Moments later, Ye Long finished his breakfast and walked out of the diner.
He straddled his motorcycle and had just ridden a short distance when a brand - new Maybach blocked his way, cutting off his path completely.
Ye Long recognized this luxury car. Even the base model cost over two hundred thousand dollars. Only super - rich individuals or those from the elite class could afford it.
Song Zhong stepped out of the car with two bodyguards in black suits. His eyes were like knives, staring coldly at Ye Long.
Looking at Ye Long on his cheap motorcycle and in casual attire, Song Zhong furrowed his brows and turned to the bodyguard on his left.
The bodyguard immediately reported in a low voice, "Mr. Song, it's him!"
Yesterday afternoon, Song Zhong had gone to great lengths to arrange a blind date with his goddess, Zhou Ruobing.
However, just as the appointed time was approaching, his grandmother suddenly called an emergency family meeting.
Song Zhong had no choice but to send someone to Beverly Café to inform Zhou Ruobing to wait.
Unfortunately, the family meeting lasted for four hours. By the time Song Zhong rushed to the café, Zhou Ruobing had already left.
Nevertheless, through his subordinates, Song Zhong learned that Zhou Ruobing had met another man at the café and finally left with him.
Since returning from studying abroad, Song Zhong had been pursuing Zhou Ruobing for three years.
During these three years, although Zhou Ruobing had never agreed to date him, at least she had never met other men privately.
The situation of having coffee with a man and leaving in the same car had never happened before.
This made Song Zhong extremely eager to figure out the relationship between them.
"Did you have coffee with Zhou Ruobing at Beverly Café yesterday afternoon?" Song Zhong's voice was as cold as ice.
Ye Long secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He had thought someone was coming to cause trouble, but it turned out to be a suitor of Zhou Ruobing.
"That's right." Ye Long replied casually.
Song Zhong then asked, "What's your name?"
"Ye Long." Ye Long answered truthfully.
Song Zhong realized that the man in front of him was incredibly calm. Ordinarily, whether they were poor people, ordinary rich kids or small - business owners, most people would feel inferior and nervous when they met a super - rich young master like him.
But Ye Long remained composed in the face of him.
"What did you talk about? And who exactly are you? What's your relationship with her?" Song Zhong stared at Ye Long with hostility.
Ye Long retorted, "Why should I report to you about what we talked about?"
Song Zhong narrowed his eyes, his gaze as cold as a blade.
One of the bodyguards beside him sneered, "Kid, do you know who our young master is?"
Ye Long shook his head. "I'm not interested."
After saying that, Ye Long started his motorcycle, planning to bypass them and leave.
Song Zhong flew into a rage. He stepped forward and pressed his hand on the front of Ye Long's motorcycle. "Kid, stay away from Bingbing! If I see you with her again, I'll make you..."
"Slap!"
Ye Long raised his hand and slapped Song Zhong hard across the face.
Song Zhong stumbled back a step, completely stunned.
The two bodyguards beside him were also dumbfounded. They never expected someone to dare to hit Mr. Song, and it was a slap in the face.
"I hate being threatened the most. You've lived a privileged life since childhood and enjoyed the best educational resources. Logically, you should have better manners than ordinary people. But why are you so annoying when you open your mouth?"
"If you threaten me again, I'll slap you again!"
After saying that, Ye Long stepped on the accelerator and rode away on his motorcycle.
The two bodyguards came to their senses and immediately chased after him.
"Come back here!" Song Zhong suddenly shouted.
The bodyguards hurried back to his side. Seeing the clear red handprint on his face, they all furrowed their brows.
Song Zhong stared at Ye Long's disappearing figure. For some reason, a strange smile curved his lips.
"Kid, I should actually thank you for that slap!" With that, he turned and got into the car.
The two bodyguards exchanged a puzzled look. Why did Mr. Song seem happy after being slapped by a rival?
Soon, the bodyguards found out why.
As soon as Song Zhong got into the car, he dialed Zhou Ruobing's number.
In the CEO's office of Zhou's Group in Los Angeles, Zhou Ruobing was busy organizing an important document.
