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"Let's go, this is too embarrassing."

Qin Luo smiled and casually took the shopping bag from Nie Xiaoyu's hand.

"Okay, it's up to you."

As the two left the mall, neither of them noticed that Zhang Lingfeng was staring venomously at their backs from the second-floor railing, taking out his phone and dialing a number.

"Dad! Someone beat me up!"

As soon as the call connected, Zhang Lingfeng cried out.

General Manager's Office, 28th Floor, Min Tai Building.

Zhang Qilin was holding a teacup, chatting and laughing with Zhao Ming, the deputy general manager of the property management company.

"Mr. Zhao, please take care of the investment matter."

Zhang Qilin pushed a thick envelope over.

"A little thought."

Zhao Ming accepted it without showing any emotion and smiled.

"Mr. Zhang, you're too kind. However, Mr. Chen has been busy checking the financial statements recently, and the new boss is coming to inspect them, so this matter will have to wait."

"New boss?"

Zhang Qilin was taken aback.

"Mintai has changed owners? When did this happen?"

"Full payment? Mr. Qin bought the entire building outright?"

Zhang Qilin tilted his teacup slightly, splashing scalding tea onto his expensive custom-made trousers, but he was completely unaware.

His gaze was fixed on Vice President Wu sitting opposite him, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Vice President Wu slowly wiped the corner of his mouth and nodded.

“Absolutely true. The contract was signed yesterday afternoon, and I saw the bank transfer records; not a penny was missing.”

Zhang Qilin's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed.

As a well-known local building materials dealer, he prided himself on having seen a lot of the world, but buying a commercial building worth hundreds of millions in cash was still beyond his imagination.

"Old Wu, we've known each other for so many years, you have to introduce me to this Boss Qin."

Zhang Qilin put down his teacup, leaned forward, and looked on with eagerness.

"I happen to have a few projects on hand, and if I could get investment from Mr. Qin..."

Vice President Wu shook his head with a wry smile.

"Old Zhang, it's not that I don't want to help you. To be honest, I don't even have the right to speak in front of Boss Qin. President Chen handled the entire transaction; I was just a gofer."

Zhang Qilin frowned, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table.

He needed this opportunity; the building materials industry was highly competitive, and if he could get on Qin Luo's good side...
Just then, the shrill ring of his cell phone interrupted his thoughts.

"Hello? What?!"

Zhang Qilin answered the phone, and his face instantly darkened.

"That kid again? Okay, I'm coming right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Qilin stood up abruptly, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Old Wu, my son got beaten up at school again! This time I'm going to make that kid pay!"

Vice President Wu frowned.

"Old Zhang, it's a matter between the kids."

"Not a child!"

Zhang Qilin gritted his teeth.

"The guy who hit my son last time was a young man in his twenties, and he actually dared to hit me again this time!"

He suppressed his anger.

"Old Wu, lend me a few men, they need to be able to fight."

After hesitating for a moment, Vice President Wu thought of Zhang Qilin's usual "filial piety" and finally nodded.

"Alright, I'll have four security guards go with you. But remember, don't make too much of a scene."

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

Zhang Qilin sneered, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

Meanwhile, on the first floor of the business center.

Nie Xiaoyu, arm in arm with Qin Luo, stopped in front of a luxury store.

She wore a light blue dress today, which made her skin look as white as snow, attracting frequent glances from passersby.

"This one will do."

She pointed to a Rolex women's watch in the shop window and said to the sales assistant.

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow.

"birthday present?"

"Yeah, it's my best friend's birthday tomorrow."

Nie Xiaoyu nodded with a smile.

"She's always wanted this one."

Qin Luo didn't say much, but simply took out his black card and handed it to the sales assistant.

Just then, his cell phone rang.

"Mr. Chen?"

Qin Luo answered the phone.

"Mr. Qin, I apologize for disturbing you."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Yihan, the general manager of Jujia Property Management, spoke respectfully.

Regarding the building's property management service contract, we hope to continue serving you.

Qin Luo glanced at Nie Xiaoyu, who was paying, and pondered for a moment.

"I'm at the Huawei store on the first floor of the shopping center now. Bring the contract over."

"That's great! I'll have someone prepare a new contract right away and deliver it to you personally!"

Chen Yihan sounded visibly relieved.

After hanging up the phone, Nie Xiaoyu had already walked over with an exquisite watch box.

"Is something wrong?"

"Regarding the property lease renewal."

Qin Luo said it casually.

"Let's go to the Huawei store and wait for them, and check out the new phones while we're there."

At the top of the stairs on the second floor, Zhang Qilin, accompanied by four burly security guards, met up with his son Zhang Lingfeng, who had a bruised and swollen face.

"dad!"

Upon seeing his father, Zhang Lingfeng immediately pointed to his cheek with a mournful expression.

