The villa courtyard already had a large round table set up, laden with a variety of dishes. Two bottles of Maotai and a bottle of foreign liquor were also present. It was clear that Liu Mingde, the nouveau riche, was genuinely sincere about discussing cooperation with Wan Yunting.
"Wow, Manager Liu is generous, preparing so many dishes just for me," Wan Yunting said as he approached. He looked at the spread of food and picked up a bottle of Maotai, chuckling, "You've got the Maotai Black Label, Manager Liu. This bottle must be worth fifty to sixty thousand, right?"
Liu Mingde, with his bulging belly and large strides, walked over, his face slick with fat, and a hint of arrogance crept into his voice. He smiled and said, "It seems Vice Chairman Wan knows his liquor."
Wan Yunting put down the bottle, smiled, and replied, "I've drunk a bit too much, I know a thing or two."
Liu Mingde smirked at this, thinking to himself, "What a braggart."
"Manager Liu, I won't stand on ceremony then."
Wan Yunting casually sat down, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and without regard for Liu Mingde's increasingly grim expression, he grabbed an abalone and popped it into his mouth. Because the abalone was large, his mouth was full. Wan Yunting, speaking with a mouthful of food, laughed, "Manager Liu knows how to eat. This steamed abalone is truly excellent. Manager Liu, Brother Fu, don't just stand there; please sit down and join me."
...Wan Yunting's audacious move to take charge completely stunned Liu Mingde and Chen Fu. Their expressions grew even grimmer. The woman beside them pulled out a chair for Liu Mingde to sit.
Wan Yunting then picked up the bottle of Maotai Black Label, opened it directly, poured himself a glass, and downed it in one go. He let out a satisfied sigh and smiled, "Good liquor, Manager Liu. It seems tonight was worth my while."
"Heh heh."
Liu Mingde's oily face twitched. He watched the young man eat and drink, a dish and a glass of wine at a time, and was seething with anger.
He didn't begrudge the bottle of Maotai Black Label; rather, he was displeased by the young man's presumptuous, arrogant, and uninhibited attitude. How could the already arrogant Liu Mingde tolerate this?
"Manager Liu, please eat. Such fine dishes and good wine shouldn't go to waste."
Seeing Liu Mingde sitting aside with a dark expression, Wan Yunting secretly chuckled. He knew that Liu Mingde inviting him here tonight was certainly not for a friendly discussion about drug price increases.
Therefore, Wan Yunting decided to be direct and make his stance clear.
As expected, Liu Mingde lost his patience and said coldly, "Vice Chairman Wan, please eat more. Perhaps you won't be able to eat like this in the future!"
Wan Yunting's chopsticks paused mid-air. He looked up at Liu Mingde, smiled, and continued to pick up food, eat, and then drink another glass of wine before placing his chopsticks on the table. He wiped his mouth and, looking at the woman standing beside him, Wan Yunting suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her forcefully...
"Ah..."
The woman cried out in surprise and sat directly on Wan Yunting's lap. He wrapped an arm around her waist and grinned mischievously, "Hearing what Manager Liu said, I suppose I should have a good time then."
Immediately, the two middle-aged men by the swimming pool, along with a group of their subordinates, rushed over, shouting loudly, "Kid, are you f**king looking for death? How dare you touch Manager Liu's woman..."
Liu Mingde, sitting opposite, his oily face now completely grim, glared fiercely at Wan Yunting. He hadn't expected this young man to be so brazen, and a murderous intent began to stir within him.
"Heh heh."
Wan Yunting then pushed the woman away with a laugh, his eyes filled with disdain. The woman's face flushed with anger, and she glared at Wan Yunting furiously, but seeing that Liu Mingde hadn't spoken, she naturally dared not say anything.
"Kid, aren't you going too far?"
Liu Mingde suppressed his anger, his eyes fixed on Wan Yunting, and said coldly.
Wan Yunting continued to pick up his chopsticks, eating the dishes and sneering, "Compared to Manager Liu's ways of exploiting the common people and amassing wealth, what is this of mine?"
"So, you're not planning to cooperate?" Liu Mingde asked with a dark expression, speaking coldly.
"Cooperate?"
