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Now reading: Chapter 82: Want money? Nonexistent from My Silly, Sweet Wife, a Comedy novel by Bu Fei.

Mi Lan snorted, "Sure enough, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. That country bumpkin looked so unsophisticated, yet he pulled off this stunt? Hmph! He knew that beautiful won love heroes, so he took advantage of a big fire to play hero and won the heart of our Miss Chen. Really clever."

"Lanlan, stop talking nonsense."

"How am I talking nonsense? Hmph!" Mi Lan pointed at Chen Ziran’s forehead with disdain, "From what you said, he’s just a braggart who thinks he can uncover the truth about the fire and get the Chen Group to beg you back? I think you’re completely bewitched by him."

Chen Ziran smiled bitterly, "At a ti like this, can’t I hold onto so hope?"

...

Dream Fragrance Restaurant.

Chen Longxiang was indeed riding high.

Although he hadn’t completely ousted Chen Ziran from the Chen Group yet, today the old lady had spoken: as long as he could resolve the current crisis, the position of chairman was within reach.

So, Chen Longxiang specially arranged a grand banquet to invite so dical equipnt manufacturers from Yun City.

Though it was still early, Chen Longxiang arrived at the private room ahead of ti.

"How’s it going? Isn’t that little bastard Ye Guichen quite arrogant? The people you found have already started handling him, right?" Chen Longxiang asked He Lao Liu beside him.

He Lao Liu quickly nodded, "Of course, I spent a lot of money this ti. If we don’t beat Ye Guichen half to death, we’ll at least make sure he’s bedridden for three months."

"Haha, great. Manager He, we’ll be waiting for good news then." Chen Longxiang patted He Lao Liu on the shoulder.

He Lao Liu couldn’t stop grinning after hearing ’Manager He’ and bowed repeatedly, "Mr. Chen, rest assured, I found so real tough guys this ti. There won’t be any issues."

Soon, those suppliers began arriving one after another.

When they saw Chen Longxiang, they kept bowing and being extrely polite.

Chen Longxiang got straight to the point, "Gentlen, the Chen Group has secured the Renmin Hospital deal. We won’t be hogging all the profits ourselves. We’ll give you thirty percent of the profits. Just deliver on ti."

That was Chen Longxiang’s plan.

Before setting the fire, he had already inford these suppliers to absolutely refuse supplying Chen Ziran.

And now, he directly offered thirty percent of the profits, knowing these suppliers wouldn’t be foolish enough to refuse.

After the fire destroyed the factory, these suppliers quickly got wind of the news.

A plump middle-aged man smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, I heard you can’t even provide a decent piece of equipnt now. Isn’t thirty percent a bit too low?"

"Indeed, we’re helping you solve an urgent crisis. If we don’t supply you, the damages could cost Chen Group a fortune, right?"

Chen Longxiang’s face twitched at the words, "What does Boss Feng an?"

"Seventy percent for us, you Chen Group keep thirty percent."

"This..." Chen Longxiang didn’t expect them to demand seventy percent of the profits.

And from their deanor, it was clear they had made such an agreent beforehand.

Now, he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. If he didn’t agree to these suppliers, the compensation fees could bankrupt the Chen Group.

"Fine, happy cooperation!" Chen Longxiang laughed aloud, raised his glass, and nodded in agreent, cursing inwardly: Damn it, once I get through this tough ti, I’ll deal with you.

anwhile, Ye Guichen received a call from Black Panther, saying that Chen Longxiang was hosting a banquet for so dical equipnt suppliers from Yun City.

"Chen Longxiang, you’re quite impressive!" Ye Guichen initially suspected Chen Longxiang’s tactics, but now he understood instantly.

First, he set fire to the factory, then secretly contacted the suppliers to prevent Chen Ziran from seeking aid elsewhere, deceiving everyone. Not only did he kick Chen Ziran out of the Chen Group, but he also managed a urgent solution in one go.

It was more than a double whammy.

"Wait for at the entrance of Dream Fragrance. I’m coming over now." Hanging up, Ye Guichen called a taxi and headed towards Dream Fragrance.

However, shortly after getting in, Ye Guichen noticed a van quietly trailing behind.

Frowning slightly, Ye Guichen didn’t pay it much mind.

Although he wasn’t sure of their intentions, if they dared to show themselves, he’d make them regret it.

Inside the van were seven or eight burly n with fierce expressions.

They held thick steel pipes and stared nacingly at the taxi Ye Guichen was in.

"Boss, we’ve been paid handsoly to cripple that guy up ahead. Once it’s done, we’ll live it up for a long ti." Said a burly man.

The leader, a man with a pockmarked face, chuckled and squinted, "You don’t need to tell that. Hurry up, once we get to a less crowded place, force that taxi to stop."

"Got it." The van suddenly accelerated.

The taxi driver had no idea what was happening, but Ye Guichen suddenly pushed his foot on the taxi’s accelerator.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The taxi driver exclaid.

"Soone’s trying to kill ! Quickly!" Ye Guichen said sternly.

Hearing this, the taxi driver broke out in a cold sweat.

He was just a regular civilian, talk of killing soone was too frightening!

"Y-y-you must be joking, right?" The taxi driver stamred.

"Stop wasting ti!" Ye Guichen grabbed the taxi driver and yanked him out of the driver’s seat, throwing him onto the back seat.

In just a second or two, Ye Guichen moved like an eel into the driver’s seat.

After a brief mont of losing control, the taxi swerved sharply.

"Ahhh!" The taxi driver was completely terror-stricken, screaming loudly and even closing his eyes in fear.

But within a mont, Ye Guichen had regained control of the taxi, speeding like an arrow.

In the van, the gang was stunned, "Damn, did that kid notice us?"

"Don’t let him get away!" The gang leader shouted, and the van accelerated as well.

They were already close to Dream Fragrance. By the ti Ye Guichen arrived, the taxi driver was retching badly.

The drifting just now was too intense.

Though he was an experienced driver, he nearly developed heart problems.

"Driver, how much?" Ye Guichen turned to the taxi driver in the back seat.

The taxi driver waved his hand repeatedly, "No, no charge, no charge."

It was terrifying enough, how could he ask for money?

Ye Guichen smiled, placed a hundred yuan in the car, and got out, looking back over his shoulder.

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