Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

"Make way, make way! Don't you see our young master has arrived?"

"Damn, why are there so many people queuing up here? It's just a barbecue; what's there to feast on!"

"I'm fed up; people at the front, spread out! What? You have to queue to eat? I'm not here to eat; I'm here to find someone!"

The crowd queuing up suddenly became noisy as more than thirty people forcefully made their way through, looking around for the person they were seeking.

When they saw Song Yun, the man leading them glanced at his phone, compared the photos to make sure it was the right person, and strode over with his group.
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"Are you the one who beat up Tang in the afternoon?"

The man grabbed a stool, sat beside Song Yun, lifted a bottle of beer, gulped it down in two swigs, belched contentedly, and said, "It's fine that you beat him, but you crossed a line by messing with our young master!"

"Who's your young master?"

Song Yun asked with a slight frown. These guys were like a dog's skin plaster—how come they stuck to him and wouldn't come off?

"My young master..."

"Is it that guy with the purple hair?"

Song Yun said impatiently, "I've already warned him not to bother me again. How can he not understand plain speech!"

"Ah?"

The man was a bit dumbfounded. What's going on here? Why can't you see the situation? Our side has the numbers!

We are here to regain face! But why do you look so impatient?

Though we're just the little ruffians being kept, you could still show us some face, right?

Otherwise, even my tattoo will feel a hint of shame!

"How could you be so arrogant! Do you believe I'll..."

The man hadn't finished his words when he saw the boss rushing over, wiping his hands with an apron.

"What's the problem! Who dares to cause trouble in my restaurant!"

The boss approached and faced the swarming crowd without a hint of retreat. "Who's the leader here? Stand out and speak!"

"It's me, so what? You think you, a small barbecue stall owner, dare to hit me?"

The man stood up unsteadily, walked to the boss's side, pointed his index finger at the boss's chest, and said disdainfully, "I'll give you a hundred guts; try touching me and see what happens!"

"You sure talk big, kid. Did you forget to brush your teeth this morning?"

The boss covered his nose and mouth, and a tall man nearly six feet tall spoke up, "Which family are you guys from? Are you really unaware of who I am, or are you just acting?"

"Who are you! Why should I know you?"

The man sneered and said, "You know Xuan, don't you? This guy beat up my young master today! Can't we seek some justice?"

"What's all this Xuan and so-and-so's talk? This is my place, and they are my customers; I'm in charge here! If you want to fight, then beat it. Don't make me use my hand to slap you!"

The boss lit a cigarette, clearly agitated, and said, "Have your boss come to see me in person. Otherwise, if I find out who this Xuan is, I'm going to make a scene at their place!"

The man had never witnessed such a display; the boss alone stood firm like an army blocking them, showing no signs of being the weaker side!

Moreover, from what the other side was implying, wasn't he well-connected out there?

"Damn it, tell me your name!"

The man called out, somewhat unwillingly.

"Zhang Zilong!"

"..."

"Sorry to intrude, we're leaving now, just leaving... May your business prosper, Dragon Brother, goodbye..."

Once the man heard the name Zhang Zilong, an electric jolt shot through him—the name carried too much significance!

He was a notorious tough guy back in the day! Even though he'd washed his hands of the underworld and wanted nothing to do with its affairs, the local big shots still showed him some respect.

How could a small fry like himself dare to mess with such an important figure!

"Hold on."

Zhang Zilong crushed his cigarette on the ground and said, "Don't act as if my words were just hot air. Tell your boss behind the scenes to come here! Otherwise, I'll make sure your entire family won't live in peace!"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

The man was like a mute who had eaten bitter herbs—he had suffering that he couldn't express!

And it wasn't just him; even his boss wouldn't dare to casually provoke the formidable figure before him. Everyone knew that when Zhang Zilong made a statement, he followed through!

In the past, one of his brothers was tricked and taken to Northern Myanmar, a place said to be so chaotic that even the King of Hell would need to cross-check the Book of Life and Death to make scam calls.

But Zhang Zilong stubbornly went there alone, and in two months' time, brought his brother back safe and sound.

There were rumors that Zhang Zilong single-handedly stood up to seventy or eighty men, found the gang leader, and even knocked out all his teeth!

Such power was terrifying!

"These are just petty thugs, don't mind them. I've got your back," he said.

Zhang Zilong sat down next to Song Yun, poured a glass of wine, clinked glasses with him, and downed it in one gulp.

"Aren't you afraid that we're the bad guys?"

Ye Qingqing asked with a smile, batting her eyes.

"I've heard of that so-called Young Master Xuan he mentioned. His family is in the tourism business—a useless spoiled brat. He has been bullying men and women for years; bumping into me today was just their bad luck."

Zhang Zilong took another drink, stood up, and waved his hand, "As long as you're here for a meal, you're my friend. I'll go get busy, and when they come, I'll deal with them."

"Thanks, Dragon Brother,"

Song Yun said with a smile.

As expected, half an hour later, a line of cars stopped at the roadside, and a middle-aged, overweight uncle clutching a briefcase hurried over.

"Where's Dragon Brother? Dragon Brother!"

The middle-aged man called out anxiously.

Zhang Zilong walked out looking irritated, "Why so loud! Calling out the dead or what!"

"Heh heh..."

The middle-aged man gave an awkward smile and said, "I was just dealing with some very important matters when I heard that my subordinates had offended you, so I rushed over to apologize!"

"Is that it?"

Zhang Zilong said displeasedly, "They've not offended me, but my guests, my friends!"

"Yes, yes, yes, they don't know who they're dealing with. Please don't stoop to their level. Here's one hundred thousand as compensation for you, Dragon Brother. I will also arrange a banquet at the Shangri-La Hotel tomorrow night. How does that sound?"

The middle-aged man said with a fawning smile.

As the saying goes, don't slap a smiling face. Now that the other party had lowered his stance so much, it would be Zhang Zilong who appeared graceless if he refused to let go.

"Take these hundred thousand and go. I just wanted to tell you to keep your son in check. Today you can clean up after him, but if he messes with someone he shouldn't, your family won't even know how it went bankrupt!"

"I will surely teach him a lesson when I get back... Please wait, I need to take a call."

The middle-aged man answered the phone, and shouted angrily, "I don't care how you do it! You must get in touch with the Mountains and Waters Corporation! Whether we get to enjoy the best things in life depends on this project!"