From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Lu Yunzhou kicked the pen on the ground away. The pen hit the corner of the wall and rolled out with a soft sound.

He handed the release slip to Shen Luoyan, his gaze still fixed on Liang Qifa: "Go wait for me at the door."

Shen Luoyan didn't take the document: "What do you want to do?"

"Change the rules for the port area."

Liang Qifa gripped the switchblade tightly, and the blade swayed slightly under the light.

"Come over here if you dare."

Liang Qifa thrust his arm forward, and the switchblade shot straight at Lu Yunzhou's chest.

Shen Luoyan grabbed the release slip and retreated to the wall.

The knife was already in front of her, and her palms were sweaty.

Lu Yunzhou took a half step to the side and grabbed Liang Qifa's wrist with his right hand.

As the five fingers pressed down, the bones shifted beneath the skin and flesh, producing a series of crisp sounds.

Liang Qifa doubled over in pain: "Let go! You fucking dare to cripple me?"

Lu Yunzhou pressed his hand down on the table.

The switchblade slipped from his hand and fell, but Lu Yunzhou caught it and pinned it to the table.

The blade trembled back and forth, just two inches away from Liang Qifa's hand.

Liang Qifa stared at the knife, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

The right hand has lost its strength, the palm is tilted to one side, and the wrist bone is bulging.

He originally thought that if he took out the knife, Lu Yunzhou would back down.

This time, however, he didn't even get a chance to fight back.

Lu Yunzhou pressed down on his shoulder: "Do you still want me to kneel now?"

Liang Qifa clenched his back teeth, the pain making it hard for him to breathe.

The two security guards at the entrance kept their heads down, and neither dared to approach.

He's been a dominant figure in the port area for over a decade, all thanks to his family-oriented nature.

When those merchants saw him, they all offered him cigarettes and alcohol.

Today, however, I was pinned down in my office and couldn't even keep my wrist.

Liang Qifa raised his head, invoking his last remaining support: "I work for Gu Baichuan! Hitting me is slapping the Gu family in the face!"

Gu Baichuan, one of the seven disciples, controls several docks in Sheng'an.

Liang Qifa didn't believe that Lu Yunzhou would dare to openly break ties with the Gu family.

As long as Gu Baichuan speaks up, Fengming Group's goods will never be able to leave Sheng'an again.

Lu Yunzhou loosened his grip on his shoulder.

Liang Qifa breathed a sigh of relief and was about to stand up straight when Lu Yunzhou pulled out his switchblade and threw it into the corner.

He took out his phone and stuffed the release slip into Shen Luoyan's hand.

Lu Yunzhou patted the back of her hand: "Go wait for me in the corridor, and contact the cargo ship while you're at it."

Shen Luoyan wanted to stay, but Lu Yunzhou didn't loosen his grip on the back of her hand.

She understood that he had to deal with the affairs of the Seven Seats, and staying here would only make him more vulnerable to being implicated.

She walked out of the office with the documents in her arms, closing the door behind her.

Liang Qifa clutched his wrist and backed away, bumping his buttocks against the chair before finally settling down.

He reached for the internal phone with his left hand, wanting to get the message to the Gu family as soon as possible.

Lu Yunzhou stepped on the phone line, dialed Pei Zhongting's number, and turned on speakerphone.

The call was answered quickly.

Lu Yunzhou tapped the table: "Mr. Pei, Gu Baichuan's men seized 80 million worth of equipment from Fengming and even tried to kill me with a knife. How should this be handled?"

There was a two-second pause on the other end of the phone.

Pei Zhongting lowered his voice: "Hand the phone to him."

Lu Yunzhou pushed the phone over.

Liang Qifa stared at the name on the screen, his face twitching slightly.

He had attended seven banquets with Gu Baichuan, so he naturally recognized Pei Zhongting's voice.

He could just rely on the Gu family's name to back him up.

Pei Zhongting answered the phone personally, and his confidence immediately vanished.

Liang Qifa bent down and brought the phone closer: "Mr. Pei, this is Qifa. This batch of goods was arranged by Mr. Gu."

