Hearing Shen Lang's words, Liu Dongyang trembled with rage.
He had already tried his best to imagine Shen Lang's shamelessness, but at this moment, he realized that this scoundrel's shamelessness was like a black hole, with no end in sight.
He stared intently at Shen Lang, utterly unable to comprehend which godforsaken creator had brought forth such a peculiar individual.
"Brother Ce, this idiot is glaring at me again."
Seeing Liu Dongyang's eyes fixed on him, Shen Lang directly called out to Yang Ce, "Deal with him for me."
"You..."
Faced with such an eccentric person, not only Liu Dongyang was speechless, but even his subordinate property management staff were dumbfounded.
They were usually considered villains themselves. For owners who didn't obediently pay property management fees, they would at best cut off water and electricity, and at worst, throw dead rats into their homes. Within days, they would obediently pay up.
However, at this moment, facing Shen Lang, who was borrowing the might of a tiger, they had no recourse.
After all, this was the adoptive brother of Yang Ce, the King of Nanling.
"Mr. Shen, please don't get agitated. If you're not satisfied with the compensation, we can discuss it further."
Liu Dongyang glanced at Yang Ce, who stood beside him with a grim expression. The sweat that had just been wiped from his forehead began to bead again. He forced a smile at Shen Lang and said,
"Add another five hundred thousand."
Shen Lang placed a hand on Liu Dongyang's shoulder and smiled, "No problem, right?"
"No... no problem... of course, no problem."
With Yang Ce backing Shen Lang, Liu Dongyang dared not have any objections and repeatedly smiled obsequiously.
"Very good—"
Hearing this, Shen Lang gave Liu Dongyang a commendable smile. "Since there's no problem, I'll give you half an hour. Send the check to my door as soon as possible."
"Okay..."
Liu Dongyang's face turned ashen, as if he had swallowed a dead fly. After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a word.
With that, Liu Dongyang, followed by his subordinates, left.
"Slow—"
Just as Liu Dongyang had taken seven or eight steps, Shen Lang's voice rang out again.
Hearing this, Liu Dongyang instinctively shivered, turned back to look at Shen Lang, his expression like a mourning widow. "Mr. Shen... is there anything else?"
"Uh... actually, it's nothing much... I just wanted to ask if what you just said about waiving my property management fees for ten years is true?"
Shen Lang widened his eyes, looking genuinely curious.
Damn it, didn't you say you never intended to pay property fees?
Liu Dongyang had no idea what wicked scheme Shen Lang was brewing, but remembering what he had just said, and with Yang Ce listening nearby, he could only brace himself and admit, "Yes, Mr. Shen, it's true."
"Oh, then I'm relieved."
Hearing this, Shen Lang's smile became exceptionally radiant. He extended his hand, "Give me the money."
"What?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Liu Dongyang and his property management staff were once again bewildered. Even Yang Ce, standing by, was stunned.
What was this scoundrel up to now?
"Mr. Shen... you... what is this?"
Liu Dongyang felt that he was on the verge of collapse if he continued to bicker with this shameless scoundrel, Shen Lang.
Shen Lang smiled leisurely and said, "You just said you wanted to waive my property management fees for ten years, meaning you won't collect them from me for a decade, right?"
Liu Dongyang had no idea what ulterior motive this shameless scoundrel Shen Lang had, but he could only nod reluctantly and say, "Yes... yes."
"Then it's very clear."
Shen Lang said, "I said I, Shen, never intended to pay property fees, and you said you would waive them for ten years. This means you've somehow collected ten years of property fees from me without reason, so you should return the ten years' worth of fees to me. This way, it's not inflation. Let's say thirty thousand a year, that's three hundred thousand for ten years. Any objections?"
"What?"
As soon as this was said, Liu Dongyang gritted his teeth.
Yang Ce and the others also froze in place, not because they didn't know what to say, but because they were utterly speechless at this peculiar individual.
"Okay... okay."
Liu Dongyang wanted to refuse, but he was afraid this scoundrel would cause more trouble. His heart couldn't take it anymore, and he finally nodded in agreement. However, this money would not be paid by him or the company. They would simply invent a reason and eventually pass it on to other owners.
Having said that, Liu Dongyang, fearing that Shen Lang would catch him again, fled the scene with his employees as if escaping for their lives.
"Brother Ce, why are you just standing there? Come inside."
After Liu Dongyang left, Shen Lang's attention shifted to Yang Ce. He walked over, clapped Yang Ce on the shoulder, and said with a hint of accusation, "We're brothers, don't be so formal. Treat this place like your own home."
This is my home in the first place...
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Yang Ce's face twitched with anger.
However, out of fear of the golden needles in Shen Lang's possession, Yang Ce ultimately suppressed his inner rage.
But before Yang Ce could speak, Shen Lang had already dragged him into the villa.
Upon entering, Shen Lang directly introduced Yang Ce's identity to Yu Xiao and Yu Fei, "Yu Xiao, Yu Fei, this is Yang Ce. He's here."
"You didn't believe this villa was compensation from his subordinate for burning down your house. Now he's here, you can ask him for verification."
"This..."
Yu Xiao and Yu Fei were stunned.
They never expected that Shen Lang would actually summon Yang Ce because of their words.
Especially Yu Xiao, who had seen Yang Ce when she was tied up at the White Horse Club. The person in front of them was Yang Ce himself, no doubt about it. She really couldn't understand how Shen Lang had managed to get Yang Ce to compensate them with a villa and even come to prove it in person.
Who was Yang Ce? He was the notorious King of Nanling. When had he ever been so accommodating?
"Miss Yu, there was some misunderstanding before. My subordinate offended you. I sincerely apologize here."
Yang Ce stepped forward, taking out a red booklet and a green booklet and handing them to Yu Xiao. "This is the property deed and the certificate of real estate ownership for this villa. The homeowner and the owner are both listed under your name. This is my compensation for my subordinate burning down your house. Please accept it."
"This..."
Seeing this, Yu Xiao's face lost all trace of joy. Instead, her expression changed in fear, and she instinctively took two steps back.
It was understandable, let alone for Yu Xiao, a mere ordinary student. Anyone else facing Yang Ce's apology and compensation would likely be frightened.
Seeing this, Shen Lang took the property deed and certificate of real estate ownership handed over by Yang Ce. After confirming there were no issues, he impatiently said to Yang Ce, "Alright, your task is complete. You can leave now..."
"Your great-uncle—"
Seeing Shen Lang's demeanor change so quickly, from enthusiastic just moments ago to distant now, Yang Ce was taken aback.
However, before he could speak, Shen Lang had already pushed him out the door.
*Bang—*
The next second, Shen Lang directly slammed the villa door shut.
Looking at the tightly closed door, Yang Ce outside felt a sharp pain in his liver.