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Chapter 763: Chapter 321 Minor Conflict and Giving Face_3
Ali, Tencent, Financial Capital.
The difference is just that some have better decorum while eating, and others are worse, but either way, there’s always someone coveting it. 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑝𝑢𝘣.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Xingyu had been established for only three months, yet it had attracted wolves, proving that Su Huai had done a good enough job to make Xingyu’s reputation loud enough.
Jin Yucheng was just the first, certainly not the last.
Su Huai was not only unafraid but somewhat eager—an orderly cultivation of "Inner Strength" is the dullest thing, an occasional monster to smash and see blood could fully stimulate a man’s desire to fight.
How could one reach the top if not fighting with others?
Fu Daiheng began to insult Liu Zigui with extremely displeasing words.
"You fucker, you’ve tattooed yourself like a fucking chicken... No, even a good chicken wouldn’t mark its body like that. With the kind of goods you are, even if you wanted to sell at the top business K point, nobody would take you, fearing you’d lower the standard!"
Liu Zigui also had a fiery temper and lunged to fight him.
"You’ve sunned yourself for a few days until the enoki mushrooms have dried up, so you think you’re tough again, huh? Rubbing against pigskin can turn you hard as fuck, and a few more rubs and you’re done, Mr. Quickshot, do you fucking need a hooker? Can’t your dad, your mom, your sister, your buddies all be used? Go on, fuck them! Hey, have you fucked those two next to you..."
If Cheese and Fu Yu hadn’t stopped him, they’d probably have had to see Fu Daiheng crazed and kicked a mile away.
This kind of mental annoyance really fucking gives you a headache.
However, this is an inherent drawback of running an MCN agency—it’s an endless daily dose of bullshit, love and hatred, a big drama every two days, justice served online every five...
If it weren’t for making so much money... Forget it, making a lot is enough to offset any dissatisfaction, and Su Huai himself was also willing to take on these responsibilities.
He grabbed Fu Daiheng, his gaze cold as a knife.
"In my company, you want to hit my employee?"
Su Huai just pinched the spot where Fu Daiheng’s shoulder met his neck, but as his thumb exerted force, the imposing strength from his 91-point physique almost burrowed his fingers entirely in, nearly crushing his bones.
Originally extremely violent and particularly defiant, Uncle Fucha not only broke out in cold forehead sweat due to the pain, but his eyes instantly turned terrified and lucid.
Really no exaggeration, everyone heard the creaking sound coming from Fu Daiheng’s shoulder.
Especially terrifying, especially unbelievable.
"Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Su, Mr. Su! Hiss... I didn’t mean it... really didn’t! Ouch..."
Once people start whining and wailing, no matter how glamorously they’re dressed, they don’t look like a big shot.
Especially this idiot, bending over, twisting so much he nearly knelt down, looking cheap as fuck.
Su Huai didn’t actually hit him, not dignified enough.
He let go and pushed him onto a chair, a thud followed by a creak, even the floor tiles got two marks from it.
"We can talk this out."
Su Huai spoke indifferently, "If we can’t talk, I know a bit of martial arts too."
The three Young Masters Fu fell silent, Jin Yucheng looked up at him, his face showing surprise for the first time.
Wang Siming chuckled mischievously, trying to stir things up again.
But Su Huai glanced at him sideways and preemptively blocked him: "You too, the same treatment if you make more trouble."
The main boss decisively shut up, playing the strategy of a wise man doesn’t fight when the odds are against him.
Liu Zigui panted a few times, suddenly wiped his face, turned his head to Su Huai.
"Mr. Su, I met him at a nightclub, he pursued me for over two months, we were officially together for just a few days, he indeed bought me gifts, spent money on me, but I didn’t accept everything.
Mainly because I found him ugly; didn’t sleep with him, thought if we could last till marriage then go to bed, otherwise it’s a waste if played. Later, because he cheated with my best friend, I broke up.
I assure you this is the truth, the gifts and cash I received from him amounted to just over a hundred thousand, which I took when we broke up.
Now I can return it, but he has to promise you that he won’t bother me again!"
This was the attitude to resolve problems, the mental roller finally matured a bit.
However, hearing this, Su Huai sneered and unhesitatingly declined.
"Return what? Haven’t you heard that money spent willingly during pursuit can’t be taken back, if you can’t pursue, then don’t, if you can’t play, then don’t, calling yourself a rich second generation over such chicken feed? Embarrassing!"
In everyone’s stunned gaze, Su Huai looked down at Fu Daiheng.
"Young Master Fu, I’ll decide for you both, you say to her: ’I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have cheated with your best friend, I’m a scumbag, please forgive me.’
She says to you: ’I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have insulted you for being impotent, being hard for a second is still hard, you’re great.’
Then you’re square, and we’ll settle the account of you causing trouble in my company, how about that?"
How about that?
This fucking won’t do!
Fu Daiheng’s anger surged, but the moment he wanted to explode, he couldn’t lift his shoulder, even a slight movement hurt.
The second he looked up, locking eyes with Su Huai...
A cold dousing suppressed the raging flames, from a blaze to a small flicker then cleanly extinguished.
He hurriedly shrank, averted his eyes, then turned to his big brother: Brother Jin, save me!
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Today was busy until three in the afternoon, woke up late.
