Yang Feilong called Liu Yun and told her about the matter.
Liu Yun readily agreed. For her, this was a trivial matter, but she was happy. Although her husband had made a promise to Yang Feilong, it was like a blank check as long as Yang Feilong didn't encounter any trouble.
She had always felt that she owed Yang Feilong too much.
After all, she would continue to trouble Yang Feilong to help their family recuperate.
Now that she could help Yang Feilong with something, how could she not be happy?
After hanging up the phone, Yang Feilong looked at the security guard, Liu Quan, and said, "Tomorrow is Monday. The school management will talk to you about the promotion to security captain. Prepare some materials in advance and sign the contract directly."
"Teacher Yang, thank you, thank you so much." Security guard, no, future security captain Liu Quan looked at Yang Feilong excitedly, "If you need anything in the future, just tell me, and I will do my best!"
Just one phone call!
He got promoted.
He once again witnessed Yang Feilong's prowess and secretly rejoiced that he had backed down and was grateful for Yang Feilong's magnanimity.
After all, the salary of a security captain was twice that of a regular security guard, eight thousand yuan a month, with five social insurances and one housing fund. How could he not be deeply grateful?
"I'll have to trouble you to take care of my sister in the future. If anything happens, find a way to handle it. If you can't, tell me in time," Yang Feilong said.
"Don't worry, Teacher Yang," Liu Quan promised, "As long as I'm here, your sister will not be harmed in the school."
"Oh, and her good friend Luo Wenwen, please look after her too," Yang Feilong added after a moment's thought.
"No problem, these are small matters," the future security captain Liu Quan immediately agreed. He knew that Yang Qingqing and Luo Wenwen were good friends, and he would have done so even if Yang Feilong hadn't instructed him.
In his heart, Yang Qingqing would be treated like his little great-aunt.
After bidding farewell to Liu Quan, Yang Feilong walked towards the vicinity of the Baima Road Car Friends' Shop.
It wasn't far from here, only about a twenty-minute walk. He had been taking cars too much lately, so some exercise was good.
This was why he chose to walk.
...
It was almost six o'clock, and the sunset clouds filled the sky. It would be dark soon.
"Ah Mao, the bicycle you got last night is quite new. It can be sold for at least two thousand four or five hundred, and you can get almost two thousand." Two young men sat on the curb, smoking and chatting.
"It looks like it's only been ridden once or twice. It's as good as new, and it's a big brand. But that's just my luck," Ah Mao exhaled a smoke ring and said, "By the way, Hei Zi, how's your performance this month?"
"It's passable. So far this month, I can only get over ten thousand, and by the end of the month, it will be just over twenty thousand," Hei Zi shook his head. "How about you?"
"My performance this month is not bad. So far, I can get around twenty thousand after expenses! Mainly, my things sell faster," Ah Mao said with a smile.
"The income from theft is quite good!" At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"That's natural." Ah Mao replied, then his expression changed. He stood up, turned around, and saw a young man with a wicked smile on his lips.
"Who are you?" Ah Mao threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out fiercely, and looked at Yang Feilong with a grim expression.
Hei Zi also stood up, looking at Yang Feilong unpleasantly.
Yes, the young man was Yang Feilong.
"Who am I? You stole my bicycle at past one in the morning, and you ask who I am?" Yang Feilong sneered.
When he came to this area, he thought he would have to search meticulously to find his newly purchased bicycle. Little did he expect that as soon as he arrived, he would see the person who stole his bicycle. Although the other party stole it in the dark and wore a helmet, Yang Feilong recognized him as the thief from his back and walked over. He suppressed his footsteps, and the two were smoking and chatting, completely unaware of Yang Feilong's approach.
Ah Mao's mouth twitched. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, where the owner of the stolen bike actually showed up.
But he would never admit it.
"Kid, get lost. I don't know what you're talking about," Ah Mao sneered. "If you slander me randomly, even if I hit you, you'll be in the wrong."
"Dare to steal but not admit it?" Yang Feilong looked at Ah Mao with disdain. "Be sensible, hand over the stolen goods, and then go to the police station to surrender."
Ah Mao had originally thought that if this guy spoke nicely, he might consider returning the stolen bicycle to let him leave. Causing trouble was not good for them. If the police were alerted, it would be very troublesome. Although they had connections with the police, if the situation escalated too much, they might not be able to suppress it, and he might end up in prison!
But hearing Yang Feilong's words, he was furious. Hand over all the stolen goods? And surrender? This was forcing him to lash out!
He also noticed someone seemed to be walking towards them, possibly to watch the excitement.
He knew there was no turning back, so he gave Hei Zi a look and said fiercely, "Kid, this is our territory. If you cause trouble here, I'll make you regret it!"
Hei Zi also walked forward with an unpleasant expression.
They were a group, and they were very "united" when facing outsiders, because their profession was a "high-risk" one. If they didn't stick together, they might be beaten to death!
Although he didn't know how Yang Feilong found him, it didn't matter. They would deal with those things later. The priority now was to beat this guy up first!
"Beat him!" Ah Mao shouted and threw a punch at Yang Feilong.
Hei Zi also attacked.
They were thieves and didn't like fighting, but sometimes they had to. After all, it was not beneficial for them if the person in front of them caused a scene.
Bang bang!
The two men threw their punches fast, but they were sent flying even faster.
Yang Feilong threw two punches in an instant, sending both of them flying.
"Regret? There are no such words in my dictionary!" Yang Feilong's cold sneer rang out.
"Ah! Damn it!"
"Tough opponent, call for backup!"
The two cried out in pain. At this moment, they realized the situation was not good, and the opponent was quite capable of fighting.
"Brother Ji! Someone's looking for trouble!" Ah Mao shouted.
Immediately, many people rushed towards them, seven or eight in total.
In fact, some people had already noticed the situation. Seeing Yang Feilong make a move and strike their people, they became enraged. Some of these people were carrying sticks, while others were carrying bricks at hand.
However, no one was carrying weapons, because if they used weapons, the mood would be different.
Looking at the seven or eight people rushing over, Yang Feilong's lips curved. "Your gang is quite large!"
As soon as he clashed with them, seven or eight people appeared, and clearly, their gang had more than ten people, with many more behind them.
He had stumbled into a thief's den!