Chen Canaan's work in Macau has ended, after running away from the villa, he did not go back to his father's home, not to mention the martial arts school. Qiao Wen of course does not worry about him no place to go, these two years with the money earned, invested in a lot of real estate, casually an apartment will be enough for him to settle down, not to mention that he has a lot of friends, as long as the opening, would like to take him in a lot of people.
It didn't matter that Qiao Wen didn't know where he was, the pervasive paparazzi, almost every day, chased after his whereabouts, casually buy a newspaper, open the entertainment section, you can see whether the pretty boy is drinking at Lan Kwai Fong tonight, or gambling on a cruise ship, in short, he seems to be having a very good time in this spendthrift life.
Dry martial arts, work hard to make money fast, and are some vigorous young men, spend the day drinking is not strange, coupled with Chen Canaan's background, if you run to listen to musicals or reading salon is rare.
Qiao Wen at home for a few days to recuperate the body, read the newspaper for a few days, every day to see this guy in the newspaper to mix with the bar drinking big wine, always feel not quite right, afraid of him when he really broke into what big trouble.
Chen Canaan did live up to his expectations, and although he didn't get into big trouble, he did get into some trouble. This night, he still went to the bar with Kevin Zhong to drink. After three rounds of drinking, it was the time when his brain was hot, and he met a few gentlemen who came to spend their time.
Originally, the two sides were each in their own box, with little interaction, but halfway through, one of the escorts went out, and was bumped into by a cockney, who forcibly dragged her to their room.
Kevin Zhong is furious when he learns about it and pulls Canaan Chen to run over and cause trouble.
Zhong Kevin was an old cockney who was already over forty years old, plus the upper class also knew that the Zhong family had been defeated at his hands, and without Lin Zhaoming as his brother-in-law, he would only have long gone from being an upper class person to a lower class person, thus these young broads didn't buy the face of him as a piece of the old broads, and even ridiculed him when he came to ask for an explanation.
As for Chen Canaan, who had climbed up from the bottom, he was even less likely to be placed in the eyes of these people.
But unlike Zhong Kevin, an old cockney with no hands, Pretty Boy Nan was young and strong, and his greatest skill was that he could fight. So after being taunted by these cockneys for a while, he had no problem striking.
Five or six embroidered pillow broad young man, by his one person with two fists, in a small box, chased and beat up the flowers crying father and mother. Dads and mothers naturally did not shout, only shouted to the bar manager, the manager shouted to the police, and finally a string of people were taken to the police station.
Because they are all dignified characters, a few rich young people in addition to the face of the flower a little, there is no big problem, so the police made a symbolic statement, then call to notify their respective homes to collect people.
Qiao Wen received a phone call, startled, and hurriedly called the driver to drive to the police station. See Chen Canaan open shirt buttons, face in addition to still a little not dispersed alcohol, nothing unusual, only to put down his heart.
As he rushed to the police station, he met Lin Zi Rui who had gone to collect his uncle. Because the two arrived almost at the same time, it looked so suspicious that they had met up.
Chen Canaan, who was being arranged to rest in the rest room, saw the two come in together, and his face instantly darkened into a pot.
Kevin Chung was pleased and got up, "Jeffrey you're here? Your mommy doesn't know, does she?"
Lin Zi Rui shook his head, "Don't worry, I didn't tell her." He swept his eyes at the two people in the bit house and said, "Uncle, how grown up are you, why are you still fighting with people?"
Zhong Kai Wen said smilingly, "Tonight this matter really does not rely on us, those few servants street boy young and unmannerly, do not know to respect the elders, if not have Ah Nan to take the lead, your uncle me tonight almost by those things ride to the head." He said, bending over and intimately wrapping Chen Canaan's shoulders, "Ah Nan, Uncle Zhong didn't make you this little friend for nothing."
Chen Canaan ignored his words, only lifting his eyelids, lazily and generally looking at Qiao Wen, who stood a few steps away from him, and those slightly drunken eyes flashed with a very complicated light.
I don't know if it's a hang-up or a sneer, or if it's just aggravation and sadness.
Jovian suddenly felt like he was a little bit unable to see through this guy.
He walked up and whispered, "Nan, are you okay?"
Chen Canaan pulled the corners of his mouth and averted his gaze from his face, casually picking up the jacket in his hand and hitching it over his shoulder as he walked out the door, saying, "What could I possibly have to do?"
Before Qiao Wen could speak, Lin Zi Rui had already spoken first: "Ah Nan, Ah Wen is caring about you, what kind of attitude is this?"
Chen Canaan stopped walking and turned around to look at him with a smirk and a dangling look, "Young Master Lin, when is it your turn to meddle in the affairs of Wen and I?"
Lin Zi Rui laughed lightly without much concern and said, "Ah Wen is my friend, his affairs are not idle."
Chen Canaan snorted, the hand hanging down the side of his leg clenched into a fist, his gaze moved to Qiao Wen's slightly frowning face, and then unclenched his fist without a trace, and without a word, he turned around and continued to walk out the door.
Jovian was stunned for a moment before he remembered to go after him.
Seeing him about to get into a cab, he stepped forward to stop him, "Where are you going?"
"I'm in my twenties, I don't need you to care!" Chen Canaan tilted his head to look at him with a very cynical stance.
Qiaowen said, "If you keep messing around like this, I'm really going to consider applying to the bank to freeze your account."
Chen Canaan shrugged, "Whatever, anyway, everyone says that I rely on you to make money. I would really like to try and see if I can make money with my skills without you."
At this time, Zhong Kevin and Lin Zi Rui also came out, and seeing this scene, Zhong Kevin hurriedly went forward, and while wrapping his arms around Chen Canaan, he smiled at Qiao Wen, "Wen, Nan is probably not in a good mood tonight, so let me have a few words with him."
Qiao Wen nodded and silently stepped back, standing side by side with Lin Zi Rui.
"Nan is still having a tantrum!"
Qiao Wen helplessly breathed a sigh of relief, "He this person's temper is not good, plus these days the newspaper always writes indiscriminately arching fire, it is estimated that his heart is even more angry, a moment will not be able to figure out, can only go by him."
Lin Zi Rui reached out and put his hand on his thin shoulder, gently patted it and said, "Let everything take its course, I know that you are sentimental and righteous, but there are some things that really can't be forced, letting yourself go is also letting others go."
Qiao Wen silently looked toward Chen Canaan, who was half leaning against the car door under the dim night light. Zhong Kevin was attached to his ear, muttering something, and he nodded in response from time to time, but his gaze was always looking this way.
He couldn't read his eyes, but knew what he was thinking or worrying about at the moment.
Zhong Kevin in this room muttered for a long time, saw Chen Canaan absent-minded, patted his shoulder, beckoned him back to his soul, whispered in a low voice: "Nan, how much money can you make from making movies, your martial arts firms make hard money to put it bluntly. Although you are a boss, you still have to look at your brother's face, with your skills, are you willing? As long as you are willing, in the future, Uncle Zhong will bring you to make big money, and keep it much more than what you are making now."
Chen Canaan withdrew his gaze from Qiao Wen and landed on the face of the man beside him, saying with interest, "Is that so? If there really is such a good thing, Uncle Zhong can't hide it, I've long wanted to start my own business and do something great."
Zhong Kevin smilingly patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, Uncle Zhong would never lie to you."
Chen Canaan curled his lips and smiled, "Alright, then I'll follow Uncle Zhong from now on, and open the eyes of those who can't see me."