My Wild Wife in Shanghai

"Wait, wait!" Jiang Yingjun immediately understood Zhou Jinyu's meaning and hurriedly corrected himself, "Jinyu, Chen Ye and I were just joking. We're all colleagues from the same training program, of course, no one can be missing!"

Then, frowning, he deliberately spoke to Zhou Jinyu in a commanding tone: "It's fine if you're busy usually, but tonight is very important, you have to go!"

"Yes, Jinyu, don't spoil the fun!"

"Let's go, let's go together!"

Guan Xue understood that Zhou Jinyu and Chen Ye had a good relationship, so she was unhappy that Chen Ye wasn't allowed to go.

"Jinyu, Chen Ye, everyone, don't be absent tonight."

"Teacher Guan has spoken, let's go together!" Zhou Jinyu whispered to Chen Ye.

Chen Ye originally didn't want to participate, but Zhou Jinyu's actions just now moved him, and out of respect for Zhou Jinyu, he nodded.

Guan Xue applied for a customized 14-seater Toyota Coaster from the company, which was just the right size for everyone.

However, this requires someone from our own team to drive.

"Chen Ye, you drive!" Jiang Yingjun ordered.

"I don't have a driver's license!" Chen Ye said.

He just finished learning the third stage of his driving test at the driving school.

Jiang Yingjun said sarcastically, "You're a grown man and you can't even drive a car? Aren't you ashamed?"

"If you can drive, then drive!" Chen Ye said, raising an eyebrow.

"I'll drive, I'll drive." Jiang Yingjun sat in the driver's seat with a smug look on his face, muttering, "What man can't drive?"

He has been riding motorcycles and off-road vehicles since he was a child. His family owns a factory, and he has also driven large commercial vehicles and minibuses.

So there are no problems driving this car right now.

"Slow down!" Guan Xue said, "No rush!"

"good!"

Jiang Yingjun stepped on the gas and set off with a car full of young and beautiful girls.

At first, the ride was relatively smooth, but once they got to the main road and there were more cars, Jiang Yingjun started to struggle.

Because he had been driving on the left for a long time abroad, he hadn't adjusted to driving on the right when he suddenly returned to China.

In addition, such large vehicles are inherently difficult to drive. He tried to change lanes, but accidentally crashed into the car behind him.

"Waaaaah!"

A black Mercedes G-Class was behind him, honking its horn frantically.

"Holy crap?! You dare cut me off?"

Inside the Mercedes-Benz G-Class, the driver was a burly man with bulging muscles. His light blue shirt clung almost to his body, revealing the prominent outline of his muscles.

The passenger in the front seat was a young man with a pointed face, sharp eyes, wearing a floral shirt, and a very fierce appearance.

The young man seemed to have a short temper, pointing ahead and saying, "Chase after them!"

"Young Master Long, don't be impulsive. This is Shanghai, not Southeast Asia." The burly man appeared quite calm. "It's better to avoid trouble."

Long Shao yelled, "His actions just now were dangerous! I can't stand it, chase after him!"

The burly man gritted his teeth, stepped on the gas, and the Mercedes-Benz G-Class caught up with the Toyota Coaster in the next second, with the two vehicles driving side by side.

The window of the Mercedes-Benz G-Class rolled down, and Long Shao gave Jiang Yingjun, who was in the driver's seat of the Toyota Coaster, the middle finger:

"Fuck you! Bitch!"

Jiang Yingjun immediately understood what the other person meant from their lip movements.

He instantly flew into a rage, rolled down his window, and yelled, "You fucking swear again?"

"Holy crap?"

When Long Shao saw that the other party had cut him off and even provoked him, he became even angrier.

He felt that cursing in English wasn't quite right, so he switched to Chinese and yelled: "Fuck your ancestors, do you even know how to drive? If you can't drive, go back to your 13th house and don't come out here and embarrass yourself."

The other party's loud cursing drifted through the window into the Coaster bus, and many girls heard it, instantly creating an awkward atmosphere.

Jiang Yingjun felt humiliated in front of the beautiful woman and, burning with anger, retorted, "Your swearing is so dirty! Ugh! You have no manners!"

Long Shao yelled, "You almost hit my car, and you say I have no manners? You son of a bitch, stop your car!"

As they were talking, Long Shao's Mercedes-Benz G-Class drove up in front of Kos and then braked suddenly.

Holy crap!

