The middle-aged man, however, completely ignored the panicked Gui Shou, and instead glanced at Song Wenting, "Bring him to see me."
"Yes, adoptive father!" Song Wenting nodded respectfully.
The middle-aged man paid no further attention to the people present and walked out of the private room.
Before Song Wenting left the private room, she saw the terrified Gui Shou and a disdainful smirk curved her lips.
Seeing that the middle-aged man and Song Wenting had both left, Gui Shou finally covered his face and got up from the ground with a gloomy expression.
"Gui Shou, you don't even look at the situation. The match is over, and that kid has clearly become the boss's man. You still dare to act so arrogant, aren't you disregarding the boss? Who else would the boss hit if not you?!" Old Lang said helplessly.
Gui Shou rubbed his face, looking displeased, "Damn it, does that mean I'm not going to get revenge?"
"Forget about that idea. With that kid's strength, you might not be able to beat him even with ten people," Old Lang patted Gui Shou's shoulder.
Gui Shou glared at Chen Fan in the fighting arena through the glass, his eyes filled with anger.
Chen Fan not only made him lose face but also caused his painstakingly trained fighter to lose the match. How could he swallow this humiliation?
"Kid, you just wait for me. Don't let me find an opportunity, or I'll definitely kill you!" Gui Shou glared fiercely at Chen Fan.
At this moment, Song Wenting had already reached the periphery of the fighting arena.
Seeing Chen Fan walk out from inside, Song Wenting stepped forward, "Congratulations, Dr. Chen, on winning this match."
"Our transaction should end here," Chen Fan said calmly.
Chen Fan felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart towards these people who treated human lives as child's play.
A smile appeared on Song Wenting's distant and aloof face, "Why is Dr. Chen in such a hurry? My adoptive father wants to see you. Why not decide after meeting him?"
"I'm not interested in your adoptive father," Chen Fan refused directly, wanting to leave as soon as possible.
"Dr. Chen, how can you refuse an invitation from a beautiful woman?" Song Wenting walked up to Chen Fan and gently tapped his chest with a slender finger.
Then she leaned closer to Chen Fan and whispered, "I just heard that you offended Gui Shou, the underworld boss of Sucheng, for a bunny girl. Although you managed to escape unscathed, that bunny girl might not be so lucky. Gui Shou is famously perverted."
A faint fragrance wafted towards him, but Chen Fan did not feel any pleasure. Instead, he frowned slightly and asked, "Are you threatening me?"
Song Wenting said playfully, "Dr. Chen can think so."
Chen Fan took a deep breath, "Lead the way."
A smile reappeared on Song Wenting's usually distant face, "It would have been better if Dr. Chen had agreed so readily earlier."
Saying that, Song Wenting turned around and walked towards the office in her high heels.
Chen Fan could only choose to follow behind Song Wenting.
A moment later, they arrived at the office. Sitting on the sofa in the office was a middle-aged man wearing a white mask.
Although the middle-aged man had not said a word, Chen Fan could feel the hostility radiating from him.
Chen Fan also noticed that there was a file about him on the table in front of the middle-aged man.
When he defeated Sang Biao, he had looked up at the room above and seen this middle-aged man sitting in the center of everyone.
However, Chen Fan was curious why the middle-aged man in front of him was wearing a mask.
"Sit down," the middle-aged man said, his voice somewhat hoarse and devoid of warmth.
But Song Wenting, who was standing beside Chen Fan, was startled because her adoptive father had never had the habit of letting others sit in front of him. Even she had to stand when meeting him.
Chen Fan did not stand on ceremony, naturally unaware of the middle-aged man's previous habits, and sat on the sofa opposite him.
"Where did you learn your martial arts?" the middle-aged man asked.
"I learned it myself."
"You learned it yourself? Then you truly are a martial arts prodigy," the middle-aged man seemed somewhat surprised.
Chen Fan asked, "Tell me, why did you call me here?"
"You don't know why I'm looking for you?"
"No," Chen Fan shook his head.
The middle-aged man glanced at Song Wenting.
"Adoptive father, he's someone I found temporarily. I didn't tell him anything else," Song Wenting quickly explained.
The middle-aged man's gaze returned to Chen Fan, "Are you interested in staying by my side and working for me?"
Chen Fan immediately refused, "Not interested."
Song Wenting's face showed displeasure, "Chen Fan, watch your words! It's an honor to be by my adoptive father's side, and you dare to refuse!"
"Honor? Being with someone without humanity only makes me feel disgusted," Chen Fan replied coldly.
"How dare you!" Song Wenting reprimanded coldly.
After all, no one had dared to speak to her adoptive father like this before, and Chen Fan was simply courting death!
However, what happened next made Song Wenting's expression falter.
The middle-aged man interrupted Song Wenting and took out a check from his pocket, placing it on the table.
His tone remained unchanged as he said, "Since you're not interested in working for me, here is a check for one hundred million as a reward for winning this match. Take it and go."
Song Wenting was stunned. If it were before, anyone who dared to speak to her adoptive father like this would have been chopped into pieces and fed to dogs, and she would never have allowed Chen Fan to live this long! And she even gave Chen Fan a huge sum of one hundred million!
This was too abnormal.
If Song Wenting didn't know her adoptive father very well, she would have wondered if the middle-aged man behind the mask was truly her adoptive father.
Chen Fan was also somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected the prize for this match to be so generous, with a bonus of one hundred million.
He glanced at the check on the table. It was tempting, but Chen Fan did not take it. Instead, he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "The reason I participated in this match was due to the transaction with Boss Song. Moreover, I would feel very uncomfortable spending money earned with other people's lives, so I will not take this money."
"Goodbye!"
Saying that, Chen Fan stood up and was about to leave.
Seeing Chen Fan about to leave, the middle-aged man called out to him, "Wait a moment."
Chen Fan stopped, "Is there anything else?"
The middle-aged man looked at Chen Fan with deep eyes. After a moment, he said, "No, you can go."
Chen Fan didn't think much of it and turned to leave the office.
"Adoptive father, this brat was so disrespectful to you. Should I find someone to teach him a lesson?" Song Wenting asked respectfully after Chen Fan left.
The middle-aged man glanced at Song Wenting, "Don't try to guess my intentions. This is your final warning."
Song Wenting immediately said nervously, "Xiao Ting would not dare."
The middle-aged man said again, "Send someone to keep an eye on Chen Fan. Report to me immediately if anything happens. No one must know about this matter."
Upon hearing this, Song Wenting was surprised, but she dared not ask further and could only nod in response, "Yes, adoptive father. I will send someone to watch him secretly."