"Just now, Miss Manshu ntioned that Brother Fan is very busy; I didn't expect that Brother Fan was actually busy accompanying my sister..." Zhang Liang said with a hint of sarcasm.
"No, I was actually planning to..." Zhang Wanyue didn't want a misunderstanding by Miss Manshu because of her, so she hurriedly tried to explain.
But before Zhang Wanyue could finish, Manshu had already started speaking.
"Brother Fan, what did you buy with Wanyue?" Manshu asked with a smiling face. From her expression, it was clear that Manshu didn't really mind.
Seeing Manshu's reaction, Zhang Liang slightly furrowed his brows but quickly returned to normal.
"Tonight, Wanyue needs to accompany her grandfather to et so important people, so I went with her to buy an evening gown," Ding Fan said.
How could Manshu be swayed by Zhang Liang's words? She trusted Ding Fan, even if he claid the Earth was square, Manshu would believe it.
Old Master Qin, anwhile, laughed and said, "So you are Zhang Wanyue. Your grandfather, Zhang Guanglin, has said much about you indeed. As expected, you are refreshingly elegant..."
"Grandpa Qin, hello..." Zhang Wanyue very politely greeted Old Master Qin.
"Mmm, truly well-behaved and understanding..." Grandpa Qin said with a smile.
At this mont, the people around them also started laughing. The atmosphere beca very harmonious.
Zhang Liang was smiling too, but inside he felt quite displeased.
The Zhang Family patriarch was already eighty, and it wouldn't be many years before the inheritance was brought up. If Zhang Wanyue really received the support of the Qin family, one of the Four Great Families, the impact on him would be enormous.
Zhang Liang was now thinking about how he might use an opportunity to make the Qin family dislike Zhang Wanyue and instead support him...
Accompanying the Qin family elders to Sifang Street, Zhang Liang was seizing this chance to foster a good relationship with the Qin family, so if sothing happened in the future, they might lend him a hand.
That's why Zhang Liang, eager for this opportunity, had no qualms badmouthing Zhang Guanglin in front of him...
"Grandpa Qin, this street is called Sifang Street, now the most luxurious comrcial street in Zhangzhou. Here, there are even several shops owned by our Zhang family, which I have been managing. Grandpa Qin, if you don't mind, we could visit one of my shops and have a cup of tea," Zhang Liang suggested.
Grandpa Qin had no objections; walking so far at his age, he was indeed a bit tired.
So, the group headed toward the shop managed by Zhang Liang.
"This is the shop I manage. We primarily deal in genuine leather coats from Italy. See if there's anything Miss Manshu likes," Zhang Liang said on the side.
Manshu had attended Zhang Guanglin's birthday party before, so she never had a good impression of Zhang Liang, but due to her grandfather's presence, she restrained from breaking the facade.
Manshu nodded. "Alright."
The group approached the entrance to Zhang Liang's shop, and just then, Zhang Liang's cellphone began to ring.
Zhang Liang looked at the caller ID, then frowned deeply.
The call was from Wang Zhuang. Zhang Liang pondered for a mont before saying to Grandpa Qin and the others. "Grandpa, Uncle, Manshu, please go inside, and I will join you shortly."
Wang Zhuang, essentially a petty thug unfit for decent company, made it inappropriate for Zhang Liang to take the call in front of everyone.
Grandpa Qin and the others had no objections. Since Zhang Wanyue was younger, she politely went ahead and helped them open the store door.
Just as Grandpa Qin's group was entering the shop, several people burst out from inside.
Grandpa Qin had bodyguards with him who quickly positioned themselves in front of him when they saw people rushing out, effectively shielding him.
Zhang Wanyue quickly recognized the group blocking her way.
These n were underlings of that fellow nad Wang Zhuang.
"Damn, it really is such a small world... Brother Wang Zhuang, those two jerks have just entered our boss's shop..." one of the thugs guarding the door said.
As the thug finished speaking, Wang Zhuang rushed out of the shop.
"Brother, please hold on, I have a situation here. I will call you back once it's settled," Wang Zhuang said and hung up the phone.
"Kid, you brought quite a crowd this ti, but the old ones are nearly dead, and the young ones are fucking useless. You're leading a bunch of trash... Kid, let tell you, you two screwed over just now, and I absolutely won't let it go today," said Wang Zhuang as he pointed at Ding Fan and Zhang Wanyue.
Ding Fan had managed to get a deal where he paid 38 for goods worth 38,000, causing Wang Zhuang and Zhang Lina to spend hundreds of thousands; when it was ti to pay, Wang Zhuang had no choice but to disavow knowing Zhang Lina...
Wang Zhuang felt deeply humiliated...
Even with his slow wits, Wang Zhuang had figured out that Ding Fan must know the shop owner. It was a well-laid trap; otherwise, things wouldn't have unfolded as they did.
Grandpa Qin frowned at that mont...
Ding Fan then stepped forward. Since the issue arose because of him, he felt it was his responsibility to resolve it.
Seeing Ding Fan step up, Grandpa Qin quietly stood aside to watch.
"Get lost..." Ding Fan straightforwardly commanded, with an imposing tone.
