We drank until after one o'clock in the morning before everyone finished.

Everyone came to the nightclub to have fun. And after Tan Cheng had just had an incident, everyone intentionally did not drink too much.

Fei Nan had already greeted Uncle Pan and asked him to say that he would not go back, but he himself went back to the company and made do with the night in the back seat of the taxi.

Before going to bed, he thought a lot.

The conflict between elder brother Cheng and Song Zihao and Xiao Ma Ge is irreconcilable, and a final battle is inevitable.

Through today's contact, he found that the movie was indeed processed.

With the current Brother Hao and Brother Xiao Ma alone, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible for the eldest brother to become the opponent.

Because the prompt given by the system says that if you can get a score by adapting to or changing the plot line, he originally considered whether it would be better to cooperate with his elder brother.

But in the end he chose to stand on the side of the protagonist's team.

At noon the next day, Song Zihao drove the car out and came back shortly afterwards, and his tires exploded.

During this period, Fei Nan followed Fatou to do odd jobs. After a while, he learned some skills in car repair.

As soon as Song Zihao was helping him remove the rear wheel of the car, Uncle Jian came back with the takeaway.

"Do you want to invite me in three or four? Come on! Have tea! Take it yourself!"

He bought drinks and refreshments from the ice room next door.

"Thank you, Uncle Jian!"

Everyone thanked me and went up to get it.

"No need to thank me, I will deduct it from my salary!"

"Wow! You're so stingy!"

"How can I support my wife if I'm not stingy?"

"That's true."

Fernan took a piece of egg tart and leaned against the car door and bit it, but saw a girl with a white windbreaker and long and quiet hair coming outside the door.

Under Uncle Jian’s reminder, Song Zihao also noticed her.

Song Zihao was a little surprised, but he still went forward.

They said something at the door, and although Fernan couldn't hear it clearly, he still knew that she was Song Zijie's girlfriend, named Jackie.

She wanted to ask Song Zihao to leave Hong Kong temporarily because of Song Zijie, but was rejected by Song Zihao.

While eating egg tarts and looking at her, Fernan had to admit that the jackie in this world is still inferior to the movies, but she is also considered pretty.

Just as they were talking, suddenly, two cars drove over outside, stopped at the door, and got out of the car, six big men in suits.

Seeing this, Song Zihao quietly pulled Jackie behind him.

"Brother Hao!"

The men in suits bowed neatly to Song Zihao.

Fei Nan stepped forward and came to Song Zihao's side, grabbed Jackie, and said to her: "Don't stand here, go in!"

Jackie didn't know him, and was a little worried, and grabbed Song Zihao's clothes tightly.

Fei Nan advised again: "You will be in the way when standing here, Brother Hao will not be in trouble."

Song Zihao also nodded at her: "It's okay, Anan is my good friend. You go in first, I'll deal with it here."

Jackie then entered with Fei Nan and hid in Uncle Jian's office.

Jackie looked outside, feeling a little worried, and asked Fernan, "Who are those people?"

"Anyway, it's not a good person." Fei Nan said to her: "You stay here first, I'll go to Brother Hao to watch."

Jackie nodded, and Fei Nan returned to the car. Song Zihao had already squatted down and repaired the car.

Fernan also squatted down, handed him the wrench, and whispered: "It should be for yesterday's incident."

Song Zihao nodded and said nothing.

The men in suits looked at each other in front of each other, and one of them came up with them and said to Song Zihao: "Brother Hao, our boss wants to ask you to have a narrative."

"I'm not available." Song Zihao ignored him.

The man was not angry, but took out a big brother, dialed a number, said a few words, squatted down and handed the phone to Song Zihao: "I'll give you a face to my brother, let's talk to us boss!"

Song Zihao didn't want to make things difficult for me, so he took over the elder brother.

Tan Cheng's voice vaguely came from the phone: "Brother Hao, mark is here now, you can talk about business, right?"

Song Zihao sneered and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested."

"Hey? You are not interested in talking about business. Are you not interested in your brother's question?"

Song Zihao's expression changed immediately, his face darkened, and he slowly stood up.

"I'm waiting for you!"

Song Zihao nodded heavily: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the younger brothers waiting beside him and came to Uncle Jian and Jackie.

"Uncle Jian, I'll go out."

Uncle Jian saw it clearly and knew that only Song Zihao could handle this matter himself, so he nodded and said, "If you have principles in life, you will be afraid of nothing."

Fei Nan also walked up and whispered, "Brother Hao, I'll go with you."

"No, don't get involved." Song Zihao shook his head.

Fernan insisted: "I'll drive a taxi and wait for you downstairs."

Uncle Jian also said, "Let Anan go there. If there is an accident, it's better to have some care."

Song Zihao hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Uncle Jian went into the office and took the keys for Fei Nan. Song Zihao had already gotten into the car sent by Tan Cheng and drove to the company.

Fernan got in the car and followed.

Tan Cheng’s company is in Xiangfeng Building. Last time Fenan gave Song Zihao oil, he met Xiao Ma Ge here.

Following Tan Cheng's car to the front of the building, Fernan parked the car on the side of the road.

Tan Cheng's younger brothers entered the building with Song Zihao half-club and half-preventively. Fei Nan sat in the car and watched from a distance.

Dongdong!

Suddenly, the car window was knocked down. Fei Nan was shocked and turned his head to look, but saw the tall man beside Tan Cheng coming to the passenger's door at some point and grinning at him.

"Our boss said, if you come with me, please go up with me."

Tan Cheng guessed that I would come with him? Fei Nan felt a little nervous, but he still smiled and said, "Okay! It's just like I'm bored in the car."

The entire 22nd floor is Hengda's office area. Behind the large front desk are two young and beautiful girls. The name of the company is embedded on the background wall behind them - Hengda Finance (Group) Co., Ltd.

Song Zihao and his party had just arrived at the company's door. Seeing Fei Nan and the tall man behind him, Song Zihao couldn't help frowning and called Fei Nan to his side with some concern.

"Follow me." Song Zihao whispered to Fernan.

The two came to the door of the chairman's office, and the tall man stepped forward to help them open the door.

As soon as the door opened, they saw Tan Cheng standing at the window. The latter had a warm smile on his face and said hello: "Brother Hao!"

"Ahao, you'll be fine if you come back." A thin and short old man came forward.

"Mr. Yao." Song Zihao nodded and greeted, looked at Mark sitting on the sofa, and glared at him.

Mark subconsciously wanted to get up, but halfway through his feet, Song Zihao turned his gaze back to Mr. Yao and started to greet him.

Mark's movements froze and sat back slowly with a little sadness.

Fei Nan stood at the door and noticed this detail, and his heart couldn't help but feel a slap in his heart.

Could it be that Mark was not caught by Tan Cheng, but came to him?

He is still unwilling to give up?

Song Zihao seemed to have noticed this and glared at him.

"What is this?" Mr. Yao looked at Fernan.

"He is my colleague, and I am now working in a taxi company." Song Zihao explained.

"Oh!" Mr. Yao sighed: "I feel wronged."

"It's okay, I like my current life."

Mr. Yao didn't say anything more and reached out to him: "Come on, come over and talk to Acheng."

"Don't you talk to you?" Song Zihao glanced at Tan Cheng.

Mr. Yao's expression was a little unnatural, and he smiled and said, "It's the same with Ah Cheng. I'm old, so he can just make the decision on some things."

After Mr. Yao went out, Tan Cheng naturally sat behind the desk.
To be continued...