Chapter 838 People and Things in the Dark

"Don't reach out. If it's not burnt, it's not cooked. Go get some beer and go to the greenhouse to pull some onions."

Facing the enthusiastic Jiang Rong, Yang Lingyue immediately became anxious.

Jiang Rong was just showing off. He had sent the boss and his wife back to Dragon City, fried steak once on the way, and then made Yang Lingyue so angry that he almost threw the pot away.

Yang Lingyue felt the temperature of the fire, then grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it evenly on the charcoal.

I picked up a handful of skewered mutton and beef and put them on top. They have not been marinated before, so it requires more skill.

When it comes to barbecue, Yang Lingyue inherits his father's skills. Yang Wenchang's barbecue is famous in the taxi circle of Longcheng.

People often say that Lao Yang is a talentless taxi driver, and he will definitely make a lot of money by opening a barbecue stall.

But Yang Wenchang is very sober. He wants to run a barbecue stall and there will be no shortage of customers, but he will probably lose money.

When Jiang Rong came over with a box of cold beer and a handful of peeled and washed spring onions, Yang Lingyue had already baked them.

The seasonings are only salt and chili, and there is no cumin. It just tastes like it is. Of course, this is because of the good quality of the meat.

The fat and juice of the beef and mutton exploded in his mouth. At this moment, Yang Lingyue wanted to moan with satisfaction.

Jiang Rong, who had already eaten, couldn't help but feel an appetite.

"What do you think about my withdrawal from the day-to-day management of the group?"

"The supervisory department remains as usual."

Yang Lingyue said with a smile: "Yes, everyone in the world treats sinners, and punishes those who disobey them."

"The boss is literate."

Faced with this flattery, Yang Lingyue drank a can of beer, exhaled and said, "That's true. I've realized that I have too many shortcomings. Isn't it just that I have a certain culture?"

Jiang Rong suddenly realized that what he admired most was that his boss was never satisfied.

He didn't think it was possible for a boss with such a high ambition to deal with several women after delegating power.

Yang Lingyue continued: "I asked you to come here, not to talk about Donglai, but to talk about Jintou and Lanhai. There will be no problems in the upper levels in the next ten years. You don't need to worry about that. You need to find the bottom and underground over there. Two people are responsible for these things.”

Jiang Rong knew that the bottom class mentioned by the boss refers to grassroots cadres. There are some black gang organizations underground. After all, there are many mining areas, so it is inevitable that they will come into contact with them.

"Understood, after you mentioned before about studying the fallen officials, I started to study the people in the areas involved in Jintou and Blue Ocean business."

Yang Lingyue raised the beer can and touched it with Jiang Rong: "Okay, don't be afraid of spending money. The most important thing is to protect yourself. Don't be a stone, be a sharp blade."

Jiang Rong nodded solemnly. Although he didn't know the specific people and things, he could also understand that some things in these places might involve death and destruction.

It makes perfect sense to lean on the railing and never be alone.

Perhaps it was because he was full, perhaps it was nourishment from a shady woman, or perhaps it was shady things that made Yang Lingyue's mental state full and abnormal.

After scooping some water from the fish pond to put out the fire, I didn't wash my hands. I washed my hands in the fish pond and went back to the house to sleep.

Just dark does not mean darkness, and sunrise does not mean light. After all, the sun is just a star.

Everyone is someone’s light.

The next day, Yang Lingyue still got up early. He lowered his head and smelled it. There was still the smell of barbecue. He couldn't help but laugh. He really couldn't do it without a woman.

It was rare for Yang Lingyue to get up without waking up. He thought about it for a while before getting up.

After that, it was still boxing. Now Yang Lingyue can be said to be fighting vigorously, because there is indeed wind. When he suddenly exerts force, his cuffs will make strange noises at high speed, like a whip in the air, but not like Wu Zhigang. That's all.

But anyone who looked at it knew that the force of Yang Lingyue's punch was not light.

Speaking of which, the last time I hit someone very hard was in Prince Ligao's Mansion. That was really hard.

If it were Fan Bingbing, he would cry in pain in an instant. If it were Liu Yifei, she would just go all out, really go all out.

Yang Lingyue stopped halfway through the fight. He couldn't calm down and didn't practice breathing anymore.

I checked the time, then called to delay the flight for an hour, took a sheet of music, went to the basement, drove a car and headed straight to Shunyi.

Of course it wasn't the Liu family villa, but the Ligao Prince's Mansion not far next door. After the car parked downstairs, I remembered that someone had asked me to say hello before coming.

I sent a text message, but there was no reply.

Nonsense, 7:30...

Fortunately, the nanny, Sister Wang, is in the kitchen.

After opening the door, he saw Yang Lingyue and said with an embarrassed look: "Mr. Yang, Tongtong came here yesterday."

Yang Lingyue, who was changing his slippers, was stunned: "You two are in the same room?"

"no."

Yang Lingyue smiled and said, "Then I won't go upstairs. If you wake her up, just say I'm downstairs."

"Mr. Yang, this..."

While they were talking, there was a sound on the escalator. It was Wang Jingxuan who was wearing yoga clothes. She stopped on the stairs and looked at Yang Lingyue as if she was looking at the enemy who killed his father.

"roll."

Yang Lingyu didn't move, but Sister Wang ran away quickly.

"Hurry up, I'm going to fly soon."

Wang Jingxi was helpless. Although her tone was not good, her voice became lower: "It's none of my business. Why don't you say hello in advance?"

"Look at your phone, you sent a text message."

Yang Lingyue greeted her as he spoke.

Wang Jingxun's face changed: "No, my daughter is next door, can you respect a mother?"

Yang Lingyue didn't stop. Seeing her retreat, he took out a folded paper from his pocket: "Here."

"What?"

"The music of the song last time."

Wang Jingqi wanted to say that she had already composed it herself, after all, he had sung it last time.

But she suppressed this idea in a second. This man was very domineering. If she knew that her work had been changed, she would be in trouble if he provoked her viciousness. Although she liked it very much, her daughter woke up immediately.

Her twelve-year-old daughter was precocious and smart, and she was really ashamed.

"Oh."

Wang Jingqi responded and took it tentatively. Only then did she have time to carefully look at the man in front of her. Unlike his previous decent appearance, his hair was drooping down and there was a faint black line on his face.

Yang Lingyue turned around and waved: "Let's go."

Wang Jingqi hurriedly caught up: "Wash your face."

Yang Lingyue didn't look back: "I have a house in front."

"Whatever you want."

Wang Jingqi was inexplicably annoyed and turned around to go to the yoga room.

As expected, Yang Lingyue went to the Liu family villa. Liu Xiaoli was not in the main building, and he didn't go to find her. Instead, he went to the bedroom on the first floor to take a shower. He wanted to give Wang Jingqi, who was a vegetarian, some meat, but the words "mother's dignity" completely dispelled his idea. He couldn't take the child seriously, not to mention that Tongtong was not a child anymore.

When Yang Lingyue came out of the shower, he saw an extra set of clothes on the bed, from inside to outside.

But Liu Xiaoli was not there.