Chapter 52: Laozi Wants You Dead

  He suddenly realized that his posture was different from others, and it felt a bit awkward sitting with ordinary people after being in the army for so long. He smiled to himself but didn't say anything, knowing this wasn't something he could change overnight.

  After having breakfast, under the leadership of Cui Liang and others, Ye Yang Jian came to the restaurant where Cui Liang and others originally worked, "Wan Hua Da Jiudian" (Grand Wan Hua Hotel)…

  "Hmm... quite a stylish name. I've never been here before." Yoruhiyasu smiled slightly.

  "Brother Ye, as long as you can help us get our documents back, I'll even sell my pants to treat you to a good meal!" Little Ke said with a smile, showing another small Buddha-like face... Ye Yangjian was very happy, he could feel that this smile was sincere, and didn't say anything, just nodded his head...

  The hotel's working hours are generally at 9 o'clock. Nie Yangjian and the others arrived a bit earlier, so they could only find a place to sit down at the entrance, smoke, chat, and ask about Cui Liang's plans after getting their certificates. They all said that it was not easy to find work for six people at once, because there wouldn't be a hotel with six kitchen vacancies at the same time. Even if they found one, maybe the hotel had already hired one or two people first, and Nie Yangjian understood this kind of situation very well. As someone who used to be in the army and was also a squad leader, he could understand the bond between Cui Liang and his friends. He secretly decided to help them out, at least letting them stay together as a group.

  It was time to go to work, Cui Liang and others took Ye Yang Jian to the hotel manager's office to find their boss.

  This is a not-too-large room, with average decorations. Hotels usually prefer to spend money on decorating private rooms rather than offices, which are simply kept clean and tidy. A man in his 40s was sitting there making a phone call. Seeing Cui Liang and others walk in, he looked annoyed, waving one hand to shoo them away. Ye Yang Jian didn't care about the boss or not, and directly sat down on the sofa opposite him, lit a cigarette, and slowly exhaled. He wasn't in a hurry at all, having learned many ways to deal with people like this from his father, Ye Wen Zhong.

  "Ah... it's me... yeah... okay, okay... I still have some things to take care of here, I'll call you tonight." The owner of the Marriott Hotel knew that Ye Yangjian was not someone who could be easily dismissed with a wave of his hand, so he hung up the phone.

  "Excuse me, sir. Do you have some business with me? Don't you think it's impolite to enter my office without my permission? I can call security and have you taken to the police station at any time?" The owner of the Wan Hao Hotel gave Nie Yangjian a warning shot, testing the waters. When he saw Cui Liang, this big guy, he roughly understood something. Although the hotel had many employees and a large turnover rate, he remembered this big guy very clearly. In the past, when it came to cleaning the kitchen, clearing the ceiling and exhaust fans, these dirty jobs were always assigned to the big guy...

  "Hand over their ID cards and health certificates!" Night Yang Jian said with a cigarette in his mouth, with an unquestionable tone, as if he was talking to himself... completely ignoring the inquiry of the owner of the Wan Hao Hotel...

  "What kind of person are you? If you don't speak, I'll call security!" The hotel owner was used to being arrogant and was very annoyed at Night Yang Jian's disregard for him. After speaking, he picked up the phone in his hand and prepared to dial the security department's number...

  "Go ahead, I'll make a call too, let's see who gets through first!" With that, Ye Yangjian took out his mobile phone and ignored the hotel owner once again, standing up to dial a number.

  "Hey, it's me, Jian. I have a favor to ask of you. A few friends of mine used to work at the Marriott Hotel, but they quit because they weren't satisfied with their treatment. The boss withheld their health certificates and ID cards, and froze all their salaries. That's the thing. Thanks, you're busy first, I'll hang up, see you when I'm free." Jian hung up the phone without even looking at the hotel boss.

  "Hey! Security department, there are a few people who have broken into my office and are causing trouble. Get over here immediately and take them away! What the hell are you guys eating? You're letting anyone in! Don't you want your salary this month?! Hurry up!" The boss of the Wan Hao Hotel didn't mince words, directly calling the security department on the phone.

  Everyone was waiting for someone, and Ye Yang Jian and President Wan Hao were stuck in a stalemate...

  Before long, the sound of footsteps came from the door, and the office door was pushed open. More than 20 security guards rushed in. The boss of the Marriott Hotel pointed at Ye Yangjian, and the security guards immediately surrounded him. Seeing that they were outnumbered, although everyone knew that Ye Yangjian had been a soldier, Ye Yangjian was there to help them out, so they were afraid he would be at a disadvantage. They also surrounded him, protecting him in the middle. The two groups continued to confront each other, with the security guards having the advantage of numbers, but Ye Yangjian's side was not to be underestimated either. Cui Liang, who was 1.97 meters tall and had lost some weight, still looked very imposing. Neither side dared to make the first move...

  "Ring...". The office phone rang, the atmosphere was tense at that moment, and this sudden ringtone scared the boss of Marriott. Looking at the number starting with 000, he hesitated for a moment, composed himself and answered it anyway.

  "Hello! Who is it? Ah! ? Excuse me, are you... Yes, yes, yes, I know, I know. Oh dear! I'm really sorry, sorry, I forgot about this matter, ah, no! No! No! I didn't mean to. I'll take care of it right away, I'll take care of it right away. How did I disturb you so much? Ah? What? Oh my, what's going on?!... I'll definitely visit and apologize another day... definitely... Hello! Hello! Hello!......" The other party had already hung up the phone, but the owner of the Wanhao Hotel was still talking into it...... A group of people in the room stared at each other, unsure of what had happened.

