Sister, you miss me

Su Qin was terrified, and he didn't want to stay at home any longer.

Qin Xue was originally going to go to Hong Kong with Yang Feng, but considering Su Qinxin's situation, Yu Xin couldn't bear it, so after the first year of junior high, she went back to school with Su Qinxin.

In this way, it became Hong Tianjiao to accompany Yang Feng to Hong Kong.

Chen Long said he wanted to accompany his sister more and said that he would rush over before Hong Dandong's marriage.

Xiong Wei saw her off, and she would hide her reluctance in her heart.

The four broke up at the airport, two went to Beidu and two to Hong Kong.

After boarding the plane, I could finally take off my thick winter clothes, and the plane landed at Hong Kong Airport in one hour and forty minutes.

The two brothers Hong Lin and Hong Xing came to pick up the plane. They drove a Hummer and saw Yang Feng. They showed enthusiasm and respect. Hong Lin's affection for Hong Tianjiao was very good.

On the third day of the first lunar month, the atmosphere of Hong Kong festivals is still strong. Red spring festival couplets can be seen everywhere, the smell of gunpowder from fireworks and firecrackers can be smelled everywhere, and lion dance teams pass by the car from time to time.

"How is the wedding preparation?" Yang Feng asked casually.

"Preparation is almost done." Hong Lin replied, "but this is a world-class grand wedding. It is inevitable that it will be sparsely separated, and Feng Ge will be asked to check it."

"I don't know that." Yang Feng shook his head, "you can ask a big director."

"This is really true. Laura contacted Pittsburgh, but they didn't say anything, saying it depends on the schedule."

"No problem with security, right!"

"Of course." Hong Xing patted his chest, "What do we do? Who dares to break ground on Tai Sui? Besides, the Chief Executive will be there at that time, and the Flying Tigers will not sit idly by."

Hearing this, Yang Feng didn't say anything. After all, it was a big wedding. If he said too much, others would not like to listen.

As night fell, Hong Kong City opened a beautiful night mode.

The car passed through the tender and dreamy Victoria Harbour, and it didn't take long to turn into a turtle speed.

During a nap, Yang Feng opened his eyes: "What, blocked it?"

"These damn bastards are idle and do nothing. They should all be shot if they are fighting for democracy." Hong Lin yelled.

Yang Feng lowered the window and looked forward.

The road next to the harbour was filled with dense crowds, and the water was blocked.

Chaos, hustle and bustle.

This kind of gathering is very common in the so-called democratic countries in the West. It is commonplace. Some people even regard it as a sideline because the gathering is organized and the organizers will pay according to the people who appear.

"What do they want?"

"Sovereignty." Hong Xing said, "A group of militants and many stars among them, the authorities have paid attention to it."

The car followed the crowd at the gathering. Five minutes later, Hong Lin suggested a detour.

Yang Feng had nothing to do, but he found a familiar face, so he shouted "stop".

It was a small stall selling teppanyaki and all kinds of fried rice. The stall owner was the short and simple native. Next to him stood his daughter in elementary school uniform. Their small stall and even their father and daughter were crowded with people. The stroke was precarious and gradually squeezed away.

In the surprised eyes of Hong Lin, Hong Xing, and Hong Tianjiao, Yang Feng pushed the door and got out of the car.

After getting off the bus, I felt the huge number of people in the assembly, fanatical and unscrupulous.

Such incidents often cause great harm to innocent people.

The stall owner's brother is holding his daughter tightly with one hand, while his body protects his stall in vain.

A group of people mercilessly pushed the old brother, father and daughter away, and overturned his stall. One of them picked up the gas cylinder, opened the gas valve, took out the lighter and lit it, and suddenly the gas bottle spewed out a thick flame.

Someone cheered!

"These lunatics."

Yang Feng rushed over, grabbed the gas cylinder, quickly closed the gas valve, and the flame immediately shortened and finally disappeared.

With this alone, Yang Feng formed a blister on his hand.

Hong Lin, Hong Xing, and Hong Tianjiao all sweated.

As everyone knows, Yang Feng's actions actually angered the gang of angry people, and seven or eight came out to surround Yang Feng.

"A bunch of scumbags, want to fight!" Yang Feng was not afraid.

Hong Lin, Hong Xing, and Hong Tianjiao were cut off by the crowds, and wanted to help, but they could only say nothing.

At this moment, six black suits took two steps forward, forming a wall of people, blocking Yang Feng behind him.

This group of people was labeled as a society, and the assembly personnel turned around and left without wanting to provoke them.

Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, thanks to the presence of these gang members. If he first started, he would not be able to grasp his position, and second, he would fall into the ocean of "people's" war by accident.

The gathering crowd drifted away, leaving behind a messy street, Sanhong walked over, and a middle-aged man's depressed cry came from behind him at the same time.

Yang Feng looked back, the stall owner held the unrecognizable stall and wept bitterly, while the sensible little daughter comforted softly by the side.

Yang Feng knows that his family has a heavy burden. This small stall is the source of all family income. Now that the stall is ruined, it is tantamount to losing one's livelihood.

"Brother..."

The stall owner raised his tearful eyes, and said suspiciously: "Little brother, I just felt good-natured just now. It turns out that it is really you."

