"Mr. Chen, this is Wang Shiman. Are you free today? I'd like to invite you to my house to give my daughter a needle treatment."
On the other end of the phone, Wang Shiman's gentle voice came through.
Chen Dashan thought for a moment and said, "Sure."
Wang Shiman replied happily, "Great, Mr. Chen. I'll drive over to pick you up now."
Chen Dashan said, "I'll head over myself. No need to trouble you."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Dashan greeted his sister-in-law and said he was going out.
Then he went to take the village town bus.
Half an hour later.
Chen Dashan arrived at Wang Shiman's villa.
As soon as he entered the gate, he saw Huang Qingsong being pinned to the ground and beaten by several suited bodyguards.
He was covered in blood, with a bruised and swollen face, looking miserable.
Seeing Chen Dashan walk in, a flash of resentment crossed Huang Qingsong's eyes, then he hugged his head and continued to endure the beating.
