At this moment, in the eyes of many, Song Qiao was practically a devil.
And he stood there now, nonchalant.
A faint smile played on his lips, and he idly tossed a car key from hand to hand.
Many were bewildered. What did he mean by this? It was just a car key; why was he taking it out now?
Wei Feng blinked, then thought for a moment and seemed to understand.
"This key, could it be..." Chen Chen didn't finish, but his implication was clear.
Wei Feng nodded. "It's probably what you're thinking!"
Then, Song Qiao said with utmost calm, "Damn it, you actually used my car to pick up girls, and not just any girl, but my girl. If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know the severity of this matter."
"Today, I'll let you know that this is China, not your Joseon. China is not a place where you can do as you please."
The crowd present suddenly realized that it was the same key Han Qingchuan had taken out to flaunt earlier.
Song Qiao had taken it directly from Han Qingchuan's hand.
They looked at the unharmed, completely relaxed Song Qiao, and then at Han Qingchuan, whose face was swollen like a pig's head and his face was bloody and mangled, and felt that he was finished.
Even without considering the powerful background of Contemporary Motors, its partner, De Lu Motors, was already an extraordinary entity.
De Lu Motors was founded by the Deng family in Nanyang.
The Deng family was a powerful conglomerate that dominated the Nanyang nations.
They held deep influence in various Nanyang countries.
And now, the Deng family was investing in China, their influence growing stronger in the country.
In many places within China, from high levels to local areas, they had a say.
And this young man before them dared to challenge these two behemoths single-handedly.
The onlookers looked at Song Qiao with pity.
For no other reason than that they believed he was too audacious, and his downfall was only a matter of time.
Perhaps even a peaceful death would be a luxury.
However, the young man they didn't favor was still speaking grandly.
"To not teach your son is a father's fault. Today, I will mildly discipline you, to teach you the ways of life in place of your father."
Han Qingchuan got up and faced Song Qiao, his eyes wide with venom.
He could naturally hear the implication in Song Qiao's words, which clearly positioned himself as a senior, taking advantage of him.
He gritted his teeth and said, "You're finished! No matter how skilled you are, you dare to treat me like this, you're dead! Even if you're skilled, how many can you fight? Even if you have connections..."
"Slap!"
Song Qiao landed another fierce slap. "What does that have to do with you?"
Han Qingchuan was knocked to the ground again, losing several more teeth in the process.
At the same time, he was completely unfazed by the other's threats.
Just then, a middle-aged man rushed over.
He was the main person in charge of this auto show, Chu Rong.
This Chu Rong appeared sharp and capable, his face covered in sweat.
He was clearly in a frenzy.
"What's going on? Ah, Mr. Han..." Chu Rong exclaimed upon entering and seeing Han Qingchuan on the ground, his face full of alarm.
He tried to approach but was blocked by Song Qiao.
As soon as Han Qingchuan saw Chu Rong, he immediately perked up.
He pointed at Chu Rong and reprimanded him loudly, "How did you manage this? Security is so poor that you let this kind of person in to cause trouble? If this exhibition is ruined, you won't have a job either."
Chu Rong was also somewhat confused, not yet understanding the full picture. He had only heard reports that the Vice President of Joseon had been beaten.
Upon hearing this, he became agitated. This was a major incident.
If things went wrong, he might even lose his position.
Indeed, upon arriving, the situation had escalated to a point where it was almost beyond repair.
Han Qingchuan continued, "This person stole my car keys! And beat me like this, quickly call for help and arrest him!"
Chu Rong looked at Han Qingchuan, then at Song Qiao and the car key in his hand, and largely believed him.
After all, their side was the Vice President of Joseon. No matter what, he was a person of noble status and wouldn't speak without reason.
Therefore, Chu Rong immediately said to Song Qiao, "You beat someone like this and stole car keys? Security, quickly call security!"
Song Qiao ignored him, instead looking askance at Han Qingchuan and saying, "Heh, a Joseoner is a Joseoner, not a single word of truth, you lie without even blinking!"
Chu Rong felt his face flush. This guy was incredibly arrogant, completely disregarding him.
Hmph, very good, I'll show you my prowess right now!
He pointed at Song Qiao and spoke directly, "Shut up, you must apologize today! No, a simple apology would be letting you off too easily."
"You publicly assaulted someone, robbed, and held someone hostage. This is a crime, a blatant disruption of public order, and a damage to international relations!"
"You must pay the price for your actions today! Therefore, surrender yourself."
After speaking, he slightly retreated under the protection of several security guards to avoid being taken hostage himself.
"Security, where is security? Hurry up and get them here, catch him, don't let him escape!" Chu Rong urged loudly.
His subordinates were already using walkie-talkies to summon reinforcements.
"Team one, Team three, proceed immediately to the main exhibition hall. Urgent situation!"
Soon, dozens of fully armed security guards gathered.
They wore matching dark uniforms, anti-stab vests, some carrying long rubber batons, some carrying riot shields, and others carrying steel forks.
These were essential tools for handling sudden public emergencies.
At this moment, they surrounded Song Qiao, Gao Meng, and Han Qingchuan.
Onlookers were advised to leave, retreating a considerable distance.
Many chose to leave, but more decided to stay, eager to know the outcome of the incident.
Gao Meng chose to stand with Song Qiao.
Chen Chen and Wei Feng also stayed.
"You're really playing with fire this time!" Gao Meng said to Song Qiao, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Chen Chen and Wei Feng also found Song Qiao impressive.
After all, they understood the entire sequence of events.
Although they were still a little confused about Song Qiao's act of taking the car key, they still chose to believe him.
He wasn't someone who would cause trouble without reason.
Song Qiao looked at the three who stood by him and was very satisfied.
Good, it wasn't a waste for him to bring them along.
Xu Chong was good, recommending two capable subordinates to him.
Of course, he was unaware that these two were already planning to leave after this incident.
Turning his head, Song Qiao looked at Chu Rong, whose face was filled with anxiety and indignation, and Han Qingchuan, with his pig-like head, and gave a cold smile.
The heavily injured Park Xu had already been carried away for medical treatment.
He looked at Chu Rong and said slowly, "You are the person in charge here, aren't you? I advise you, before taking any action, investigate thoroughly, then decide how to speak to me, and what to do!"
Seeing Song Qiao's fearless demeanor, Chu Rong couldn't help but feel a twinge of doubt. Could there really be something to this?
Or perhaps, this person's identity was truly not simple?
If that were the case, he couldn't act rashly and would have to investigate first, to avoid making a mistake.
Han Qingchuan, seeing Chu Rong waver, grew anxious, fearing his inaction.
He endured the pain, his lips pursed, and shouted angrily, "Quickly call someone to save me! What are you waiting for? This guy has no background, otherwise, he would have revealed it long ago!"
Chu Rong once again cast his gaze towards the four people within the cordon, scrutinizing them carefully. They indeed appeared ordinary.