A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 154

But Qiu Mu-Cheng was left disappointed.

After she had dashed past the guards, the place where Mr. Chu had been standing was already empty.

So, in the end, she did not get the chance to look at Mr. Chu's face. Afterward, more guards arrived at the scene and restrained her once again.

The reception lounge.

Ye Fan was seated calmly, while Chen Nan was beside him to keep him company.

Chen Ao, Li Er and the other leaders were all present.

Apart from the sound of the cold wind blowing outside the window, the room was completely quiet.

Meanwhile, Zhao Wu-Ji was standing in front of the assembled Jiangdong leaders with his head bowed. His expensive suit was still speckled with Wu He-Rong's blood.

After the latter's corpse had been kicked off the platform by Ye Fan, the blood had gotten onto Zhao Wu-Ji's suit.

Undoubtedly, Ye Fan's majestic might had already scared Zhao Wu-Ji witless.

At this moment, as he stood in the room, he was shaking all over. There was no trace left of the arrogance he had shown Ye Fan when the latter had just arrived at Anning County.

"You old bastard! Get on your knees now!"

Li Er sneered, walked forward and kicked Zhao Wu-Ji to the floor.

"Li Er! How dare you kick me? I am the number one...”

"Go screw your number one!"

Before Zhao Wu-Ji could finish his sentence, Li Er slapped him so hard in the face that it went crooked.

"Do you still think this is the old Jiangdong?"

"This new Jiangdong only has one master and that is Mr. Chu."

"You can only be the number one tycoon if Mr. Chu recognizes you as such. If he disapproves, then you are nothing!"

As he spoke, Li Er slapped Zhao Wu-Ji again. This time, the left side of the latter's face went crooked.

"Damn it! This feels good!"

It looked like Li Er was getting addicted to slapping Zhao Wu-Ji. Just then, he was furiously smacking the former number one tycoon with both his left and right hands.

In the past, Zhao Wu-Ji had wielded enormous influence as the number one tycoon of Jiangdong. And Li Er had often suffered disadvantages at his hands. One year, the two had gotten into a dispute, and Zhao Wu-Ji had retaliated by ordering his underling to slap Li Er in the face.

"Zhao Wu-Ji, when you slapped me back then, I put up with it.”

"Because I knew, one day, I would be able to repay the favor many times over."

"And now, I have done it!"

Li Er laughed sinisterly and kicked Zhao Wu-Ji to the floor again.

Meanwhile, the latter's underlings were just standing around as they witnessed the beating of their employer. Their hearts were filled with terror and none of them dared to speak a single word.

After all, Ye Fan was just watching nearby.

They had already seen Ye Fan's ruthlessness for themselves. So there was no way they would dare to do anything rash in front of him.

In the end, Zhao Wu-Ji decided to submit to his captors. He went down on his knees and apologized to Ye Fan in a panic.

"Mr... Mr. Chu, I was ignorant and have failed to recognize your greatness. I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive me this once."

"In future, I, Zhao Wu-Ji, will follow your every bidding."

Zhao Wu-Ji's piteous voice resounded through the room.

However, instead of replying, Ye Fan peeled a grape and handed it to Chen Nan.

"Thank you, Fan~" Chen Nan giggled and her lips curved into a crescent shape.

Li Er was torn by anguish when he saw this.

Chen Ao, you wily old fox! But I have to hand it to you. Using a beautiful woman to get close to Mr. Chu is a smart move.

And he regretted not bringing his sister along. If he had done so, then he could have followed Chen Ao's strategy and used his sister to get closer to Ye Fan.

"Mr... Mr. Chu, please say something?"

Zhao Wu-Ji was almost ready to cry. He felt like he was a convict awaiting sentencing. The feeling of waiting for something unknown to happen was one of the most terrifying experiences in the world.

After a long while, Ye Fan shook his head with a smile.

"Follow my every bidding?"

"Are you more loyal than Li Er?!"

"Are you more resourceful than Chen Ao?!"

"Is your family and background more powerful than Lei San's?!"

"There are so many capable people in Jiangdong and I have subordinates who are more capable than you. So tell me. Why would I want to keep you around?!!"

In a voice as cold as ice, Ye Fan unleashed a series of questions on Zhao Wu-Ji. When he spoke, the air of authority he exuded towered high into the heavens and his forceful words shook through the room, resonating with all who heard him.

Zhao Wu-Ji paled immediately and panic filled his eyes.

"Mr. Chu, please don't~" he pleaded as he kowtowed over and over again.

"I will give you money! I will give you half of my fortune! As long as you spare my life~"

Zhao Wu-Ji kowtowed in a panic and pleaded piteously. But Ye Fan had no intention of letting the former number one tycoon off the hook.

"Half of your fortune?" the young man sneered.

"What a joke."

"Do you think you have the right to negotiate with me right now?"

Ye Fan retorted with a question and continued to shout coldly: "Zhao Wu-Ji, you should never have provoked me."