Alright, they've made it clear they don't want to communicate, and there's nothing Xiao Ming can do about it.
In this day and age, if you don't bully others, it doesn't mean they won't bully you. Only when you show your fists are they willing to reason with you.
Shaking his head, Xiao Ming said to He Jianfeng, "Call her man or her dad, have them come here immediately. I don't want to gain a reputation for bullying women."
Upon hearing this, the girl's temper exploded, and she cursed, "Who the fuck do you think you are to demand that I call someone?"
Xiao Ming looked at her indifferently, "Are you sure you won't call? I warn you, a slap on the face can be very painful."
The girl's expression faltered, and she took two steps back, "You... you dare hit someone?"
"Do you need me to prove it right now?"
Xiao Ming feigned moving forward, and the girl screamed in fright, turning around and slipping into her car.
A glint of cunning success flashed in He Jianfeng's eyes, but his voice was worried, "Mr. Xiao, you were impulsive! Although that girl has a bad temper, she is the god-daughter of Qian Weijun, the boss of Longding Real Estate. You..."
"Longding Real Estate? That name sounds vaguely familiar."
It took a moment for Xiao Ming to recall the image of a certain lackey, and he laughed, "Oh, it's him. I almost forgot. This trip was really worth it; otherwise, I might have gained a reputation for talking big."
He Jianfeng was startled, thinking, what's going on? From the way this guy talks, he doesn't seem to take Qian Weijun seriously at all. Isn't that a bit too arrogant?
Even if you have a good relationship with Mr. Shen and are a major shareholder of the Qianshan Group, you are still a newcomer in the business world. Longding Real Estate is an established enterprise in Longyin, not as big as Qianshan, but still not smaller than you, right?
The young people nowadays truly don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. I'll wait to see how you look after taking a big loss, to see if you can still be so arrogant.
As he was disdainfully criticizing internally, he suddenly heard Xiao Ming ask, "How much is the monthly profit for this store?"
"Not bad," He Jianfeng puffed out his beer belly with pride and said, "The brand marketing has been good these past two years. The public thinks it's high-end, many buy cars. Busy situations like today are almost the norm.
After all costs are counted, we make about two to three million a month, nothing compared to big bosses like you, Mr. Xiao."
Xiao Ming nodded, then asked, "What if you shut down for a month? How much would you lose?"
He Jianfeng was taken aback, not understanding his point. Before he could answer thoughtfully, his phone suddenly rang. He took it out and saw it was his older brother Wang Xianqing, and hurriedly excused himself before stepping aside to answer the call.
"Old He, what is this nonsense?" Wang Xianqing began by questioning, "Jun said he referred Mr. Xiao to your place, and you left him hanging for over half an hour. What's the situation?"
"Aiyo! Jun really shouldn't have troubled you with such a trivial matter," He Jianfeng said nonchalantly, "Right now, the goddaughter of Qian Weijun from Longding Real Estate is here ordering Mid-Autumn Festival prizes for the company's outstanding employees, and she wanted the same item that Mr. Xiao with the surname Xiao wanted.
I thought he was just a young man who hung out with Jun, so I didn't pay attention. I'll just pay for a meal for Jun to treat him, talk it over, and..."
"Cut the crap!"
Wang Xianqing suddenly cursed, "Didn't Jun tell you who Mr. Xiao is?"
"He did, but so what if he's a shareholder of Qianshan Group? What's so great about that?"
He Jianfeng was annoyed by the scolding and his tone grew emotional.
Wang Xianqing caught on to his attitude and sneered coldly, "You've only had a few peaceful years and your eyes have shot to the top of your head. You don't even regard Qianshan Group as worth mentioning.
Fine, you're tough! From now on, don't say you're my brother out there, because I don't have as hard a head as you and I want to live a few more years."
"Qing bro, what the hell do you mean?" He Jianfeng complained discontentedly. "Even if I'm gonna die, you've gotta let a brother die with some clarity!"
"Fine! I'll let you die with clarity."
Wang Xianqing said, "Know Shen Siyi? Was just like Jun before, a good-for-nothing playboy. But look, in just over a month, his brother went to jail, his dad was hospitalized and retired, and Qianshan Group has a new owner.
And there's Dabang, with Cao Zhining inciting the slum residents to create a disturbance. In the end, he shot himself in the foot and became the laughing stock of Longyin's business circles.
Do you know who's behind all this?
In front of Xiao Ming, Qian Weijun is nothing but hot air!"
He Jianfeng's face changed color. "Big brother, you can't be saying it was all that Xiao guy's doing, right? How old is he? With no money, no power, no background, he managed to pull off such badass moves?"
"You think everyone's as trash as you? Judging people like a lowlife. Anyway, even Zhou Jicang's daughter calls him 'Uncle,' so think what you want, if you're so smart.
That's it, let's just pretend we never knew each other."
"No, no, brother! Real bro! I was wrong, I was blind to the true gem right in front of me. For the sake of our many years of brotherhood, you have to help me!"
Finally, He Jianfeng panicked, hurriedly recounting to Wang Xianqing what Xiao Ming had asked him about monthly profits and the possibility of closing shop.
"Brother, my small business can't survive a month without opening. People will die."𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
Wang Xianqing fell silent for a moment, then angrily said, "He Jianfeng, you better tell me the truth, you better have done nothing but keep him waiting for half an hour, what else did you do?"
After hesitating for a moment, He Jianfeng still spilled the beans about how Qian Weijun brought his daughter in front of Xiao Ming, hoping to profit from the dispute.
Wang Xianqing was furious, wished he could transmit through the phone waves and beat the crap out of his old pal.
"You son of a bitch, playing such low-level tricks in front of a master who's had Longyin's two big bosses dancing to his tune since he entered the scene, are you itching for a quick death?"
"I... I didn't know!"
"You motherfucker, you promised Jun that you'd conduct business with honesty, didn't you?
I can't help you with this, you better go and apologize yourself."
As soon as Wang Xianqing's voice fell, all that was left on the phone was the busy tone. He Jianfeng called out twice, his face turning pale.
It was only at this very moment that he realized some people don't need a deep background—at the mere swing of their hands, someone like him could be wiped out in an instant, without even the right to resist.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he was just thinking about how to apologize properly when he saw two cars turn into the parking lot.
Leading them was a black Mercedes-Benz S, followed by a van, heading straight for the showroom entrance.
Just then, the girl got out of her sports car, stood at the rear of the car looking aloof and arrogant, her eyes filled with murderous intent as she watched Xiao Ming.
The two cars stopped in front of her, and the side door of the van was pulled open first – a dozen or so sturdy-built, dark-skinned men with white dust on their clothes, obviously construction workers, hurried out.
Then, a not-so-tall middle-aged man got out of the back of the Mercedes-Benz S.
"Godfather!" The girl's eyes reddened immediately, she rushed into the man's arms, looking aggrieved, and pointed at Xiao Ming, scolding, "It's that bastard who wanted to hit me, you have to avenge me!"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and turned his head slowly, "Oh? Let me see which little brat has come out of the woodwork, thinking he's brave enough to bully my girl... *cough cough cough cough*..."