The repeated kowtows had proved useful after all.
The situation just now, and the look on Meng Tianyue's face, had told Teng Guangyuan that if he had argued back with so much as one sentence, one word, all three members of his family would have ended up dead on the spot!
"Help..."
Teng Guangyuan breathed a sigh of relief, then began calling for help.
Heaven bless me, I actually survived!
Meng Tianyue... fuck your ancestors. You humiliated me like this today... tortured me like this. What did I do wrong?
Why did you do this?
I ran before your saddle and behind your horse, slaving like an ox for your Meng Group, and this was what I got in return?!
You invited me over so warmly just to humiliate me?
Just to humiliate me in front of my wife and son? To beat me?
This isn't over between us!
Your Meng Group has files on me, leverage over me?
Do you think I don't have anything on you?!
At worst, we'll smash everything apart and burn jade and stone alike. Why should a barefoot man like me fear you people wearing shoes!?
"Help!"
Teng Guangyuan shouted again with all his strength, "We dined and dashed... came to eat without any money... got beaten terribly... could some kind soul please call an ambulance..."
Lunchtime.
The cafeteria.
Wan Lixiu openly set a spotlessly clean wicker basket on the counter. "Master, sorry for the trouble. A hundred steamed buns, please."
As she spoke, she handed over her meal card. "And two basins of meat, ten large bones, two jars of chili sauce, a basin of soup, ten cucumbers, and four plates of greens. Any greens will do. Whatever you think best."
Behind the serving window, the plump cook stared wide-eyed at this