22、Start the show

  Chen Chen sent Xiao Xinran to the Art Academy and started his second day as a bodyguard.

  But this day was even more peaceful than the previous one, in the spacious classroom, a dozen people were immersed in their own works, no one paid attention to anyone else, and there was not a single sign of anything unusual happening.

  Out of boredom, Chen Chen also started fiddling with the flowers in front of him, anyway, he was just randomly fiddling, his eyes always on Ruo Xinran.

  In this way, messing around, naturally can't mess out what kind of artwork, in fact, it's just a few bunches of flowers casually inserted into the bottle, because the force is too great and a few branches are pinched to pieces, petals scattered all over the table.

  Luo Xiran inadvertently saw Chen Chen's results and couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head.

  "I'm sorry to disappoint you." Chen Chen rubbed his head in frustration and let out a long sigh: "I guess I'm just not cut out for creating art pieces, my specialty is destruction."

  "Don't use the word 'destruction' lightly." But unexpectedly, Rong Xiran retorted: "Destruction is also an art. If you can really take destruction to the extreme, you will also get praise."

  "It's like I'm beating Zhao Xuandragon, obviously it's violent, but you say it's a good fight?" Chen Chen smiled lightly.

  "Indeed, it was a great hit." Hong Xiner slightly raised her hand to mimic the gesture of a slap on the ear: "This way is very dynamic, and when done well, it's more artistic than a punch, worthy of praise."

  "Then I'll work even harder." Chen Chen shrugged his shoulders.

  Luo Xiran's mouth curled up into a strange smile, then he turned his head and started busy with his own affairs, no longer paying attention to Chen Chen.

  Chen Chen didn't say anything more and conscientiously performed his duties.

  One day passed in ordinary life, and soon it was five o'clock in the afternoon. The two of them walked out of the classroom together and got on the bus. Chen Chen sent Luo Xinyan back to Xiangxianglin.

  When they arrived at the villa gate, Lao Wei had already started the black sedan and was waiting there. Ruo Yu Huang happened to be walking out of the gate and saw Ruo Xin Ran, so he couldn't help but walk up and give her a hug and exchange a few pleasantries.

  After saying goodbye, Lu Yu Huang got into the black sedan driven by Lao Wei, and Lao Wei slowly started the car and set off.

  Chen Chen followed slowly behind their car.

  Two cars drove out of the villa area, one in front and one behind, got on the ring expressway, drove for 20 minutes before getting off, then drove for a while, and entered a famous ancient street in the suburbs.

  This street is called Ci Qi Jie, it was the famous business center of Rongcheng hundreds of years ago. The earliest Rong businessmen fired ceramics here and then transported them to all directions, thus starting their career.

  A hundred years later, the Rong business is all over the world, covering various industries. The Magnetic Street no longer burns porcelain, but has become a folk tourist attraction. However, the Rong Chamber of Commerce still chooses to locate its address here.

  Two cars, one in front and one behind, drove into a quiet alley on Magnetic Street, finally stopping inside a large courtyard, where more than ten luxury cars were already parked, like an auto show.

  This is where the Rong Chamber of Commerce is located. Whenever there are grand gatherings, the big and small merchants of Rong City will gather here.

  Three people got off the car, Chen Chen and Lao Wei followed Ruo Yu Huang from left to right, entering the main hall. At this time, many people had gathered here, standing in twos or threes, chatting casually or discussing business cooperation.

  As soon as Luo Yu Huang entered the door, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.

  Among them, there were also many people who were staring at Chen Chen. These big shots communicated with each other very quickly, and since it was the young master of the Zhao family who got beaten up, almost everyone knew about it within half a day.

  Luo Yu Huang seemed very relaxed and courteous, greeting everyone one by one, as if he didn't feel any pressure at all.

  Chen Chen naturally became even more indifferent.

  After a while, Zhao Guanghai also arrived, and he didn't come alone. He actually brought Zhao Xuandragon with him. At this time, Zhao Xuandragon's face still hadn't recovered from the swelling, and it was still bandaged up. The pitiful look on his face made it impossible for anyone to associate him with the majestic and powerful Young Master Zhao of the past.

  Enemies meet, eyes turn red. From the moment he entered, Zhao Xuandragon's gaze never left Chen Chen's body, his eyes revealing a deep-seated resentment and murderous intent, as if he couldn't wait to skin him alive.

  As for this, Chen Chen didn't care at all. You're just a spoiled brat relying on your father's power, what threat could you pose? I've seen many second-generation rich kids like you, do you really think you're that impressive? Others aren't afraid of you, they're afraid of your dad.

  Compared to Zhao Xuandragon, Zhao Guanghai's city is much deeper. At this time, he walked up without hesitation, stretched out his right hand with a fake smile: "Old Luo, your body has been getting healthier recently."

  "Over there." Luo Yu Huang smiled faintly and shook hands with the other party, also with a fake smile: "Old Zhao has been radiant lately."

  They look like two old friends who get along extremely well, but everyone can already feel the thick smell of gunpowder in the air, and it seems that sparks have begun to fly between them.

  Just as the two were pretending to be friendly, several elderly men walked down from the second floor of the main hall. Everyone immediately fell silent and looked at them with respectful eyes.

  These elderly men are the current chairman and vice-chairmen of the Rong Business Association, who were also prominent figures in the Rong business world before retiring from managing business affairs after growing old, now mainly serving as elder coordinators within the association.

  Several old men walked up to the front row and sat down, and the rest of the people also took their seats. The play was about to begin.

  "Is everyone here?" A few elderly men looked around and said, "It seems that everyone is here. Then let's officially start tonight's meeting. Since it was Little Zhao who proposed the meeting invitation, then let Little Zhao speak."

  Nearly fifty-year-old Zhao Guanghai was now being called Little Zhao, but no one found it amusing. In front of those old guys from the previous generation, he really could only be called Little Zhao.

  "Alright." Zhao Guanghai stood up and pulled over his son, Zhao Xuandragon: "But I don't have much to say, the reason for convening this meeting today is just to let everyone take a look at my son."

  Most people in the room already knew what had happened, and at this time they didn't have any reaction. Only a few elderly men were slightly surprised, then burst out laughing: "Little Zhao, you're too ruthless! You can't beat your own son like that!"

  Everyone burst out laughing at this remark.

  Zhao Guanghai was given a sarcastic remark, but he didn't dare make a sound, and could only stiffly reply: "It wasn't me who hit him!"

  "Little Zhao, are you kidding me?" The old men were astonished again, and then showed a playful smile: "In Rong City, who doesn't know your name, Zhao Guanghai? Who doesn't know the great name of your son, Zhao Gongzi? If it wasn't for you, would anyone else in Rong City dare to hit your son?"

  Everyone burst out laughing again at these words.

  "Really not?" Zhao Guanghai's face turned iron blue, pointing at Chen Chen: "The murderer is standing right here, the one who beat my son, is Lao Luo's bodyguard."