Pei Zhongting slammed his hand on the table: "Let Gu Baichuan decide whose goods he wants to seize. Fengming's equipment must be loaded onto the ship tonight. If even one piece is missing, I'll hold you accountable."

Liang Qifa's Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly, and sweat trickled down his temples.

The seven seats were constantly vying for territory.

Pei Zhongting wouldn't offend Gu Baichuan for the sake of a port authority officer, but his attitude at this moment made it clear that Lu Yunzhou's importance far exceeded Liang Qifa's.

Liang Qifa was still unwilling to give up.

He's done so much for the Gu family, he can't just kneel down because of a single phone call.

Pei Zhongting's voice came again.

His tone was heavy: "Mr. Lu even dared to kill Zhuo Chongshan. You're trying to use the Gu family to pressure him? Are you tired of living? Even if Gu Baichuan comes, he'll have to make this matter clear first."

Liang Qifa's legs went weak.

Zhuo Chongshan is an eighth-rank martial artist and the president of the Sheng'an Martial Arts Association.

The news of his death at Tiger Soul Hall last night is still being suppressed, and the port area has only received a few whispers.

The person who had attacked him was standing right in front of him.

Liang Qifa slid off the chair, his knees hitting the floor.

He no longer cared about the Gu family's orders and bowed his head to kowtow on the ground.

Liang Qifa grabbed Lu Yunzhou's trouser leg: "Mr. Lu, I admit my mistake! Release the goods immediately, I'll compensate you, please spare my life!"

Lu Yunzhou pulled his leg back and slapped him across the face.

The noise came from the office, and the two security guards in the corridor simultaneously shrank their necks.

Liang Qifa was knocked to the ground, and his left cheek quickly swelled up.

He tried to get up, supporting himself on the floor, but Lu Yunzhou had already taken away his phone and the stamped release slip.

The internal phone on the desk kept ringing.

The dispatch department received Pei Zhongting's order and has lifted the restrictions on the Fengming equipment.

The loading order was restored, and the dispatch order for Gujia Warehouse was also cancelled.

Lu Yunzhou walked to the door and glanced back at Liang Qifa.

Lu Yunzhou pressed the doorknob: "Tell Gu Baichuan that if he wants to seize Fengming's goods, he should come to me in person."

Liang Qifa huddled by the table, not daring to even lift his head.

In the corridor, Shen Luoyan had just finished a phone call.

The cargo ship has already docked, and equipment worth over 80 million yuan will be loaded onto the ship tonight.

She showed the confirmation message to Lu Yunzhou, and her tense shoulders finally relaxed.

When the two walked out of the port authority, the sun had already set behind the buildings.

Container trucks lined up to enter the gate, and Fengming's convoy also began to move towards the loading area.

After getting into the car, Shen Luoyan fastened her seatbelt.

The straps draped over the shirt, causing the collar to loosen slightly, revealing the snow-white side of her neck tinged with the glow of the sunset.

Lu Yunzhou glanced at it a few more times.

Shen Luoyan raised her hand to cover her collar: "You're already acting suspiciously after just hitting someone. Where are your eyes looking?"

Lu Yunzhou gripped the steering wheel: "Do I need to submit an application to see my own girlfriend?"

Shen Luoyan's ears burned, and she kicked his chair.

She'd been holding in her anger for the past few days, and today she'd accompanied him to the port authority. She'd wanted to give him a good scolding, but now she didn't know where to begin.

The car merged into the main road.

Lu Yunzhou entrusted her with all the arrangements for the evening.

What to eat, where to go, and what time to come home are all decided by her.

Shen Luoyan looked at several restaurants and finally booked Yunting Private Kitchen in the city.

She deliberately chose a small private room for two and even asked the restaurant to prepare a bottle of wine.

She put down her phone, and the anger she felt had dissipated.

Forty minutes later, the two entered the restaurant.

The waiter led them through the corridor.

Shen Luoyan walked ahead, looking down to check the private room number.

The sound of high heels clicking on the ground came from around the corner.

A noblewoman with purple curly hair walked towards us.

She was carrying a bag in one hand and holding a powder compact in the other to touch up her makeup, her view completely blocked by the mirror.

Lu Yunzhou had just raised his hand when she bumped straight into Shen Luoyan.