King's Private Room.
Brightly lit, the decor was incomparably luxurious.
On an expensive imported sofa sat a bald man wearing a floral shirt.
The burly man had a large cigar in his mouth, and a black Northeastern tiger tattooed on the back of his head.
This man was called Zhao Hu, known in the underworld as "Tiger Lord."
Across from him.
Sat a middle-aged man with slicked-back hair, looking extremely tense.
"Brother Lin! About the matter of me investing in your company, have you given it some thought?"
"Tiger Lord! I… I think our company's new product, [Beauty Cream], has just launched. If you invest now, there's a risk of losses. It's best to consider this carefully."
"Hmm—I didn't quite hear that. Brother Lin, could you repeat that?"
Zhao Hu's voice rose by eight octaves as he shot a sinister sideways glare at Lin Jianjun.
In an instant, Lin Jianjun broke out in a cold sweat.
Ding-dong!
Fortunately, at this moment.
Zhao Hu received a text message on his phone, temporarily diverting his attention, giving Lin Jianjun a brief moment to breathe.
He originally thought Zhao Hu had arranged this meeting to discuss the 400 million yuan loan.
But he never expected...
That the other party would propose using this 400 million as an investment in exchange for 10% of Lin Group's shares.
Isn't this absolute nonsense?!
Not to mention the current thriving Lin Group.
Even when the company was struggling before, he would never sell off shares so cheaply.
Moreover, he had finally bought back the remaining shares from that rebellious son, achieving complete control over Lin Group.
How could he possibly invite a wolf into his house?!
Lin Jianjun made up his mind.
No matter how much Zhao Hu threatened or scolded him, there were certain lines he would never cross.
At this moment, Zhao Hu examined the message on his phone.
It was from the eldest daughter of the Han family: [I've sent you Master Su's picture, find him for me as soon as possible.]
Master Su, huh?
At the mention of this name, Zhao Hu's face showed reverence.
He had already heard about the Han family's near-extermination incident a few days ago and had even visited them personally.
And on the wall, that over-a-meter-long sword mark had left Zhao Hu absolutely stunned.
A Martial Grandmaster.
Truly terrifying beyond belief~~~
Though I cannot reach such heights, my heart yearns for it!
Just as Zhao Hu was about to open the picture and admire the powerful presence of this grandmaster...
The private room's door was suddenly slammed open as a group of people rushed in carrying a young man.
"Tiger Lord, bad news! Young Master Zhao got tased and knocked out!"
Zhao Hu abruptly stood up from the sofa, staring at his son foaming at the mouth on the stretcher, instantly flying into a rage.
"What?! Who did this? Even my son dared to be attacked?"
"Is there no justice anymore? No law?!!"
Seeing Zhao Hu enraged, the entire private room fell into dead silence. No one dared to even breathe too loudly.
After all, the man in front of them was a major figure who had influence in both legal and underground circles.
He had over a hundred subordinates who specialized in handling dirty work for the Han family and other factions. His methods were ruthless, often breaking limbs without hesitation.
Few in Modu dared to provoke him.
Yet now, his son had been beaten up like this?
Everyone present knew…
That the perpetrator was about to suffer unimaginable retaliation and torture?!
At this moment.
A pale-faced young man awkwardly stepped forward, clutching his groin.
"Tiger Lord! I just asked Manager Ma—the ones who attacked Young Master Zhao are from the Diamond Private Room, and my cousin was also taken away by them..."
Lin Hao wore a flattering expression as he explained the entire situation.
He described Bai Susu as a kidnapped victim.
And he portrayed himself as a heroic figure who tried to stop the criminals and got kicked in the groin in the process.
"Hmm. You did well. Go rest next to your father."
Hearing that Lin Hao got injured while trying to protect his son, Zhao Hu's expression softened slightly.
"Thank you, Tiger Lord."
Receiving praise from Zhao Hu, Lin Hao was overjoyed.
Then, still clutching his groin, he walked bow-legged over to Lin Jianjun.
"Daddy."
"Hmm. You did well."
Seeing Lin Hao being recognized by Tiger Lord, Lin Jianjun was very pleased.
This was his good son!
Someone who knew how to seize opportunities, build connections for the Lin family, and solve problems.
With this 'injury' incident, Zhao Hu might not press him about investing in Lin Group anymore!
"Ah, which damn bastard hit so hard?! Does it hurt, Hao'er?"
"It doesn't hurt. Thank you for your concern, Daddy."
While Lin Jianjun and his son were having their father-son bonding moment, Zhao Hu had already ordered his men to storm the Diamond Private Room and capture the culprits.
"Yes, Tiger Lord."
A dozen muscular men in black tank tops bowed in unison, then stormed out with murderous intent...
…..
Inside the Diamond Private Room.
Chen Kexin was enthusiastically presenting her 'impersonation' plan.
But suddenly, the door was kicked open.
BANG!!!
Immediately, a dozen strong men in black tank tops swarmed in.
The leader, A'Jian, had a fierce and menacing expression.
"Who hit Young Master Zhao?! If you don't want to die, get out here now!"
"Me, me, me! It was me, it was me."
Chen Kexin excitedly raised her hand multiple times.
o(^▽^)┛
As if worried that her 1.55-meter height would cause her to be overlooked in the crowd, she kept jumping up and down.
This scene left A'Jian and the other strongmen completely stunned.
Was this little brat insane???
Did she even realize how much trouble she had caused? Why the hell was she so excited?!
Wait, no!
This little girl must have been pushed out as a scapegoat?!
Since they had rushed over, A'Jian didn't know the full details of how Zhao Lei had been injured.
But he absolutely refused to believe that this tiny girl could have possibly injured Tiger Lord's son.
The real culprit… must be hiding among the men in the room.
"Hmph! A bunch of cowards, pushing a little girl out to take the fall?"
"Since the real culprit refuses to come forward, take everyone!"
A'Jian waved his hand, signaling his men not to let anyone go.
Now, it was Chen Kexin's turn to feel frustrated.
"(#O′) Hey! I already said it was me, why don't you believe me?"
"Also, I'm 18, not a kid! Call me small again, and I'll Gatling-gun you to death!"
Listening to Chen Kexin hopping around while ranting.
He Yicheng and the others were nearly scared to death by this wild girl.
Please, just calm down!
Our fragile hearts can't take this anymore~~~
Meanwhile, in the crowd.
Lin Xuan watched the scene unfold, finding it quite amusing.
Beside him, Su Fan remained indifferent, his face devoid of any emotion, as if he didn't even see the black-clad thugs surrounding them.
Very soon.
The group was soon escorted by A'Jian and his men to the King's Private Room.
Hmm?
Lin Jianjun and his son were here too?!
As soon as they stepped in.
Lin Xuan immediately spotted two familiar figures sitting on the sofa.
And sitting across from them were Zhao Hu and his son.
"Dad! It's that little b*tch! Grab her and send her to my room—I want to teach her a lesson."
At this moment, Zhao Lei had regained his senses.
But the tingling, numbing pain in his body was still lingering.
This filled his gaze toward Chen Kexin with brutality—he just wanted to drag this little b*tch into his bed and punish her savagely with his 'stick'…