Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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For a while, I focused on industrial buildings and didn't have time to get into the plastics industry.

I'll need plastic parts for the instant noodle pens I produce in the future.

Originally, the plan was to build a small plastics manufacturing plant and produce the products themselves.

Since the other party turned out to be a plastic wholesaler, I decided to set up my own wholesale business and compete with them.

In the blink of an eye, he had thought of many things. There was a severe shortage of plastic raw materials in China. Could they purchase them in Hong Kong and then resell them to the mainland?

In the past two years, China has been using large amounts of foreign exchange to purchase grain in order to alleviate domestic pressure. However, the amount of foreign exchange on hand is not much, and the amount of grain purchased is not enough.

If we sell our products to the mainland, we certainly can't receive foreign exchange; we'll have to exchange resources for it.

He Yuzhu thought about many things for a while, and Huang Zhirou finally had time to apologize:

"I'm so sorry, boss. I never expected them to treat you like this."

Chapter 485 Nobody Wants You to Stay

He Yuzhu smiled and said very generously:

"This matter is actually not your fault at all."

Then, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he asked softly:

"Is that guy named Wilton really your boyfriend?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Zhirou lowered her head slightly, a faint blush rising on her cheeks, making her appear somewhat shy.

She bit her lip lightly, hesitated for a moment, and then answered softly:

"Right now... it's not quite there yet. I haven't fully thought it through whether or not I want to be with him."

Although Huang Zhirou didn't have much affection for He Yuzhu and was unwilling to obey her father's wishes to become He Yuzhu's concubine, she remained hesitant in the face of Wilton's ardent pursuit.

After all, all she wanted was to find a job that truly satisfied her through her own efforts.

Prior to this, Wilton had repeatedly invited her to work in his family business, but Huang Zhirou resolutely refused each time.

Just as the two were talking, Zhou Rong and another girl stood up together, waved to Huang Zhirou, and asked:

"Zhirou, do you want to come with us to Number One?" He Yuzhu naturally overheard this conversation and muttered to himself, judging from their expressions, they clearly didn't want Huang Zhirou to continue talking to him.

"No, I'm not going. You guys go ahead."

Huang Zhirou shook her head without hesitation, indicating her refusal.

Seeing Huang Zhirou's resolute attitude, Zhou Rong's expression instantly turned somewhat unpleasant, seemingly dissatisfied with Huang Zhirou's decision.

However, she didn't say anything more, but turned around and walked towards the restroom with the girl next to her.

Today, Zhou Rong's style of dress is extremely bold and unrestrained, making her stand out as particularly sexy and eye-catching among the group of girls.

She wore a low-cut tulle dress with an avant-garde design; the V-neck was so wide that it seemed one could see right through the deep canyon between the two mountains.

The skirt was incredibly short, barely covering her pert, round buttocks, but revealing her slender, long, and fair legs without reservation.

Looking at her already outstanding face, she now had meticulously applied exquisite and charming makeup. But for some reason, this makeup not only failed to highlight her original youthful beauty, but instead made her look more alluring and seductive, like a nightclub dancer.

At this moment, Zhou Rong and her companion walked out of the restroom side by side, chatting and laughing all the way.

The conversation naturally turned to He Yuzhu. Both of them scoffed at him, thinking that this guy was simply an overconfident toad who dared to try to get his hands on a beauty like Huang Zhirou. It was just wishful thinking!

His words were full of contempt for He Yuzhu.

Perhaps they were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't pay attention to the road ahead as they walked.

Just then, a middle-aged man with a thick gold chain around his neck and an arrogant and domineering gait walked towards them.

One of them didn't see the other person approaching at all, while the other person was hoping that the other person would definitely move aside.

However, things didn't go as planned, and the middle-aged man bumped right into Zhou Rong.

The impact was quite severe; Zhou Rong felt a sharp pain in her chest. She instinctively reached up to cover her chest, her face contorted with anger as she questioned:

"Are you blind?! Can't you see where you're going?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out a hand and gently rubbed her high, bulging chest, as if this could relieve the tension or discomfort in her heart.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man with a thick gold chain around his neck had drunk quite a bit of alcohol. His previously hazy eyes cleared up instantly when he saw that the person standing in front of him was such a beautiful young girl.

Surprisingly, he did not immediately fly into a rage or glare at people as people had imagined.

Instead, a slight, mocking smile appeared on his lips as he softly said:

"Oh my, I never expected this little girl to be a rose covered in thorns! Interesting, very interesting indeed..."

As he spoke, he reached into the neckline of the dress, then, ignoring Zhou Rong's screams, he rubbed her milky white breasts, and finally pulled his finger out and put it under his nose to smell it.

He said happily, "It smells so good! Let me have some fun tonight, and I'll forgive you this time."

