Chapter 287 The Malice of Wanyang Martial Arts Hall
Feng Jie paused, looking at Long Ziming's belligerent demeanor, she felt a bit uncertain. Could this fellow be someone important?
However, she sized Long Ziming up. This guy was holding a rag, acting as a handyman. How could he know the director of the Martial Alliance Security Department?
"Alright, you wait. I'll call Director Nie right away! You're finished, and your entire Xuanji Hall is finished!"
Feng Jie said, already taking out her phone and dialing a number.
Didn't every martial arts hall have some safety hazards? If they found a little fault, they could shut you down!
"Xiao Feng, what's up? Don't call me if it's nothing important, I'm very busy."
The call was quickly connected, a hoarse voice mixed with a hint of impatience.
Feng Jie smiled ingratiatingly, "Director Nie, I wouldn't bother you if it wasn't for our business. I was selling fire extinguishers, and some brat from a hall not only refused to buy them but beat me up!"
"Something like that happened?"
Director Nie showed a hint of anger.
"Beating me is one thing, but he also said you, Director Nie, are nothing, and told you to get over here quickly. Please don't let this guy off the hook, you must shut down this hall." Feng Jie gritted her teeth.
Director Nie was instantly furious.
Ever since he became the director of the Martial Alliance, who dared to tell him to scram?
Just as he was about to unleash his anger, a thought struck him.
Someone this arrogant must have some backing. Could it be the hall that Alliance Leader Long had mentioned?
He took a breath and asked, "Xiao Feng, what's the name of that hall?"
"It's..."
Feng Jie scratched her head. She really couldn't remember the name. She walked outside, glanced at the plaque, and said disdainfully into the phone, "It's Xuanji Hall."
"Xuanji Hall?"
Nie Xiaohua leaped up as if he had been electrocuted, his hand holding the phone trembling.
"Yes, it's Xuanji Hall. It's just a newly established, rundown martial arts hall."
Feng Jie's eyes gleamed with greed, and she flattered, "Director Nie, if you come, they will all be obedient and hand over the fire safety fees. If we don't extort two million from them this time, we won't stop!"
"Extort your head, it's Xuanji Hall!"
Nie Xiaohua emphasized the words "Xuanji Hall" with great force, as strong as his urge to kill Feng Jie.
"Xuanji Hall?" Feng Jie frowned.
"Didn't I tell you before? Even if you're promoting fire extinguishers at Wanyang Martial Arts Hall, you shouldn't go to Xuanji Hall. Alliance Leader Long has already given instructions to give Xuanji Hall a green light. Anyone who dares to cause trouble for Xuanji Hall will face his wrath."
"Also, Alliance Leader Long's son is currently at Xuanji Hall, intending to join Xuanji Hall. The person who said that must be Young Master Long!"
Nie Xiaohua roared, "Did you eat all the instructions I gave you?"
"Ah?"
Feng Jie was struck by lightning.
She had completely ignored the instructions given earlier, but now she had unknowingly sold fire extinguishers to Xuanji Hall.
More importantly, she had tried to proposition Alliance Leader Long's son.
Gulp!
Feng Jie swallowed, then mechanically turned her head to look at Long Ziming, her lips trembling, "Young Master... Young Master Long, I... I..."
After stammering for a long time, Feng Jie couldn't form a complete sentence.
"It seems you know my identity now. Weren't you trying to proposition me just now? Weren't you going to sell a pair of trash? Why aren't you arrogant anymore?" Long Ziming snorted coldly.
"I don't dare anymore, I really don't dare anymore. I'll serve you well..."
Feng Jie cried heartbrokenly and suddenly hugged Long Ziming's leg.
However, she was kicked away by Long Ziming. She might have been an attractive woman, but Feng Jie was too repulsive to look at.
"Now, immediately move this trash away, and give me five million as compensation, otherwise, I'll make sure you regret it." Long Ziming said imperiously.
"I'll do it right away!"
Feng Jie threw out these words, then turned and shouted at the stunned Xiao Hu, "What are you still standing there for? Can't you see Young Master Long has spoken? Hurry up and move it!"
It was the first time Xiao Hu had seen Feng Jie get rejected while trying to sell fire extinguishers. He nodded vigorously and quickly said, "Sister Feng, I'll move it now."
Feng Jie also joined in moving the boxes of fire extinguishers.
Soon, the ten boxes of fire extinguishers were loaded onto the van, and the entrance was cleared.
Then, Feng Jie took out a check for five million and respectfully held it out to Long Ziming, her face showing a trace of heartache, "Young Master Long, this is a five million check."
"Get lost!"
Long Ziming took the five million check and cursed.
Feng Jie, relieved, turned to flee.
"Wait!"
At this moment, Chen Xuan waved his hand.
"Do you have any other instructions?"
Feng Jie's body stiffened, she turned to look at Chen Xuan and said sheepishly.
Although she didn't know Chen Xuan's identity, even Long Ziming was very respectful to him, so she could imagine that this person must have an extraordinary background.
"Did Wanyang Martial Arts Hall send you?" Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow.
Feng Jie froze, then her gaze sharpened. It seemed she had thought of something, and she immediately cursed loudly, "Damn it, Wanyang Martial Arts Hall actually dared to trick me! I'm going to destroy Wanyang Martial Arts Hall!"
Chen Xuan's expression became slightly serious, "Oh? What happened?"
Feng Jie quickly said, "This morning, the owner of Wanyang Martial Arts Hall sent a message, telling me that Xuanji Hall was about to open, and said it was a newly opened martial arts hall where I could make a fortune. That's why I came here, otherwise, I wouldn't have known about Xuanji Hall at all."
Chen Xuan's face suddenly turned cold.
It seemed this matter was indeed orchestrated by Wanyang Martial Arts Hall.
"Alright, you can leave now!" Chen Xuan waved his hand.
Feng Jie hurriedly took her people and left, jumping straight into the car.
"Sister Feng, where are we going?" Xiao Hu asked in a low voice.
"To that damned Wanyang Martial Arts Hall!" Feng Jie said sternly.
"Damn it, Wanyang Martial Arts Hall dared to trick me! If they don't buy five million, no, ten million worth of fire extinguishers, I'm not done with them!" Feng Jie's face was ferocious, her voice resounding.
Afterward, the young man drove the van straight to Wanyang Martial Arts Hall.
The matter had been resolved, and everyone had left.
"Mr. Chen, how was my performance just now? Does it fit your temperament? Are you going to take me as your disciple now?"
The previously arrogant and overbearing Long Ziming stood in front of Chen Xuan, like a primary school student seeking praise, grinning obsequiously.
He looked at Chen Xuan with anticipation.
Chen Xuan's lips twitched.
Fit his temperament?
He felt that Long Ziming's personality was somewhat similar to that of the little demoness Wei Linlin.
People like this tend to cause trouble, and it's best to avoid them.
"The time is not right yet. You continue to help out at Xuanji Hall. When the time comes, I will tell you." Chen Xuan said in a deep voice.
"But..."
Long Ziming was a little unhappy, but he took a breath, hid all his unhappiness, and gritted his teeth, "I understand, Mr. Chen. You are tempering me. Don't worry, I will definitely withstand the test."
After speaking, Long Ziming picked up the rag and went inside.
Chen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Chen, I heard someone tried to force us at Xuanji Hall?"
Hei Hu walked over and asked, his eyes occasionally sweeping around.
"The matter has already been resolved." Chen Xuan said calmly.
Hei Hu glanced at Long Ziming and chuckled, "Mr. Chen, this mascot, is it still useful?"