Everyone present: ???

Chu Fang tilted his head: "Huh???"

Uncle?

Nephew?

Where did I get such a big nephew?

Qu Yaobo hugged Chu Fang's leg and said, "Uncle, I've missed you so much since you went abroad. You're finally back in the country."

"This time, please don't leave again. Let your nephew take good care of you and let you enjoy your old age in peace."

As Qu Yaobo spoke, he recalled the saddest thing in his life, trying his best to squeeze out tears.

He knew that his life's success or failure hinged on this very day.

Qu Yaobo had an uncle who was very successful and made a lot of money. He immigrated abroad when Qu was very young and had no wife or children.

Seeing that Bentley today, Qu Yaobo's mind was filled with images of an idol drama: a relative living abroad is about to leave, and he wants to bequeath his family fortune to his closest person in China.

And he was his uncle's closest confidant.

Chu Fang: "...I'm not married yet."

“That’s right, Uncle, you’re not married.” Qu Yaobo nodded. “Foreign technology is indeed advanced. Uncle, you’re over fifty years old, but you’re still so young, even younger than your nephew.”

Chu Fang lowered his head and pointed to his face: "You really don't recognize me?"

"I know him," Qu Yaobo replied. "You're my uncle."

Chu Fang: "..."

Is this never going to end?

I picked up a nephew out of nowhere.

Chu Fang was silent for a few seconds before saying, "First of all, I'm not your uncle; secondly, I don't have a bastard like you as my nephew; and finally, you don't even recognize me, so why did you hit me?"

Clearly, Qu Yaobo did not recognize Chu Fang, and did not even have a memory of his face.

That's... ...outrageous!

"Hit you?" Qu Yaobo shook his head. "No, I wouldn't dare."

Chu Fang spoke slowly and deliberately: "Then let me recall for you, where were you yesterday evening?"

Qu Yaobo blurted out instinctively, "Yesterday evening, I and three buddies teamed up to..."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice abruptly stopped. Qu Yaobo's pupils dilated as he looked up at Chu Fang, whose handsome face still bore fresh scars.

"You remember now?" Chu Fang grinned. "Yes, that's right, you hit me yesterday."

Qu Yaobo had only one thought in his mind: The sky has fallen!

Fine clothes and sumptuous food, luxury cars and beautiful women, and immense wealth—all vanished like smoke.

Even more tragically, the victims came to their door.

Qu Yaobo looked around: a burly man in sunglasses and a suit, abandoned factory buildings, drifting smoke and dust, desolation...

Clearly, this is a good place to kill and bury the body.

"How could I be so miserable!" Qu Yaobo was overcome with grief. "I've lost all my wealth and glory, and my life is almost over."

Qu Yaobo clung tightly to Chu Fang's leg: "Uncle..."

"Um?"

“Brother, I was wrong. I was blind and didn’t recognize your greatness. I mistook you for someone else and did the wrong thing. I hope you are magnanimous and forgiving. I am willing to serve you like a slave and do whatever you want.”

The lawyers and bodyguards standing nearby were speechless.

We have all tried our best to serve General Chu but to no avail, and now there is another competitor.

The competition is fierce.

... ...

Who are you?

Why are you arresting me?

I want to call the police!

Throughout the journey, Miao Yu was restrained by two bodyguards and unable to move. Feeling uneasy, he had no choice but to threaten to call the police.

But the two bodyguards did not answer his question and remained silent.

Chen Wan'er sat in the passenger seat, frowning slightly as she pondered, "Why is Mr. Chu making such a big fuss to find Miao Yu?"

"Could it be that he wants to smooth things over with Miao Yu for me?"

"Then why did he help me? Could it be...?"

Thinking of this, Chen Wan'er shook her head and gave up that bold idea.

The car headed towards the suburbs, during which Miao Yu kept talking. Finally, they arrived at an abandoned factory, where the group got out of the car.

As soon as Miao Yu got out of the car, he saw his three brothers kneeling on the ground begging for mercy:

"Brother, we were wrong."

"We are social scum, we are vagrants, please forgive us."

“This is all Miao Yu’s fault; he forced us.”

Chu Fang said, "I heard you two are sworn brothers?"

"Brothers?" One of his accomplices' hatred was palpable. "I don't have any brothers born that way!"

Qu Yaobo nodded: "Yes, we are not familiar with him."

The third accomplice said, "We're really not familiar with each other."

When Miao Yu saw his three brothers kneeling, he instantly guessed the whole story.

The person in question has come knocking on our door.

Chu Fang looked up at Miao Yu: "They said they're not familiar with you, are you familiar with them?"

Miao Yu said, "I take responsibility for my own actions. If you want to mess with me, come at me alone. Do whatever you want with me."

"No way." Chu Fang shook his head and refused. "The four of you ganged up on me and beat me up. Why are three of you getting away with it? This is against the law and I'm not satisfied."

"Hit you?" Chen Wan'er couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm." Chu Fang said, "Yesterday, your ex-boyfriend and these three men beat me up. Luckily, someone was passing by, otherwise my life would have been in danger."

Miao Yu said, "I didn't intend to take your life; that would be a serious violation of the law."

"Should I thank you?" Chu Fang glanced at him sideways. "Does hitting someone mean you don't break the law?"

Chen Wan'er lowered her head: "I'm sorry, landlord. I didn't expect my situation to cause you so much trouble. I..."

She felt deeply apologetic for involving others because of her own affairs.

Chu Fang waved his hand to signal Chen Wan'er to be silent, then looked up at Miao Yu: "Let me explain, Chen Wan'er and I are just landlord and tenant, there is no romantic relationship between us. You've hit the wrong person."

Miao Yu lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

The "sorry" was not only because the wrong person was called, but also because the current situation was unfavorable.

They were surrounded by burly men who circled around Chu Fang, their eyes fixed on him menacingly.

It's obvious that this 'landlord' is no ordinary person; he's really messed up this time.

"I won't accept it." Chu Fang shook his head. "I was beaten up badly. You think you can just brush it off with three light words? That's too easy."

There's no such good deal in the world.

"So what do you want?"

Chu Fang stroked his chin, lost in thought.

The surroundings were quiet, as if the air itself had frozen.

"I'll give you two choices," Chu Fang said calmly. "First, pay me money: medical expenses, compensation for emotional distress, and lost wages. I won't ask for more than fifty million."

"Secondly, I'll give them a taste of their own medicine and beat them up."

Upon hearing this, the three kneeling men immediately said, "Choose two."

"We choose option two."

"We must let Mr. Chu vent his grievances."

Miao Yu said, "I also choose option two."

Chu Fang was not surprised by the four people's choice.

For him, fifty million was just five days' income, and few people in the world could afford such a sum, let alone these four.

Chu Fang snapped his fingers, and then four burly men walked out from behind him. He ordered, "Beat up those four. If anything happens, I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury inside, with wealth and honor at home, and you won't have to worry about money."

"clear!"

The four bodyguards nodded, clenching their fists, their muscles bulging.