"What's so difficult about it? I'm here today." Wang Qiang slammed his hand on the table: "Bring the wine, hurry up and bring the wine."
Wu Jian and Ye Xingchen exchanged a glance, and Ye Xingchen immediately understood what the other meant: they wanted to probe his background.
“Friend, you’ve come to the wrong place. Let me offer you a toast. Let Manager Chen escort you back to your private room.” Ye Xingchen politely took a glass and poured himself a drink.
Ye Xingchen's meaning was simple: first be polite, then resort to force. He was just a drunkard, so there was no point in arguing with him.
But Wang Qiang was already so drunk that he didn't recognize his own family. He glanced at Ye Xingchen and suddenly slapped the cup out of Ye Xingchen's hand.
"Go to hell, who do you think you are? You think you're qualified to toast me?" He stood up, spitting as he spoke. "Get the hell out of here! If this were in Shanxi, I would have killed you long ago."
Ye Xingchen was staring at this guy, thinking about how to slap him away, when the guy turned his head and saw Bai Zilin.
"Hey, this girl's not bad." He said, reaching out to grab Bai Zilin's chest.
Bai Zilin was wearing a nightclub uniform with a low-cut V-neck, which was very alluring.
Just as the guy was about to grab him, Ye Xingchen reached out a hand and stopped him.
"What do you want?" Wang Qiang stared at Ye Xingchen.
"This woman is mine. From today onwards, I'm keeping her," Ye Xingchen said. "No one but me can touch her."
"Heh, you've got it all covered? Trying to outdo me in wealth?" Wang Qiang sneered, "Believe me or not, I'll bury you in money."
He shook off Ye Xingchen's hand and waved to the bodyguard at the door: "Hey you, come here."
One of the bodyguards bowed and stepped forward.
"Give me the money." Wang Qiang sneered. When it came to money, this guy had never been subservient to anyone.
He sobered up a bit and sat down to pour himself a glass of wine.
"Yes." The bodyguard bowed and then led the two men away.
A moment later, six bodyguards, each carrying two leather suitcases, walked over.
"What's your name?" Wang Qiang glanced at Bai Zilin.
"Boss, just call me Xiaobai," Bai Zilin said with a smile.
"Little Bai? Come with me, name your price." Wang Qiang downed his drink in one gulp and glanced at Bai Zilin.
"Boss, I'm already one of Brother Ye's women now," Bai Zilin said with a smile. "I have many great sisters here, I'll introduce them to you."
"Do I need your introduction? I'll just say it straight: I've got my eye on you." Wang Qiang slammed his cup heavily on the table and waved his hand.
A bodyguard stepped forward, placed a briefcase down, and then opened it.
The box was full of money, ten stacks of 100,000 each.
“A box of money is worth one million. Name your price, and you’re mine from now on,” Wang Qiang said.
"It really won't work, Brother Wang." Bai Zilin said with a smile, linking her arm with Ye Xingchen's. "I already have someone I love."
Wang Qiang stared at Bai Zilin, sneered, and waved his hand dismissively.
Then another box of money was opened and placed on the table.
Chen Ye kept his eyes fixed on Ye Xingchen, but Ye Xingchen made no move.
"Brother Wang," Bai Zilin said with a hint of resentment, "love is priceless, isn't it?"
"Haha, is love priceless?" Wang Qiang waved his hand again.
Three boxes of money were placed on the table, totaling a full five million.
Five million is not much for a wealthy boss, and even for an ordinary person it might just be a string of numbers.
But when you see those five million dollars laid out on the table, you realize just how impactful it is.
Five million. One banknote weighs 1.15 grams. If an adult were to carry five million, they wouldn't be able to lift it at all.
It was right in front of them, almost like a small mountain. It was impossible for an ordinary person not to be moved by so much money.
A hint of hesitation appeared on Bai Zilin's face, though of course, this hesitation was feigned.
She's a police officer; she's seen it all. If she doesn't show any reaction now, then there's really a problem.
"Haha, it's only five million. My cousin is fine, I'll pay for it for you." Wu Jian laughed, took out a phone, and made a call.
A moment later, Little Wolf appeared with a dozen or so brothers, each carrying a huge canvas bag.
Each canvas bag contained three million in cash; with seven people, that's over twenty million in cash.
When the cash was laid out in a row on the ground, the scene was extremely spectacular.
Wu Jian runs several casinos, not large in scale, but this money is only half of his turnover in half a night.
He knew that Ye Xingchen certainly wasn't short of money, but Ye Xingchen's identity couldn't be exposed right now. A young man who came to Xuancheng to develop his career couldn't possibly come up with too much money.
"Damn, you want to compete with me in terms of money?" Wang Qiang cursed. "I lost more than that just now. What, is this woman made of gold? She's so expensive."
"What, you can't take the game anymore?" Ye Xingchen smiled slightly and pulled Bai Zilin into his arms. "I told you, this woman is mine from now on. If you can't handle it, get out of here now."
"Go to hell! Who are you calling a sore loser?" Wang Qiang cursed, standing up furiously and pointing at Ye Xingchen. "Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"
"I really don't believe it." Ye Xingchen sneered, staring coldly at Wang Qiang.
"Get rid of him." Wang Qiang waved his hand and sat down.
Having money means you can do whatever you want. He felt that if he waved his hand, someone would come and deal with Ye Xingchen in no time.
He hadn't even finished one glass of wine before this kid was probably beaten to a pulp.
To his surprise, before he could finish a glass of wine, all of his bodyguards were knocked down.
The private room was now in disarray, with Wang Qiang's burly bodyguards lying on the ground, struggling in pain, and the scene was chaotic.
Wang Qiang spat out his drink. He lost his composure and stood up, staring coldly at Ye Xingchen: "Kid, where are you from?"
"It doesn't matter where I'm from, what matters is that we're all from out of town, so why are you so arrogant?" Ye Xingchen picked up a tissue and wiped the blood off his fist.
"Heh, you should be glad this isn't Shanxi, otherwise you'd definitely be skinned alive and burned alive." Wang Qiang laughed angrily, pointing at Ye Xingchen: "Kid, what's your name?"
"My name is not important. What's important is that I hate it when people point fingers at me." Ye Xingchen looked up at Wang Qiang, and suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Wang Qiang's finger, then gently squeezed it.
Crack... Accompanied by Wang Qiang's scream, the guy's finger twisted and deformed.
He collapsed onto the sofa, howling like a pig being slaughtered.
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