"Fucking hell!" Competing in a show of aggression with Li Yifei, the Second Generation Fishman found this to be the dumbest move. Glaring, he barked, "Don’t fucking pretend with here, I’m telling you, if you want this Steelmaking Plant, don’t even think about it without two hundred million."
Li Yifei just looked at Second Generation Fishman’s plump white face without saying a word.
The Second Generation Fishman cursed, but received no response from the other party. Once again, he felt like a joke of a clown, further infuriating him as he snarled, "Fine, keep playing with , if you don’t agree today, I’ll cripple you right here and now!"
With those words from the Second Generation Fishman, his little followers imdiately started shouting and cursing all around, looking quite fierce. But Li Yifei and his four companions, standing there, offered a stark contrast, making them appear even more incapable.
"Fucking hit them!" Having had enough of this disdain, the Second Generation Fishman’s imdiate reaction was to beat the other party into submission, after which everything else would be negotiable. Otherwise, they wouldn’t even have the stature to negotiate.
Just then, a piercing roar of motorcycle engines suddenly ca from the entrance of the Steelmaking Plant. Dozens of motorcycles charged in like lightning and ford two circles, surrounding the Second Generation Fishman and his group.
These motorcycles each carried two riders, one driving, the other seated at the back holding a baseball bat, with helts on their heads. The roar of the bikes gave them an incredibly domineering presence.
Although there seed to be no more people on Li Yifei’s side than on the Second Generation Fishman’s, their gear alone was outclassing them, especially their discipline. Once the motorcycles were parked, not a single one of them made a sound, making them appear far stronger than the ragtag bunch around the Second Generation Fishman.
This left the Second Generation Fishman and his crew utterly bemused. Who were these people? In Mile City, there weren’t more than three big shots with such a grand presence. Could it be that these were Li Yifei’s n? They didn’t dare make a move.
Then a city hunter bike pulled in, and a man jumped off. When the Second Generation Fishman saw who it was, he was completely dumbfounded. It was Brother Hu, currently the most prestigious street figure in Mile City, and he had shown up here.
"Bro... Brother Hu..." The Second Generation Fishman and Zhao Shenggang greeted him with a stamr.
But Brother Hu didn’t even glance at the two of them. Instead, he gave a hearty laugh towards Li Yifei, saying, "Young Master Li, my timing’s pretty good, right?"
Li Yifei nodded, "Not bad."
The Second Generation Fishman and Zhao Shenggang’s eyes bulged. Brother Hu’s words were full of bravado, but it was clear that he was sowhat ingratiating himself to Li Yifei. And if even Brother Hu was trying to curry favor with Li Yifei, one could only imagine his strength. And there they were, standing against such a figure in street matters; this really seed like they’d hit a wall.
Brother Hu strode towards Li Yifei, and a path imdiately opened among the motorcyclists. The Second Generation Fishman’s gang also quickly moved aside to let Brother Hu through. They were all street thugs who knew of Brother Hu’s reputation and recognized this top dog in Mile City. Even if they had the guts of a god, they wouldn’t dare block Brother Hu at this mont.
"Young Master Li, how about I handle this matter?" Brother Hu stood before Li Yifei and asked respectfully.
Li Yifei nodded, "Just don’t make it look like I’m bullying them because of my position."
"Got it!" Brother Hu responded, then puffed out his chest and turned to face the Second Generation Fishman and Zhao Shenggang, his deanor suddenly turned serious, "You two heard what Young Master Li just said, right?"
The Second Generation Fishman and Zhao Shenggang both swallowed hard. Zhao Shenggang was not as influential as the Second Generation Fishman in the streets, and the Second Generation Fishman was no match for Brother Hu. When dealing with weaker individuals, the Second Generation Fishman was ruthless, but faced with soone like Brother Hu, he instantly changed his tune, smiling obsequiously, "Brother Hu, heard it, heard it, I did. It’s all a misunderstanding, I had no idea it was this kind of situation. It was all because Zhao Shenggang here got greedy and insisted on getting my help. We’re all brothers on the street, I can’t just ignore him, right? But if I’d known this was related to Brother Hu, there’s no way I would have co, it’s all Zhao Shenggang’s fault for trapping ."
Seeing that Brother Hu didn’t respond, the Second Generation Fishman quickly added, "This kid wanted two hundred million. I thought it was too much and tried to talk him down. This Steelmaking Plant obviously can’t produce anything, might as well just sell it for only ten million plus. But he wanted to make a big score, and there was nothing I could do."
Zhao Shenggang’s face darkened in an instant. The Second Generation Fishman truly had no sha, selling him out just like that. But it was typical, facing soone they couldn’t provoke, knowing they couldn’t profit from it, how could such a despicable guy like the Second Generation Fishman take a stand for him, much less take the fall for him.
The most infuriating part was this guy even talking about ten million plus. Even if he couldn’t get the benefits, he shouldn’t give away the money he could have made.