  He put down the phone and Marriott Hotel's boss rubbed his face hard. When he opened his eyes, he had already put on a passionate smile that made Ye Yangjian evil...

  "Master Ye, haha, misunderstanding, misunderstanding! It's like a flood sweeping through the Dragon King Temple - family members not recognizing each other! Haha, our own people, our own people..." The owner of the Wanhao Hotel immediately squeezed into the crowd and enthusiastically pulled up Yè Yangjiàn's hand, shaking it firmly...

  "What are you all standing there for? Haven't you seen the young master of the Ye family before? Get out! All of you get out!" The owner of the Wanhao Hotel felt at this moment that if those security guards were still standing around, they would be slapping themselves in the face, and he quickly yelled at them to retreat.

  "I'm not some young master who's used to being waited on, bring it here quickly!" Yang Jian said impatiently, he hated this kind of thing the most.

  But Ye Yangjian didn't know that his impatient expression and pale, powerless explanation had deeply betrayed him. This made the owner of the Wanhao Hotel even more certain that the young master in front of him was absolutely a super big shot. He was a worldly person, those rich and powerful families' sons and daughters were all this type, and Ye Yangjian's demeanor seemed even bigger, looking at his straight waist, standing posture, and commanding tone. The old hotel owner, who was very familiar with the ways of the world, was extremely certain that this young master Ye was probably the next generation heir of a military big shot family, and had already spent some years in the army. Adding to that the unusual scar on his face, it was clear that one could draw a conclusion. Young Master Ye was from a certain iron-blooded faction family's new nobility, this kind of person was the most difficult to deal with, both arrogant and hard, stubbornly unyielding, but also had extremely high prestige in the military. The descendants of such families were all famous for being iron-blooded warlords. They would often talk about recovering this or that...

  "Yes, yes, yes." The boss of the Marriott Hotel immediately called his beautiful female secretary and instructed her to quickly go get various documents for Cui Liang and others, and also to go to the finance department to pick up three months' salary for each of them...

  "Night Young Master, you're so free to come, then don't leave today, I'll be the host, let's try the wine and dishes of our Wan Hao Hotel, just consider it as me accompanying Night Young Master for a while, okay?" The boss of the Wan Hao Hotel smiled with a flushed face, following behind Ye Yang Jian, offering him cigarettes and nodding.

  "Damn it! Are you annoying or not? Hurry up! I was in the army, and I couldn't stand this kind of thing. In the last minute, if things don't arrive, I'll call the local military chief and shut down this crappy hotel! What a crappy thing! I'd shoot you dead right now..." Ye Yangjian's face turned black, and a hint of murderous aura burst out. Habitually, he made a gun shape with his hand, and this action suddenly scared the Wan Hao boss into trembling. This kind of murderous aura, if you say it exists, it does; if you say it doesn't, it doesn't... Different people see things differently, wise people understand things wisely..."

  Finally sent away that night Yang Jian, the living King Yama. Wan Hao boss sat in a chair with a thud, panting heavily, his beautiful female secretary, who was actually his mistress, coquettishly pressed his temples and softly asked, "Boss, don't be angry! That little rascal was so arrogant earlier, why didn't you give him a hard time..."

  "Damn it! You stinky little bastard, do you know who just called? It was the director of the Provincial Discipline Inspection Committee! That's the director of the provincial discipline committee, for crying out loud! If the governor had any shady private business, he'd be pissing his pants just seeing him! And this guy can call and name names over something like this, think about what kind of background he has! I bet his old man is some military commander. Didn't you see how he was about to pull out a gun without hesitation? Damn it, I'm sure that little bastard has killed people before. More than one! Thank God he's not wearing a uniform and carrying a gun today. Otherwise, I'd be dead for nothing. You know, those second-generation rich kids are born with a license to kill. They can shoot two people and don't even need to explain themselves. I'm dead for nothing, that bunch of stinky little bastards were born with a killer's permit... You little bastard, if you moved any slower, I'd have been killed by you..." Mr. Wan finally found someone to vent his anger on and started cursing loudly.

  Out of the Marriott's gate, Ye Yangjian led Cui Liang and others to quickly leave.

  "Hey, Big Brother Ye, you still say you're not the young master of a big family? Look at you, with just one phone call, the boss is like a grandson to you." Little Ke said with a chuckle.

  "I'm really not some kind of big shot, believe it or not as you like..." Night Yang Jianle chuckled with a smile.

  "Who was it on the phone just now? Is he some kind of big shot?" Cui Liang asked disbelievingly...

  "Who else could it be? My old man, of course!" Night Yang Jian burst out laughing.

  Author's words:

  Coca and my little editor have been paying close attention to the latest developments in Ya'an Lushan disaster area. To be honest, donating money is just a way to feed corrupt officials, a tent for over 10,000 yuan? Are you kidding me?! Buying medical supplies worth over 10,000 yuan, and then asking for an invoice of 50,000 yuan?! Haha... Coca is calling on everyone here, please don't rush into the disaster area to offer support as volunteers. We are still within the golden 72 hours... If we go there without professional skills, it might end up being a case of "good intentions, bad outcome". Let's leave the "life passage" open for the official rescue teams! Mourn and pray!!

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