At this time, her office phone rang.
Zhou Ruobing glanced at the screen and saw that it was Song Zhong, her suitor. She hung up without hesitation.
Sitting in the car, Song Zhong wasn't angry at all when Zhou Ruobing rejected his call. Instead, he dialed again immediately.
Zhou Ruobing was a bit surprised. In the past, after she rejected Song Zhong's calls, he wouldn't dare to call again for a while. But this time, he called back right away. There must be something urgent.
Unable to guesswhat it was, Zhou Ruobing picked up the phone. "Mr. Song, I'm busy. Let's talk about it later."
"Wait!" Afraid that Zhou Ruobing would hang up, Song Zhong shouted hastily, "Bingbing, do you know someone named Ye Long?"
A strange look flashed across Zhou Ruobing's eyes. She never expected Song Zhong to mention Ye Long suddenly. "He's my friend."
"Have you known each other for a long time?"
"I just met him yesterday." Zhou Ruobing asked coldly, "Why?"
Song Zhong felt a twinge of jealousy. He had pursued Zhou Ruobing for three years, yet he was barely more than an acquaintance to her. But she had already acknowledged Ye Long as a friend after just one day.
Song Zhong pretended to be wronged. "He slapped me just now and said he knew you. I want to confirm your relationship so that I can decide how to deal with him."
Zhou Ruobing's heart tightened. "He slapped you?"
Song Zhong said, "I'll take a photo and send it to you. See for yourself."
After taking a selfie, Song Zhong sent the photo to Zhou Ruobing.
Zhou Ruobing opened the photo and was shocked. There was a clear handprint on Song Zhong's face, indicating that Ye Long had hit him hard.
Zhou Ruobing replied, "I'll call you later."
Looking at the message on his phone, Song Zhong's lips curved into a smile of triumph.
Zhou Ruobing stood up and walked to the floor - to - ceiling window. She dialed Ye Long's number.
On the other side, Ye Long was riding his motorcycle on the road. When he saw Zhou Ruobing's call, he immediately pulled over and answered. "Miss Zhou, what can I do for you?"
Zhou Ruobing asked through gritted teeth, "Where are you?"
"On the road."
"Send me your location!" Zhou Ruobing's tone was authoritative.
"Okay." Ye Long obediently sent his location to Zhou Ruobing via social media.
"I'm coming right away!" Zhou Ruobing hung up after saying that.
Moments later, a black Mercedes - Benz sped over like a rocket and screeched to a halt beside Ye Long.
Zhou Ruobing pushed open the car door. Her face was as cold as frost. She walked up to Ye Long furiously. "Did you slap Song Zhong just now?"
Ye Long remembered Song Zhong, who had threatened him earlier. He never expected him to complain to Zhou Ruobing.
Ye Long nodded. "Yes."
Zhou Ruobing asked, "Did he attack you first?"
Ye Long shook his head. "No. He blocked my way and warned me not to see you again, so I struck back."
"You!" Zhou Ruobing had hoped that Song Zhong had started the fight.
But the truth was disappointing.
"You're a violent maniac!" Zhou Ruobing began to suspect that Ye Long had a serious violent tendency.
After saying that, Zhou Ruobing turned around and got back into the car. She stepped on the gas and sped away.
Ye Long was also furious. "He held my motorcycle and wouldn't let me go. He threatened me. Was I supposed to just stand there and take it?"
Zhou Ruobing drove the Mercedes - Benz at top speed. Finally, she screeched to a stop on the side of the road.
Song Zhong was different from other suitors. The Song family had a huge influence and deep roots in Los Angeles. Zhou's Group had a lot of business dealings with the Song family.
Although Song Zhong wasn't the head of Song Group, he was the third son of the Song family and one of the future heirs that the Song family was focusing on cultivating.
If the news of Song Zhong being slapped by Ye Long spread, it would definitely affect the cooperation between the two families.
Zhou's Group's business was already on the decline. If they lost the cooperation with the Song family, they were likely to lose more market share and even face bankruptcy.
Zhou Ruobing gritted her teeth and took out her phone. She dialed Song Zhong's number.