Zhan Xiuwen stepped off the stage, took a glass of champagne and drank it before walking over to Zhan Jingting and saying, "Your mother, Ruan Wanyi, acquired our shares at the highest price. A few days ago, in order to completely sever ties with us, she borrowed money from the bank at high interest rates to repay our debts. In terms of cash flow, the Hezhong Alliance is now much better off than the Zhan Group, not to mention that you are burdened with huge debts."

"Furthermore, even if we hadn't intercepted these collaborations, the Alliance could still establish itself in the capital. The Zhan Group, lacking funds, has regressed to what it was twenty years ago. What do you think you have to fight me with? Your petty schemes? How laughable!"

"You wrecked my place today, and I did lose face, but you only gained a superficial advantage, didn't you?"

Zhan Jingting chuckled softly, "I haven't heard such a funny joke in a long time. You mean, I'm broke?"

Zhan Yin scratched his head and said, "Uncle, he's right. You really don't have any money right now."

Jiang Dong suppressed a laugh, "Young Master Yin, you know nothing about Master Zhan's financial resources. How could Master Zhan not have the money to acquire this 10% stake?"

"How is this possible!" Not to mention anyone else, even Zhan Yin couldn't believe it. "This is no small amount. Who would carry around money that they couldn't count for years!"

"Yes, the Zhan Group is very rich, but even the CEO wouldn't have that much cash on hand."

Zhan Jingting naturally wouldn't try to confirm anything with these people. He simply said, "It's good that you're back. I haven't had a chance to avenge the car accident from back then. This will save me the trouble of looking for you."

Zhan Xiuwen immediately retorted, "Are you threatening me in public?"

"I've always done things openly and honestly, and seeking revenge against you isn't anything shameful," Zhan Jingting said with a faint smile. "Unlike you, I don't resort to underhanded tactics when I'm defenseless."

Many people present changed their perspective on Zhan Xiuwen.

Although people of their class rarely have clean hands, the ingrate behavior of someone like Zhan Xiuwen is still despicable.

Just like prisoners in jail, there is also a hierarchy of contempt.

Zhan Xiuwen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. "Jing Ting, it seems you're going all out today, openly provoking me."

Zhan Jingting looked down at him and said, "Actually, I didn't need to come here today at all, because in my eyes, you're nothing more than a clown."

Zhan Xiuwen's face turned even uglier!

"The reason I'm here is because you've been spreading rumors that my wife has become a living dead." Zhan Jingting's face grew colder and colder. "Do you think my wife is someone you can talk about?"

Those present who had heard about this gossip and participated in the discussion felt a chill run down their spines!

So this guy came here today to vent his anger over this!

"Jingting, is this really necessary? You're capable, but being too sentimental will never get you anywhere." Zhan Xiuwen seemed to have caught something incriminating. "It's a fact that your wife is in a vegetative state. Can you really stop people from talking about it? Do you really think you can silence everyone?"

Zhan Jingting's gaze grew cold, and a chilling aura emanated from his entire body. "Ask around, who dares to speak out?"

No one present dared to utter a sound!

Zhan Yin spoke up, "Second Uncle, to be fair, no matter what happened to Qiao Wanwan, you can't use her as a weapon to slander my uncle. We men shouldn't involve innocent women in our affairs, right?"

Zhan Xiuwen said coldly, "You have no right to speak here."

Zhan Yin: "......"

"I kindly pointed out what my uncle was angry about, and you still scolded me? You really take my kindness for granted. No wonder you're no match for my uncle. Let me tell you the truth, my uncle has seen everything you've done since you returned to the country and started causing trouble in the capital. From inciting the Zhan family to leave the Zhan Group, to forming some kind of alliance, everything has been under his control. Isn't that infuriating...?"

Zhan Xiuwen could no longer suppress his anger and completely lost control of his emotions. He roared, "Fine, you really are my good nephew, you've made me a fool of myself, haven't you! Jingting, you'll get your retribution! Your wife becoming a living dead is the best retribution!"

Wen Lixuan's face darkened, and he was about to rush forward when Wen Lijing stopped him. "Have you forgotten what I told you? Don't be impulsive in the face of trouble, observe the situation calmly. Besides, with Jingting here, what right do you have to stand up for Wanwan!"

Wen Lixuan was furious, but looking at Zhan Jingting from afar, he knew that Zhan Xiuwen was doomed.

Zhan Jingting sat there, his body shrouded in a dark, malevolent aura!

His handsome face remained expressionless, yet it exuded an invisible, unbearable sense of oppression!

Most of the people present were older than Zhan Jingting, and some were even of a higher generation than him, but they were all intimidated by him!

They only knew that the young leader of the Zhan family was a reclusive and unapproachable figure, someone they couldn't afford to offend. But today, they finally witnessed the real person and his unparalleled aura!

The man merely raised his hand, and Jiang Dong immediately turned to look at the bodyguards. The bodyguards instantly understood and rushed forward to restrain Zhan Xiuwen.

Zhan Xiuwen immediately resisted, "What do you want to do? Guards!"

His bodyguards rushed in immediately, but before they could get close, they were stopped by Zhan Jingting's men!

"Zhan Jingting, are you crazy? How dare you lay a hand on me in public... *slap*!"

Before Zhan Xiuwen could finish speaking, he was slapped hard across the face, followed by a second and a third slap, one after another, giving him no chance to even speak!

Zhan Yin was a little worried and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, is this really okay? He is, after all, an elder. If word gets out, won't it be bad for your reputation?"

Zhan Jingting looked at Zhan Xiuwen, who had been slapped, expressionlessly. "He just insulted Wanwan with a few words, so I slapped him a few times."

"Yes," the bodyguard replied, and continued to slap him hard across the face!

Zhan Xiuwen's bodyguards were also very dutiful; they didn't stand still but fought back and tried to protect Zhan Xiuwen!

The next second, Jiang Dong pulled out a gun from his body and shot one of the bodyguards in the calf!

"Bang!"

The bodyguard cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground!

Jiang Dong said coldly, "Anyone who dares to move again will suffer this fate, and the bullet will not hit their leg, but their heart."

The other bodyguards were so intimidated that they dared not make a move!

As Zhan Xiuwen watched this scene, his hatred was already out of control, but he was powerless to resist!

No one present dared to speak up for him, and even those who were on good terms with him could only watch!

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the doorway, "Stop!"