I Was Trapped in the Same Day for a Thousand Years, Episode 138: Not Half Bad, Too Bad...
Welcome to "I'm Trapped in the Same Day for a Thousand Years," exclusively produced by Feilu Novel Network. Narrated by Wang Xiaomo, Lao He, and Zhuang Xiaodie, the story is about Lei Chen serving soup to Wu Chen. Just as Wu Chen takes the bowl, he hears Lei Chen say Sang Ze, "Young Master Ding."
He paused for a moment, turned to look at Lei Cheng, and then naturally placed the soup bowl in front of him on the table.
The restaurant suddenly became unusually quiet.
Lei Cheng is the master of the house, so naturally no one would easily make a sound when he answers the phone.
Hu Xilin was also there, and he heard Lei Cheng say that.
Young Master Ding paused for a moment as he picked up his chopsticks, glancing at Wu Chen before looking at Lei Cheng.
Mr. Lei, are you free tomorrow afternoon?
Is it convenient for us to talk?
Ding Runlong's voice came through the phone.
There is time. What, is Young Master Ding going to the East Sea tomorrow?
Lei Cheng spoke into his phone.
As he spoke, he glanced at Wu Chen and exchanged a look with Wu Chen.
Yes, arriving tomorrow?
If it's convenient for you, Mr. Lei, let's arrange a place.
Ding Ruilong said.
Is this necessary?
Lei Chen replied.
Young Master Ding, since you've already contacted Lei You, there's no need for you to come and talk to me anymore, is there?
Haha, what is Boss Lei saying?
Ding Ruilong laughed loudly, "You are you, and your brother is your brother. I've heard about your feud with your elder brother. I'm an outsider, so I can't say much. But if Boss Lei is interested, I can talk to you about it. Maybe I can even help you?"
Ding Ruilong's words were full of implications.
What do you mean?
Lei Cheng countered with a question.
Boss Lei, you should understand, we're not enemies, and I don't have much of a relationship with your brother. If you can help me, I can help you too. How about we meet and talk?
No?
The manic Ding Ruilong was very eloquent. He directly painted a rosy picture for Lei Cheng, and his thinking was even the same as Wu Chen's: to use Lei Cheng and Lei You's affair to establish a close relationship with Lei Cheng.
Normally, if Lei Cheng didn't know Wu Chen, he would definitely be tempted to build a good relationship with Ding Ruilong and leverage the Ding Family's influence—it would all seem like a good thing. It's just a pity that Wu Chen is a novice.
Young Master Ding, it sounds like you know something.
Lei Cheng pondered.
What can you do to help me with something that happened ten years ago?
Lei Cheng's question already revealed his interest; of course, it was all an act for Ding Ruilong's benefit.
To paraphrase Ding Ruilong, what happened 10 years ago isn't important, is it?
Ding Ruilong, however, smiled and said, "The important thing is that your father only has two sons now. If one of them dies, the other will be the sole heir. Don't you think so?"
We can discuss the specifics on the interface; it's difficult to say over the phone.
Lei Cheng's expression changed slightly.
The unexpected death of one person, leaving the other as the sole heir, should have been extremely attractive to Lei Cheng, and for Lei Cheng, it was even a case of turning the tables on them.
Lei You treated him the same way back then, but because Wu Chen was a novice, Lei Cheng couldn't possibly side with Ding Ruilong. So now, Lei Cheng's feelings weren't one of attraction, but rather of even greater fear and wariness towards Ding Ruilong.
If Ding Ruilong could say that to Lei Cheng, he could naturally say the same to Lei You.
Lei Cheng fell silent, seemingly deep in thought. In reality, he exchanged glances with Wu Chen, unsure whether Wu Chen could hear the voice on the phone clearly.
The restaurant was very large, a separate room with Western-style tables. Wu Chen and Lei Cheng weren't sitting next to each other. In this quiet environment, apart from Lei Cheng, everyone else could only vaguely hear a few sounds.
Sister's noodles!
Lei Cheng muttered a sentence, but the world was actually focused on Wu Chen.
This was said to Wu Chen.
Wu Chen and Lei Cheng nodded to each other.
Okay then, what specific time can you arrive tomorrow afternoon?
Lei Cheng seemed to have figured it out.
