My Stunning Beauty Special Agent Wife
Chapter 287 - 286: Strike Back (4/5)

Chapter 287: Chapter 286: Strike Back (4/5)

"Is Zhou Likun here?" Zhao Feiyang asked in perfect Flame Country language.

This fluent, broadcast-level Flame Country language made the little secretary turn her head in surprise.

"Hello, our President Zhou..."

Before finishing, Zhou Yi interrupted.

"Who the hell are you, calling him by name? Don’t you know to call him President Zhou?" Zhou Yi said irritably.

Because this little secretary had never given him a good face, but was all smiles at this foreign handsome guy, which made him quite annoyed.

Zhao Feiyang, understanding the true essence of harmony and prosperity, smiled and said, "Hello, may I ask if President Zhou Likun is here?"

"Not here!" Zhou Yi said with annoyance, "What business do you have with him?"

Zhao Feiyang said, "I have an appointment with President Zhou today to discuss the specifics of the acquisition."

"What?" The word ’acquisition’ sounded particularly jarring to Zhou Yi, raising his voice an octave, "You must be kidding! Want to acquire our company? Open your donkey eyes wide and take a good look at where you are! This is Ningchuan, not your foreign territory!"

Zhou Yi basically asked his father for three to four hundred thousand in pocket money every month, and at most once asked for eighteen hundred thousand, but his father never refused him.

In his impression, Zhou’s Wine Industry should be making good money, because they’ve opened up over a hundred retail stores alone, and he often drinks the red wine purchased by Zhou’s.

Moreover, as long as Zhou’s Wine Industry is around, it’s like an endless cash machine. If it’s acquired all at once, this financial stream would be cut off.

So Zhou Yi was very angry.

Zhao Feiyang frowned and stared at Zhou Yi, saying "Please don’t curse!"

"I just cursed you, so what? Get the hell out of here, or I’ll ruin you today, understand!" Zhou Yi said arrogantly, pointing at Zhao Feiyang.

Zhao Feiyang, understanding Flame Country, knew what these dirty words meant, and trembled with anger.

"If you curse again, I’ll report you to the authorities!" Zhao Feiyang said through gritted teeth.

"Hahahaha!" Zhou Yi burst into laughter, "Go ahead and report! I’m waiting for it today! If you don’t, I’ll beat you to death today!"

"You!" Zhao Feiyang was almost beside himself with rage.

Because he was from the Northern Federation, he was well-regarded in Flame Country, and with Luke Leonard’s backing, Zhao Feiyang mostly mingled in upper circles, and he didn’t hang out with friends who had thug habits, so he didn’t know how to retaliate.

Yang Chen chuckled, patting Zhao Feiyang’s shoulder, saying "Buddy, with this kind of person, don’t be polite, either curse back or hit back!"

Saying this, a gleam of coldness flashed in Yang Chen’s eyes, "Leave this to me!"

"Who the hell are you!" Zhou Yi stared at Yang Chen and said, "Damn traitor! What era is this, how can there still be traitors? If it were earlier times, I’d drag you out in the street!"

Yang Chen coldly stared at Zhou Yi, saying in a deep voice, "Do you know how I usually deal with foul-mouthed people like you?"

"What? You want to hit me?" Zhou Yi coldly stared at Yang Chen, sneering.

Yang Chen coldly smiled, suddenly grabbing the briefcase tucked under Zhao Feiyang’s arm and hurling it at Zhou Yi’s face.

Zhou Yi was startled and quickly dodged.

But how could he evade Yang Chen’s attack?

He only saw Yang Chen’s striking motion, but by the time his nerves sent the signal to block, the briefcase in Yang Chen’s hand had already slapped Zhou Yi’s face.

Thud!

Because the briefcase was soft, the sound was somewhat dull, not crisp.

But only the involved party, Zhou Yi, knew that this felt like a hammer striking him, making him stumble and almost unable to stand, his head spinning.

When Zhou Yi steadied himself, shook his spinning head, and opened his eyes, he saw Yang Chen towering over him.

At this moment, Zhou Yi realized why Yang Chen seemed so tall!

But Zhou Yi’s young master’s temper wouldn’t back down, he angrily shouted, "How dare you hit me! Do you believe I’ll kill you?"

"Unrepentant!" Yang Chen slapped him again with his backhand.

Smack!

This time the sound was particularly crisp because it was a hand slap.

Zhou Yi spun in place twice, dazed, and fell to the ground, leaning against the wall to stabilize himself, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

This time, Yang Chen had actually broken Zhou Yi’s mouth.

Zhou Yi saw, screamed, "Just wait! I’m not letting you leave this building today!"

"Fine! I’ll wait!" Yang Chen said, shaking his hand, then looked at the little secretary, "Excuse me, do you have tissues?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The secretary hurriedly took out a tissue and handed it to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen looked at the secretary’s desk and smiled, "Could I have a wet wipe?"

Because Yang Chen noticed a pack of wet wipes on the secretary’s desk; girls often like to carry wet wipes for convenience.

"Sure!" The secretary handed a wet wipe to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen wiped his hands with the wet wipe, saying "So greasy! Hitting you really dirtied my hands!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yi shook with anger.

Zhao Feiyang walked over, picking up the bag on the ground, saying "Boss Yang, this bag cost me ten thousand; your action is like using a meat bun to hit a dog! Good thing he didn’t snatch it away."

Zhou Yi almost fainted from anger, yelling, "I’m not short of your ten thousand bucks!"

The phone had already connected, and hearing Zhou Yi’s shout, the person on the other end scolded Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi, blushing, spoke many nice words to calm the situation, then called for help.

Yang Chen looked at Zhao Feiyang, giving a thumbs up; this Northern Federation enthusiast was learning fast and already knew how to provoke people.

Zhao Feiyang seemed quite interested in the little secretary, leaning on the desk, posing, saying "Hey pretty, how long have you worked at this company?"

"Almost five years."

"Wow, that’s a long time. Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No..." The little secretary blushed.

Yang Chen was a bit exasperated; this guy was quite good at flirting.

"When we acquire this company, would you be willing to work for me?"

"This..." The little secretary was just an employee and didn’t dare get involved in such matters, glanced at Zhou Yi, and said nothing.

Zhou Yi pointed at Zhao Feiyang angrily, "If this guy can acquire Zhou’s Wine Industry, I’ll livestream myself eating shit!"

"Pfft!" Zhao Feiyang burst into laughter, "You’ve got some taste, but I don’t have the interest to watch!"

Zhou Yi ground his teeth in anger.

At this moment, there was a noise from downstairs, "Brothers, hit them hard later, the medical bills are on Zhou Yi, don’t hold back!"

"So fast!" Zhou Yi was pleased, because during the call earlier, they had said they were nearby and didn’t expect them to arrive so swiftly.

He immediately stood up to welcome them.

A group of people had already come in.

The leader entered and immediately shouted, "Zhou Yi, how do you want to handle this?"

"Beat them to a pulp!" Zhou Yi shouted, as if releasing all his pent-up anger.

"Okay!" The newcomer took a drag of his cigarette, pretentiously flicked it away, and smirked, "I’m gonna beat them till even their mom won’t recognize them!"

Yang Chen coldly stared at the newcomer, "Chen Xiaolong, who are you gonna beat till even their mom won’t recognize them?"