"Look how they beat me!"

Zhang Qilin looked at his son's swollen and red lips with heartache, and was burning with anger.

"What about people?"

"They went into the Huawei store on the fourth floor!"

Zhang Lingfeng gritted his teeth.

"That's the kid who beat me up last time, he was with a pretty girl!"

Vice President Wu also arrived at this time and frowned when he saw Zhang Lingfeng's miserable state.

"Old Zhang, about this matter..."

"Old Wu, don't worry, I won't make a move here."

Zhang Qilin's face was gloomy.

"You, in the name of the property management, summoned that kid to the security room. Once he's on your turf, you can do whatever you want with him, right?"

Vice President Wu looked troubled.

"This"

"Old Wu, don't forget who helped you get that batch of building materials last year."

Zhang Qilin lowered his voice.

"Besides, what could possibly happen if we just teach a brat who doesn't know his place a lesson?"

After hesitating for a long time, Vice President Wu finally sighed.

"Alright, I'll go bring him down. But don't go too far."

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

Zhang Qilin revealed a ferocious smile.

Inside the Huawei store, Qin Luo was trying out the latest foldable screen phone, while Nie Xiaoyu watched curiously from the side.

"Sir/Madam, do you need any help?"

A man in a property management uniform walked in; it was Vice President Wu.

Qin Luo didn't even look up.

"No, thank you."

"Is such that."

Vice President Wu cleared his throat.

"A customer has complained about a dispute that occurred in the parking lot, and the surveillance footage suggests it may be related to you. Could you please come to the property management office to assist with the investigation?"

Nie Xiaoyu nervously grabbed Qin Luo's arm.

Qin Luo then raised his head, his gaze sweeping across Vice President Wu's employee badge with a sharp, piercing look.

"Vice President Wu?"

Qin Luo narrowed his eyes slightly. "What dispute?"

"Uh, it looks like a minor parking collision."

Deputy General Manager Wu's forehead was covered in a fine sweat, and he dared not look Qin Luo in the eye.

Qin Luo and Nie Xiaoyu exchanged a glance, a faint, cold smile playing on their lips.

"Okay, lead the way."

The security room was filled with smoke, and four or five security guards were playing cards together. The ashtray was full of cigarette butts, and sunflower seed shells and beverage bottles were scattered on the ground.

Qin Luo frowned as soon as he entered the door.

"Is this your office environment?"

Vice President Wu chuckled twice.

“Working at the grassroots level involves limited resources.”

Nie Xiaoyu coughed from the smell of smoke, and Qin Luo shielded her behind him, his eyes filled with coldness.

Just then, the door to the security room was slammed shut.

Zhang Lingfeng and his son entered with four security guards and surrounded Qin Luo and his companion.

"Dad, it's him!"

Zhang Lingfeng pointed at Qin Luo, his eyes filled with resentment and malice.

Zhang Qilin looked Qin Luo up and down, and seeing that he was dressed plainly and was very young, he looked down on him even more.

"Kid, do you know why I brought you here?"

Qin Luo remained expressionless, his gaze sweeping across everyone's faces before finally settling on Vice President Wu.

"Vice President Wu, is this the parking dispute you were talking about?"

Vice President Wu had already retreated to Zhang Qilin's side, his feigned respect completely gone.

"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, I was just doing this for someone else."

"Oh?"

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow.

"A dignified deputy general manager of property management, being bossed around by a building materials supplier?"

Zhang Qilin was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then grinned maliciously.

"Kid, it seems you know who I am. Then you should also know the consequences of messing with my son!"

The security guards worked together to move forward and tighten the encirclement.

Nie Xiaoyu gripped Qin Luo's clothes tightly, her face pale.

"Qin Luo."

She called out softly.

Qin Luo gently patted the back of her hand to reassure her, then looked directly at Zhang Qilin.

"Mr. Zhang, right? I advise you to leave with your men now, and I can pretend nothing happened."

Zhang Qilin laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Kid, who do you think you are? If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'll write the word 'Zhang' backwards!"

Inside Huawei's flagship store, sunlight streaming through the glass curtain wall is cut into geometric shapes and projected onto the marble floor.

Qin Luo stood in front of the latest foldable screen phone display stand, his slender fingers gently tracing the titanium alloy hinge of the phone's body.

"Sir, this Mate X5 is our latest flagship model, featuring tempered basalt glass."

The saleswoman was enthusiastically introducing the watch, but suddenly fell silent when she saw the Patek Philippe Starry Night watch on Qin Luo's wrist.

Nie Xiaoyu stood two meters away, holding a file bag, and warily looked around.

"President Qin, the people from the Chen Group are already seventeen minutes late."

Qin Luo smiled slightly and placed the prototype back on the display stand.

"Wait three more minutes."

His voice was very soft, yet it made the surrounding air freeze.