Please confirm the time and location for contacting mobile phones after 2 PM tomorrow, and keep this confidential.
Ding Ruilong said.
Lei Cheng then told Ding Ruilong the exact time and place to meet, and after a few more words, he hung up.
It must be admitted that Ding Ruilong is quite shrewd. He was able to deduce that Ding Ruilong's calls to Lei You and Lei Cheng at the same time were intentional. He wanted Lei Cheng to know that he had called both of his brothers, while also implying that he wasn't familiar with Lei You. This would give Lei Cheng the impression that he would side with whoever helped him, Ding Ruilong.
This gave Lei Cheng hope and psychological pressure. If he didn't win over Ding Ruilong, Ding Ruilong would go to help his older brother. In addition, Lei You was also putting pressure on Lei Cheng. If Lei Cheng was a smart man, he should know what to do.
In addition, Ding Ruilong did this for another benefit: to prevent Lei Chou from tipping off Li Ruobing.
Now that Lei Cheng's family matters are involved, Lei Cheng will not tell Li Ruobing the details of his secret meeting with Ding Ruilong in advance.
Ding Ruilong is really smart, it's just a pity he hung up the phone.
Lei Cheng suggested that Wu Chen eat first.
Wu Chen smiled and said, "Oh, let's eat."
Lei Cheng then laughed and called out to Tao Manying, "Hey, Da Bao, hand me the wine, I'll open it."
Several bottles of 2000 vintage Romanée d'Or were on the table.
During the meal and casual conversation, Wu Chen didn't bring up Ding Runlong's affairs. Lei Cheng knew that Wu Chen didn't want to talk about it at the dinner table, so he didn't bring it up either. They talked about other things that Lei Chen didn't know. In fact, Wu Chen already knew that Ding Ruilong would call him that night. Wu Chen even knew the specific content of their conversation in advance. He didn't need to ask; he knew everything because all of this had happened on July 20th the previous year.
Although Wu Chen hadn't met Lei Chen in person, they had spoken on the phone several times. Lei Chen even called Wu Chen once that night to tell Wu Chen had happened. Ding Ruilong then called him again and explained the situation to Wu Chen in detail.
The difference was that on the previous July 20th, Lei Cheng didn't want to see Ding Runlong he hadn't arranged a time and place to meet him; he was very annoyed.
This time, it was indeed arranged, because Wu Chen was present when he answered the phone, and Wu Chen, seeing Lei Cheng, agreed.
The meal lasted for more than an hour, then Xi took over.
Through casual conversation, Hu Xilin learned that Zhuang Xiaodie was Wu Chen's woman. She didn't have any particular feelings about it; she didn't care or think about it much, her mind was filled with thoughts of her wife's infidelity.
The atmosphere at the meal was very pleasant. Lei Chen even brought up the idea of giving Tao Manying the opportunity to collaborate with Zhuang Xiaodie in the future. No one drank too much, just a little tipsy. Except for Hu Xilin, who was preoccupied with something and drank alone. By 8 p. m., he was completely drunk and slumped over the table, unable to move.
After dinner, Wu Chen and Lei Cheng went to the study on the second floor to have tea and sober up, and had a private talk about Ding Ruilong.
As for Hu Xilin, who was drunk, Li Cheng had Hu Xilin's driver and bodyguards enter the Villa, take him home, and send him away.
Around 9 p. m., Wu Chen and Lei Cheng finished their discussion and agreed on everything.
Lei Cheng originally wanted Wu Chen and Zhuang Xiaodie to stay overnight, since there was naturally enough room in such a large Villa. However, Wu Chen said he had other things to do and did not agree. Lei Cheng did not insist and went downstairs to tell Zhuang Xiaodie, who was chatting with Tao Manying, to leave.
Wu Chen was driving under the influence, but given his superhuman mental capacity, even if he had drunk too much, it wouldn't have had much of an impact, especially since he hadn't drunk much at all.
Half an hour later, around 10:10 p. m., on Fukang Road in South District.
This place is in the old city area, very close to the bar street in the South District.
However, at this time of day, compared to the dazzling neon lights and bustling atmosphere of the bar street, Fukang Road, just a block away, was deserted, with hardly any cars on the street and not a soul in sight.
This is background information.
Wu Chen parked the car on the side of the road and looked at the alley entrance diagonally ahead.
