Chapter 427: then translation of title

This person is about forty, half-bald, slightly plump, looking much like those big bosses.

"Manager Zhang." Manager Meng called out.

Ye Cheng's expression tightened; this person was Zhang Jiusen, whose photo Song Zhiyong had shown him.

"Hello, Manager Zhang." Ye Cheng quickly bowed and greeted.

"Who is this?" Zhang Jiusen asked.

"Oh, a fisherman brother, came to ask if there are any welfare slots."

"Oh, which village are you from?" Zhang Jiusen looked at Ye Cheng.

"Hello, boss, I'm from Baiyun Village, introduced by He Feiyang."

Zhang Jiusen nodded, casually asking,

"Did you see our summer consultant? He went to your village today to give a lecture."

"No, I just came back from going out to sea."

"Manager Zhang, this little brother said he wants to buy ten units, wants the welfare benefit, so he rushed over overnight."

Zhang Jiusen nodded,

"Thanks for thinking highly of our company, little brother; this is a valued guest."

Saying that, he shouted downstairs,

"Big Bull, come down and see this little brother off."

"Coming!" a voice replied from upstairs; a few burly men walked out of the duty room and ran up to the second floor.

"Well, Manager Zhang, you're being too polite; what else do you need to send?" Ye Cheng said with a smile.

His face wore a smile, but his heart already felt something was off.

Those downstairs are enforcers; seeing guests off should be done by Manager Meng, not by enforcers.

Manager Meng also realized something was wrong; he walked over with a grin, intending to put his arm around Ye Cheng,

"Oh my, it's rare that Manager Zhang likes you this much; you're blessed, maybe he'll give you an even bigger benefit."

Before he could finish, Ye Cheng didn't wait for his hand to reach; he leaned back and pulled his hand, executing a back throw.

Poor Manager Meng just wanted to numb Ye Cheng; he never expected Ye Cheng to be so decisive.

Both were already beside the hallway; with that back throw, Manager Meng was hurled straight down the stairs, crashing heavily to the ground with a bang, motionless.

"Damn! Big Bull, move fast!" Zhang Jiusen shouted angrily.

Big Bull and his crew had already rushed up; Ye Cheng had no time to whistle now, only hoping that the earlier throw would catch Song Zhiyong's attention.

He lunged forward in a single step, first kicking Zhang Jiusen down, then from behind he grabbed Zhang Jiusen's neck and pointed at Big Bull's group, shouting loudly,

"Come any closer and I'll kill him."

Seeing the boss captured, the burly men were at a loss, frozen in place.

Zhang Jiusen's face turned red from the choke, nearly unable to breathe.

Still, he shouted hoarsely,

"Come on! He's got no knife, what are you scared of?"

Holy shit!

Yeah, this isn't a movie.

Choking him won't kill him.

They figured it out and came forward, throwing an old-fashioned punch at Ye Cheng's head.

"Damn!" Ye Cheng cursed; this Zhang Jiusen truly lives up to being a pyramid-scheme boss.

But he wasn't unprepared; even when Song Zhiyong had only given him a whistle, he had already slipped a screwdriver into his pocket.

Seeing the situation urgent, he quickly pulled it out and jammed it into Zhang Jiusen's neck.

"Come on! Let's see if he dies!"

The sharp screwdriver viciously stabbed into Zhang Jiusen's neck, drawing blood instantly; he cried out in pain, "Ah!"

Big Bull and his crew didn't expect Ye Cheng to be so ruthless; they halted their steps immediately.

Zhang Jiusen trembled, a little panicked; he had run into a ruthless person.

Even those in shady trades have their rules; like them, running scams usually just means hiring a few sturdy enforcers and calling it a day—they wouldn't dare kill.

But he felt that Ye Cheng's stab nearly pierced his artery; definitely a ruthless person.

However, the only upside is that such people usually have nothing to do with the police; they can be negotiated with.

"Brother, could there be a misunderstanding?" Zhang Jiusen raised his hand, signaling Big Bull's group not to move.

"A misunderstanding?" Ye Cheng thought for a moment, then had an idea.

He raised his hand, spread it outward in a wait gesture, meant for Song Zhiyong to see; he wanted to wait a bit longer.

Song Zhiyong, who had already rushed out, saw Ye Cheng's gesture and immediately raised his hand, signaling everyone to wait a bit more.

Ye Cheng lifted the screwdriver and brought it down hard onto Zhang Jiusen's head, then cursed,

"I misunderstand your mother's bastard! Your people scammed my girlfriend, and now you talk about misunderstanding?"

Zhang Jiusen froze for a moment, then silently cursed: "Damn, I've told these guys before—just scam money, don't mess with women, don't mess with women—but they won't listen."

He'd said it many times, but some people just can't keep it in their pants.

Now they've come knocking because of the girlfriend thing; this should be interesting.

"Brother, could we have gotten it wrong?"

"Wrong my ass! It's some senior consultant or vice president of your company, damn it—I came back from my Boat run and they told me. I've been busting my ass out there making money, and you put a green hat on me!"

Ye Cheng said, then Smash Zhang Jiusen's face a few more times, leaving him bruised and swollen.

Zhang Jiusen seethed inside: "Damn, it wasn't me who did it; why are you hitting me?"

No, brother, repay grudges for grudges, resentments for resentments, stop always hitting me.

Sure, I'm the most reasonable. Call everyone out, let me see who it really is. Don't worry, as long as we find the real culprit, I definitely won't mess with you again.

Sure! I'll call them over.

Zhang Jiusen looked at Big Bull and the others,

What are you standing there for? Hurry up and call the senior consultants and Vice President Ding over—what are you standing there for?

"Oh, oh." Da Niu turned his bulky body around and went upstairs to call someone.

Soon, several people came down, but seeing the scene, they all started shouting.

Kid, what are you trying to do?

Let go of my big brother right now, or I won't let you leave.

Zhang Jiusen had already started cursing in his heart; you all are acting so righteous now, even though I told you not to mess around, you just wouldn't listen.

Ye Cheng just coldly stared at them without saying a word.

Five people stood in front, plus Zhang Jiusen, and there was also the captured Xia Guangliang—now we're all here.

"Buddy, everyone's here—grudges have heads, debts have owners. You figure it out yourself; who it is, you go after them, I won't stand in your way." Zhang Jiusen was also angry. "Damn, you clean up your own mess."

"No, big brother, what does this mean? Who is this person?" several people asked.

"Who else? I've told you guys, don't mess with women—we're here to make money, we're here to make money, but you insist on messing with women, and now they've come knocking." Zhang Jiusen said, fuming.