Wan Yunting looked up at him with contempt, put down his chopsticks, picked up another bottle of foreign liquor, and chuckled lightly, "Manager Liu, you are truly naive. How could I cooperate with a scoundrel like you..."
*Bang!*
At this, Liu Mingde could no longer contain his rage. He slammed the table and stood up. Chen Fu, the two middle-aged men, and over a dozen subordinates immediately surrounded Wan Yunting. Liu Mingde's eyes bulged, his face contorted with fury, and he pointed at Wan Yunting, yelling, "Kid, you ungrateful bastard, playing games with me, Liu Mingde. Believe it or not, I'll make sure you don't walk out of this door!"
"Heh heh..."
Wan Yunting's lips curved into a light chuckle. He leaned back arrogantly in his chair, tilting his head back and staring directly at Liu Mingde. He gestured to the people around him and said with a smile, "Manager Liu, I really don't believe you. These few people can't stop me. Brother Fu, you should know this very well."
Chen Fu, standing beside them, his face ashen, grunted, "Kid, I know you're not simple, which is why I've called for backup."
Indeed, the very next second, the gate of the courtyard opened, and a crowd of people of all sorts poured in, numbering over a hundred. Each of them held clubs or knives, and they filled the entire courtyard with their menacing aura.
"Whoa."
Wan Yunting's expression remained fearless, and he said with arrogant laughter, "It seems Manager Liu and Brother Fu were well prepared."
Liu Mingde's eyes narrowed. "Kid, I'll give you one last chance. If you cooperate, I'll give you fifty thousand yuan in profit-sharing every month. If you don't cooperate, then hmph, I've already dug a pit in the backyard. That's where you'll be buried!"
"Heh heh..."
Liu Mingde's words made Wan Yunting laugh. He opened the foreign liquor, poured a glass, and downed it in one gulp, baring his teeth and grinning, "Fifty thousand a month, isn't that too early?"
Liu Mingde's face was fierce. "Kid, this is no time for you to haggle. You either agree now, or my brothers will drag you to the backyard and bury you."
"Never mind."
Wan Yunting suddenly stood up and said with a smile, "The food was good, and the wine was drunk. I won't toy with you any longer, Manager Liu. Since your people are all here, it's time for me to get some exercise..."
Liu Mingde's expression stiffened. He watched Wan Yunting stretch his arms and legs, completely taken aback by the young man's move.
Although Chen Fu had told him that this young man could smash a coffee table with a single palm strike and was not to be trifled with, Liu Mingde believed that with over a hundred men, this young man would surely comply. To his surprise, the guy actually felt invigorated. This infuriated Liu Mingde, who yelled at the men around him, "What are you waiting for? Kill him!"
Instantly, the subordinates by his side let out a roar and rushed towards Wan Yunting, brandishing their clubs and knives...
The very next second, Wan Yunting's eyes became sharp as a blade. His entire demeanor changed. Facing the first subordinate who charged at him, he raised his leg and delivered a kick to the chest, sending the subordinate flying backward, knocking down a line of other subordinates...
*Bang...*
*Ah...*
For a moment, the sound of screams filled the air. Wan Yunting snatched a steel pipe and unleashed a flurry of ferocious moves, beating the subordinates into yelps of pain.
Chen Fu and the two middle-aged men shielded Liu Mingde and retreated towards the villa's entrance steps. They watched as Wan Yunting, alone against over a hundred attackers, fought like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain. With the steel pipe in his hands, he fought with grand sweeping blows, preventing the subordinates from getting close or even scratching him. Liu Mingde was utterly shocked, his heart filled with awe.
*Clang... Clang... Clang...*
The sounds of steel pipes colliding with each other, accompanied by continuous screams, echoed throughout the courtyard...
Although Wan Yunting didn't deliver lethal blows, his strikes were not light. The steel pipe repeatedly hit the arms or thighs of the young subordinates, knocking them all to the ground, clutching their broken limbs and wailing in agony...
"This... this guy is too good at fighting...?"
The two middle-aged men beside Liu Mingde witnessed Wan Yunting's unparalleled prowess. Surrounded and attacked by a mob of subordinates, he fought with such ferocity that the attackers had no power to fight back. Liu Mingde and Chen Fu stood frozen, their mouths agape.
It was only now that they finally understood why Wan Yunting had appeared so confident and arrogant in front of them earlier...