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Chapter 350: I’m Someone You Can’t Afford to Provoke

Chapter 350: Chapter 350: I’m Someone You Can’t Afford to Provoke

Now, who would still believe Zhao Shuyu’s words? How is Sky Mountain Group doing, and as a female CEO, wouldn’t Qi Yulu know better than himself?

This is like flaunting one’s pen at the muzzle of a gun!

Zhao Shuyu felt so depressed that words nearly spilled from his lips multiple times, only to be swallowed back down again.

"It looks like, CEO Qi doesn’t seem inclined to plead for you, so don’t hesitate, break his legs," Chen Wei said.

This time, without waiting for Qian Xiong to speak, his subordinate gripped the steel pipe firmly with both hands, and brutally smashed it down on Zhao Shuyu’s kneecap.

Crack!

The force was so great that even the subordinate’s arms went numb from the vibration.

"Ah!" Zhao Shuyu’s scream echoed throughout the entire bar, and those who heard it felt as if they could empathize, as though the blow had landed on their own bodies.

Feel sorry for Zhao Shuyu? Why pity him? He’s neither kin nor friend, and besides, it’s his own fault for courting death—who would interfere?

"Ah! My leg! My leg!" Zhao Shuyu extended his trembling arms, wanting but not daring to touch it. Even the slightest movement sent waves of pain throughout his entire body, unbearable pain.

Fury overwhelmed Zhao Shuyu, exploding in his chest, leaving only rage and thoughts of revenge, and he spoke without restraint, "Kid! Remember this, as long as I, Zhao Shuyu, am alive for one more day, I will never let you off the hook! Even if I have to sell off the company and end up with nothing, I will make sure you suffer!"

"Since you’re so keen on having nothing, I’ll kindly help you out." Chen Wei took out his phone and tapped on it a few times.

Before Qi Yulu could get a clear look, Chen Wei had already turned off his phone’s screen.

She seemed to have seen Chen Wei send a message to someone, with the words "ZLT" in it.

"I admit, taking down Qi Yulu shows you do have some skills, but what about it? She is just someone who works for others. Do you really think that by relying on her, you can leave me with nothing?"

Zhao Shuyu scoffed, "You’re too naive!"

Hearing this, Qian Xiong, along with many others, had the word ’speechless’ written all over their faces. They wanted to make Zhao Shuyu see that the truly naive person was not Chen Wei, nor was it Qi Yulu, but him—Zhao Shuyu.

But nobody chose to speak up, for fear of stealing Chen Wei’s thunder and earning resentment.

Sure enough, right then, Zhao Shuyu’s phone rang.

"Who’s calling me at this time?" Zhao Shuyu struggled to take out his phone with his remaining hand, and seeing that it was his secretary calling, he decided to answer.

"Hello, what’s up?" he asked.

Seconds later, Zhao Shuyu’s face revealed an expression of disbelief, unable to trust what he was hearing, "What did you say? Don’t joke with me like this. How could my company go bankrupt out of nowhere?"

The next second, as if something had dawned on Zhao Shuyu, his phone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, shattering the screen.

His eyes fixed on Chen Wei, he demanded, "Was it you? Did you bankrupt my company?"

"That’s right," Chen Wei admitted openly. There was no point in hiding it.

The crowd was inwardly shaken by his words.

"Holy crap, this guy is too powerful—one word from him and the company went bankrupt."

"ZLT Group, a company that big, went bankrupt?"

"No way?"

"No way? Look at Zhao Shuyu’s expression; does he seem like he’s joking?"

...

"Who exactly are you?" Zhao Shuyu desperately wanted to know.

"I’m someone you can’t afford to provoke," Chen Wei responded.

There was no need to explain his identity to Zhao Shuyu. What good would it do if he knew?

Begging for mercy would not change Chen Wei’s judgment of him.

"..." In a daze, Zhao Shuyu was treated like trash by Qian Xiong’s men and thrown into the garbage bin through the back door.

Inside were leftovers, but Zhao Shuyu had no mind to care about that, even though his suit, worth tens of thousands, was soiled. He remained in a state of shock, evidently still unable to accept reality.

In an instant, he had fallen from heaven into hell, left with nothing, no, more accurately, burdened with a mountain of debt!

The company was bankrupt. Those who had collaborated with him would certainly be affected: All partnerships were under contract, and any losses caused by Zhao Shuyu’s side would have to be borne by him alone.

That impulsive declaration to take revenge on Chen Wei at all costs was nothing more than angry words, spoken in a moment of rage.

When reality struck, Zhao Shuyu simply couldn’t bear the blow.

...

"You really are a monster, just a few words and you bankrupt ZLT Group? In your eyes, what does a company of that scale amount to?" Qi Yulu looked at Chen Wei incredulously, momentarily forgetting her drunkenness.

"Counts as..." Chen Wei thought for a moment, then answered, "Playing house?"

"Playing house..." Qi Yulu was too overwhelmed to retort.

How could she even comment? It was all true!

"Let’s not talk about that. Turn around and face me with your leg," Chen Wei said to Qi Yulu.

"Huh?" Qi Yulu wondered if Chen Wei had realized that she had lost the bet and, as a result, should also accept the punishment.

He wanted her to face him with her leg—what was he, a leg fetishist?

But a loss was a loss, and a bet was a bet; Qi Yulu obediently turned around, facing Chen Wei, with her knees together and pointed towards him.

She held onto the edge of the chair tightly, bracing herself to be ravaged by Chen Wei.

Seeing Qi Yulu in this state, Chen Wei was certain—she had definitely misunderstood something.

He then reached out, and with a ripping sound, tore open Qi Yulu’s flesh-colored stockings!

"What, what are you doing!" Qi Yulu jumped up like a startled rabbit.

"Hiss!" Such a reaction only exacerbated the injury on her leg.

"Do you want to hobble back?" Chen Wei asked, exasperated.

"..." Qi Yulu then realized that Chen Wei had not torn her stockings to take advantage of her but to treat her leg injury.

Once she understood this, Qi Yulu felt even more embarrassed and awkward.

While his intentions were purely honorable, she had been thinking dirty, low, and indecent thoughts.

Was this okay? This was not okay!

Qi Yulu wished she could find a wide enough crack in the ground to crawl into!

Afterward, she obediently sat back down on the chair.

This time, when Chen Wei tore at the stockings again, she cooperated as needed.

"Good, the situation is not too serious. I’ll massage the blood stasis away for you. It might hurt a bit, be serious," Chen Wei concluded after his observation and reminded her before starting the treatment.

"Okay!" Qi Yulu’s fingers gripped the edge of the chair even tighter, and she clenched her teeth as well.

Chen Wei placed his hand on her.

Not bad! She could endure it.

Following that, Chen Wei started to press down forcefully.

"Ah!" Qi Yulu let out a sharp scream, her hands leaving the chair as her body leaned forward, instinctively embracing and clinging to Chen Wei.