The day my grandmother was pushed and became a vegetative state, the system found me, saying that if I successfully captured the nanny’s daughter, I could save my grandmother.
For this hope...
After realizing the situation, he was clearly not as arrogant as he was at school, and he even knew to use the law to threaten Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi rubbed his reddened hand and sat leisurely on the sofa.
He crossed his legs and looked at Zhang Qiang with a mocking expression. Zhang Qiang was being forced to stand up by the bodyguards, but he stubbornly raised his head and glared at him.
He said casually and arrogantly, "I know, this is a society ruled by law, but the problem is, as long as you don't pursue it, nothing will happen."
Zhang Qiang was in pain all over. He glared at Zhou Yi and sneered angrily, "Unless you beat me to death, I will definitely report you to the police station. I'm telling you, I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life in jail."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "Did you hear that? No need to kill him, just beat him half to death."
The next second, Zhang Qiang was lifted up from the ground again, and a fist the size of his face slammed into his face.
A muffled thud.
"Ah!" The impact made Zhang Qiang see stars, and his head started buzzing.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain shot through his abdomen, as if his internal organs had been punched and shattered. The pain made him pale, cold sweat pour down his face, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Tsk tsk, it seems that my punch just now didn't hurt Zhang Qiang at all.
Indeed, professional matters should be left to professionals.
Look, after those few punches, he can't even speak.
The bodyguard kicked Zhang Qiang hard in the knee joint, and everyone in the living room heard a crisp "crack" sound. Zhang Qiang was in so much pain that he convulsed on the ground.
The bodyguard raised his foot and stomped on Zhang Qiang's knee, pressing down hard.
"ah!!!"
Zhang Qiang let out a painful scream, his temples throbbing uncontrollably, the pain making him tremble all over and nearly faint.
Next was the other leg...
The screams continued, drowning out the angry curses and shouts of Zhang's parents.
"You, you've gone too far, you've gone mad! What did our family ever do to offend you that you beat my son like this? You'll die a horrible death!"
"We'll haunt you even as ghosts."
As Zhang's mother was cursing, her lips began to move, and she was about to spit at Zhou Yi when the bodyguard reacted quickly and slapped her face to the side. Blood mixed with saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth.
The pain was so intense that Zhang's mother collapsed to the ground, unable to regain her senses for a long time.
"Is that going too far?" Zhou Yi laughed. "Why don't you two ask what your sons are doing at school?"
"Since neither of you knows how to discipline your son, then I will teach him in your place."
Zhou Yi calmly watched Zhang Qiang lying on the ground, his face covered in blood. He didn't know how many bones were broken, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream. His eyes were unfocused, and his consciousness was beginning to blur.
Seeing that the beating had gone on long enough, Zhou Yi slowly stood up, dusted off his clothes, and said, "Alright, I won't pursue this matter any further."
"I won't pursue this further, and Mr. Zhang, you won't either, right? After all, if you dare to say a word about what happened today, the consequences will be more than the Zhang family can bear."
"Mr. Zhang embezzled money from the company, right? Not many people know about it, are they? Aren't you afraid of being fired and held accountable?"
Mr. Zhang was trembling with anger, and hatred was uncontrollably revealed in his eyes.
Looking at his son's horribly injured state and his wife's swollen face, his anger flared up. He gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you threatening? Zhou Yi, right? You want me to drop the matter? Let me tell you, dream on!"
"Just you wait, if I don't let you rot in jail, I'm not a Zhang! You..."
Zhou Yi raised an index finger to his lips, signaling Zhang's father to shush.
With his other hand, he took out his phone, skillfully opened his contacts, and made a call to the Zhou family: "This is Zhou Yi. Have the chairman of our partner, Hongye Group, contact me immediately."
After giving his instructions, Zhou Yi hung up the phone without waiting for his secretary's reply.
Upon seeing this, Zhang's father burst into laughter, his anger undiminished: "Hahaha, do you really think I'm someone who can be easily intimidated?"
"Even if the police chief is your father, I'm not afraid! Let alone getting fired from the company, don't threaten me with that."
"You barged into my house out of nowhere and beat my son until he was covered in blood. I'd rather die than swallow this insult! Now you're scared? You think you can threaten me into not pursuing the matter? Ha, just wait and see what happens at the station!"
Just as Zhang's father was laughing heartily, Zhou Yi's phone rang.
Zhou Yi glanced lightly at Zhang's father, who refused to negotiate even in the face of death.
Then, I answered the phone and casually pressed the speakerphone button.
A middle-aged man's voice then came out: "Young Master Zhou, hello, hello."
"I'm from Hongye Group..."
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Zhang's father's pupils contracted sharply, and the vengeful smile on his face froze.
That sound?
That voice belonged to his direct supervisor, the company boss!
How could that be? The person calling couldn't possibly be the chairman of Hongye Group!
Zhou Yi smiled casually: "The CEO of Hongye Group, what a coincidence! I'm at your company's purchasing general manager's house right now. His son offended me today, so I had my bodyguards teach him a lesson."
"Look, this matter has become quite serious."
"Manager Zhang means he wants me to spend the rest of my life in jail. It may be impossible for our two companies to cooperate in the future."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
Upon hearing the words "unable to cooperate," the boss was startled and immediately said, "Young Master Zhou is indeed magnanimous, always seeking revenge. Well done!"
"I've met Manager Zhang's son a few times, and he's completely clueless. He's always out there messing around."
“I told you long ago that if his son continued down this path, he would be beaten to death sooner or later. If you kill him, that would be doing justice for God.”
"Young Master Zhou, please don't rush into the cooperation. Our company relies on the Zhou family for its livelihood. If the cooperation is interrupted, how am I supposed to survive?"
"Otherwise, I'll go and kowtow to you to admit my mistake."
"Young Master Zhou, please give your phone to the company's purchasing general manager so I can talk to him and have him apologize to you."
Dead silence!
The entire hall was deathly silent.
Zhang's mother covered her numb face, stood frozen in place, and then looked at the rumored heir of the Zhou family with fear and apprehension.
Zhou Yi raised an eyebrow and handed the phone to Zhang's father, whose face was ashen. Zhang's father hesitated for a moment, then took the phone with slightly trembling hands and put it to his ear.
"Boss."
He had barely uttered a word when he heard an enraged shout from the other end: "You surnamed Zhang! Are you crazy! Are you a pig-brain? You idiot, how dare you offend Young Master Zhou of the Zhou Group!"
"Young Master Zhou is the only heir of the Zhou family, do you understand? If he stomps his foot, the entire city of Luzhou will tremble."
"I'm warning you, you'd better be sensible today. If you don't find a way to appease Young Master Zhou, I'll not only fire you, I'll also blacklist you from the industry!"
"You've been in the position of purchasing general manager for so long, don't think I don't know what you've been doing behind the scenes. There are some things I've turned a blind eye to, but that doesn't mean I won't investigate."
“If the company cuts off cooperation with the Zhou Group, I won’t have an easy time, and you won’t have an easy time either! I’ll be the first to send you to jail.”