Chu Fang paused for a moment: "Of course, I also checked out your company. Although you're the founder, your position isn't that stable. You have internal rivals and external enemies, all eyeing your company with hostility..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Li frowned and decisively said, "One million, deal."

Chu Fang's eyes narrowed instantly.

Soon, the lawyers for both parties drafted the relevant agreement, which the two parties signed. The compensation amount was then transferred to the bank, and the whole matter was considered to be over.

Both parties left separately. Before leaving, Chu Fang smiled and said to the young master Li, "One million, that's really a bargain for you."

“You… ……” Young Master Li pointed at Chu Fang, speechless.

Watching Chu Fang's retreating figure, President Li narrowed his eyes, stood up, and with a wave of his hand, a loud slap echoed in the tea restaurant. His voice was filled with anger: "Don't cause any more trouble outside. If you do it again, don't even think about getting a penny from me."

Actually, there's something else I want to say:

Before getting into trouble, be careful who you provoke; don't mess with people who have status or power.

From the moment Chu Fang entered the tea restaurant, he maintained a relaxed demeanor, but it was precisely that demeanor that made President Li very fearful. It was the demeanor and temperament that only truly wealthy people possessed, something that President Li did not yet have.

Mr. Li knew then that this matter would not be so easily resolved.

Upon hearing Chu Fang's subsequent words, which revealed the complete investigation of his company, including internal rivals, external competitors, and clients, he had no choice but to accept a compensation of one million.

One slap, one million.

Mr. Li gritted his teeth; he had been in business his whole life, and this was the biggest loss he had ever made.

... ...

"Ah, why are you out here?" Just as they left the tea restaurant, Rong Shunji rushed over in a hurry and asked with some surprise when he saw them.

Chu Fang asked, "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

Rong Shunji replied, "I took half a day off to come and support the 'veterans'."

"We're not having a group fight, what's the point of making a scene?" Chu Fang complained.

Rong Shunji looked at the group of lawyers behind Chu Fang with a serious expression.

It looks like a group fight no matter how you look at it.

"You're late." Wen Xiangbing put his right hand on Rong Shunji's shoulder. "You missed the exciting scene, Fang Zi's imposing and domineering appearance just now."

Chu Fang turned around and waved his hand, signaling the group of lawyers to leave. The lawyers bowed to him, then got into their car and left, leaving only Chu Fang, Wen Xiangbing, and Rong Shunji.

"Hiss..." After hearing the whole story, Rong Shunji gasped. "One million. He earned one million just from being slapped. I wish I could get slapped."

Grabbing Chu Fang's arm, she said, "Fangzi, hit me. I don't want much, just 500,000 for each slap, 300,000."

"We'll go by volume, 100,000 per slap, but the minimum is 1,000 slaps, and the force has to be heavy. I'll hire a strongman to do it."

Rong Shunji touched his face and said thoughtfully, "Can I still use this face? Oh well, I'll keep this handsome face."

“... ..."

The three returned to the room rented by Wen Xiangbing, cooked a few simple dishes, opened a bottle of baijiu, and sipped their drinks in small cups.

Wen Xiangbing toasted Chu Fang: "Fangzi, I won't say anything else, it's all in the wine."

After saying that, he drank it. Chu Fang thought for a moment and said, "You should still praise me. I like it when people thank me."

"Fangzi, you're such a hypocrite!" Rong Shunji rolled his eyes.

"Aren't you hypocritical?"

"I'm hypocritical too, but I just can't stand your hypocrisy."

“... ..."

That's like using the Seven Injury Fist...

The three of them were drinking when Rong Shunji asked, "Old soldier, what are you planning to do next? Why don't you go work at Fang's company? It's good that he doesn't care about his own lousy company. Once you're in, you'll be in the top management, and even President Kang won't dare to do anything to you."

"You and my wife secretly plotted to empty Fangzi's company, obtaining a large sum of money. We split it 50/50, achieving financial freedom instantly. By the time Fangzi realized what was happening, we were already sunbathing on a Hawaiian beach..."

“... ..."

Chu Fang's lips twitched.

He was truly his 'best brother' for life.

He plotted to seize his company right in front of him.

They don't carry people on their backs.

Wen Xiangbing smiled, went back to his room, took out his laptop, opened the files, and showed them a detailed PowerPoint presentation with pictures, data, text, reports, etc. He then explained his plans: "Working for someone else will never lead to a future. I plan to start my own business. These are some of my ideas."

Wen Xiangbing wasn't the type to stay subservient to others for long; he had already planned to start his own business, and that slap was simply bringing his plans forward.

It has to be said that Wen Xiangbing is the most capable person in the entire dormitory. He ranks among the top three in academic performance and has his own ideas even after entering society.

His company plan is quite comprehensive and well-thought-out.

After listening, Wen Xiangbing looked at the two of them. Rong Shunji thought for a moment and said, "Old soldier, why don't I just follow you?"

"Sure, but we'll have to wait until my company is doing better before you become the vice president."

"Forget it, I don't have that ability."

Chu Fang thought for a moment and said, "I really like your idea, and I plan to invest in your company."

"No." Wen Xiangbing shook his head. "I've saved some money, and with the compensation, it can last for a while. Besides, my company will become a Fortune 500 company. You think you can just throw in some money and expect to get shares in my company? Dream on."

Chu Fang nodded: "Alright, whatever you want."

He didn't say much. It was a good thing that his good brother had his own ideas, and he didn't need to help too much.

The three of them drank and chatted, reminiscing about the wonderful days of their university years, those carefree days, all of which have now vanished like smoke.

They also made a video call to Shao Liang, and it was clear from the video that Shao Liang was more cheerful and had a smile on his face after returning to his hometown.

Everything is fine.

Around noon, Rong Shunji had to go to work and left first. Chu Fang saw that Wen Xiangbing had fallen asleep, helped him to bed, covered him with a blanket, and then left the room as well.

When he got downstairs, he called a designated driver. He was drunk and didn't want to go to the studio, so he went straight home.

On his way home, he suddenly received a large transfer of 500,000 yuan.

He didn't need to think to know who transferred the money; he just typed it out.

[Solo player in a dating game: That's your money.]

[Old soldiers never die: You've done such a big favor, of course you deserve a share of the money.]

[Solo player in dating: You don't need that much.]

[Old Soldiers Never Die: Without you, I wouldn't have received this much compensation, which is far beyond what I expected. Although I know you don't care about this amount, stop dawdling and being annoying.]

[Solo player in a dating game: Fine.]

[Old soldiers never die: I'm going to sleep.]

The two ended the call.

Wen Xiangbing looked out the window at the bright sky and the dazzling sun... and gradually fell asleep.