Deng Yihan exposed Song Qiao's identity, causing a sensation.
No one had expected that the troublemaker before them possessed such a formidable background and status.
Needless to say, they were all stunned.
The most dramatic reaction undoubtedly came from Han Qingchuan.
He had repeatedly mocked Song Qiao as a "penniless nobody" and intended to use the Aston Martin to humiliate him.
However, it turned out the Aston Martin truly belonged to Song Qiao.
And despite his belief that Song Qiao was poor, he failed to realize that Song Qiao held over fifty billion US dollars in capital.
Not to mention his ability to leverage even more funds.
In contrast, their Contemporary Motors Group's capital was not as substantial, as most of it was tied up in production assets.
Moreover, he was merely a second-generation heir, with very little capital at his direct disposal.
Of course, this was when compared to a first-generation magnate like Song Qiao, not to ordinary people.
Thus, the gap between Han Qingchuan and Song Qiao was truly immeasurable.
However, he was unwilling to admit this.
At this moment, many people present also paid little attention to his thoughts.
Take Wei Feng and Chen Chen, for example, they were also utterly shocked.
"My God, Boss is this amazing!" Wei Feng exclaimed, forgetting to wipe his drool.
"Yeah, I knew he was rich, but I never imagined he was *this* rich!" Chen Chen also chimed in, sounding as if in a dream.
Chu Rong trembled all over, collapsing to the ground, muttering only, "It's over, it's really over."
Initially, he was still contemplating how to shift the blame and make others share some responsibility. But now he knew he had directly confronted Song Qiao and spoken disrespectfully; he would be lucky to escape with just a part of his skin.
As for the security guards, they were also in shock.
Of course, it wasn't as if they were overly worried.
They had previously feared being penalized for failing to do their jobs properly, perhaps having their wages and bonuses docked. But unexpectedly, a bad situation had turned into a good one.
If they had shown excessive force and injured Song Qiao and his subordinates, they might have faced punishment themselves.
The vast crowd of onlookers reacted even more enthusiastically.
It was only then that someone finally recognized Song Qiao.
They searched their phones and finally found a news article.
It featured Song Qiao.
Although the photo wasn't very clear, it was recognizable as him.
"I can't believe a mega-tycoon was right beside us!"
"He's a truly wealthy man."
"Of course, the way he handled the operation for the Ye family showed just how immense his financial strength is."
"So, this Aston Martin really is his? He lent the car to the Deng family. Heh, it's the other way around now!"
"..."
Of course, some also brought up the previous conflict between Song Qiao and Han Qingchuan.
"Alas, I never expected this 'bangzi' to be so shameless, flaunting someone else's car to deceive people."
"Indeed, but he didn't realize the imposter met the real deal! Haha, and the most crucial part is, both the imposter and the real deal were dealt with by the rightful owner."
"I'm truly ashamed; I actually fell for this 'bangzi's' words and didn't recognize true eminence!"
"That's right, I was wondering why Song Qiao was so resolute, refusing to bow or apologize. If it were me, I would do the same! This 'bangzi' is too despicable, acting so wild on Chinese soil!"
"..."
Soon, the attention shifted to Han Qingchuan, and everyone regarded him with immense disdain and disgust.
Some people even spat towards the Koreans.
"I will never buy a Contemporary car again."
"Right, Koreans are no good; we should boycott their products too!"
Then followed another wave of condemnation.
"This little 'bangzi' is truly shameless."
"Look, this is the true face of a 'bangzi'; they act all virtuous on the surface, but are full of malice underneath!"
It could be said that from this moment on, people's negative impression of Koreans reached its peak.
Consequently, various Korean industries were also subjected to the "hating the house and everything in it" sentiment.
Listening to the various discussions in the crowd, Deng Yihan frowned.
She looked at the agitated crowd and then at Han Qingchuan, her mind racing.
Facing the crowd's accusations, Han Qingchuan was equally shocked.
Since arriving in China, he had been showered with adoration, getting whatever he desired, with even beautiful women proactively throwing themselves at him, expressing admiration for his country and himself. But he never expected this incident to shatter his gilded image.
However, he had no intention of admitting defeat.
"Hmph, no matter what, this De Lu Group cannot do without Contemporary Motors."
"In that case, I am still superior."
"Unless headquarters recalls me."
"But I am the legitimate son, the future heir of the group."
"It's all too easy to cause trouble for De Lu Group, Chinese automotive companies, or even other industries."
"Therefore, no matter how they act, they wouldn't dare do anything to me!"
Having figured this out, he calmed his emotions, got up from the ground, tidied his clothes, wiped the blood from his face, and used his fingers to comb his disheveled hair.
However, his twitching cheek betrayed him, reminding him how badly he had been beaten.
Furthermore, the injuries on his face could not be wiped away; the blood had already dried on his face.
He looked as pathetic as could be.
But he paid no mind to these details and remained defiant.
Ignoring the common folk around him, he turned to Deng Yihan.
"Miss Deng, I was assaulted on your De Lu Motors' territory and sustained such severe injuries. As partners, you must be held responsible. Furthermore, your Deng family must provide an explanation to the Korean headquarters and offer compensation."
Deng Yihan looked at Han Qingchuan as if he were an idiot, or perhaps a mischievous child, her expression a mixture of helplessness and amusement.
"Oh, you want compensation? What kind of compensation do you want?"
"This can be discussed later, and the compensation must satisfy me, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?"
"I'm stating it clearly today: if this matter is not resolved to my satisfaction, our cooperation with your De Lu will be immediately canceled, as the foundation for cooperation is gone!"
Having said this, Han Qingchuan looked at Deng Yihan with an air of self-satisfaction.
He had the confidence.
This was because De Lu Motors' components were all supplied by Contemporary.
He believed that if De Lu wanted to survive, let alone thrive and gain entry into the Chinese market, it would have to rely heavily on Contemporary Motors; otherwise, it would be unable to move forward.
Therefore, he was now immensely confident and arrogant in his demeanor.
He wasn't afraid that Deng Yihan would refuse.
Deng Yihan took a few steps forward, reaching Han Qingchuan's side, a charming smile gracing her lips. "I didn't hear clearly, please say it again."
Han Qingchuan became smug. "I said, I want you to give me an explanation. I want you to use your connections to severely punish this guy, otherwise I..."
He pointed at Song Qiao and said sternly.
However, he stopped halfway through his sentence.
Because Deng Yihan had already raised her hand and slapped him across the face.
"Slap!" Han Qingchuan's face gained another fresh wound.
"Who do you think you are, daring to order me around and tell me to punish a friend of the Deng family?"