Chapter 1103 Bronx District

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"Did the company call?"

Old John shook his head and persuaded, "No, Jason, Ryze and the others will handle the company's affairs, so you should rest easy and recuperate."

Yang Cheng was indeed not feeling well, he was dizzy and his throat was smoky, and he couldn't even drink a few glasses of ice water.

After all, Liu Yun didn't stay at home for too long. After sitting with Yang Cheng for a while, she was called to the company by phone calls one after another.

Yang Cheng, who was lying on the bed and was bored, picked up his mobile phone and sent Luo a few messages, but nothing came of it.

This girl is busy with a big project recently, not to mention sending messages, the time for calling is always in a hurry, and Yang Cheng is not easy to rush. To a certain extent, Luo is very similar to Liu Yun, and he is very family-friendly in his bones. She is the kind of traditional woman who has been indoctrinated with the idea of ​​caring for her husband and raising her children since birth, but as she grows older and has more social experience, once she puts herself into work, she will lose sight of the other and devote all her energy to her work On, and strive to do our best.

Yang Cheng won't complain about this, and he doesn't want his wife to stay at home every day. Her only hobbies are shopping with other ladies, grooming, showing off her husband, and showing off her baby. It's pretty good, at least it won't make her married life monotonous, and Yang Cheng will get bored after a long time.

I sent another message telling her to take a rest, but ignored it.

At this time, Old John led the nurse in, and said to Yang Cheng, "We have to continue to use anti-inflammatory bottles."

Yang Cheng smiled politely at the nurse, thanked her, and handed over her left hand.

It took some time to hang the water, the nurse couldn't leave, and was taken down by the servants to rest, and the old John was also sent away by Yang Cheng. On a whim, he took a photo of the place where the needle was buried in his left hand with his mobile phone, and then sent it to a doctor in South Korea. Erin.

I haven't molested this girl since I came back, so the rhythm can't be messed up.

He is also drunk, and he still does not forget to pick up girls when he is sick.

Calculating the time, it happens to be the prime time at night in South Korea. Irene should be resting, right?

Sure enough, without keeping him waiting, Irene replied, "Is Oppa sick?"

Yang Cheng chuckled, typing with one hand was not slow at all, and replied in a pitiful tone, "Yeah, I caught a cold and burned all night."

Erin asked with concern, "What can I do?"

"It's okay, just hit a few bottles, are you in the dormitory?"

Irene didn't think too much, and said truthfully, "No, thanks to Oppa's help, the company lifted the ban, our activities have increased a lot in the past few days, and our manager told us that the company is preparing to release a new album for us. "

Yang Cheng secretly thought that Jin Yingmin was a sensible person, and typed quickly, "That's good, call me if you have anything to do, you're welcome, and you're welcome to come to the United States after you've been busy for a while."

"Thank you oppa, I will definitely go if I have the chance."

Yang Cheng patted his forehead, and scolded himself fiercely, "Idiot, isn't this talking to death?"

Forget it, there's a lot of time to pick up girls, just chat a few words to maintain a good relationship, it's not too late.

Yang Cheng was very optimistic and found a way for herself.

But he changed his mind and made a direct call to Liu Jianjun's mobile phone. He was not so polite to the man, "Old Liu is me, has the director surnamed Cui been resolved?"

Liu Jianjun also wondered why Yang Cheng called so late. He had just entered the house, and he hadn't waited to show his fatherly love with his daughter, so he was really depressed.

But when he heard Yang Cheng's words, he immediately cheered up. This is a task assigned by the boss himself.

There is no room for loss, "Boss, the guy surnamed Cui is very easy to deal with. I sent someone to check his bank account and found that he had recently lost an investment. Although it will not make him bankrupt, if he can't make up for the loss as soon as possible, he will be far away." Bankruptcy is not far away."

Yang Cheng listened quietly and did not comment for the time being.

"So I tricked him into embezzling the company's money to fill his own hole. For the time being, he is still alert and has not taken any action, but the seeds have already been buried, just wait for the fruits to be reaped."

Liu Jianjun's plan was good. Yang Cheng went through it slowly and found no loopholes, but he was still not satisfied. For those who offended him, he wished he could be executed immediately. Revenge must not be overnight.

"You push back. Cui has no money, so he will definitely find a way to make money. You set up a game to trap his last funds. When he is forced to do nothing, he can only embezzle the company's money. Fill in the bill." Yang Cheng's voice sounded a little hoarse, and Liu Jianjun felt a chill in his ears, thinking that the boss is still ruthless.

But he didn't have any opinion, similar to Yang Cheng's philosophy, he didn't have any good feelings for male sticks, "It's the boss, I'll start making arrangements tomorrow."

Yang Cheng hummed to express her satisfaction, and then said, "By the way, is there any progress on Li Zhiyu's side?"

