"I don't need your help. You should be more worried about your boss, Mr. Huang," Ye Xingchen said coldly. "If he realizes he's wrong, he should kowtow, apologize, and leave."
"If he thinks he did nothing wrong, then as I just said, don't blame me for chopping off his hand."
"Fine, you've got guts. I'll see what good this spiel will do you. Just you wait." Gao Hu was furious; he didn't know where Ye Xingchen got his confidence from.
Huang Nanguo was supported by others and howled for a full five minutes before he finally calmed down. His fat and lewd face was full of ferocity: "Call for help, call for help right now. I'm going to chop him up today."
"What's going on? Oh, Mr. Huang, what's wrong?"
The commotion had already attracted attention, and a young man led a group of people over.
This guy was none other than Chen Dong of Haoshi Entertainment, who was Lin Nianwei's former boss.
"Young Master Chen, this brat dared to lay a hand on me. If I don't chop him up today, I'm not Huang." Huang Nanguo's face was ferocious.
"Let's see who's so bold. Do they even know who General Manager Huang is?" Chen Dong roared in anger.
He is one of the organizers of today's meeting, and anyone who dares to cause trouble on his turf is disrespecting him.
He turned his head and involuntarily shivered: "Young Master Ye..."
Chen Dong used to hang out with Chu Xiang, and Ye Xingchen beat up Chu Xiang in front of him.
Moreover, now that the Chu Xiang people are gone, the Chu family is also under investigation, which is tantamount to their property being confiscated.
Rumors circulating in the industry suggest that these matters are related to Ye Xingchen, and moreover, Ye Xingchen's current status is beyond his reach.
"I did it, so what? Are you going to get revenge for him?" Ye Xingchen raised an eyebrow.
"No, Young Master Ye, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." Chen Dong said, trembling, "President Huang, I can't handle this matter, I'm sorry."
"Chen Dong, are you fucking incompetent?" Huang Nanguo said with a gloomy face, "Something happened on your turf and you can't even handle it?"
"This little brat can scare you, Young Master Chen, like this? Okay, stop bragging in the industry from now on?"
"Huang Nanguo, don't speak so rudely. You're from out of town and don't know who Young Master Ye is." Chen Dong lost face: "I'm only reminding you because I know you. Don't mess with Young Master Ye. Apologize now, or you won't be able to bear the consequences."
"Him? You want me to apologize to him? Are you alright, Chen Dong?" Huang Nanguo spat out a mouthful of blood, his face grim. "Since you can't handle this, then get out of here. Today, on your turf, I'll teach you how to do things."
"You..." Chen Dong was furious, but he immediately nodded and said, "Fine, do as you please. You can't persuade a dying man with good words."
Huang Nanguo made a few phone calls, then gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Xingchen: "Kid, if you have the guts, just wait here. I'll chop you up today."
"Then I've made up my mind about your hand today." Ye Xingchen pulled up a chair and sat down, completely disregarding Huang Nanguo.
"Ye Xingchen, it's not too late for you to apologize to President Huang now. Don't wait until things get out of hand and then blame me for not helping you. Be sincere and kowtow to apologize." Gao Hu sneered, looking down at Ye Xingchen.
"Oh, he has a lot of connections in Tianhai? Then tell me, who does he know? I'm considered quite well-connected in Tianhai too," Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
"I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you, do you know who the strongest underground force in Tianhai is?" Gao Hu said smugly.
"Shen Qinghe?" Ye Xingchen glanced at him.
“That’s right, it’s Master Shen. Even Qin Wu, who’s doing quite well now, and Na Sanshao, who’s already dead, have to give Master Shen face.” Gao Hu said viciously, “If you offend President Huang, you can just wait to die.”
"Then I'll wait." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
It's not their fault, they're from out of town after all.
"Pretend? Let's see how long you can keep up this act. With President Huang's influence, even Shen Qinghe would have to come in person." Gao Hu gritted his teeth in hatred at Ye Xingchen's fearless attitude.
The banquet has escalated to this point, so those who should leave should leave, and those who stay should stay and watch the show.
Lin Nianwei felt a little uneasy. Although she had confidence in Ye Xingchen, she was still somewhat afraid when she looked at Huang Guonan in front of her.
"Don't be afraid, it will pass soon." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
Half an hour later, more than ten Maybachs stopped, and Shen Qinghe walked over, surrounded by a group of men in black.
"Uncle Shen." Upon seeing Shen Qinghe, Huang Guonan hurriedly went to greet him, saying, "I'm so sorry to trouble you to come so late."
Shen Qinghe glanced at Huang Guonan, then walked past him without saying a word, as if he hadn't seen him at all.
Huang Guonan was slightly taken aback. His father had been friends with Shen Qinghe when he was young, and he would visit him every year.
Logically, Shen Qinghe should have given him some face, but judging from Shen Qinghe's current attitude, it seems he has no intention of giving him any face at all.
Shen Qinghe walked straight up to Ye Xingchen and nodded slightly: "Mr. Ye".
Huang Guonan's heart skipped a beat, sensing something was wrong. Did Shen Qinghe know Ye Xingchen?
No, they don't know each other. Judging from his attitude, he seems to be very respectful to Ye Xingchen.
"Mr. Chen, it's so late, I'm sorry to have bothered you." Ye Xingchen said with a smile, "Do you know this person?"
“He has some connections with his father.” Shen Qinghe glanced at Huang Guonan. “But if he disrespects Mr. Ye, I’ll break your leg.”
Huang Guonan shuddered, looking at Shen Qinghe in terror, his face deathly pale: "Uncle, I..."
"Shut up, you have no right to speak." Shen Qinghe's face darkened.
The boss of Tianhai exuded domineering aura with every move. His face darkened, and a group of men in black stepped forward in unison, creating an intense sense of oppression.
Huang Guonan was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground with a thud. He knew that he had kicked a hornet's nest today.
"I won't break both his legs, but as I said, he's overreaching. Today I'm going to break one of his arms." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
"Understood." Shen Qinghe nodded, then turned and ordered, "Sever the hand."
Several men in black stepped forward and pinned Huang Guonan down, pressing one of his hands onto the coffee table.
"Uncle, I was wrong, Uncle, please forgive me!" Huang Guonan cried out in anguish.
"Do you know who Mr. Ye is?" Shen Qinghe turned to look at Huang Guonan: "He is my benefactor. Without him, I, Shen Qinghe, would have been lonely and helpless for the rest of my life."
"Who do you think you are? You dare to mess with Mr. Ye? I'll break your arm today. Go back and tell your dad that my friendship with him ends here, and we should never contact each other again."
"Young Master Ye, I was wrong, Young Master Ye, please forgive me!" Huang Guonan cried out.
"Wrong? What did you do wrong?" Ye Xingchen smiled. "You did nothing wrong, it's just that your arms are too long. I'll cut off one of your arms and send you out of Tianhai. If I ever see you again, it won't be as simple as just cutting off an arm, understand?"
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