C543 There's a Man Beating a Woman
C543 There's a Man Beating a Woman
This was the second page of the "Green Mountain Daily", the headlines of the city's news section.
Everyone knew that a large-scale event that was scheduled several months in advance would not be postponed without a last resort.
Before Lee Nanfang had arrived at Southern Frontier, dozens of fashion brands from China had already prepared everything for this day. The tickets had already been sold out early this month.
But now, why did he suddenly ask for a delay?
A week's delay?
The news did not mention any of the reasons, it was simply "for a reason". It was believed that everyone who was concerned about this Fashion Festival would feel that it was strange, and would then complain that the organizers were being too childish.
However, Lee Nanfang wouldn't complain.
The day after tomorrow would be number one. He was still on his way home, unable to participate in that grand meeting.
But it was great that the Fashion Festival was delayed by one week. On the seventh day, he was sure that he had returned to Qingshan City and personally led Dung Shixiong and the others to let the supermodels of the world, such as Croft, wear steel stockings and show off on the stage.
"The postponement of the opening of the Fashion Festival was simply a deliberate arrangement for me."
While reading the newspaper, Lee Nanfang muttered to himself with a smile, his cellphone rang in his luggage.
Most phones had no signal after being brought to the Golden Triangle. All the drug lords did not like it, so their specific location could be locked on by the outside. That way, their safety factor would be greatly reduced.
So these days, Lee Nanfang's phone never rang.
Now, after more than two hours of traveling, the bus had left the signal blind area.
Who would call me?
It must be my aunt, an old lady. She wants to curse at me, then should I take it?
It seemed shameful to stand guard over so many strangers and be scolded by a girl.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at those brave and decisive people who were resting with their eyes closed. Lee Nanfang felt that he could answer the phone, but no matter how much his aunt scolded him, she would not retort.
He took out his phone and saw that it wasn't Yue Zitong. It was an unfamiliar caller. There was no indication of the location, so it should be an encrypted channel.
Lee Nanfang didn't want to answer as he looked at the unfamiliar number that was flashing on his phone's screen.
His current situation was too sensitive. It would be best if no one knew that he had been here.
However, his phone was about to go out of battery. Furthermore, all the courageous people beside him were looking at him strangely, as if they were asking him why he didn't pick up the phone.
What's the matter with me answering the phone or not?
Lee Nanfang cursed in his heart, but still answered the call. He looked out the window in the dark and decided that no matter who called him, he would only listen and not answer.
"Have you seen the news in 'Green Mountain Daily'?"
A deep male voice came out of the phone.
Lee Nanfang was stunned for a moment. Then, he recognized the caller ID and quickly said: "Yes, I just saw it."
The one who called him was actually Jinghong Ming, who teamed up with Qin Laoqi that night and beat him up.
If someone called him, Lee Nanfang could pretend to not answer, but he didn't have the guts to treat Jinghong Ming like that.
This was not to say that Lee Nanfang was afraid of Jinghong Ming dying, but it was because of — respect.
Jinghong Ming nodded indifferently and asked again: "Yes, did you see the news of Qingshan's Fashion Festival being delayed by one week?"
"I saw it."
As Lee Nanfang nodded, he wondered how someone as powerful as Jack could possibly care so much about a week's delay in the Green Mountain Fashion Festival. However, he quickly understood, "Uncle Jinghong, you were the one who delayed the Fashion Festival."
"Lao Xie told me that the establishment of the Liu Steel Group would give Dung Shixiong and the others hope and could be considered your starting point on the right path. When your company first launched its products into the world, you, as its founder, would have left regret behind if you had not participated. "
Jinghong Ming seemed to quietly curse something and then continued: "But I feel that it must be the idea of Grandma Lao Xie to interfere in such a small matter. With Lao Xie's free and easy power, it would be strange if he would not care whether you had regrets or not. "
Lee Nanfang smiled. "I also think that it was Auntie Xie's idea. Lao Xie is just a pitiful microphone. "Don't look at how Auntie Xie is usually so fierce towards me. Actually, like Mistress, she treats me like her own son."
"As long as you know this, then it's fine. So before you do anything shameful, you'd better think about the people who care about you first."
"Yes, yes, I'll remember."
"Hmph."
This cold snort was what Jinghong Ming said when he ended the call.
Lee Nanfang did not mind this at all -- not everyone had the right to get Jinghong Ming to call him.
"Ahh, what virtue or ability do you have to be able to get the love and care of so many elders?"
Lee Nanfang sighed happily. He leaned his head against the back of the chair and started reading while holding the newspaper.
After officially entering Myanmar, the bumpy road conditions that made the bus bumpy and bumpy became much better.
Crossing the border was simply too easy. It was just like when neighbors came to visit each other. The bus stopped in front of the sentry booth, and the Burmese soldiers responsible for the security of the border were too lazy to look at it. They received a cigarette from the bus driver and impatiently waved it away.
When the sun rose in the morning, the bus stopped by the side of the road.
