Arrogance and domineering, starting in the 1990s

The fat man walked ahead, greeting each real estate company along the way.

He was being polite, like a fat catfish, constantly weaving through the crowd.

Wu Shu, on the other hand, found a seat in the very front row.

Without even looking at which real estate company's sign was on the seat, I just found a spot in the very middle.

Seeing his "fierce and menacing" appearance, the people around him wisely refrained from trying to befriend him.

Until ten minutes before the deadline for bid submission, Cheung Kong Property Holdings Limited did not send anyone; instead, Wan Hing Group sent people.

The newcomer was a young man in his mid-twenties, wearing glasses inlaid with colorful gemstones.

Wearing a bespoke Italian suit,

She was wearing a diamond watch of unknown brand.

With a faint smile on her face, she exudes sunshine and vitality.

It makes you feel close to them.

"Mr. Gao, you really have a good way of doing things." The visitor smiled amiably.

With a mixture of admiration and condescending arrogance, he forced a smile.

Gao Jinbao's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter.

He replied indifferently, "Everyone knows that Wanqing Group is a large and powerful company."

"It's not too much to ask us small families to have a bowl of soup, is it?"

"Young Master Wan."

Wan Licheng still wore a fake smile as he leaned closer to Gao Jinbao and whispered, "Aren't you afraid the soup will be too hot and burn your mouth?"

Without waiting for Gao Jinbao's reply, he walked past him and headed straight for Wu Shu's seat.

"Hello, this is the seating area for our Wanqing Group. You've come to the wrong seats," Wan Licheng's secretary said politely to Wu Shu as he stepped forward.

Wu Shu didn't even lift his eyelids, focusing intently on the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils in his hands.

This book was written after Ding Meng paid all the medical expenses.

I got it back from the doctor.

He remembered his older brother and quite liked the book.

Wu Shu remained silent, while Ding Meng expressionlessly held up the Wanqing Group sign.

They swapped places with the tall, fat man from Gao's Real Estate in the second row.

He replied stiffly, "That's right."

The secretary's expression changed slightly, and she said arrogantly, "This location was assigned by the city construction department. You think you can just change it like that?"

"Gao's Real Estate, a third-rate real estate company, dares to sit in the front row?"

Wu Shu continued to read Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils with great interest.

Upon hearing what the other party said, Fatty Gao immediately refused to comply.

He originally came from the underworld; he's just putting out a fire, not shutting down the furnace.

He beckoned, and his underlings immediately stepped forward and bowed to his side.

"Go smash his glasses, and I'll support your whole family," the fat man said with a sinister look.

With so many industry peers present, how can you say that Gao's company is third-rate real estate? Even if what they said is true.

The Gao family is a nobody; even a few million worth of land can cause them to bet their entire fortune.

But that doesn't mean just anyone can kick him while he's down. One of Wanqing Group's dogs dared to insult his reputation today, making him lose face.

Tomorrow, Wan Sen and Wan Qiang will come up and snatch his quota; the day after tomorrow, Wan Lin and Wan Yue will dare to cut off his loan!

The younger brother's eyes lit up as he quickly calculated in his mind: a settlement allowance of 30,000...

In addition, Gao's Real Estate supports his family with a subsidy of at least 10,000 yuan per year, which is enough!

The seemingly mild-mannered henchman tugged at his tie, his face turning pale, and cursed, "What kind of lousy job is this? I quit!"

"Four-eyes! What are you looking at?"

"Damn, you're still watching?!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he leaped two steps forward, grabbed the other person's hair, and delivered a powerful knee strike!

After discovering that the other person's glasses had only been chipped, they realized that the glasses had only been knocked open and cracked.

He was even more annoyed, and grabbed the other person's head with both hands.

He kept pressing down, and his left and right knees also rose up at an extremely fast speed.

Four-Eyes is just an office secretary, not at all comparable to a thug who came from a thuggish background.

Not to mention that the other party could stay by Fatty Gao's side.

