is not a legitimate businessman, he has always been a hoodlum and a notorious figure in the underworld. Since his debut, he has committed almost all sorts of crimes, including fraud, usury, murder, and assault. This antique shop was also acquired from an antique dealer who was swindled out of his entire fortune by him. Previously, there were indeed some genuine items in this antique shop. After selling them off and tasting the sweetness of success, he began to pass off fake goods as authentic products to reap even greater profits. Anyway, most customers who come to his store are nouveau riche who want to emulate others' elegance with their newfound wealth, as long as they have these so-called appraisal certificates, he is not worried about being exposed for the authenticity of his goods.

  However, in order to prevent colleagues from coming to make trouble and also to prevent those who bought fake goods from coming to make a scene, he simply used his connections and money to arrange for several of his subordinates who could fight to work as security guards on Yongcheng West Street. This way, when something happens, they can come to help in time.

  After listening to the antique shop owner's narrative, the six security guards suddenly became angry and scolded in unison:

  "My god, someone actually dares to run into Boss's store and cause trouble, isn't this just asking for death?"

  "Boss, don't worry, we'll go after him right away and definitely won't let that guy get away."

  "When you catch up with him, be sure to beat him half to death and avenge your boss!"

  Six excited security guards turned around and rushed out of the antique shop to chase Zhang Wen Zhong.

  The owner of the antique shop suddenly stopped them.

  The six security guards stopped in their tracks and turned around to ask: "Boss, is there anything else you want us to take care of?"

  The boss of the antique shop pointed to two henchmen who had been relieved of their duties and said, "You don't know that troublemaker who came here, but these two do. Take them with you and go after him, teach him a good lesson. Hmm, just don't beat him up in a crowded place. The cops have been cracking down lately, if you get caught by the cops, it won't be good. I remember there's a secluded alleyway around here where no one passes through, try to drag that troublemaker there and give him a good beating. Best would be to cripple one of his hands or feet, leave him with a permanent memory!"

  "No problem, boss, we'll take care of it. Don't you trust us? We'll go catch that kid right now!" The six security guards nodded in unison and dragged away the two accomplices who had been stripped of their gloves, looking pitiful. They rushed out of the antique shop and chased after Zhang Wen's direction.

  "Damn it, you little rabbit, how dare you run into my store and cause trouble, and even scan my face? Just wait and see how I'll deal with you!" The antique shop owner sneered repeatedly after the six security guards left. In his opinion, Zhang Wen Zhong might have practiced some martial arts or sanda, but he was no match for these six street-fighting experienced security guards alone.