Xiao Qiang frowned slightly, gently pushed up the cool sunglasses perched on his nose with his right index finger, and asked in a loud voice with an impatient expression:
"Hey Mr. Chen, I came here specifically to withdraw money today. I made it very clear to that bald guy last time. Now the clock is almost pointing to four in the afternoon. When are you going to deliver the money you promised? If you keep dawdling, the bank might have to close down."
Chen Ze's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly, wicked smile. His eyes were fixed on the furious Xiao Qiang, but he feigned ignorance: "Money? What money? When did we say we were going to give you money? I don't remember ever receiving any."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiang flew into a rage, and jumped up from his chair as if he had been pricked by a needle.
Without saying a word, he quickly grabbed the glass of chilled watermelon juice that was still steaming slightly on the table and splashed it hard on Chen Ze's hateful face without hesitation.
In an instant, red juice splattered everywhere, and Chen Ze's originally neat and clean face became a mess.
"You dare to mess with me? I'm a big shot in Guangcheng, and no one has ever dared to play me like this before. Who gave you the guts?"
Xiao Qiang was so angry that he trembled all over, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were as big as copper bells, as if they were about to breathe fire.
In his rage, he disregarded everything else and, with a sudden burst of strength, like a runaway bull, violently overturned the heavy mahogany tea table in front of him.
After a series of loud crashes, the ground was covered with broken ceramic shards and scattered fruit and pastries.
With lightning speed, Chen Ze leaped behind the sofa, avoiding the danger of being hit by the coffee table.
Teapots and ornaments were scattered all over the floor.
Just then, the previously closed office door was suddenly pushed open with a loud "bang," as if the entire room was shaken.
It turned out that Chen Ze's strong and well-trained bodyguards had heard the loud commotion inside and rushed in without hesitation.
Three bodyguards quickly moved to Chen Ze's side, swiftly shielding him in the middle and forming an unbreakable human shield.
The other three instantly surrounded Xiao Qiang firmly in the center.
However, Xiao Qiang, surrounded by enemies, showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, as if his fighting spirit had been ignited, he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Hey, what's this? You're bullying me because you outnumber me? Let me tell you, I'm not easily intimidated. If you know what's good for you, you'd better get out of my way."
Despite his desperate shouting, loud enough to penetrate the walls and carry outside, everyone present seemed to ignore his rant.
Nobody wanted to talk to this arrogant guy.
Meanwhile, Zhao Youde, who had been standing by the desk observing coldly, calmly pulled out a few snow-white tissues from the desk and respectfully handed them to his boss, Chen Ze.
Chen Ze took the tissue with a gloomy expression and gracefully wiped the watermelon juice residue off his face, his eyes revealing a chillingly cold light.
After a brief pause, Chen Ze suddenly shouted, "Give him a good beating!"
As soon as the order was given, the three strong and well-trained bodyguards pounced on Xiao Qiang like arrows released from a bow.
They were agile and swift, rushing to Xiao Qiang in the blink of an eye, followed by a barrage of punches and kicks.
Almost instantly, before Xiao Qiang could even react, he was knocked to the ground by three bodyguards.
Intense pain surged through him like a tidal wave, causing him to let out a series of piercing screams.
"Aaaaah... You bunch of bastards! How dare you lay a hand on me? Let me tell you, my brother-in-law is the mayor of Guangcheng City! If you dare to beat me like this, you can expect to spend the rest of your lives in prison!"
However, Xiao Qiang had clearly underestimated the determination and courage of the burly men in front of him.
Despite his invocation of his powerful brother-in-law, the burly men showed no sign of stopping.
On the contrary, their attacks became increasingly fierce. With punches and kicks, in less than a minute, poor Xiao Qiang was beaten beyond recognition, his face bruised and swollen, looking extremely miserable.
At this moment, Chen Ze, who had been standing aside observing coldly, finally raised his right hand and made a slight gesture.
Seeing the boss's gesture, the three bodyguards understood and stopped what they were doing, slowly retreating to the side.
Xiao Qiang, who had just suffered a severe injury, struggled with all his might to get up from the ground little by little.
He swayed unsteadily, one hand supporting his waist, the other trembling as he pointed at Chen Ze, his eyes filled with resentment and hatred, and he said through gritted teeth:
"Alright, you just wait and see, I'll settle this score with you today. Not only will I send you to jail, but I'll also completely ruin your grain and oil company and shut it down permanently."
Faced with Xiao Qiang's threats and intimidation, Chen Ze remained unmoved. Instead, a cold smile appeared on his lips as he said disdainfully, "Hmph, anyone can talk big, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability."
Just as Chen Ze finished speaking, a piercing siren suddenly blared from the direction of the factory gate—"Woo-a-woo-a-woo..."
Hearing the siren, Xiao Qiang laughed excitedly: "Haha, you surnamed Chen, the police are here. You're finished this time. Even the King of Heaven himself can't save you."
He laughed so hard that it aggravated the wound on his face, causing him to grimace in pain.
Chen Ze whispered to Zhao Youde beside him, "Go and delete the surveillance footage of the beating."
Zhao Youde nodded, turned and left the office, walking quickly towards the monitoring room.
Chen Ze instructed Tian Puzhong and the others, "The police are here. You all go out first."
No sooner had the bodyguards left than the police arrived at the office.
A group of police officers walked into the office, led by Zhao Zhirong. He frowned slightly when he saw the mess in the office.
Upon seeing the police, Xiao Qiang acted as if he had seen a savior, immediately stepping forward and shouting:
"Officer, this man surnamed Chen instructed his bodyguards to beat me. I want to sue him for instructing his men to beat me to the point of disability. I now request to go to the hospital for diagnosis and treatment because I suspect I have broken five or six ribs."
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