Ding Fan unleashed a bit of his aura... In his view, Wang Zhuang and his n were just ordinary people; Ding Fan figured that if he could scare them off, that would be the end of it.
Indeed, Wang Zhuang was so intimidated by Ding Fan's deanor that he nearly tripped.
Fortunately for Wang Zhuang, he was backed by several thugs; otherwise, he might have ended up sitting on the ground.
"Kid, you think just because you brought a few people, I'd be scared of you? Let tell you, I'm not easy to ss with... You guys, teach him a good lesson!"
After regaining his balance, Wang Zhuang wasn't considering retreating. The fact that Ding Fan alone had nearly made him fall on his butt was a huge embarrassnt. If he couldn't recover his face today, then he might as well not bother trying to stir up trouble in the future.
After Wang Zhuang finished speaking, his subordinates behind him swung their fists and charged toward Ding Fan.
Just a few insignificant thugs—Ding Fan had never thought about engaging with such riffraff, as doing so would be a deaning act to his own status.
However, these thugs were blind to the situation, insisting on advancing. Old Master Qin was right behind Ding Fan, and now he no longer wanted to waste ti with these thugs.
Ding Fan directly lifted his foot and kicked toward the nearest thug.
That thug, like a rubber ball, was directly sent flying backward by Ding Fan's kick. Bang, bang, bang…
And after being sent flying, the thug struck several others behind him—like bowling pins—knocking them down one after another…
Ding Fan's kick was strong, ant to intimidate these thugs. Consequently, those thugs lay on the ground, unable to stand up for a while.
There were two other thugs still standing, but they dared not charge forward anymore.
With one kick, Ding Fan had directly handled five or six people; for these two, leaping into action would have been a pointless endeavor…
At this mont, Wang Zhuang was taken aback…
When Ding Fan was with Zhang Wanyue, he rarely spoke, appearing very composed.
Back then, Wang Zhuang had thought Ding Fan was an easy target…
But now, it was clear that Ding Fan had, with just one move, disabled five or six thugs from even getting up…
Wang Zhuang certainly never expected Ding Fan to be such a skilled fighter…
Ring…
It was then that Wang Zhuang's cell phone began to ring.
Wang Zhuang glanced at his phone. Despite his initial shock, his face soon took on an arrogant expression again.
"Kid, think you're tough? Today, I'll show you exactly how you're going to die…" Having said this viciously, Wang Zhuang quickly answered the call.
It seed that Wang Zhuang adjusted the speaker mode so that Ding Fan and the others could hear, as the call was on loudspeaker.
"What the hell, calling like that, then hanging up as soon as I **** answer…" As soon as the call connected, a torrent of abuse ca from the other end.
"Big brother, we got trashed…" Wang Zhuang said.
"F***, where are you now? Didn't I tell you that soone important is coming today, and you guys need to behave…" The person on the other end of the phone sounded very annoyed.
"Big brother, we're now right outside the Italian fur shop you oversee on Sifang Street, where we got hit…"
"What?! Where are you?" Disbelief ca from the other end.
"I'm right outside the Italian fur shop you oversee on Sifang Street; the ones who beat us are here at this doorway," explained Wang Zhuang.
Seeing his boss's anxious response, Wang Zhuang beca a bit nervous. "Boss, what's going on?"
"You ****…" Imdiately after saying this, the other end hung up the call.
Ding Fan was listening all the while.
Although the voice on the other end was distorted by electrical interference, Ding Fan recognized it imdiately—it was none other than Zhang Liang.
By this point, not just Ding Fan, but Old Master Qin, Qin Jingguo, and even Qin Manshu and Zhang Wanyue had recognized the voice…
"It seems your boss isn't planning to help you," Ding Fan comnted indifferently to Wang Zhuang.
"Kid, don't be cocky. If my boss shows up, he'll definitely kill you…" Wang Zhuang declared boldly, though he was oblivious to his impending doom.
Just then, a figure rapidly ran toward them.
Wang Zhuang glanced at the person running over, his eyes lighting up for a mont.
In Wang Zhuang's view, Zhang Liang rushing over ant he was concerned about his subordinate and wanted to avenge him.
Thinking this, Wang Zhuang was nearly moved to tears.
"Boss, these idiots…"
Wang Zhuang moved forward to et him.
However, Wang Zhuang had barely opened his mouth when Zhang Liang delivered a Great Flying Kick.
With a crash, Wang Zhuang was kicked to the ground, losing his balance, and his forehead even started bleeding…
"Big Brother…" Wang Zhuang looked bewilderedly at Zhang Liang.
No matter what, Wang Zhuang was Zhang Liang's lackey; having been beaten by others, the boss should at least have helped. Instead, he was welcod with a kick that flipped him over the ground…
And it happened right in front of Ding Fan, his 'enemy,' making Wang Zhuang feel utterly humiliated…
"Grandpa Qin, I am sorry, my subordinate wasn't disciplined enough, causing you distress… Second Grandpa, Manshu, Mr. Ding… I'm sorry, so sorry…"
Zhang Liang, busy apologizing, bowed deeply to everyone...
Wang Zhuang was utterly dumbfounded at this point…
What was going on?
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