Chapter 1635 Surnamed Ou
Hao Jun is widening his uncle's family's heart, and holding Guan Qingmei's big banner made of tiger skin is still very effective. The Toyota owner who is still in the Saiheng Car Business Store will be about to get on his Toyota car, lying horizontally in the rear seat, enduring the pain all over his body, and thinking about his miserable experience, he can't help but burst into tears.
The driver who drove for him carefully looked at this person from the rearview mirror, quickly without squinting, and felt a little sympathetic to this person. The person who was beaten was so miserable, and it hurts when he looked at it.
The repaired Lamborghini was still left at the Saiheng Car Store. This guy was in a desperate mood when he saw this car, and he also had plans to settle the score with them.
The Toyota car drove into a villa area located by the river, which is a relatively famous wealthy area in Shanghai.
When the driver was carefully walking into the door of a villa with a humming Toyota owner, four people were sitting together playing mahjong in the living room, and the sound of playing cards was very smooth.
When the Toyota owner with a bruised nose and swollen face appeared at the door, they didn't even look up and looked at it more, and they were busy!
The driver who gave the person completed the task and did not dare to stay for too long. He helped the Toyota owner on the sofa and immediately ran away.
The middle-aged man facing the door of the hall may have a little myopia. When he saw the person, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally he was willing to raise his eyelids and immediately said in a deep voice: "Boy, do you still know how to come back?"
The middle-aged woman opposite him immediately responded: "Worry, no one can hear you, why are you showing off at home? Zihao was so scared not long ago. He was just going out to relax!"
The Toyota owner wanted to speak very much, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he pulled the wound on his face. The pain made him unable to help humming again. If he wanted his parents to vent his anger, he had to pretend to be miserable. The Toyota owner had this awareness.
The middle-aged woman then looked back and finally saw her son's bruised nose and swollen face. She immediately jumped up from her seat, threw the card in her hand on the table, and said anxiously: "What's wrong, what's wrong, why is it like this?"
She threw down the card in her hand, stood up and ran towards the Toyota owner, and then the other three people on the mahjong table looked up.
"Zihao, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? You're talking!" The middle-aged woman looked at her son anxiously. Seeing him twitching and not speaking, she felt even more panicked. She turned around and said with a voice: "Original, who is the head, come and have a look!"
"What's going on?" The middle-aged man frowned and picked up the glasses on the corner of the table. As soon as he put them on, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He walked over quickly and said to the middle-aged woman: "Hurry up, call Dr. Shen to come over, hurry up!"
The middle-aged woman immediately ran towards the landline at home when she heard the sound. The middle-aged man sat down next to the owner of the Toyota and said in a deep voice: "Zihao, don't worry first, tell your father slowly what's going on?"
The Toyota owner opened his mouth again, making only a hoarse voice. A young man who was about the same age as the Toyota owner behind the middle-aged man said, "My uncle, don't worry, Zihao should be out of breath. Let him slow down first. Wait until Dr. Shen comes and see, so as not to hurt his body when he speaks!"
"Yes, Zimo makes sense, I'm too anxious!" He glanced at the Toyota owner again, "This brat might have gone out to cause trouble again, and he was beaten like this!"
Although he said this, his tone was mostly about caring and resentment, and he was resentful of people who were so serious about taking action.
The middle-aged man's mouth Dr. Shen came very quickly. He first roughly checked the Toyota owner's body, and then asked the nurse following him to start using some simple instruments.
"It's nothing serious. I'm just being hit in the lungs and having a suffocation. I'll get better after a while. I'll give him a comprehensive examination later to ensure there are no other injuries. A preliminary judgment is that the person who takes action should be a habitual offender, with a very good grasp of the standards. They are all minor injuries, no substantial harm, but it hurts very much!"
It seems that in order to emphasize the word "pain", Dr. Chen also deliberately emphasized some tone and accent.
"Please trouble Dr. Chen!" The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.
"It should be!"
The owner of the Toyota car was helped into the bedroom by two beautiful nurses, and Dr. Chen arranged for a special person to accompany him.
In a short while, the Toyota owner was able to speak.
In the room, his parents stood in front of his bed with a serious expression, and the young man of his age also stood aside, leaning against the wall, with a cynical smell.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
As soon as the middle-aged man spoke with a cold face, the middle-aged woman immediately cursed: "My son has suffered such a serious injury, who are you showing off your face?"
The middle-aged man said angrily: "Isn't this all you have been accused of. I just had a car accident. Fortunately, I'm not seriously injured. How long have you been? Oh, how long have you been back in this way? If it weren't for the fact that everyone at home is all his family and let outsiders see it, it's just a joke for me, where will I put my face?"
"Your face? If you have the face, others can beat your son like this!" She turned to look at the Toyota owner, and the expression on her face and tone of speaking became gentle in an instant, and said, "Zihao, don't worry, Dr. Chen said, your body is not in any way bad, just tell your mother, who beat you like this, mom vents anger for you!"
The young man leaning on the wall couldn't help but hold his lips in his mouth after hearing the middle-aged woman's words.
"Tell me!" The middle-aged man responded. Although he still had a cold face, his tone became much gentler.
The Toyota owner still struggled and hurts to speak, but he still said the matter word by word. Naturally, some situations will be deliberately omitted. In short, he is bullied.
"Boss Wang?"
The middle-aged man's focus soon fell on this man and his brows frowned.
He also heard of this fat man Wang. He is a bit famous in Shanghai and has risen very quickly. Of course, for those who are in business, they are almost from two worlds, but if they really get involved, it will be really not easy to deal with. I am afraid that they will come to the dark side! It is like a mosquito lingering on their faces, but they can't beat them.
"Who are the young and thin guys you mentioned?"
The Toyota owner shook his head, and the middle-aged man was immediately angry and said angrily: "Okay, you have had a conflict with others. After fighting for so long, you don't even know what the other party is?"
The Toyota owner felt a little aggrieved. He felt that the other party hadn't asked about his identity either. If he asked first, it would be so shameless. And that guy, who had always been domineering in the past, would have turned against him so easily today. If the two of them didn't turn against each other, they might be able to get the identity of another person from him.
"It should be the same way!" The middle-aged man saw his son's expression, his anger subsided a little and muttered softly.
"One way, one way, you care whether they are the same way. My son suffered such a big loss. As a man, you should tell me what you plan to do? Aren't you shameless? Slapping your son is slapping you in the face!"
The middle-aged woman said to the middle-aged man like a cannon.
The middle-aged man said with a gloomy face: "Don't worry, they beat my son. I feel sorry for it too. Aren't it just a few people who are in the society? Could it be that my surname Ou is still afraid of them?"
"Just remember this!" the middle-aged woman glared at the middle-aged man and said gritting her teeth.
Chapter completed!