Chapter 72: An Yiran's Warm Trap (Part 1)

  After receiving An Yiran's phone call, Jiang Fengchen's mood was no longer calm, and he thought about the driver driving faster, faster, and hated to return to the bar immediately.

  As soon as he got off the car, he hastily hailed a taxi and said, "Master, go to Flowing Scenery Bar at No. 43 Shunyuan Road, thank you!"

  The driver uncle slowly opened the radio, tuned to a rock channel and said: "Young man, you can't be so impatient when doing things, do you know?"

  "Damn it!" Jiang Fengchen suddenly burst out in a loud, crude tone, "I told you to hurry up, what's with all the nonsense?! How much money do you want? I'll double it, is that okay?! Hurry up!"

  The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror with a strange expression, and without saying another word, he suddenly stepped on the accelerator and took off with a "whoosh".

  "No need to look anymore, thank you!" The driver, under Jiang Fengchen's repeated urging, ran through several red lights and sped excessively before finally arriving at the entrance of Liu Jing Bar in just five minutes. Jiang Fengchen hastily pulled out a few banknotes from his wallet and stuffed them into the driver's hand before turning around and rushing towards the bar without looking back.

  The driver stared blankly at the banknote in his hand, muttering to himself: "Are young people nowadays so arrogant? Alas, the world is indeed going downhill." Probably, when he gets back, he'll receive a lot of traffic tickets. Hmm... but that's none of Jiang Fengchen's business.

  Jiang Feng Chen hastily rushed into the Liu Jing bar, it was already after 6 pm, on autumn and winter nights, darkness always falls early, at this time, the sky had gradually darkened, the streets outside had lit up with dazzling neon lights, but, the Liu Jing bar was desolate, a few buddies stood by, hanging their heads in dismay, An Yiran sat aside, frowning and sighing.

  Jiang Fengchen glanced at the crowd, his face involuntarily showing a hint of confusion. The broken wine cups were smashed everywhere, and the various facilities in the store were not spared, all of which were smashed beyond recognition. The ground was in disarray, chaotic to the point where it was almost impossible to find a place to stand.

  An Yiran discovered Jiang Fengchen's presence at this time, and couldn't help but feel overjoyed, standing up to run over, tightly grasping his hand, both sad and happy, "Fengchen, you're back!"

  Jiang Fengchen looked around at the chaotic hall again and said: "Yiran, what's going on? I've only been away for a few days, how could something like this happen?"

  An Yiran's eyes dimmed, looking at him with some hesitation, and finally gritted his teeth to tell the truth: "Feng Chen, do you still remember that Long Ge who made trouble in our bar last time? He came to our bar again today, claiming that he wants to acquire our bar. If we don't agree, he'll smash it. This is my hard-earned business! How can I... As a result, he led his brothers to smash the place without saying a word, and threatened those customers not to come to our bar from now on. This is clearly going to cut off my livelihood!" An Yiran became more and more heartbroken as he spoke, starting with quiet sobs and finally bursting into loud wails.

  After all, she is just a woman.

  Jiang Fengchen hugged her reassuringly and comforted, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll take care of it. Tomorrow, no, wait a minute, I'll go find Dragon Brother and negotiate with him properly. As long as the conditions are suitable, I believe he won't make things difficult for us."

  "Feng Chen, thank you." An Yiran wiped away the tears on her face and looked up at him, "I thought I could hold up a piece of sky, but things are right in front of me, and I'm just a weak woman who doesn't know what to do. It's great that you're here."

  Jiang Fengchen smiled reassuringly and said, "You all go ahead and clean up the hall first, I'll go find Dragon Brother. Don't worry, wait for my good news, maybe by the time you're done cleaning, I'll be back triumphantly."

  Listening to Jiang Fengchen's awkward comfort, An Yiran couldn't help but let out a "heh" and said: "Alright, then we'll wait for your good news here."

  Jiang Fengchen nodded firmly and turned around to pull open the door and walk out.

  An Yiran turned around and said to the store clerk who had been standing restlessly: "Everyone hurry up and clean up."

  Jiang Fengchen felt a strong chill as soon as he opened the door, the temperature dropping sharply in the evening. He had been anxious and hadn't noticed it earlier while waiting outside. As soon as he came out of the room, the huge temperature difference made him shiver several times. Jiang Fengchen shrunk his neck, shook his clothes, and rushed towards Qinglong's base despite the cold wind.

  It was already after 10 o'clock at night when Jiang Fengchen returned. An Yiran was anxiously waiting for Jiang Fengchen's return in the bar. The store had been cleaned up by their joint efforts, but the facilities and utensils that were smashed, such as wine glasses, tea cups, cocktail shakers, musical instruments, and chairs, had not been replaced yet. The large hall was empty and eerily quiet.

  Those few shop assistants have been sent home, at this time, the more people who stay here are useless, and it's better to let them go back and sleep well than to make them stay here anxiously.

  An Yiran stared tensely at the door, but Jiang Fengchen was slow to return. Just as she was hesitating about whether to call him to ask, the glass door creaked open. An Yiran looked up at the door in surprise and saw Jiang Fengchen pushing it open and walking in. She couldn't help but smile, taking three steps forward in two strides, saying: "Fengchen, how is it?"

  "Nothing... " Jiang Fengchen had just opened his mouth to speak when he couldn't help but let out a big sneeze. He rubbed his nose before continuing, "It's all right now, Dragon Brother has promised not to make things difficult for us again. Yiran, you can rest assured."

  Upon hearing Jiang Fengchen's result, An Yiran burst into tears of joy, finally able to release all her emotions. "Feng...Fengchen, thank you...if it wasn't for you, I really don't know what I would have done..."

  "What was that," Jiang Fengchen smiled and was about to comfort her a few words, but unfortunately he had been standing outside for too long and his body could no longer withstand it, and he let out several consecutive sneezes.

  An Yiran only then noticed Jiang Fengchen's abnormality, and apologetically said: "Look at me, I was so focused on the wine bar that I even forgot to remind you to put on more clothes before going out. It's so cold outside, anyone can't stand it..."

  Jiang Fengchen shook his head, "Yiran, do we still need to be so polite with each other? You've always been helping me and taking care of me, I don't even know how to repay you yet, this little cold is nothing..."

  An Yi Ran disagreed, picked up the bag on the sofa and said: "No way, a cold can be serious or minor, I'll go back and make you some ginger tea." As he spoke, he pulled down the switch, pulled Jiang Feng Chen out of the bar and locked the door neatly.

  Jiang Fengchen hadn't even reacted yet, but An Yiran had already finished all the actions, and could only helplessly say: "Yiran, really no need to go to so much trouble, I'm a big man, would I still be afraid of this little cold?"

  An Yiran turned around and faced him, staring at him with wide eyes: "I said no, it's not going to happen!"