Mr. Wu, aren't we going home?
Zhuang Xiaodie turned to look at Wu Chen and couldn't help but ask.
Zhuang Xiaodie was unfamiliar with the roads in the East Sea, didn't know where she was, and didn't know why Wu Chen had stopped here.
Wu Chen held up a finger and gestured for Zhuang Xiaodie to be quiet.
Zhuang Xiaodie then obediently remained silent.
Wu Chen glanced at his watch again to check the time, and then remained silent for one minute.
Ah!
Help!
Someone come quick!
Help!
A woman's scream suddenly rang out in the alley.
Fukang Road is located to the west of South Second Lane, while Anlong Street, known as a bar street, is located to the east of the lane.
In the East Sea, there are many places that can be called bar streets, and Anlong Street is just one of them.
A few minutes earlier, a GTR sports car with Magic City license plate had just driven out of the parking lot in front of the Night Cat Bar, which was more than 100 meters away. It drove to the vicinity of South Second Lane and stopped along the road. Several cars on the side of the road started up and chased after it, flanking it from the front and rear and braking suddenly to block the GTR sports car.
A group of people got off the bus, and a group of young men who looked like hooligans and were smoking in the nearby square also gathered around, some of them even pulling out batons from their clothes.
This is clearly an ambush. Damn it, you were all so cocky at the bar, what the hell are you driving now?
A group of people were cursing at a young man with dyed Whitehead, and then went up and smashed the windshield of the GTR with a stick, cracking it.
On the sidewalk a dozen meters away, there were four or five young men and women standing around. They were clearly surrounding the young man in the middle, a tall, thin young man with a punk hairstyle and wearing a black leather jacket.
A punk-haired young man, a cigarette dangling from his lips, squinted at the situation ahead.
These young people weren't just there to watch the spectacle; they were the ones who had come looking for the people stuck in traffic.
Buzz!
The GTR suddenly revved the engine, producing a deep roar, and then lurched forward, crashing head-on into the road, startling everyone around it who scattered in panic.
The GTR sports car crashed into a minivan stuck in traffic diagonally in front of it, knocking the minivan to one side but not creating a path.
The GTR reversed and rammed forward again, with a loud bang, but still couldn't break through. Inside the GTR, the short-haired young man gripping the steering wheel had sweaty palms, and the girl in the black dress in the passenger seat also looked panicked.
This is the East Sea, not Magic City.
They're Magic City in Shanghai, but they've offended local bullies in the East Sea; this is going to cause trouble.
God knows how it all turned out this way.
He's trying to run, so I'll smash it for him!
The white-haired young man brandished a baton and shouted that he was the first to step forward.
You shouldn't get too close to the front or back of a car because you're likely to get hit, but you can get away from the sides.
He went up and swung his baton, smashing the sealing barrier in the driver's cab.
A group of people rushed in and started smashing the car from both sides.
The Githia sports car reversed and fishtailed, nearly hitting someone, but the person reacted quickly and avoided it.
The road was blocked, and the car couldn't move no matter what. Naturally, no one was foolish enough to use their body to block the car. The roar of the engine sounded again, this time from a black SUV blocking the road.
The people inside the car revved the engine while flashing their hazard lights at the GTR sports car.
It looks like the car is going to ram right into him.
At this distance, a collision wouldn't be too serious—it's too close—but it could very likely push the GTR sports car sideways against the wall or cause it to flip over.
The short-haired young man inside the GTR panicked completely. He even suspected that if someone dragged him out of the car, he might be beaten to death.
Sigh, time to get off the bus and run that way!
The short-haired young man shouted to the girl in the black dress in the passenger seat.
The GTR sports car drove forward again, then suddenly swerved and stopped.
The people around were so frightened that they immediately moved away.
The short-haired young man hurriedly unbuckled his seatbelt, pushed open the door, got out of the car, and ran into the nearest alley.
The girl in the black dress also joined hands with the girl as they ran into the alleyway.
The girl in the black dress was running fast, and she was wearing high heels. The short-haired young man dragged her along, and their high heels flew off as they chased after her!
Wow!
A group of young people chased after him into the alley, and the two fastest runners caught up with him in just over ten meters.