Yang Feng nodded: "Are you okay!"

"People are okay, but how can I live in the future!" The stall owner couldn't help but feel sad when he thought that the stall was destroyed and had no savings to make a new one.

"How much is the loss?"

This was actually asked by Yang Feng and a black suit at the same time.

"You are..." Yang Feng frowned and looked at the black suit.

"We are the people who played against the winning streak. This piece is covered by us. Lord Kun knows that this place is not peaceful tonight, and sent us to watch the scene."

Having said that, the black suit looked at the stall owner's brother: "We have received your money, and we are obliged to ensure your life safety and property from loss. So, tell me how big the loss is?"

The stall owner swallowed: "This stall can't be used, and the loss is nearly 10,000 Hong Kong dollars."

The black suit took a look, and said to several other partners: "You go to find out about the losses of other people, I will report to Bangge."

"Brother Bang? Chen Dingbang?" Yang Feng asked casually.

"Yeah, do you know our Bangge?"

"As a acquaintance, how is he doing?"

"Where do we guys know? Since you know each other, come over in a while, you can just ask if you can."

"Yes."

Yang Feng nodded, approached the stall owner, glanced at the black suit who was calling, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, how much is the protection fee for a month?"

"Not a protection fee, but a deposit." The vendor corrected.

"Okay, how much is the deposit?" Yang Feng asked, rubbing his fingers.

"One month five hundred, Hong Kong dollars."

"It's dark enough!"

What surprised Yang Feng was that the stall owner did not have the consciousness of being exploited, and said indifferently: "Just such a market."

Yang Feng shrugged and stopped talking. The sad thing about the exploited class is that they have adapted to this level of exploitation.

"Let's go." Hong Tianjiao came over to pull him.

"Wait." Yang Feng missed Chen Dingbang a bit. The kid was placed one after another by himself. He didn't know what his expression would be when he saw him on this occasion. Suddenly, he thought of something and looked at him Hong said, "How much cash did you bring?"

Three Hong looked at each other. Hong Tianjiao took the lead in opening the LV bag. Hong Lin and Hong Xing took out the wallet without hesitation. At this moment, there was a roar of a large-displacement car engine behind them. Several people looked back and found that it was a Ford Raptor pickup.

Pickup squeaked to a halt, and as soon as the cab door opened, a young man in a small suit, cropped trousers and barefoot wearing white pointed leather shoes came down.

A group of black suits immediately stepped forward and bowed, shouting "Bangge" in unison.

Chen Dingbang took off the tea mirror and scanned the crowd. When he saw Hong Tianjiao, he was slightly hot, but under the guidance of Ma Tsai, he took the lead to come to the stall owner's brother.

"Hello Bangge." The stall owner's brother was sincere and frightened.

"The loss is not small!" Chen Dingbang smiled amiably and looked very kind.

"Ten thousand Hong Kong dollars." The black suit next to him said.

Chen Dingbang bowed immediately, almost not scaring the stall owner to death.

After bowing, Chen Dingbang got up and said: "We did not do a good job, and you are frightened. We are solely responsible for your loss. This is what my elder brother meant. This is 20,000 yuan. Please accept it."

"Ten thousand yuan is enough, too much to dare to ask." The stall owner's brother declined.

"If there is too much, just be shocked. We will continue to cooperate in the future."

"This……"

"Kun Ye Bang has a lot of thoughts, brother, don't you refuse!"

"Ah, thank you Lord Kun, thank you Bangge."

Hearing a familiar voice, Chen Dingbang's pupils shrank, and after seeing Yang Feng's unforgettable face, Chen Dingbang's chest rose and fell for a while, and his tone was cold: "Yang Feng, long time no see!"

"It's been a long time since Bangge, don't come without problems."

Chen Dingbang just nodded blindly, as if this was his way of expressing fierceness.

Yang Feng gave a thumbs up: "He streak, I'm very particular about doing this."

Having said that, I took Sanhong and walked away, not forgetting to wave his hand before getting in the car: "There will be a period later, oh yes, Dadong's wedding, I think Bangge will not be absent, and drink two glasses at that time.

As he watched the Hummer leave, Chen Dingbang was so angry that he stepped forward and kicked on the thick tire of the pickup, then he let out a painful cry and sat on the ground with his feet in his arms.

Back at the villa, Hong Dandong's young couple waited at the door. After Yang Feng and Hong Tianjiao got off the car, the two men opened their arms and strode forward with a smile, but they passed by.

Yang Feng hugged Xiang Laola, Hong Dandong hugged Hong Tianjiao.

After the trouble, Yang Feng entered the house to incense Hong Tian. At the dinner table, Yang Feng casually chatted about the rally.

Hong Dandong shook his head and said, "It's noisy after a while, and it will stop after the trouble. By the way, where do you stay at night, or the hotel?"

"Hotel, I'm afraid your voice is too loud and affect me." Yang Feng said with a smile.

"To each other, but you don't worry about complaints from the guests next door."

The two men, looking at each other's women, laughed brazenly.

Metropark Hotel, Room 5214.

As soon as the room card was inserted, the two couldn't wait to kiss each other.