"Impossible, my third brother wouldn't hit someone over a trivial matter!"
Wan Dongming was anxious, he didn't believe Guo Zeng's one-sided story; there must be other reasons!
"Are you implying that I offended your third brother first!" Shen Junjie's eyes turned sinister as he coldly stared at Wan Dongming.
"Young Master Shen, I..."
"Shut up!"
Wang Anrong interrupted Wan Dongming, his face ashen. He berated him like he was made of steel, "I don't care what the reason is, the fact is your third brother broke Young Master Shen's arm. He should apologize and make amends to Young Master Shen!"
He was so angry he could have sworn. He had originally intended to use Wan Dongming, hoping to connect with the wealthiest man, Kang Hongwen, through Wan Yunting. But now, because of this incident, Shen Ziqiang refused to lend him money. How could Wang Anrong not vent his frustration on Wan Dongming?
This time, he needed to borrow five hundred million from Ziqiang Financial Group because the Wang Group was facing a cash flow crisis. If he couldn't get this money, the company could very well face a major liquidity breakdown!
"Contact your third brother immediately and bring him here!" Wang Anrong roared.
Wan Dongming frowned, shaking his head, "His phone is unreachable. I don't know where he is."
"You scoundrel, are you trying to take the blame for this?"
Wang Anrong's face was filled with rage as he pointed at Wan Dongming and berated him fiercely.
"Fine."
Shen Junjie smirked, "As the saying goes, 'a son pays for his father's debts.' Since your parents are gone, you, as his second elder brother, should apologize to me for this matter!"
Wan Dongming frowned and looked coldly at Shen Junjie.
Wang Anrong smiled, "Young Master Shen, how do you want him to apologize?"
"It's simple!"
Shen Junjie pointed at the floor, "First, kowtow to me three times, say 'Grandpa Shen, I was wrong,' and then break one of your arms!"
"This..."
Wang Anrong was stunned. He turned to look at Wan Dongming beside him, his face gloomy and trembling with anger.
Although he looked down on this son-in-law, he was still his son-in-law after all.
"Mr. Wang, as long as he apologizes to my son, I'll sign the five hundred million loan agreement right now."
Shen Ziqiang glanced at Wang Anrong, "Otherwise, you can find someone else to borrow from! But let me tell you upfront, if I, Shen Ziqiang, say the word, all financial investment companies in Huadu will show me respect. So, you better think carefully."
"No, no, Mr. Shen, let's discuss this..."
"Discuss what? Make him kneel and apologize now!"
Shen Junjie stood up, grabbed the teapot from the coffee table, and smashed it to the ground. Wang Anrong's eyes widened. His beloved teapot, worth over a hundred thousand, was gone.
"Wan Dongming, hurry up and apologize to Young Master Shen." Wang Anrong turned and yelled angrily at Wan Dongming.
Compared to the five hundred million loan he needed, what was this useless son-in-law?
Facing his father-in-law's roar, Wan Dongming's eyes widened. He suppressed the anger in his heart. Knowing this spoiled young man's notorious character outside, he was certain it wasn't his third brother's fault!
"Not going to kneel and apologize, huh? Fine."
Seeing Wan Dongming's unresponsiveness, Shen Junjie became furious and shouted at his two subordinates, "Grab him, put his hands here, and I'll break both his arms! Double repayment!"
"What are you doing, let me go..."
Wan Dongming struggled, but how could he escape the grasp of two burly bodyguards? His hands were immediately held down and placed flat on Wang Anrong's large tea table.
As soon as Shen Junjie saw the golf clubs in the activity area, he immediately went to grab one. Wang Anrong was about to stop him when Shen Junjie raised the club with his left hand and violently swung it down towards Wan Dongming's right hand.
Ah!
With a scream, Wan Dongming's right hand, fingers spread, then clenched into a fist again. The intense pain made him grit his teeth, and his eyes glared ferociously at Shen Junjie, shouting, "My third brother is not wrong!"
"Damn it, it's not broken..."
Seeing Wan Dongming's defiance, Shen Junjie was furious. Seeing that he hadn't broken it with one blow, he raised the club again and hit down hard. This scene made Wang Anrong frown. He watched Wan Dongming cry out in pain, but he still shouted, "My third brother is not wrong..."
This made him feel helpless. Even if he wasn't wrong, what did it matter? Offending the Shen father and son made anyone wrong...
Crack!
With a bone-breaking sound, Wan Dongming's right arm was broken and hung limply.
"Haha, Wan Dongming, you're getting what you deserve today."
The happiest person was Zeng Guo. Seeing Shen Junjie swinging the golf club again at Wan Dongming's left hand made him secretly gloat.
Finally, Wan Dongming's arms were broken and he was cruelly thrown to the ground. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he still muttered, "My third brother is not wrong..."
This scene made Wang Anrong and his secretary unable to bear watching. Shen Junjie, seeing Wan Dongming still repeating that sentence, was annoyed and swung the club fiercely at his head. Wan Dongming's head tilted, and he was knocked unconscious.
"Dongming..."
This time, Wang Anrong became nervous, "Young Master Shen, that's enough. He is my son-in-law, after all. Can you give me, Wang, some face?"
"Pah, what is he?"
Shen Junjie threw down the golf club, his face full of disdain.
Shen Ziqiang stood up and said to Wang Anrong, "Mr. Wang, call someone to my company this afternoon to sign the contract. Junjie, let's go."
Saying that, Shen Junjie spat on Wan Dongming's face on the ground before swaggering out with Shen Ziqiang.
"Mr. Wang, I'll escort Mr. Shen and the others out." Zeng Guo also followed them out...
Leaving Wang Anrong standing in place, looking at Wan Dongming on the ground, his face was grim. Finally, he helplessly asked his secretary to call someone to take him to the hospital for treatment...
Meanwhile, Wan Yunting was driving on the highway with Jin Xiuwen, completely unaware that his second brother, Wan Dongming, had gotten into trouble.
"Are we there yet?"
Jin Xiuwen, dozing in the passenger seat, woke up. Wan Yunting checked his phone's navigation. "Still a hundred kilometers to go."
"Alright, I'll sleep a bit more."
Saying that, the guy lay down and continued sleeping...
Xu Wen County, downstairs in a newly built residential complex, was a small supermarket called Lele.
"Husband, I'm going to pick up Xiaoxiao from school."
A woman wearing a floral dress, with a virtuous appearance, clearly a woman who took care of the household, was Feng Lean's wife.
"Okay, and buy some groceries on the way back."
Feng Lean, who was arranging cigarettes on the counter at the front desk, nodded and watched his wife ride away on her electric bike.
Immediately after, a young man in a blue designer suit, with his face covered in bandages and gauze, walked in, followed by two tall men. This immediately caught Feng Lean's attention. He felt that the man with the plastered face looked somewhat familiar.
"Feng Lean, you don't recognize me?"
Ma Xin pointed at his face, "It's me, Ma Xin."
"Ma Xin!"
Feng Lean, who instantly remembered who it was, his expression changed slightly, "Why are you here?"
"Heh heh, what are you so nervous about?"
Ma Xin looked at the box of lollipops on the counter, picked one up, unwrapped it, and put it in his mouth, "I'm here on business. As an old classmate, I decided to drop by and see you."
Feng Lean frowned, looking at Ma Xin's slovenly appearance, "Sorry, I don't know you well."
Ma Xin took the lollipop out of his mouth, a slight smile on his lips, "You and Young Master Chen might not be familiar with me, but you're familiar with Wan Yunting and the others!"
Feng Lean's expression was startled, and his heart tightened. He looked at Ma Xin and instantly understood the reason for his sudden appearance...