The short-haired young man immediately let go of the girl's hand, turned around and kicked one of them to the ground. Another person swung a baseball bat at him, but he snatched the bat away and smashed it down, knocking him out.
They're very skilled fighters, they've trained, but there are just too many of them.
As the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands. The short-haired young man wasn't unfamiliar with gang fights. He knew he couldn't possibly defeat so many people and take down the two who first caught up with him.
The short-haired young man quickly took two steps back, grabbed the girl in the black dress's hand, and ran away.
Wow, he's trained?
Get him!
I thought they were filming an action movie!
Chase after them!
Get him!
Two people were running ahead, while a dozen or so people were chasing behind.
The alley was long and fast; the short-haired young man pulled the girl in the black dress and ran to the middle of the alley.
Whoosh!
Snap!
It's unclear who dropped the baseball bat, but it hit the short-haired young man squarely in the back.
The baseball bat flew through the air, hitting the short-haired young man squarely. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Get up!
The girl in the black dress was so anxious that she burst into tears and forcibly pulled the short-haired young man up.
Because of this delay, the first three or five people caught up.
Holy crap, it's still running!
A stick came flying, striking the short-haired young man.
The short-haired young man or the girl in the black dress dodged, and the stick smashed against the wall.
The short-haired young man shook off the girl in the black dress, stepped forward, kicked her to the ground, and a fight broke out.
Do you know who I am?
The short-haired young man shouted.
He had no choice; he was actually very reluctant to talk about his family affairs, but now he was on the verge of ruin.
What are you going to put there?
You dare to act all high and mighty in the East Sea? I'll fucking swear!
In a brief exchange, the three or five people failed to gain the upper hand against the young man with short hair.
Although the short-haired young man also took a hit with a stick and was kicked several times, even bleeding from his nose, he managed to take down three more people. He couldn't fight anymore because more than a dozen people chasing them were catching up.
The girl in the black dress stood by the wall, looking terrified; her makeup was ruined from crying.
The short-haired young man picked up a baseball bat, waved it around haphazardly, and swung it a few times, causing the two men who were about to attack him to instinctively back away.
He took this opportunity to run away again, not forgetting to pull the cart.
The girl in the black dress and he ran frantically, hand in hand. He was running out of energy; fighting at full strength was extremely taxing, and he was breathing heavily, not as fast as before.
The girl in the black dress was so frightened that her legs went weak, and she was quickly caught up with again.
I dialed again, and now I can see the entrance to the alley on the other side.
Ah!
Help!
Help!
The girl in the black dress screamed.
Outside the box, on the Fukang Road, Lamborghini.
Wu Chen and Zhuang Xiaodie, who were in the car, both heard the screams.
Zhuang Xiaodie's expression changed, her eyes widened, and she looked out the car window at the alley entrance.
The girl's screams were so pitiful; something terrible must have happened.
As a girl herself, Zhuang Xiaodi instantly imagined a lot of tragic scenarios.
Wu Chen removed his seatbelt when the screams started and remained in the car.
Wu Chen gave Zhuang a few words of advice, then got out of the car.
At the entrance of the alley, within a distance of twenty or thirty meters inside, there was complete chaos.
The young man from Duanfa was very strong, but he couldn't withstand the opponent's superior numbers.
Fortunately, the alley was relatively narrow, so there weren't many people who could attack him at the same time; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get here.
Wu Chen appeared at the alley entrance, hands in his suit pockets, glanced around, and called out, "Hey, what are you doing?"
Some people looked at Wu Chen, but no one paid Wu Chen any attention, so Wu Chen walked inside, and a few people noticed.
Mind your own business, get lost, or you'd better get lost if you don't want to die!
The girl in the black dress, who had already been kicked down against the wall, saw someone coming and dared to shout at them. As if she had seen a savior, she endured the pain and got up to ask Wu Chen for help.
Brother, help! Help my boyfriend!
He stumbled over to Wu Chen's side, and Wu Chen raised his hand to signal him to stay away.
Wu Chen continued walking forward.
The short-haired young man had already been knocked down twice, scrambling to his feet each time, but he was clearly unable to hold on any longer.
Hey, you still dare to come over?
A young man with tattoos on his arm, seeing that everyone was meddling, actually dared to walk over and headed straight for Wu Chen, swinging his stick to smash him.
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