God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 122 - 124: Negotiation!

Chapter 122: Chapter 124: Negotiation!

"You... you all..."

Shen Binnan was extremely shocked as she looked at the two people on the sofa.

Even though Shen Binnan could remain unmoved with Mount Tai collapsing before her eyes, her icy demeanor changed at the sight of this scene.

...

"Ren Tianqing wants to see the two of us," said Shen Binnan.

"So it seems... looks like he’s getting anxious," Fang Yi stroked his chin.

"Should we go?" asked Shen Binnan. Although she didn’t spell it out, her meaning was quite implicit—if they went, Ren Tianqing would have two bodyguards by his side, which Fang Yi might not be able to handle.

"Go? Of course, we should go! It’s all out in the open now, how could we not go!" Fang Yi said, without a trace of fear.

Fang Yi left the company first to make some preparations, and when he returned, he brought Lin Shang with him.

Upon seeing Shen Binnan, Lin Shang approached her and praised, "President Shen, you’re truly beautiful. To call you a descended fairy wouldn’t be an overstatement. I, unworthy as I am, would be honored to spend the rest of my life with you."

Just as Lin Shang was about to perform a gentlemanly kiss, Shen Binnan pulled her hand back.

"Those near vermillion get stained red, those near ink get stained black. I didn’t expect you to be the same sort as Fang Yi," Shen Binnan struck with no mercy.

"President Shen, you’re wrong about that. I’m nothing like that bastard. He’s vile, I’m charming," Lin Shang said unabashedly, without a hint of embarrassment.

Fang Yi, standing nearby, immediately went up and kicked the guy several times.

When they got into the car, Shen Binnan was surprised to find Ren Hao tied up inside.

"Shen Binnan! Let me go at once! If my father gets angry, you’ll all suffer!" Ren Hao threatened in a low voice.

Slap!

A slap landed on his face, delivered by Fang Yi, causing Ren Hao’s cheek to sting fiercely, making him glare furiously.

"What are you glaring for, glaring won’t help you," Fang Yi said.

"Fang Yi! Don’t be smug! I’ll deal with you, I promise!" Ren Hao gritted his teeth.

Fang Yi chuckled mockingly, never showing any mercy to his enemies.

Fang Yi drove to a hotel. During the trip, Lin Shang took a black object from under the seat.

"What’s that?" Shen Binnan couldn’t help but ask.

"A bomb," Lin Shang uttered those two words.

Shen Binnan was startled. A bomb, seriously?

"You’re not planning to blow up Ren Tianqing with that, are you?" Shen Binnan looked at Fang Yi.

"Heh, of course not," Fang Yi said. "This bomb is for this ugly idiot."

"Fang Yi! You wouldn’t dare!" Ren Hao bellowed in rage.

Slap!

Just like Fang Yi, Lin Shang delivered a slap straight to Ren Hao’s face, which was much heavier than the one Fang Yi had given him earlier, making Ren Hao’s eyes see stars.

Ren Hao’s mouth was swollen from the slap. Lin Shang strapped the bomb onto Ren Hao’s stomach and covered it with clothing, then took out a small remote control, twirling it in his hand, and said, "If you dare run or make any sudden moves, you know what will happen."

Threats!

Now that was a real threat!

With a bomb strapped to his body, did Ren Hao dare to run? He didn’t, he couldn’t even gamble on the bomb being fake, because if there was even a one in ten thousand chance, his life would be over.

Even the self-confident Ren Hao cowed at this moment, not daring to utter a word.

They arrived at the hotel, got out of the car, said nothing, and didn’t tie up Ren Hao, yet he followed them docilely, wanting to run but not daring to try.

In the hotel, led by a waiter, the three entered a private room.

Sitting in the private room was a middle-aged man with a pair of twin brothers behind him, Ren Three and Ren Four. When Fang Yi and company entered, both of the twins glared fiercely.

"Young master!" Ren Four called out.

"Don’t worry, young master, you’re safe," Ren Three said with a calm voice and strong confidence.

"That Fang Yi over there, let go of my young master right now!" Ren Four said coldly, with intense murderous intent in his eyes.

Fang Yi laughed and said, "You say let go, and I should just let go? Wouldn’t I lose face that way?"

Ren Four said, "I could beat you with one hand, you piece of trash."

Fang Yi, who hadn’t yet sat down, glanced at him and said, "I’m standing right here, come and try."

"You!"

Ren Four was infuriated and was about to stand up when the seated middle-aged man suddenly said softly, "Little Four."

Though his voice was soft, it carried immense authority; Ren Four didn’t dare to act rashly, but the look in his eyes at Fang Yi was filled with venom.

Fang Yi sat down and took a moment to size up the middle-aged man, who was about forty years old, very sharp, with the look of a mature man and an aura of valor between his brows. Dressed modestly, but still exuding the authority of a superior.

The first of Moon City’s three tycoons was naturally no ordinary person!

Ren Tianqing also looked over, a flash in his eyes, and said, "Fang Yi?"

"The one and only," Fang Yi replied confidently; he did not want to appear weak in presence.

Ren Tianqing raised his hand. Ren Three immediately clipped a cigar and lit it for Ren Tianqing.

Holy cow, they’re comparing like this? Fang Yi certainly couldn’t lose face, and promptly took out a pack of cigarettes, extracting one and putting it in his mouth, while covertly glancing at Lin Shang and Shen Binnan beside him.

Lin Shang was staring at the ceiling, as if unaware, and Shen Binnan hesitated for a moment, but eventually still used a lighter to ignite Fang Yi’s cigarette, shooting a sharp look at Fang Yi.

Fang Yi acted as if he hadn’t seen it. Having a president light a cigarette for him—ah, this setup overshadows yours, he thought, thoroughly amused, and he couldn’t help raising his chin a little higher.

"Mr. Fang is indeed not an ordinary man," Ren Tianqing commented.

Fang Yi chuckled and said, "Your eyes aren’t blind; you can even tell I’m not ordinary?" His words dripped with insinuation and provocation.

Ren Tianqing was of course not going to get angry over this. He remained composed and said lightly, "Mr. Fang, what will it take for you to release my son? State your terms."

No beating around the bush, he pointed out the purpose of their meeting directly.

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