155: Chapter 155 I am Liang Qiaoxi
Many people witnessed the entire incident.
Zhu Qingxi was the school beauty, and the most beautiful one in Handong University's history, so she had many supporters and fans.
Quite a few people began to gossip, and their voices weren't exactly quiet.
This was Handong University; no one here was afraid of trouble.
"Another toad lusting after swan meat. Too bad School Beauty Zhu already has a boyfriend!"
"This guy should take a look at himself in the mirror. He looks like he's in his thirties, yet he's still dreaming of being an old cow eating tender grass!"
"The school beauty's boyfriend is so handsome. As long as you're not blind, who would ever choose him!"
"He's probably brain-dead and has no idea who he really is!"
"..."
Hearing these words, Liang Youyuan finally exploded. He pointed at the students and shouted harshly, "Bullshit! All of you, shut the hell up!"
The students weren't afraid at all.
Especially the male students; they were young and hot-headed, and they didn't care who he was.
"What did you say? You looking for a beating?"
A conflict broke out immediately. Liang Youyuan was the first to strike, and subsequently, he was swarmed and beaten by at least a dozen male students.
The security guards at the gate saw it but had no intention of stopping it. Not long ago, they had advised him not to park there, only to be told to "piss off." They were more than happy to see Liang Youyuan's face beaten into a pulp.
Only when they felt it was enough did the guards move in to stop it.
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"
"That's enough! Any more and you'll kill him!"
Perhaps also feeling they'd done enough, the students quickly dispersed. Liang Youyuan's face was swollen like a pig's head, and his body was covered in footprints; he was in a wretched state.
His luxury clothes now looked no different from a beggar's rags.
He had never suffered such humiliation in his entire life. He called the police, and they arrived quickly, but they expressed helplessness after learning the details.
Especially since the security guards claimed the surveillance cameras happened to be broken.
The lead officer offered a few words of advice before withdrawing the squad, leaving Liang Youyuan there in a state of impotent rage, wishing he could tear the whole school down.
But it was just empty talk. This was Handong University, a top-tier national institution; many high-ranking leaders had graduated from here.
Qin Chuan and Zhu Qingxi naturally didn't know Liang Youyuan had been beaten; otherwise, they would likely have been very pleased. The two spent the day shopping, eating, watching a movie, and even went to an amusement park. It wasn't until after five in the afternoon that they returned to the Provincial Party Committee Villa District.
"Brother Chuan, I want a hug."
Qin Chuan smiled, gave Zhu Qingxi a gentle hug and a kiss. After promising to see her tomorrow, Qin Chuan returned to Provincial Party Committee Villa No. 1.
Because it was close—only a forty to fifty-minute drive from Jianning City—Qin Chuan basically returned to the provincial capital every weekend. He and Zhu Qingxi met every week, and their feelings for each other grew stronger.
The adults had also hinted that a wedding would be held for them once Zhu Qingxi graduated from university; Vice Governor Zhu Shihua, in particular, was very keen on the idea.
After returning home and having dinner, Qin Chuan sat on the sofa in the living room watching television.
As for Provincial Party Secretary Qin Zhendong, he was very busy and usually didn't return until nine or ten at night.
After watching TV for a while, around eight o'clock, there was a knock at the door. Qin Chuan got up to answer it.
Standing outside was a man in his fifties wearing an administrative jacket. Judging by his attire and appearance, he was likely an official.
Qin Chuan was not at all surprised by this.
The man appeared very humble as he asked tentatively, "Hello, is Secretary Qin at home?"
Assuming he was looking for his father, Qin Chuan said, "My father isn't home yet. Who are you?"
"You must be Secretary Qin's son."
"Yes."
"I am Liang Qiaoxi. I've come to pay a visit to Secretary Zhendong. May I come in and sit for a moment?"
So this was the Vice Mayor of the provincial capital and Liang Youyuan's second uncle. What a coincidence.
Liang Qiaoxi didn't know Qin Chuan personally, but he had heard that Secretary Zhendong had a son in his twenties who was very young.
He had come to visit of his own accord, naturally to seek a spot on the Municipal Standing Committee.
If one didn't grease the wheels, one stayed in place.
Although he wasn't bold enough to bring gifts to the Provincial Party Secretary, it was still worth visiting to gain Secretary Zhendong's favor.
"Vice Mayor Liang, how about next time? My father won't be back for a while, and it wouldn't be convenient for you to wait here."
"Of course, of course." Liang Qiaoxi maintained a fawning smile, showing none of the airs of a Bureau-level Vice Mayor. It was no joke—the person in front of him was Secretary Zhendong's son. He was too busy trying to suck up to him to dare offend him.
Seeing there was no hope of entering, Liang Qiaoxi kept his smile and prepared to take his leave.
However, Qin Chuan called out to him.
"Vice Mayor Liang, you have a nephew named Liang Youyuan, don't you?"
Hearing this, Liang Qiaoxi was pleasantly surprised, thinking Qin Chuan might be friends with his nephew. If that were the case, it would be wonderful.
"Little Qin, you know our Youyuan?"
Little did he know, he was clearly overthinking it.
Qin Chuan's expression was cold. "I can't really say I know him, but he probably wants to give me a piece of his mind right now. By the way, I hold a position in Jianning City, at the Jianning Municipal Market Supervision and Administration Bureau."
"What!"
"You're that Director Qin!!!"
Liang Qiaoxi was shocked. He naturally knew the whole story; Liang Youyuan had even come to him, asking him to use his influence in the system to pressure Qin Chuan.
The man was the son of the Provincial Party Secretary.
Instantly, he hated Liang Youyuan to death and wished he could just cut him down. How could he be so blind as to offend the Provincial Party Secretary's son?
True to his status as a Vice Mayor, he immediately put on a smile and apologized. "Comrade Qin Chuan, I am so sorry. I apologize on behalf of my worthless nephew. Rest assured, I will deal with him severely when I get back."
After repeatedly apologizing and making many promises, Liang Qiaoxi left with a cold sweat, hurrying back with the firm intention of teaching his nephew a harsh lesson.
Meanwhile, back to Liang Youyuan.
Today had been incredibly unlucky.
This morning at the gate of Handong University, seeing his goddess walking away arm-in-arm with Qin Chuan, chatting and laughing, he had been so angry he almost coughed up blood.
Even worse, he had been severely beaten by a group of Handong University boys, his face nearly turned into a pig's head.
In the afternoon, he was scolded by his superior, who told him explicitly that he could forget about the position of head of Handong District; it was completely off the table.
After this series of events, Liang Youyuan was in a terrible mood and just wanted someone to vent on. The person at the forefront of his mind was Qin Chuan.
"Motherf*cker, I'm definitely going to teach you a lesson. Humph, my second uncle is a Bureau-level Vice Mayor. Why should I fear a lowly director like you? Just you wait."
Around eight in the evening, Liang Youyuan received a call from his second uncle. Not daring to delay, he immediately went to his uncle's house.
As soon as he walked in, before he could even greet his uncle, two stinging slaps landed on his face.
"Slap! Slap!"
Two crisp sounds rang out. The swelling from the morning's beating had finally subsided a bit, but now his face puffed up again at a visible rate.
Liang Youyuan was stunned!
In his memory, his second uncle had never hit him, let alone delivering two forceful slaps without a word.
Liang Qiaoxi's wife was also startled, and once she realized what was happening, she screamed.
"Old Liang, have you gone mad!"
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