"Xiaoguang, Xiaoguang, are you still listening?"
After Zhou Guang watched Chen Lu and others leave, Zhou Hui's voice came out of the phone receiver again, which brought him back to his senses, but he had more doubts.
"Listening... Dad, you haven't told me yet, who is Mr. Hong?"
This is the biggest curiosity in Zhou Guang's heart now. If he doesn't find out the true identity of Mr. Hong, he feels that he may not be able to sleep in the future.
However, after asking this question, there was sudden silence on the other end of the phone, as if Zhou Hui was considering whether to tell his son the truth.
"Forget it, let me tell you so that you won't provoke him again in the future."
After pondering for a moment, Zhou Hui's voice finally sounded, making Zhou Guang dumbfounded.
My dad, even if you lend me a hundred courages, I won't dare to provoke that evil god again.
"Your father and I lost this finger because of that Mr. Hong!"
However, the voice that came from the other end of the phone almost made Zhou Guang throw the phone away.
This incident really frightened him a little.
"Dad..., you...what did you say?"
Zhou Guang's tone was trembling. He suddenly realized that his previous thoughts were too optimistic and were simply delusions.
My father did know Mr. Hong, but instead of being friends, the two were enemies.
And what grudges are there between the two that would make Mr. Hong break his father's fingers?
"Well, Mr. Hong is not to blame for this. It's your father and I who are to blame. I deserve this misfortune."
The voice on the phone was still coming, and Zhou Hui continued: "So Xiaoguang, don't have any resentment in your heart. When you see Mr. Hong's words again, your attitude must be respectful. Do you hear me?"
"yes!"
Zhou Guang came back to his senses, took the phone and looked back at the door of the Supreme Private Room, feeling that his heart was still beating wildly.
Now he can still stand here intact, with many parts in his body. I have to say that he is quite lucky.
Mr. Zhou's biggest reliance is his father, who is the director of Jiangtie No. 3 Factory. He may also have an indirect background with the Kirin Group.
But now, even Zhou Hui was dealt with so badly that he didn't dare to call the police after losing a finger, and he didn't even dare to feel any resentment towards Mr. Hong.
This made Mr. Zhou clearly realize that Mr. Hong's level was definitely not something that people like him could inquire about casually. This might even lead to death for him.
"Xiaoguang, please don't ask any more about who Mr. Hong is, otherwise even I won't be able to protect you."
Zhou Hui's voice continued from the phone: "I will only tell you one thing. Even Guan Mingyang, the current acting chairman of Qilin Group, must obey orders when he sees Mr. Hong."
"scare……"
This fact shocked Zhou Guang again. He felt that his legs and feet were a little weak, and the hand holding the phone kept shaking, but he could not move forward no matter what.
Where is the Qilin Group? It is a dragon industry enterprise in Chujiang City and even the entire Jiangnan Province. It is not comparable to a mere Yin Dong KTV.
In the past, Jiangtie No. 3 Factory had a good relationship with the chairman and deputy chairman of the Kirin Group because of the supply relationship and Zhou Hui was also a good person.
This is also an important reason why Mr. Zhou becomes more and more arrogant. He realizes that his father has climbed into the Qilin Group, so why don't he still walk sideways in Chujiang City?
Jiangtie No. 3 Factory is nothing more than a small witch to the Qilin Group.
The second young man from the Luo family of the Qilin Group whom Zhou met before was also Weiwei Nailai and tried his best to fawn over him.
But now, his father said that even Guan Mingyang, the current acting chairman of Qilin Group, must obey Mr. Hong's orders. Then this Mr. Hong's identity is too terrifying.
"Dad, I...should I apologize to Mr. Hong again?"
Zhou Guang felt that his calves were a little cramped, and he stared at the closed door of the Supreme Private Room. He couldn't make up his mind, so he could only turn to his father for help.
"Don't, don't, don't go."
Zhou Hui's anxious voice came and he could be heard saying: "Since Mr. Hong doesn't care too much about you, you'd better leave as soon as possible."
"It's best... it's best not to have anything to do with him again in this life."
Zhou Hui obviously thought about what happened to him and what happened to his son. He felt that he only had a broken finger and his son was intact. It was all because of the incense burned by his ancestors.
If people like Mr. Hong really want to argue with them, not to mention Jiangtie No. 3 Plant, they may not be able to save their lives, and even the lives of their whole family may not be guaranteed.
"Okay, Dad, I get it."
Zhou Guang finally withdrew his gaze, and then he didn't dare to take another look. After hanging up the phone, he walked towards the outside, really not daring to stay for a moment longer.
Now Zhou Guang just wants to rush to the hospital as soon as possible so that his father can tell more about Mr. Hong.
So what kind of person is it that can cause his father to suffer so much but dare not even complain?
…………
In the supreme private room.
Yang Fushan's execution ability is still very strong. After a while, he had already cleaned up the room, and then led the thugs out of the room automatically.
Qin Yang naturally didn't know about Zhou Guang's phone call with his father outside, and even if he heard it with his mental power, he wouldn't pay too much attention to it.
As long as the father and son knew each other, Qin Yang would not hold on to these two incidents again.
Maybe there will be a place where Zhou Hui, the director of Jiangtie No. 3 Factory, can be used in the future.
Next to him, Zhao Hu from the First Image Realm stood respectfully and did not take the initiative to speak. It was obvious that he had already corrected his identity.
"Let me introduce you formally. My name is Hong Gui. I am the latest appointed master of the Flood Altar. I am the prime minister of all affairs in the outer world."
Qin Yang raised his head and looked at Zhao Hu. Now that there were no outsiders here, he no longer had to hide his identity.
"Due to the last action, the owners of the three altars of Liehuo, Xuanfeng and Shadow were either dead or captured. These three altars under the human protector's tent have actually existed in name only."
Qin Yang was talking eloquently and heard him say: "My master's intention is for me to gather the tribesmen lurking in various places in Santan and organize them into groups, and bring them all under my banner."
"Zhao Hu, you are the first person I am looking for. Let me ask you, are you willing to join the Flood Altar and listen to the orders of the Altar Master from now on?"
Qin Yang just looked at Zhao Hu indifferently. Although he already knew the answer, he still asked one more question.
There seemed to be a faint light flickering in those eyes.
Or maybe Qin Yang wanted to use this method to show his majesty as the master of the Flood Altar, so as to prevent these subordinates from being duplicitous when he was not around.
(End of chapter)
