Chapter 306: Intimidation

Nothing much, I just happened to pass by here, so I thought I'd come up and take a look at you.

Take a look at me? We just saw each other this morning, didn't we?

What's wrong? I came to your company now, why are you so resistant? Hey, what are you trying to do? Are you going out?

Yeah, there's something urgent over there; my dad told me to go out and handle it right away, so I'm not at the company.

Oh, is that so? I was just saying, I wanted to print a document at your company, and these couple days I might need it urgently—may I come in?

Alright, the office is empty, just stay here by yourself; I can't look after you either. When you're done, just lock the main door for me.

Hey, by the way, where are you going? Want me to come along? That way we can look out for each other.

No need.

Xiao Yunzhe didn't even think about it, he directly refused the matter, and besides, it involves some family privacy.

Moreover, he had no idea whether Zong Mengni knew about this matter; if she really did, then Geng Jing Shu getting involved would indeed be somewhat inconvenient.

Geng Jing Shu watched his hurriedly retreating back, merely clenching her fists tightly.

Now she felt sure that whatever his family's business was, Xiao Yunzhe was definitely going to meet that fox spirit again.

However, Geng Jing Shu currently lacks the energy to do this; her purpose in coming here today is simply to steal some company secrets.

Moreover, being able to be in Xiao Yunzhe's office, he believed many things could actually be obtained easily.

After a bumpy ride, Xiao Ming arrived at a factory in the suburbs and then got out of the car.

He glanced at it; this factory hadn't been used for many years, and originally it was his company's abandoned factory.

Back then, Xiao Ming thought this factory might still be useful later, so he never moved everything out; if some investment were put into operation, it would actually be quite simple.

Afterwards, he walked toward a two-story small building over there, then pushed the door open and took a look.

At that moment, the foreigner had been beaten to a pitiable state, lying completely on the ground as if he had no strength left.

Upon hearing someone enter, he merely opened his eyes instinctively and glanced over here.

Then he immediately became nervous again—indeed, he knew this person; last night he had intended to harm this person.

Just now he was still wondering who he had offended, why he was suddenly brought here; looking back now, his guess seems correct.

You... what exactly do you want to do?

After hearing that, Xiao Ming walked up to that person.

He still has two things he wants to do; what exactly did he do himself? Isn't it clear?

So he quickly stepped forward, grabbed the person's collar, and hauled him up from the ground.

I'll let you know what kind of fate awaits anyone who harms the people around me.

Xiao Ming said this, then swung his fist and threw a hard punch at the person's cheek.

The foreigner spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground, mixed with two teeth.

One can imagine how much force Xiao Ming used this time.

Speak, where exactly are you from?

I, I come from, I come from Z Guo.

Don't bother telling me that; I'm asking you, what's your relationship with Zong Long?

What? What Zong Long? I, I don't know him, I don't know any Zong Long—what do you want to do now? Tell me, do you want money or something else? If you want money, I can give you money; I'm abroad, I have lots and lots of money.

Money? Do you think I'm short on cash? I don't want money now; I want your life, and a life for a life—do you know that girl is still in danger?

I, I know, but I never intended to hurt her at the time; I was just trying to scare you—who knew it would accidentally strike her?

Come, bring the knife over.

After Xiao Ming finished speaking, he turned and signaled Ma Zhuli.

Ma Zhuli knew that Xiao Ming, at this moment, should exercise restraint, and besides, he had many of his own people here.

So he confidently handed over a knife.

When the foreigner saw that sharp knife in his hand, he immediately became fearful.

You... what are you doing? You... what do you want to do? I, I told you, I can compensate you, I can make amends—I have money, lots of money—however much you want, I can satisfy you.

Really? You can satisfy me? But I tell you, your money can't possibly satisfy me, because my money can only be more than yours.

No, that won't happen—I have banks, I have banks; in the banks there's plenty of money, I can give you however much you want, as long as you let me go.

You have a bank?

Hearing this only confirmed Xiao Ming's suspicion—indeed, this is a foreign bank, and it's surely closely connected to Zong Long.

Xiao Ming sneered, then extended his dagger forward, lightly sliding it across the man's face.

This day's threat already made the foreigner feel a chill run through his whole body.

At that moment, Ma Zhuli noticed a wet patch on the foreigner's trousers, then gently pushed Xiao Ming and pointed over there.

Xiao Ming merely adjusted his glasses, glanced over, and immediately realized—actually, this foreigner didn't have that much courage.

Back then, he probably acted on impulse after drinking a bit; otherwise, sober, he likely couldn't have done something like this.

If that's the case, then dealing with him will be even easier for Xiao Ming.

You say, if this knife were to slide across your body cut by cut, what kind of feeling would that be?