The man muttered some filthy words while walking briskly toward Zhou Rong with a lewd grin on his face. He stretched out his thick, greasy arms and forcefully pulled at Zhou Rong's sleeve, trying to pull her tightly into his arms.

His fat, oily face followed suit, and he pursed his thick lips, eager to kiss Zhou Rong's fair and delicate cheeks.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Rong was so angry that her eyebrows shot up and her beautiful eyes burned with fury.

Without hesitation, she raised her right hand and slapped the man's chubby face with all her might.

With a sharp "smack," the slap landed squarely on the middle-aged man's face, leaving a clearly visible handprint.

The middle-aged man wearing a thick gold chain was clearly stunned by the sudden blow. He stood there blankly, his eyes wide, seemingly unable to believe that he had been slapped so hard by Zhou Rong.

However, after only a moment, he came to his senses, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano.

Enraged, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhou Rong's long, flowing, wavy hair, holding on tightly.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his other hand and slapped Zhou Rong hard across the mouth without any mercy.

Each slap was accompanied by a whooshing sound and immense force, causing blood to trickle from the corner of Zhou Rong's mouth.

The man swung his hand forcefully, slapping the woman in front of him hard, while cursing obscenities under his breath:

"You shameless slut, you're nothing but a cheap whore who sells her body, how dare you lay a hand on me! Today I'm going to beat you to a pulp!"

Zhou Rong had never experienced such a scene before. She felt weak all over and couldn't muster any strength at all.

At this moment, her hair was being tightly gripped by the other person, and no matter how much she struggled, she could not break free. Helpless, she could only let out a series of shrill screams.

The intense conflict taking place here wasn't far from the booths, and Zhou Rong's terrified screams were clearly heard over the booths.

Cao Huiyang is no ordinary person. He comes from an extremely wealthy family and owns not only his own industrial building but also a sizable factory.

Normally, he is an arrogant and domineering person.

When he saw his girlfriend being treated so roughly, he was instantly enraged. Without saying a word, he grabbed a bottle of liquor and charged fiercely at the abuser.

Rushing forward, Cao Huiyang raised the bottle high in his hand and then swung it with all his might. With a muffled "bang," the bottle smashed solidly onto the head of the man with the big gold chain.

Since there was still half a bottle of liquor left, when it was smashed, water splashed everywhere, and the liquor rained down, soaking the big gold chain from head to toe.

At the same time, a stream of blood flowed down the forehead of the man with the big gold chain, which looked quite frightening.

Cao Huiyang had no intention of letting it go so easily; he continued to hurl insults:

"You damned bastard, have you got some nerve? How dare you bully my woman in public! You ugly, fat pig, how dare you laugh at someone wearing a gold chain? Do you think you're some kind of powerful mafia boss?"

After cursing, he kicked the big gold chain hard.

Seeing this, Cao Huiyang's cronies, who were sitting in the booth with him, naturally wouldn't stand idly by. They all stood up and rushed over with Cao Huiyang like a swarm of bees.

Young people in this age group are often full of energy and drive, and their behavior is often reckless and audacious.

Without saying a word, the young man pounced on the middle-aged man like a tiger, followed by a flurry of kicks.

The poor middle-aged man was powerless to fight back and was instantly beaten to the ground, rolling around in agony.

The middle-aged man wearing a thick gold chain struggled with great effort to finally get up from the ground.

However, his once-perfect suit was now filthy, covered in dust and spilled alcohol, making him look extremely disheveled.

He spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, pointed a trembling finger directly at Cao Huiyang, and roared:

"Well done, kid! If you've got the guts, tell me your name!"

Upon hearing that the other person's accent was not from Hong Kong but rather from Taiwan, Cao Huiyang felt more confident and straightened his back even more.

He met the other person's angry gaze without fear and responded loudly:

"Hmph! You dare to talk back to me after flirting with my girlfriend? Let me tell you, I'm Cao Huiyang, and I'm sitting in booth number 68! Bring on your tricks, I'll take them all!"

After saying that, he even raised his chin at the other person in a provocative manner.

Seeing this, the man with the big gold chain knew he wouldn't get the better of him, so he could only glare at Cao Huiyang resentfully before turning around and slinking away.

Cao Huiyang, however, didn't take the matter to heart at all. He casually led his friends back to their booth.

When they entered the booth, everyone present was shocked to see Zhou Rong's miserable appearance. They rushed forward to ask her what had happened and offered words of comfort.

One of them couldn't help but exclaim, "Huiyang, you were amazing today! You charged straight into a fight without a second thought, that was incredibly cool!"

Cao Huiyang smiled slightly, waved his hand dismissively, and said:

"What's this? It's just a small matter. If I see my beloved woman being bullied and I still shrink back and don't dare to step forward, would I even be a man?"

"That makes sense, but we still need to be careful in our actions! After all, this is Causeway Bay, not a place where we can act recklessly."