Their skills are definitely not bad.

With just a few knee strikes, the secretary's glasses shattered completely, and the broken lenses cut the other person's face, causing blood to flow freely.

Everything happened so fast; only a few seconds had passed from the moment the henchman made his move to the moment he smashed the other man's glasses.

By the time the secretary realized what was happening and tried to scream, she had already been knocked unconscious by a heavy knee strike!

Wan Licheng gently pushed up his glasses, his eyes showing a hint of surprise, but only for a fleeting moment.

He took two steps back with a smile on his face and watched the excitement.

It was as if the one being beaten wasn't one of his men.

The bodyguards tried to pull the henchman away, but he dodged them with agile movements.

He then kicked the unconscious secretary twice more.

Only after seeing that the other man's glasses were broken did the henchman reluctantly give up.

He grabbed the phone from a real estate boss next to him and dialed the police, saying he would "confess and be treated leniently."

Wan Licheng's bodyguards failed to subdue their opponent in a few moves, and their expressions turned somewhat unpleasant.

Just as I was about to use force, the other party dialed a number.

He could only stiffly examine the secretary's injuries.

Shortly after, the police arrived at the scene. After putting the four-eyed guy into the ambulance, they began questioning everyone.

Those who were asked didn't dare to say directly that the person who assaulted them was from Gao's Real Estate, but they all looked at Gao Jinbao.

The officers also noticed the expressions on these people's faces.

He asked Gao Jinbao, "Who is he to you?"

"Ordinary employee".

"Then why did he hit him?"

"I don't know either. He suddenly said the wages were too low and he didn't want to work anymore, and then he went crazy."

Gao Jinbao said with an innocent look on his face.

The police officer knew something was amiss, but Gao's Properties was also a local company.

Moreover, this is a bidding meeting for urban construction. If we take people back for investigation without any evidence, it will be very troublesome.

So even though they had suspicions, they couldn't just take the person back without evidence.

They questioned the henchman a few more times at the scene and found that he insisted that the other party had discriminated against him first and had been staring at him.

He was unhappy and acted impulsively.

In order not to disrupt the bidding process, the officers had no choice but to call off the team for now.

Before leaving, he stopped in front of Gao Jinbao and stared at him intently with sharp eyes.

He only turned and left after making the other person look a little guilty.

Gao Jinbao knew this was a warning from the other party.

The lack of evidence doesn't mean we can't keep a close watch on you. If you cause trouble again, we can still take you back even without evidence.

I'll ask you your name and age ten or eight times.

"Haven't you had enough prison food? You dare show your face in front of me?" Wan Licheng had already sat down next to Wu Shu.

He said casually while wiping the lenses in his hands.

The bidding personnel on the stage had already opened the seal and begun to verify the bids.

After a simple comparison, the winning company was announced.

"The winner of this bid is..."

"Gao's Real Estate! Congratulations to Mr. Gao Jinbao, General Manager Gao!"

Wu Shuyi, with a fierce expression, pointed at the book and said with a grin, "Every time I see Kumārajīva, I want to laugh."

There are very few people in the world who can fight him to a draw.

"But every time I get beaten up, I end up with a bruised and swollen face."

"In the end, Duan Yu drained all his internal energy. Do you know what that's called?"

Ding Meng's expression remained blank as always. He stiffly shook his head; he never read martial arts novels.

At the very least, I don't watch Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

"That's like a dog lifting a curtain—it's all talk."

He slapped his thigh and burst into laughter, while Ding Meng also smirked.

He revealed a smile that looked more like a grimace than a cry.

"Here's the book for you. Take a good look at it, and whatever you do, don't be like Kumārajīva, who took off his pants to fight a tiger—shameless and reckless."

As he spoke, he slapped the book at Wan Licheng, just as everyone was applauding the fat man and celebrating his winning the bid.

They left the bidding conference.

All that remained was Wan Licheng's gloomy face and the shattered lens he had smashed.