"That's not fun. Look at this, that's what you call professional! How did they tell it was a fake gun at a glance?"

Zhao Yu said with a smile, then looked at Tang Ping and said, "Boss Tang, right? You're not bad, you have some guts, much better than those small fry like Xu Jiang and Li Hu."

As he spoke, Zhao Yu poured himself a glass of red wine, spat into it, and handed it to Tang Ping, saying lazily, "Here, drink this. From now on, you're a friend of the Zhao family. We'll work together to make money. I want half of Jinghai to belong to the Zhao family, and the other half to the Tang family. What a piece of crap, the Construction Group! It's all bullshit! How about it?"

Looking at Zhao Yu, Tang Ping could roughly guess who he was.

In Jinghai, who else but Zhao Lidong, who has become the vice mayor, would dare to speak like that?

Zhao Lidong wielded immense power in Jinghai, even Meng Dehai could only be suppressed by him, and this Zhao Yu could be considered the crown prince of Jinghai.

Partnering with him would indeed be a meteoric rise to success, but Tang Ping wasn't used to making money on his knees.

He looked at Zhao Yu in front of him and said with a smile, "Young Master Zhao, I won't drink this cup of wine. You can find someone else from Jinghai to drink with. I like to expand my business as much as possible, and I hate partnering with others the most."

"So you're not giving me face?" Zhao Yun's expression immediately darkened as he asked.

“You’re right, I don’t want to give you face, and it’s not enough. If your father were here today, I could discuss it, but you’re still a bit lacking.”

Tang Ping was laughing when he suddenly grabbed a wine bottle from the table and smashed it down on Zhao Yu's head.

Bang!

Red liquid splattered with blood, and Zhao Yu let out a pig-like scream before collapsing onto the sofa behind him.

He clutched his head, looked at the blood-soaked palms, and glared at Tang Ping with extreme anger, cursing, "You madman, you're fucking asking for death! You dare hit me? Do you even know who I am?"

"I didn't know before, but I do now. Young Master Zhao, why did you come to provoke me for no reason? Many people in the entire Jinghai are afraid of your father, Zhao Lidong, but I'm the only exception. Before you cause trouble, you didn't even bother to investigate who I, Tang Ping, am. Xu Jiang, Tiger, weren't they all arrogant and boastful, but in the end, they all got shot?"

Tang Ping said with a smile, then waved his hand and ordered, "Hu Xiandong, what are you all standing there for? Waiting to have a midnight snack? If you can't handle these few punks, Wan Zi Qian Hong will be replaced by someone else tomorrow!"

"Yes, boss!"

Hu Xiandong nodded. He had been holding back his anger for a long time, and now that he had received Tang Ping's order, he immediately roared, "Every single one of you, get out there!"

Hu Xiandong had many underlings in the glamorous establishment, but he had never dared to turn against Zhao Yu because of Zhao Yu's status and position.

Now that Tang Ping has spoken, everything will be much easier.

The seven or eight henchmen Zhao Yu brought were no match for him.

In less than ten minutes, all of them were taken down.

The girls, who had just been wronged, didn't stand idly by and started punching and kicking these people.

Zhao Yu was no exception; he was beaten black and blue, his designer suit was torn to shreds, and his face was splattered with red wine mixed with blood, making him look extremely disheveled.

Lying on the ground, Zhao Yu stared at Tang Ping with venomous eyes and roared angrily, "Tang Ping, you better think this through! Do you know who I am? My father is Zhao Lidong! You hit me today, can you bear the consequences?"

Tang Ping ignored him, picked up a tissue from the table, wiped the blood from between his fingers, and then calmly walked out of the private room.

Sitting in his office, Tang Ping thought for a moment and then called Meng Dehai: "Uncle Meng, do you have Zhao Lidong's phone number?"

Meng Dehai: "Yes, he does exist, but I've never gotten along with him. What, do you need to see him?"

"Something's come up. His son caused trouble at my entertainment venue, and I smashed a bottle over his head. Could you please let him know and come over right away? If he's too late, we'll only be able to collect his son's body."

"You little brat!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Dehai seemed stunned and speechless for a moment before finally regaining his composure. He said, "You've got some nerve, kid. Zhao Lidong is a very vengeful person. You dared to hit his son? Sigh, you've offended him. You won't have an easy time in Jinghai from now on. Have you considered the consequences?"

Tang Ping laughed and said, "I didn't think about it before we started fighting, but I'm starting to think about it now. If he behaves himself and doesn't provoke me, I'll let it go today. But since he insists on settling scores, I'll have to think of a way to bring him down too."

"Don't be impulsive. Zhao Lidong's connections are very complicated, and you can't move them right now. Okay, I'll inform him first. Just make sure no one gets killed, or things will get very complicated."

"I know I'll be careful what I do."

After making the call, Tang Ping went downstairs and looked into the private room.

Zhao Yu and his men had been beaten beyond recognition. Zhao Yu was no longer defiant; he lay on the ground, too exhausted to even curse.

Tang Ping beckoned Hu Xiandong over.

"Boss, what's the next step? Should I take a few brothers to turn ourselves in and take the blame?" Hu Xiandong asked.

He also knew very well that a young master of Zhao Yu's caliber was not someone to be trifled with for nothing.

Such a big thing must have someone take the blame.

Tang Ping laughed upon hearing this, "No need. I didn't call you here to take the blame. I'll beat up any scoundrel like him I see. I don't need to tolerate him. I wanted to ask you, is the amount of flour Zhao Yu carrying with him quite large?"

“It’s just a small packet, it shouldn’t be enough to get a criminal record. This guy is very cunning. The gun is fake, and he only brought a small amount of flour, and he hasn’t smoked it yet. He’s just afraid of being caught red-handed,” Hu Xiandong said.

Tang Ping thought for a moment and said, "Then find an opportunity to stuff it in his mouth, and be quick."

"Okay, but boss, what are you going to do next?"

Tang Ping laughed and said, "Of course I have a way. Brothers, you're working for me, I certainly can't let you go out and cause trouble. Don't worry, it's nothing serious, I can handle it. What, you're afraid of just a deputy mayor's son? That's not like you."

Hu Xiandong honestly replied, "What am I afraid of? Back in the entertainment venues of Kyoto, one punch from me could knock out four or five deputy mayors. I'm just worried about causing trouble for you and Brother Long."

"That's fine then. Whether it's troublesome or not, it can all be resolved. Get to work!"

Tang Ping patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

......

A dozen minutes later, the first to arrive were not Zhao Lidong, but police officers An Xin and Li Xiang from the Jinghai Public Security Bureau.