A flicker of hesitation crossed the middle-aged man's eyes. "Mr. Chen, that kid hit me just now. About that..."
Mr. Chen's gaze turned cold. "I don't care what excuses you have. I've already heard what happened from the people nearby. Just tell me what you intend to do."
The middle-aged man struggled inwardly. He couldn't afford to offend Mr. Chen, but being forced to compromise like this was hard to swallow.
But what could he do if he refused? Mr. Chen had immense influence in Rongcheng. Ruining him would be as easy as crushing an ant. He also remembered what Shen Bing had said earlier. That young fellow didn't seem like someone to trifle with either. If things really escalated, he would probably be the one to suffer.
"All right! Out of respect for you, Mr. Chen, I'll consider myself unlucky today and let this go."
Mr. Chen sneered. "This isn't about whether you let it go. A beating isn't enough to settle all the rotten things you've done."
Before the man could speak, Mr. Chen continued, "Here's a way out for you. Stop doing business in Rongcheng, withdraw your investment from the Tanglin Company, and find somewhere else to make your living."
A flash of anger appeared deep in the middle-aged man's eyes. This was practically driving him into a dead end!
The Tanglin Company was on the rise. Countless people wanted to buy shares but couldn't find a way in. Pull out now? Only an idiot would do that.
Besides, however well he had done in Rongcheng, that was only because he was a local. If he went elsewhere, where he knew neither the place nor the people, he might lose even the shirt off his back.
Cutting off a man's livelihood was as unforgivable as murdering his