As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Lin Chang'an rolled on the spot and slammed the stick hard into the bald man's wrist.

The bald man immediately let out a wail, and the steel pipe crashed to the ground as he clutched his wrist and roared.

Zhang Shaodong was stunned. In just a few minutes, the gangsters opposite him had been beaten to the ground by this unidentifiable man.

The arrogant expression on Huang Mao's face froze. He looked at Lin Chang'an, pretending to be calm, and took out a folding knife from his pocket and unfolded it.

"Kid, playing with knives is not a good habit."

Lin Chang'an laughed and said, "Alright, give me the briefcase, I won't hit you."

The blond-haired man glared fiercely at Lin Chang'an, his hand trembling as he stabbed at Lin Chang'an's chest.

"You're courting death. I already told you I wouldn't hit you." Helpless, Lin Chang'an raised his stick and delivered a flying blow to the other's leg.

Immediately, the blond-haired man let out a wail, tears streaming down his face.

Lin Chang'an kicked the other person to the ground and took his briefcase from the van.

The people on the ground slowly got up, but none of them dared to go forward and fight again.

Lin Chang'an glanced at these people, and they all shrank back in fear.

A group of people were actually intimidated by one person; what a mob.

Lin Chang'an didn't expect that this group of people were all bark and no bite. They looked tough, but they didn't have much fighting experience. He guessed that they could only fight in group brawls and fish in troubled waters.

The bald man's menacing appearance, in particular, led him to misjudge the situation.

"Get lost." Lin Chang'an raised an eyebrow.

Huang Mao scrambled to his feet, not daring to linger, and led his men into the bread cart in a disheveled state, then sped away.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to utter a harsh threat: "Zhang Shaodong, you just wait."

Zhang Shaodong was dumbfounded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. What am I waiting for? It wasn't me who hit you.

He was stunned for a moment, until Lin Chang'an walked up to him with his briefcase, before he came to his senses.

"Bro, you're amazing! One against eight, thank you so much!"

As he spoke, Zhang Shaodong went to take the briefcase.

Lin Chang'an stopped his hand, "Don't be in such a hurry, what about the money you promised?"

Zhang Shaodong slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "Um... I don't have that much cash on me. Here, give me your things first, and I'll give you a business card. You can pick it up at the company later."

As he spoke, he handed over a business card.

"My name is Zhang Shaodong, and I am the legal counsel for Haicheng Jinhua Company."

Lin Chang'an didn't take the business card or hand over his briefcase. His tone was flat. "That won't do. Why should I trust you? You give me money, I'll give you something. Don't talk nonsense. There are too many scammers these days."

"I'm really not lying to you! Haven't you heard of Jinhua Company?"

Zhang Shaodong grew anxious. "Or you could come with me to the company and get paid, right?"

Lin Chang'an took out his watch from his pocket and checked the time. It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, and he had to go find Fang Qingzhu.

"I don't have time to argue with you."

He thought for a moment and said, "Here's what we'll do. I'll leave you my phone number. Call me whenever you have the money ready, and I'll give you the bag back."

After saying that, Lin Chang'an gave a phone number and, without waiting for Zhang Shaodong to say anything more, rode off on his motorcycle.

Zhang Shaodong called out helplessly from behind, "Then you can't afford to lose your things."

Lin Chang'an waved his hand, ignoring him!

Watching Lin Chang'an's disappearing figure, Zhang Shaodong quickly took out his phone, dialed a number, and spoke respectfully.

"Mr. Shen, something's happened..."

………………

Lin Chang'an rode his motorcycle straight to Fang Qingzhu's workplace.

Fang Qingzhu works as a sales assistant in a shopping mall, selling clothes.

As soon as Lin Chang'an arrived at the mall, he saw Fang Qingzhu standing at the store entrance, looking around. She was wearing the store's uniform light blue overalls, and her hair was tied in a ponytail, making her look neat and tidy.

"Why did you take so long? I've been waiting for you for ages." Fang Qingzhu pouted, her tone carrying a hint of coquettish complaint.

Lin Chang'an took a box out of the bag and stuffed it into Fang Qingzhu's arms, then flicked her nose. "I went to buy you a phone, that's why I was delayed a bit."

Fang Qingzhu opened the phone box and saw that it was a small, branded phone with a light pink body, which looked particularly nice.

A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes, but she quickly frowned again: "This phone isn't cheap, is it? We're getting married soon, and we'll need money for everything..."

"It's for my own wife, so what if it's a bit expensive?" Lin Chang'an smiled and ruffled her hair. "Try inserting the card, do you like it?"

Fang Qingzhu pursed her lips, feeling sweet inside, but still said, "I like it, but it's too expensive."

She looked down at her phone, her smile impossible to hide.

This woman is so easily satisfied; it's just a broken cell phone.

Lin Chang'an sighed inwardly and hugged the other person.

There are still people in the store.

Fang Qingzhu blushed and pushed him away, saying, "Wait for me a moment, I'm going to change my clothes."

The other staff members all laughed and exclaimed.

After leaving the mall, Fang Qingzhu sat in the back seat of Lin Chang'an and headed towards the wedding dress shop.

A gentle breeze caressed her face, bringing a touch of warmth. Fang Qingzhu pressed her face against Lin Chang'an's back, her heart filled with happiness.

When they arrived at the bridal shop, Fang Qingzhu went to choose a wedding dress to wear on her wedding day, while Lin Chang'an found a chair and sat down, letting her take her time choosing.

With nothing else to do, he opened his briefcase and took a look.

Inside was indeed a winning bid contract. The first party was the Haicheng Municipal Government, and the second party was Jinhua Company. The project was the same earthwork project on the beach that Zhang Shaodong and the others had mentioned, and the contract amount was a full ten million.

Lin Chang'an understood. He knew Jinhua Company. Although it wasn't a big company in Haicheng, its assets seemed to be over 100 million.

"Chang'an, do I look good in this?"

Fang Qingzhu walked out wearing a white strapless wedding dress with a long skirt embroidered with delicate lace patterns.

She stood shyly in front of the mirror, turned around, and looked at Lin Chang'an.

Lin Chang'an looked up and was instantly stunned.

Wearing a wedding dress, Fang Qingzhu exuded a gentler and more ethereal beauty than usual, making her so captivating that it was hard to look away.

He stood up and walked over, gently holding her waist: "It looks good, it looks really good, this is the one."

Fang Qingzhu blushed, tried on two more pieces, and finally chose the one that Lin Chang'an said looked good.

After paying the deposit, the proprietress told them that the wedding photos they had taken earlier were ready. They looked at them and were very satisfied. They then asked the proprietress to find a car to deliver them to their home first thing the next morning.

After leaving the photo studio, the two strolled around the streets and then had a meal.

Lin Chang'an was puzzled as to why girls liked spicy hot pot so much. It was so spicy that he couldn't stand it at all. The spiciness made him drink water constantly, which was more painful than killing someone.

Fang Qingzhu smiled as she looked at him and used her newly bought phone to take a picture of his embarrassed expression.

The two ate and chatted, creating a warm and sweet atmosphere.

After dinner, it was getting dark. Lin Chang'an escorted Fang Qingzhu home, and Fang Qingzhu put her arm around Lin Chang'an's waist and said:

"Chang'an, we're only missing the five pieces of gold jewelry before we get married. Gold jewelry costs a lot of money, so I'm thinking, why don't we just buy a gold ring instead?"

As for the rest, I'll buy a fake one from a street vendor to tide me over for now, and buy the real ones later when we have more money.

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