Elephant Dragon International.
As Chen Hao listened to Zhou Bin describe the scene of his meeting with Wang Yan, his hands clenched hard around the arms of the sofa.
How could he possibly swallow this humiliation?
But he showed nothing. He merely waved Zhou Bin away.
A moment later, someone came in and said respectfully, "Sir, everything is ready. We can leave at any time."
Chen Hao gave a grunt and asked, "Has my sister, along with that useless piece of trash, boarded the plane?"
"They're both aboard."
Chen Hao sighed. "Then let's go."
With that, he pushed himself up from the armrests, took the elevator to the rooftop of Elephant Dragon International, boarded the already-running helicopter, and left...
Of course, he was unwilling to let Wang Yan destroy his reputation single-handedly. Of course, he had to get it back.
He had made no moves before because he had been investigating and preparing. After all, not only had he never seen it before, he had never even heard of anyone exchanging fire with more than twenty people at close range while armed with just a pistol—and coming out completely unharmed.
That kind of strength terrified him and kept him from acting rashly.
In truth, even if Wang Yan had not called him, he would have learned the news beforehand. But he had not expected Wang Yan to provoke him as well.
So naturally, he had to act. If he did not, how could he keep getting by on Three Border Slope? What would the chickens think of him? What would the ducks think of him? What would the geese think of him?
To be safe, he ran first. Wang Yan's words were frightening, and his record spoke for itself. If Wang Yan really did not get killed, then Chen Hao