Jiang Yingjun also slammed on the brakes, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"what!"

Caught off guard, the girls in the car were thrown forward by inertia, screaming in alarm.

Jiang Yingjun's anger flared instantly, and he got up to get out of the car.

Guan Xue hurriedly said, "President Jiang, don't get out of the car. They look like they're not to be trifled with."

She looked out the car window and thought the other person's demeanor and appearance suggested they were involved in organized crime.

But her words only made things worse; they gave Jiang Yingjun even less reason not to get off the bus.

"They're not to be messed with, and I'm even less likely to be!" Jiang Yingjun glanced at the girls, then patted his chest arrogantly. "If you want to play these gangster tricks with me, they're all noobs. You guys wait for me in the car!"

Jiang Yingjun has a group of cronies backing him up, so he feels very confident.

He got out of the car casually and headed straight for the Mercedes-Benz G-Class in front.

The girls all crowded around the front of the car, nervously looking outside.

At this moment, the young man and the burly man got out of the Mercedes-Benz G-Class and stood in front of Jiang Yingjun.

Instantly, Jiang Yingjun lost his temper.

The other person was terrifying. He was two meters tall, like a small mountain. I felt like he could strangle me with one hand.

Jiang Yingjun had originally planned to put on a show, but now he didn't dare to, and his tone softened a bit, "Well, you guys are really going too far. Don't you know how dangerous it is for the car behind to brake suddenly?"

Fuck you!

Long Shao had a bad temper. Without saying a word, he came up and slapped Jiang Yingjun across the face.

"what!"

A chorus of gasps erupted inside the car.

The girls were terrified; they hadn't expected the other person to have such a violent temper.

Chen Ye was sitting in the back of the car, his view blocked by the girls, and he had no idea what was happening.

But he didn't bother with it, opened the car window, and breathed in the fresh air.

"If you dare to hit me, I'm calling the police!"

Jiang Yingjun chickened out and hurriedly took out his phone.

"If you dare call the police, I'll kill you!"

Long Shao stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Yingjun by the collar, his fierce eyes fixed on him.

Jiang Yingjun had never seen such a look before, and for a moment he was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.

"Young Master Long, don't be impulsive!" the burly man said. "Uncle Kun said you should keep a low profile for the next few days after you return to China."

Young Master Long gritted his teeth and said, "I've already been very low-key. If this were Southeast Asia, I would have shot him dead by now!"

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Yingjun asked the burly man tremblingly, "You mentioned Uncle Kun, are you referring to Long Kun?"

Young Master Long immediately laughed: "Oh ho, you know my dad? Is my dad that famous? He's even made it to Shanghai?"

"It really is Long Kun!"

In an instant, Jiang Yingjun's face turned pale, and large drops of sweat slid down his forehead. In just a few seconds, his back was soaked with sweat.

He knew about Long Kun because he had a classmate from Guangxi who was very close to him when he was studying abroad.

They graduated together, but one of his classmates had a family crisis. His father was placed under investigation, and the family was left with a mountain of debt. After graduation, he went directly to Southeast Asia and became a drug manufacturer to make money.

They studied biochemical pharmaceutical manufacturing, especially the term "chemical pharmaceutical manufacturing," which is a perfect match for their major.

When his classmate learned that he had returned to Shanghai, he contacted him immediately.

Through chatting, I learned that the classmate's boss was Chinese. The eldest brother was called Long Qian, who was in charge of Southeast Asia, and the second brother was called Long Kun, who was in charge of the southern part of China. Both brothers were big bosses. Their ancestral home was in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang area, but their ancestral graves were later moved to Shanghai.

He also mentioned that his second brother, Long Kun, had returned to Shanghai to pay respects to their ancestors, so he remembered that Jiang Yingjun was in Shanghai and called to chat.

Jiang Yingjun hadn't taken it seriously before, but when he heard the other party mention Southeast Asia, Uncle Kun, and Young Master Long, he immediately thought of Long Kun.

Unexpectedly, he had inadvertently provoked Long Kun's son.

You have to understand, no matter how powerful these rich kids are, they wouldn't dare mess with those big devils whose lives are hanging by a thread.

"Young Master Long, I'm so sorry, I didn't recognize your greatness. Please don't be angry!"

Jiang Yingjun immediately changed his tune, apologizing with a forced smile.

Young Master Long, however, refused to listen and shouted at Jiang Yingjun, "Kneel down!"