There's a station here.
A crude license plate hung from a tree by the side of the road. Dozens of people were standing below, carrying bags.
As soon as the car stopped, the courageous people who came to work in Myanmar got off the car one after another, holding their tools and whispering to each other.
The little girl who had eaten Lee Nanfang's chocolate was still waving at him as she got off while being carried by her mother. She was probably asking him if he could give her more of that kind of food.
Lee Nanfang couldn't resist the desire in the little girl's eyes, so he passed the entire box of chocolates to her through the window.
The woman carrying the little girl finally saw that Boss Lee was a good person. She put down her daughter, put her hands together, and bowed towards him to express her gratitude.
Lee Nanfang also clasped his hands in return and felt that Myanmar's morning was truly beautiful.
The bus' final stop was Yangon, two kilometers north from where the Gouge Man had disembarked was the world's biggest stone gambling market.
The bus would only start at half past eight. The driver had driven all night, so it was time to find a place to fill his stomach and get some rest.
Lee Nanfang could get off the car to move around, but he didn't want to. The sun was already so hot when it just got out, so it was better for him to hide in the car to rest up.
After those brave and courageous workers got off, some of the passengers who were waiting for the bus to Yangon got on the bus. A couple from Europe and America sat in the back seat of Lee Nanfang.
From their soft conversation, Lee Nanfang found out that they were stone gamblers and their Gray Valley was not far away.
Before coming to the Southern Frontier, due to the Black Dragon's unusual interest in jade, Lee Nanfang had planned to go there and play. Furthermore, David had once invited him to go there twice, but now, he had no interest in it.
A man should prioritize his family and his career. He would be free to come any time the company got on the right track.
The European beauty was open-minded. The couple sitting at the back embraced each other as soon as they got on the car. They kissed and touched as if there was no one around them, as if the bus belonged to their family's private car.
"Truly lacking in quality."
Hearing the constant sounds of kissing coming from behind him, Lee Nanfang frowned and looked back.
The man was sitting by the window while the woman was sitting outside, her long, white, thick, and healthy legs extended out into the hallway, making it impossible not to pinch her.
Especially that black-heeled small shoe. Every time it moved, Lee Nanfang would suspect that it was giving out a signal to it. Hey, handsome, it's 10: 30 tonight. Room 106 won't leave.
Lee Nanfang was not interested in this. He just wanted to admire the beauty and carefully examined the long leg. He quickly realized that he was not on the same level as Alice. Feeling bored, he pulled down the window curtain and covered his face with the newspaper.
He had been daydreaming the whole night and felt really sleepy. Within a few minutes, Lee Nanfang fell into a deep sleep.
There was a saying that went like this: "Close to home, afraid."
Qingshan was not Lee Nanfang's hometown. Furthermore, right now, he was thousands of miles away from Myanmar. Now, he had this strange feeling. It was nothing more than because of Yue Zitong.
Not long after he fell asleep, he began to dream.
In the dream, Yue Zitong, wearing a tight black leather jacket, high waisted boots and waving a thorny whip in her right hand, lashed out at him while shouting, "I'll make you lose your life!" If you don't use your brain when you do things, it will cause me to feel afraid for you. Do you still have the face to come back?! "
Lee Nanfang really wanted to resist and shouted, "Stop, listen to what I have to say."
However, his hands and feet suddenly stopped listening to his commands, and could only allow the whips to rain down on him. It was so painful, was he planning to murder his husband?
Just as Lee Nanfang was getting anxious, he suddenly heard someone shout excitedly, "Look! There's a man beating a woman outside!"
Lee Nanfang opened his eyes. The shrewish Yue Zitong had disappeared. Only the excited shout came from behind him.
F * ck, he really is a scum. Seeing that a man can be so excited when he hits a woman, this person is truly hopeless.
He turned around and looked at the man by the window. Lee Nanfang despised him in his heart and opened the curtain.
Under the stop sign outside the car window, it was unknown when it was full of people.
Looking down from above, two valiant foreign men were cleaning up a woman in front of the crowd of passengers.
A man was picking her hair with his left hand and holding her right arm with his right, swaying it roughly from side to side.
Another man was waving a pale yellow scroll in his hands and was talking to his companion with an excited expression.
The woman had her head lowered so that her face could not be seen. She was wearing a black suit and her shoes had long since been thrown off. She was barefoot as she stepped on the ground.
There was a small white satchel under her feet. The contents were scattered all over the floor. There was a lipstick, a small mirror, a cellphone, and even a packet of Allegra. Everything had been trampled to pieces.
This woman was also not a merciful person. Although she was at an absolute disadvantage when facing two men, she was still extremely spicy. She struggled to raise her left hand and viciously scratched at a man's face as she cursed, "Bastard, let go of me!"
Since he was in a foreign land, it would be better to save trouble. Lee Nanfang originally planned to just watch the show, but when he heard the woman's curse, he frowned.
When he was not feverish, he would not be able to remain indifferent when his compatriots were beaten up abroad.