Before he left, he asked Liu Jianjun to keep an eye on the establishment of Li Zhiyu's clubhouse. This clubhouse was related to the mission of Club 13, and there must be no mistakes.

Liu Jianjun immediately said, "Don't worry, the boss, Li Zhiyu's actions are fast and full of energy, and he doesn't even bat an eyelid when spending money. It seems that he is going to make it his life's work.

At present, Li Zhiyu has started to buy a Han River tour company by the Han River. The company owns a wharf and two sightseeing boats. "

Yang Cheng nodded. Li Zhiyu's efficiency is very high, which is exactly what he needs. The 13 club's task period is only one year, and it will take half a year to build a club, and the day lily will be cold by then.

"Keep an eye on him. When he needs help, you can help him. I want this club to be established as quickly as possible."

"It's the boss. Li Zhiyu's ability is still good. He has ordered the decoration team under Sanxing to move in. He is going to renovate the company's building by the river and decorate it with the highest standard. At the same time, he is also inspecting South Korea. Some top restaurants are planning to poach a celebrity chef to join them and provide the most advanced catering services inside the clubhouse."

Yang Cheng was not interested in these details, "Okay, you don't need to tell me about these things, just keep an eye on them, and report to me anytime you need anything."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Cheng planned in his mind how to carry out the tasks after the establishment of the clubhouse. After thinking for a long time, the more he thought about it, the more his head hurt. Sure enough, it is not suitable to use his brain during illness, so Yang Cheng found a very reasonable reason for himself.

. . .

Two days later, Yang Cheng's condition improved. She no longer had a fever, and she seemed much more energetic, but she coughed twice from time to time, which proved that the cold was not cured.

Bie Lai was planning to continue recuperating at home, but he got up early in the morning and left home by car.

The solemn and elegant Maybach Zeppelin is driving on the slightly deserted streets of Manhattan. It is not yet the peak season, and the old beauties who are used to sleeping late and waking up late should still be dreaming at this time.

The sky hadn't fully brightened yet, and it was so gray and dark that it felt like being in Gotham City in the comics.

Sitting in the back row, Yang Cheng closed his eyes and rested his mind, still thinking about the inexplicable envelope Hansen received yesterday.

It was a white envelope, relatively small in size, usually used for postcards of travel notes. In fact, it was indeed a postcard when it was opened, but the front of the card was not a landscape, but a place in the northernmost Bronx district of New York. It was an old-fashioned building full of graffiti. If Hansen hadn't been careful and found the exact location on Google through the zip code of the unit building, Yang Cheng would have thought it was a prank.

On the north side of the card is a handwritten sentence, "Come and see me at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning~"

It was signed by Gina, and the name was embossed with a bald eagle stamp.

The owner of the card is obvious. Yang Cheng and her have been friends for a long time. I didn't expect the other party to show up suddenly and ask to meet. They also played such a mysterious trick. Only those who met will know what the purpose is. Hansen and the others are worried. It's a trap, Yang Cheng didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and he wasn't afraid, anyway, he held their handle in his hand, dare to frame him? Then get ready to step down.

Compared with Queens and Brooklyn, as the northernmost district among the five districts of New York, the Bronx has always been less well-known to the outside world, and even many outsiders do not know that there is such a district in New York.

This is also the result of New York City Hall's deliberate downplay. After all, the Bronx was once a notorious place with extremely poor law and order, and its crime rate was one of the best in the United States.

From the 1970s to the 1980s, large-scale arson cases frequently occurred in residential areas in the Bronx. It was not until the early 1990s that the New York City government felt that the existence of such a district would greatly affect the image and reputation of New York City, and began to work on it. Hitting hard has only improved to this day.

However, even though the overall public security environment has improved greatly compared to before, many people still feel scared when they talk about the Bronx, and they seem to turn pale when they talk about it. Anyway, locals generally avoid going there, and tourists even avoid it. Even worse, they still dare to go together during the day, and absolutely refuse to wander alone on the street at night. Their reputation is comparable to Hell's Kitchen.

But the Bronx is not useless, it has the most park land in New York, the home of the famous New York Yankees is located here, and the street art atmosphere in Bronx is strong, many artists and even singers were born here, the most famous It's Jennifer Lopez, the Latin queen.

In fact, in the early years, the residents of the Bronx were mainly white immigrants, and the overall economic foundation was not bad, and even reached the stage of prosperity at one point.

However, since World War II, due to the aging of regional infrastructure, other regions have gradually emerged. The original white people moved out, and the people who moved in were mainly African and Latino immigrants with little money. The economy gradually declined. Later, it became A slum with the highest unemployment rate and a high crime rate, even white people who have no money are unwilling to live here, let alone Asians who always pay attention to the security environment.