Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality Chapter 1193 600: The Woman Full of Lies

He charged at Lin Beichen like a crazed bull, determined to take down this detestable guy. However, the outco was unsurprising; he was once again kicked away by Lin Beichen, and this ti Lin Beichen added a bit more force, directly knocking him out.

Seeing this, the other burly n looked at each other, at a loss. It wasn't until Lin Beichen shouted, "Aren't you going to leave?"

That they snapped back to reality, hurriedly took off, fearing that if they delayed even a mont, they might suffer the sa fate as the green-haired man. As they ran away, they left one last remark: "Kid, just you wait!"

Lin Beichen ignored their threats and turned to Feng Yeling, "Are you okay?"

"No, I'm fine." Feng Yeling looked at Lin Beichen with gratitude. "Thank you, Lin. If not for your tily arrival, the consequences would have been unimaginable. I—I don't even know how to thank you." Her cheeks flushed, possibly thinking of sothing.

"No need to thank . I wasn't specifically coming to save you; their noise just annoyed ," Lin Beichen replied coldly.

During the conversation with Feng Yeling, Lin Beichen learned that she claid to have a tragic background, with her parents deceased, leaving her with a mountain of debts. She had fled to Pineapple Bay to avoid her pursuers, only to find that they had followed her. However, Lin Beichen didn't believe a single word of this.

He thought to himself: Does this woman really take for a fool? What debts? If she had so much debt, how could she be dressed so well, living so comfortably, and obviously well-nourished? Besides, what kind of loan sharks pursue debts across countries, and can find you imdiately after you arrive? This efficiency is unmatched, even by the world's third-ranked Ah San's army. Also, those guys seed fierce, but didn't even touch Feng Yeling, maintaining a distance of at least twenty centiters. Is this how loan sharks act? Such orderly behavior wouldn't even make the weakest of society cry.

In short, this woman is full of lies; not to be trusted. The ancients were right, the prettier the woman, the less trustworthy she is.

anwhile, in the Shengye Group building, an old man in a gray suit, hair ticulously combed, sat cross-legged in front of the coffee table, leisurely arranging tea sets. The clinking of the tea sets occasionally sounded, irritating the middle-aged man opposite him, Ye Shengguang. He would occasionally stand up, stretch out a hand, open his mouth, seemingly wanting to say sothing, but never dared to speak.

After half an hour of this, Ye Shengguang finally couldn't hold back. He suddenly stood up and shouted at the old man, "Dad, make a decision already! I only have one son, and now he's been beaten half to death. The doctor said that kid kicked him in the kidney, and he might have issues with his manhood. This is going to end our Ye family line! We can't let that kid get away with it!"

Ye Shengguang growled through gritted teeth, much like a hyena howling in impotent fury after having its testicles stepped on. However, his roar did not attract the old man's attention. The old man's hands didn't even pause, and once Ye Shengguang was done, he asked indifferently, "So what?"

"What do you an, so what?" Ye Shengguang was montarily stunned.

"So, is this why you called , an old man at death's door, just to hear you roar? If you think action is needed, take action yourself. After all, you are the current Patriarch," the old man said, wearing a mocking smile, "As for , I'm rely an unemployed old man."

After finishing, he drained the half cup of tea he had spent so long brewing, and without sparing Ye Shengguang a glance, he turned and left. He left Ye Shengguang standing there in a daze for two or three seconds before he furiously kicked the coffee table.

"Bang!" The glass on the coffee table shattered into pieces, and the tea set on top flew off, leaving the entire CEO's office in disarray.

Ye Shengguang, like a mad dog, roared with a face full of nace: "Old geezer! So what if I made you retire a few days early? So what if I sent your damn adopted son to see God? This Ye family belongs to us Ye family mbers! What's wrong with taking it back? Who are you to give attitude, you damn old geezer?"

Ye Shengguang's enraged cries echoed in the office for a full half hour, the volu such that it couldn't be completely muffled.

The employees outside heard it all. Though the gossip was juicy, no one dared talk about it, nor dared to stop working. Everyone was scrambling to lower their presence, fearful of becoming Ye Shengguang's outlet for his anger.

Even the vice president, who was Ye Shengguang's trusted subordinate, was crouched in a corner like a quail, just like the rest of the staff. He was also afraid of becoming the target of Ye Shengguang's rage.

But what you fear most always happens.

God seed not to have heard the vice president's prayers. Ye Shengguang marched straight to the vice president the mont he walked out of the CEO's office. With the vice president's face stiff, he asked, "Did you send the people I told you to send?"

"Yes, yes, I sent them," the vice president answered cautiously.

"Good. Rember to have them keep a close watch without blowing their cover, and try to follow my instructions as much as possible," Ye Shengguang ordered.

"Okay, okay." The vice president nodded and bowed.

Ye Shengguang didn't bother speaking further and left.

The old man's uncooperative attitude left him both furious and helpless. Although he had forcibly snatched the company from the old man's adopted son, the Ye family's decades of connections didn't transfer with the company to him.