Chapter 1629 Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
"Alright, I've said everything I need to say. My demands are all written in the complaint. Mr. Wang, please consider it carefully!"
In his past life, Li Ye had seen a short video where a designated driver accepted an order, but after meeting the employer at the restaurant, the employer asked him to sit with the driver for two hours in exchange for an extra 100 yuan in fare.
Since the food on the table hadn't been touched, the employer told the designated driver to eat whatever he wanted and take whatever he wanted home.
"I ordered a whole table of food and over three thousand yuan worth of wine, but they're not even coming. The life-saving fund of over twenty million yuan has fallen through."
At that time, Li Ye thought some people were really something else. If you don't like the food, why don't you just tell the employer clearly? Why make them waste so much food and drink?
But Li Ye was much the same in this life. Faced with a table full of delicious food and a bottle of fine wine, Li Ye didn't touch a drop. After finishing his sentence, he stood up and left.
Wang Bingxian's face turned ashen with anger, but he was helpless.
He had previously thought that Li Ye would be wary of the people behind him, but now it seems that he was really overthinking it.
"Hey, wait a minute, Li Ye, wait a minute."
Peng Rui darted out and caught up with Li Ye at the restaurant entrance.
"Li Ye, this matter doesn't need to escalate to this point, does it? Even if they pay compensation, it will go to your company. You won't gain anything, and you'll only make enemies."
Li Ye glanced at Peng Rui and said softly, "Senior brother, when we used to chat at our teacher's house, we would either discuss right and wrong or family and friendship. When did we ever discuss making enemies with someone?"
“.”
Peng Rui was speechless for a moment and could not answer.
Li Ye's words seemed disorganized, but they were actually a sarcastic remark to Peng Rui—whose side are you really on?
Logically speaking, Wang Bingxian was the one who plotted against Jingnan Group first. Now that Li Ye has resorted to legal action, let's judge according to reason.
Based on friendship, you, Peng Rui, and Li Ye are fellow disciples. Li Ye has called you, Peng Rui, "senior brother" for so many years, yet you are speaking up for Wang Bingxian's side.
Peng Rui pursed his lips, and after a few seconds said, "Li Ye, as your older brother, I'm doing this for your own good. When we were young, we talked big because we were ignorant and fearless. Now that we're older, we realize that there are always people more capable than us. Take my advice and withdraw the lawsuit first. Everything else can be discussed."
Li Ye asked in surprise, "Senior brother, you can actually speak on behalf of Wang Bingxian? It seems your relationship is quite special."
Peng Rui blinked helplessly and said, "Li Ye, I was just asked to organize this dinner. I don't know the specifics, so please don't misunderstand."
"Hey, what's the misunderstanding? When you're in the world of martial arts, you can't always control your own destiny!"
Li Ye smiled faintly and said, "Actually, this matter is very simple. If you are in the right, go to court; if you are not, find a reporter; if you have committed heinous crimes, seek mediation. So you don't need to go into too much detail to understand about 70-80% of it."
“.”
Li Ye's words, "It's outrageous and immoral," made Peng Rui's face turn red.
Li Ye sighed and said sincerely to Peng Rui, "Senior brother, I am not as smart as you, but I know that if we always weigh the pros and cons instead of following the principles of fairness, it is ultimately not the right path."
“.”
This time, Peng Rui didn't respond to Li Ye's words, but watched Li Ye leave with a sense of melancholy.
He truly hadn't expected that he had lost all face with Li Ye. Or rather, the fact that Li Ye was even allowed to meet with Wang Bingxian today was the last bit of face he could possibly give.
Peng Rui was somewhat disheartened. After all, Li Ye was one of the most promising fellow apprentices, but he had unknowingly drifted apart from him, which he found incredibly regrettable.
However, when Peng Rui returned to the private room in the hotel, he found that Wang Bingxian looked even more dejected than he did.
Peng Rui forced himself to stay alert and poured Wang Bingxian a glass of wine: "Boss Wang, Li Ye just has this bad temper, but he only responds to gentle persuasion, not force. I'll try to talk to him again later; there's bound to be a solution to this."
"No"
Wang Bingxian picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then said with a wry smile, "I admit defeat, I accept the loss."
Peng Rui was stunned.
Although he had only known Wang Bingxian for a short time, he knew that the other man was the kind of person who would "never give up even if he died," meaning that no matter what, he would still put on a brave face and intimidate others.
So now, Li Ye has only said a few words, and he's already backed down?
And since he admitted defeat right in front of me, does that mean he wants me to pass on his message to Li Ye?
But if I did that, wouldn't I lose face in front of Li Ye again?
Therefore, Peng Rui said somewhat unwillingly, "Boss Wang, you just didn't sign the contract carefully. Even if it goes to court, you both have your reasons."
"Don't call me Boss Wang anymore. What kind of boss am I?"
Wang Bingxian chuckled, then pointed upwards: "Director Peng, you and I both know where the real boss is."
People like us are just small fry; we barely manage to fill our stomachs by eating mud and dirt, but when we really mess things up, we have to spit out real money to fill the hole.
Peng Rui asked in shock, "You mean you have to fill in these millions yourself?"
Hehe~
Wang Bingxian glanced at Peng Rui, seemingly drunk but not quite, and said, "I won't fill it out? Should I let the boss fill it out? If you make a mistake at work, will you take responsibility yourself?"
Peng Rui was stunned for a long time, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
How could he take responsibility for it himself? If he admits it's his responsibility, wouldn't all his efforts over the years be wiped out in an instant?
Wang Bingxian is the same. Don't be fooled by his seemingly wealthy appearance, living in a mansion and driving luxury cars. Peng Rui is a shrewd man and knows that the lion's share of the profits won't stay in his hands. Now that he has lost several million yuan at once, he's practically bankrupt.
Seeing Peng Rui in a daze, Wang Bingxian perked up and poured Peng Rui a glass of wine.
"Come on, Brother Peng, we've gotten to know each other quite well today. Don't waste the good wine and food, have a drink with me. I, Wang Bingxian, will remember your kindness."
"Hehe, Brother Wang, you really have a positive outlook."
"Hey, of course I'm optimistic! I've known this kind of thing since I started in this line of work. People like you and me are just trying to survive in the cracks, unlike people like Li Ye."
Peng Rui's hand holding the wine glass froze: "Are we different from Li Ye?"
Wang Bingxian blinked: "Huh? You think they're the same?"
Peng Rui's thoughts immediately drifted back to that night more than ten years ago.
I first met Li Ye at my teacher Zhang Qiyan's house. At that time, Li Ye was very humble and acted like a younger brother who would say, "Please take good care of me, senior brother."
At that time, Peng Rui only thought that Li Ye was a lucky boy who was favored by the teacher and would definitely get help from his senior brothers and sisters in the future.
However, that day Li Ye turned around and brought over a whole box of overseas financial magazines, which made Peng Rui, Yu Xiufen and others quite envious.
Perhaps Peng Rui should have realized then that Li Ye was different from others, but when Li Ye asked him for help last time, Peng Rui forgot the "care" he had promised.
"In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and I've forgotten so many things!"
(End of this chapter)
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