Just then, the glass door was violently pushed open.

Five security guards in navy blue uniforms filed in. The man in the lead had a beer belly, and the words "Deputy General Manager of Property Wu Deming" on his name tag gleamed greasyly under the lights.

"It's them!"

Wu Deming pointed at Qin Luo and shouted at the four security guards behind him.

"Surround me up!"

Customers in the mall quickly retreated.

A bespectacled man who was trying out a tablet almost dropped the device because his hand trembled.

The sales assistant pressed the emergency call button with a pale face, but no mall security personnel appeared for a long time.

Nie Xiaoyu stepped in front of Qin Luo and slammed the file bag into the face of the first security guard who approached.

"What are you doing? This is a society governed by the rule of law!"

"Rule of law?"

Wu Deming pulled open the collar of his uniform, revealing a gold chain about the thickness of his little finger around his neck.

"Within this small area of ​​Hang Lung Plaza, our young master Zhang's word is law!"

He took out his phone and waved it.

"I just received a call from Young Master Zhang, saying that someone is causing trouble here."

Qin Luo gently pressed Nie Xiaoyu's shoulder and pulled her behind him.

His movements were slow and elegant, like adjusting the cuffs of a suit, yet they caused all five security guards to take a half-step back in unison.

"Is it Vice President Wu?"

Qin Luo's voice had a texture like ice cracks.

"Does Chen Yihan know that you treat mall customers like this?"

Wu Deming's expression changed slightly, and then he grinned maliciously.

"Don't try to intimidate me with your connections to Mr. Chen! The Zhang family is the real local power here!"

He turned and called out to the door.

"Old Liu! Call all the guys from the security department who're playing cards over here!"

Three minutes later, eight security guards surrounded the entrance of the Huawei store.

Passersby quickened their pace, and several girls who looked like students hid at the escalator entrance to secretly take pictures.

"Ask me one last time."

Wu Deming took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Are you going to get out on your own, or are we going to 'invite' you out?"

Qin Luo suddenly smiled.

That smile sent a chill down Nie Xiaoyu's spine. Three years ago at the negotiating table in Dubai, she had seen President Qin make the same expression, and that very night the CEO of the other company was taken away by Interpol on suspicion of money laundering.

"Xiaoyu, send Mr. Chen your location."

Qin Luo unbuttoned his suit jacket and slowly moved his wrists.

"Just say that the property management's dog leash broke."

Meanwhile, Chen Yihan's Maserati was stuck in traffic on the Yan'an Elevated Road.

When she checked her watch for the third time, a message from Nie Xiaoyu popped up on her phone.

[Hang Lung Plaza Security Department, Urgent!]

"What the hell!"

She jerked the steering wheel, the wheels screeching as they rolled over the deflector.

Contract documents were scattered on the passenger seat, and a certain clause in the equity transfer agreement, marked with a red highlighter, showed a particularly striking figure: 51%.

When Chen Yihan rushed into the mall atrium in Jimmy Choo high heels, only a few whispering onlookers remained in front of the Huawei store.

The cleaning lady was using a mop to clean up a suspicious liquid on the floor tiles; the mop head was stained a light pink.

Where is Mr. Qin?

Chen Yihan grabbed a sales assistant and questioned her, her diamond-encrusted nail polish almost digging into the assistant's arm.

The sales assistant pointed nervously to the fire escape.

"Security Department"

As soon as Chen Yihan pushed open the iron gate, she heard a crisp "smack" coming from downstairs, followed by a man's pig-like screams.

Her phone suddenly vibrated, and the caller ID showed "Qin Luo".

"Mr. Chen's habit of being late is very bad."

The voice on the other end of the phone was exceptionally clear, with groans rising and falling in the background.

"Mr. Qin, where are you? I'm coming right away."

"Second basement level, security office."

Suddenly, a dull thud came from the phone, like a heavy object hitting a metal cabinet.

"Oh, and remember to bring a first-aid kit."

When Chen Yihan pushed open the blast door of the security office, a strong smell of blood mixed with the stench of fermenting stomach acid hit her.

Her Gucci handbag fell to the ground with a "thud," and her lipstick rolled next to a curled-up human figure. It was Captain Wang from the property management, a special forces soldier who had retired last year, who was now silently convulsing while hugging his twisted knees.

Eight security guards were sprawled around the area in various bizarre poses.

The worst off was the young man leaning against the filing cabinet, his uniform front placket smeared with vomit, and his right wrist at an impossible angle.

Wu Deming, the property vice president who usually acts arrogantly in front of merchants, is now kneeling in the center of the room, slapping himself repeatedly.

His cheekbones were swollen and purplish-red, and tiny beads of blood splattered from the crack at the corner of his mouth with each slap.

"Mr. Qin"

Chen Yihan's voice caught in her throat. (End of Chapter)