Even though Zhao Shenggang knew the Second Generation Fishman was setting him up, he didn’t dare complain or expose him. Otherwise, they’d really beco enemies. The Second Generation Fishman wasn’t afraid of him, but he feared the Second Generation Fishman. If this guy set his sights on him, he might not die but would surely be skinned. In the end, he would probably lose the little money he might have left.
What’s called swallowing your teeth after getting punched in the face? Zhao Shenggang now truly understood. Although his heart was bleeding, he still put on a smile and said to Brother Hu, "Brother Hu, this... this brother was blinded by money, I genuinely didn’t realize our connection. Otherwise, even if you killed , I wouldn’t dare to offend you, Brother Hu. You’re a great man who can be magnanimous, so please don’t hold this against . Whatever Mr. Li says, I’ll do, even if it ans not getting a penny, I’ll sign imdiately."
This was where Zhao Shenggang was clever. Bargaining at this ti would only bring him bad luck. And Li Yifei was obviously an important figure and probably wouldn’t be petty with soone small like him, especially after having just thrown out the phrase "Don’t let people think I’m bullying others through my power", which gave him so hope.
Brother Hu snorted and said, "I suppose you’re sensible. Young Master Li also said not to bully you, so just sign the papers right now."
One of the n in black next to Li Yifei imdiately handed a demolition contract to Zhao Shenggang.
Zhao Shenggang glanced at it once, focusing mainly on the number. Seeing it was three thousand characters, he felt relieved. He didn’t bother reading the rest and signed his na on the back. After all, thirty million was still sothing, though much less than he wanted. But with Brother Hu intervening, if things really turned rough, he wasn’t a match for him. Plus, with that guy from Fishman Second Generation ready to kick him while he was down, losing everything was a very real possibility.
Li Yifei took the contract and said, "Hmm, leave a phone number. Soone will wire the money to you later."
Zhao Shenggang hurriedly passed his business card over, but Li Yifei didn’t take it at all. Soone from behind took it imdiately.
Fishman Second Generation watched with envy. Look at the quality of soone else’s underling. Only when the boss acts like this is it satisfying.
At that mont, Brother Hu glared at Zhao Shenggang and said, "You got lucky this ti. If Young Master Li had let handle this, I definitely wouldn’t have let you off so cheaply."
Zhao Shenggang bobbed his head and bowed continuously, saying, "Yes, yes. I thank Young Master Li for his magnanimity in not holding this against . I truly didn’t recognize Mount Tai this ti. Could I ask for the honor of Young Master Li allowing to host a al to apologize to both you and him?"
Li Yifei waved his hand and said, "No need, I can’t be bothered to deal with you. Take whatever you need to move from here and move it out. My workers are coming in tomorrow."
"No need to move anything. I don’t want anything from here. Young Master Li can do as he pleases." Where could Zhao Shenggang still ask for trouble? Besides, with the thirty million in hand, he wasn’t at a loss, and it actually eased his financial problems quite a bit. Better still, he thought, to be generous.
Li Yifei nodded and said, "Alright, that’s settled then. Brother Hu, I’m leaving now."
Brother Hu nodded and walked Li Yifei toward the car. Fishman Second Generation and Zhao Shenggang followed, but they couldn’t get close to Li Yifei; the three bodyguards had already separated them. Not only did they have no complaints at this point, but they also looked on with envy and admiration. Even Brother Hu could only follow behind Li Yifei. For them, accompanying Li Yifei seed like an honor.
Li Yifei got in the car and said to Brother Hu, "We’ll have dinner together later."
"Sure, thank you, Young Master Li."
Brother Hu watched Li Yifei’s car drive away, his face beaming with joy.
Fishman Second Generation and Zhao Shenggang were left with a deeper understanding. They originally thought that although Li Yifei was a bit higher in status than Brother Hu, Brother Hu might have just been cautious of the other’s background. But now it was clear that Brother Hu truly respected Li Yifei.
"Fishman Second Generation, Zhao Shenggang," warned Brother Hu, "you’d better be polite when you see Young Master Li in the future. I’m letting it slide this ti since we all know each other. But if you dare to offend Young Master Li again, don’t bla for being ruthless."
Fishman Second Generation and Zhao Shenggang kept saying yes. Fishman Second Generation, a man with a thick skin, was still buttering up Brother Hu at this ti, asking, "Could you introduce to Young Master Li in the future?"
Brother Hu gave Fishman Second Generation a sidelong glance and said, "I’d advise you to get rid of that thought. Young Master Li despises two-faced schers the most."
Fishman Second Generation chuckled sullenly but didn’t take it to heart. He was used to being thick-skinned, or else he couldn’t have handled dealings with just about anyone.
At this mont, Zhao Shenggang was inwardly despising Fishman Second Generation, finding him utterly shaless. This guy had almost caused him to miss out on the thirty million. In the future, it was best to stay away from such lowlifes.
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