Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 487: Let me let you listen to something good.

Chapter 487: Chapter 487: Let me let you listen to something good.

At this moment, the entire top floor was deathly silent.

After Ding Liang came out of the elevator, he went straight to the President’s office.

He took out the key, opened the door, entered the password to unlock the safe, got hold of the White Jade Frost secret recipe, took photos, and everything was just that simple.

So simple that even Ding Liang himself found it incredibly smooth, almost unbelievably so!

However, Ding Liang didn’t ponder it too much. All he could think about was to hurriedly exchange the secret recipe for his 20 million reward from Han Chengye!

The thought of soon having 20 million in cash, leaving this wretched place to enjoy a carefree life, sent waves of excitement through Ding Liang’s heart.

He put the secret recipe back in its place and closed the safe once again.

Having done all this, Ding Liang was about to stand up and leave.

But then, something else occurred to him. He went to the bookshelf and dismantled the pinhole camera he had set up earlier.

With that done, once Han Jingting discovered the secret recipe was stolen, there would be no evidence to pin the blame on him.

Ten minutes later, under the resentful gazes of the security guards, Ding Liang strutted out of the company building.

Back in his car, Ding Liang immediately called Han Yaru.

"I’ve got the secret recipe. Hurry up and get my money ready!"

Half an hour later, Ding Liang drove to the old Han Family house.

"Our great hero has returned! Come in, come in quickly!"

Upon seeing Ding Liang, Han Chengye greeted him with a broad smile.

"Our hero, come, please have some tea!"

Han Yaru even personally handed him a cup of tea with both hands.

Ding Liang nonchalantly sat down in the seat of honor, took the tea, and started drinking.

He really enjoyed this feeling of being flattered and fawned over.

"Ding Liang, where’s the White Jade Frost’s secret recipe? Hurry and show it to us to feast our eyes," Han Yaru urged.

Ding Liang said with an arrogant face, "What’s the rush? Where’s my money? Is it all ready?"

Han Chengye laughed smugly, "Don’t worry. We always keep our promises. The money we agreed on won’t be a penny short!"

Han Chengye clapped his hands, and two burly men walked in, each carrying a large suitcase.

The suitcases were opened, and inside, neat stacks of hundred-yuan bills were laid out.

Seeing the cash, a red gleam shone in Ding Liang’s eyes from his excitement.

Twenty million in the bank was merely a string of numbers, but seeing it in cash, right in front of him, had an impressive visual impact!

Seeing Ding Liang’s greedy expression, Han Chengye’s mouth curled into an amused smile.

"Alright, I’ve prepared the money. Isn’t it time for you to show us the recipe?"

Ding Liang then sent the photos he had taken directly to Han Yaru’s phone.

Looking at the clear photo of the White Jade Frost’s secret recipe on the phone, both Han Chengye and Han Yaru shared a glance of immense excitement.

With this secret recipe, they would be able to win Zhou Zhengyang’s favor; with the Zhou Family’s help in Qiantang, they could even transform the Han Corporation into a super company worth billions!

The thought of this made their blood boil with excitement.

Ding Liang put away his phone, "Well, I’ve given you the secret recipe. If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving."

After Ding Liang finished speaking, he pushed the two suitcases of cash, attempting to leave, but was stopped by several burly men.

The expression on Ding Liang’s face darkened, "Han Chengye, what is this supposed to mean?"

Han Chengye sneered, "You can leave, but the money stays."

Ding Liang was so angry he was jumping up and down, "Han Chengye, you fuckin’ dare to play me!"

Han Yaru covered her mouth and snickered, "You still have the face to blame President Han for playing you, huh? You should blame yourself for being too greedy!"

Han Chengye’s face was filled with scorn, "Just for doing this little job, you have the guts to ask for twenty million from me? You and your aunt are just the same, truly insatiable!"

Ding Liang was boiling with rage but still suppressed the fury in his heart, compromising, "Asking you for twenty million before, maybe it was indeed a bit much."

"How about this, we stick to the price you quoted before, ten million, that should be okay now, right?"

Han Chengye was speechless for a moment, "Okay my ass! I think not only are you greedy, but your brain also isn’t working well."

"I’ve got the stuff now, do you think you still have the right to negotiate terms with me?"

"Get the fuck out of my sight, you moron, I don’t want to see you for a second!"

Han Chengye shooed him away as if swatting a fly, gesturing dismissively at Ding Liang.

Ding Liang totally lost it, "Han Chengye, you bastard! You dare not pay up, believe it or not, I’ll go tell my sister about you stealing the secret recipe right now!"

Han Chengye snickered coldly, his expression growing dark and menacing.

"Stealing a secret recipe? You must be mistaken, the one who’s been stealing the secret recipe isn’t me, is it?"

Han Yaru also had a teasing smile, "I really don’t get it, Han Jingting is such a sharp woman, how could she have such a dumb little brother."

"Come on, let me let you listen to something nice."

As she spoke, Han Yaru took out her phone and pressed the play button on the recording function.

Ding Liang’s voice came out, "I’ve already got the recipe, hurry up and get the money ready for me!"

Han Yaru’s face was full of triumph, "How about that, do you think the police will believe you stole the recipe if they hear this recording, or us?"

Struck as if by lightning, Ding Liang realized he had been calculated by Han Yaru and the rest from the start!

"Fuck you all, you actually dared to trick me, I’ll kill you fuckers!!"

Ding Liang was beyond furious, swinging his fists and charging at Han Chengye and Han Yaru.

Unfortunately, before he got close, several burly men already rushed up, kicking Ding Liang to the ground.

Then, countless punches and kicks fell on Ding Liang like a torrential storm.

Ding Liang, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, could only crouch and try to shield his head.

Before long, Ding Liang couldn’t take it anymore, "Stop hitting me, I know I was wrong, I don’t want the money anymore!"

Despite his pleas for mercy, those burly men showed no intention of stopping, the punches and kicks continuing to rain down on Ding Liang.

Ding Liang was in excruciating pain, crawling all the way to Han Chengye’s feet, hugging his legs and begging for mercy: "President Han, stop, please, I truly know I was wrong, I beg you to forgive me!"

Looking down at Ding Liang at his feet, Han Chengye wore a look of disdain, "Should’ve just said so earlier, right? Clearly no backbone, yet you dare to pose as a tough guy in front of me, isn’t that asking for trouble?"

"Still want the money?"

Ding Liang hurriedly shook his head, "No, I don’t! I wouldn’t dare ask for it again!"

"And the matter of stealing the secret formula, you’re not going to spread that around, are you?"

Ding Liang shook his head again, "I won’t! I promise it will definitely be mentioned!"

At that moment, Ding Liang was as subservient as a groveling dog.

Han Chengye patted Ding Liang’s face, a cold sneer on his lips, "Better be, otherwise, if you’re caught for stealing business secrets, you’re really going to jail!"

"Get lost!"

"Thank you, President Han, thank you so much!"

With that, Ding Liang scrambled up, rolling and crawling away, running out of the Han Family’s place like a dog who had lost its home.