Rural Carefree Little Immortal Doctor
Chapter 83: Miss He Wants to Give It a Try?

Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Miss He Wants to Give It a Try?

"I’m that famous, huh?"

Chen Ziyang laughed heartily.

He Yuxin stubbed out her cigarette and waved to the female manager, "Take them out first!"

"But, President He..."

"It’s fine, I’ll handle it."

He Yuxin confidently interrupted the female manager’s worries.

Soon, the room was left with just Chen Ziyang and her.

He Yuxin stood up, grabbed a bottle that was half full of western liquor, poured a full glass, and finally placed it in front of Chen Ziyang.

"How could I not know you with your recent splendor in Northern County?"

He Yuxin’s voice was very crisp, revealing little emotional fluctuation, "First, you sent Zhou Haibo to the ICU, caught Finance Street’s Xue Laosan, even Azure Dragon fell into your hands, and then you took over the company."

Chen Ziyang was taken aback as well.

This girl, so well-informed.

Though what she mentioned wasn’t a secret, getting it all figured out in such a short time wasn’t easy.

He Yuxin then poured herself another glass and raised it.

"Nice to meet you, my name is He Yuxin, and this Night Charm, it’s my club," she declared, then downed her drink in one go, decisively!

The strong liquor flushed her cheeks, and she stared at the glass in front of Chen Ziyang.

"What’s the matter, Mr. Chen? Afraid of getting drunk?"

Unmoved by He Yuxin’s provocative tactic, Chen Ziyang said, "I, for one, like to talk business first."

"Business? Okay."

He Yuxin was clearly displeased, but she didn’t erupt. Instead, she sat atop the marble table, less than a meter away from Chen Ziyang, "How would you like to talk?"

"About returning the money, what else?"

Chen Ziyang scoffed, "My family’s waiting on that money to buy rice!"

He Yuxin raised an eyebrow, "What makes you think you can get back the money that Azure Dragon couldn’t recover in three years?"

"Because the company is mine now."

Chen Ziyang shrugged, "I’m not Azure Dragon; he’s soft, I’m tough."

He Yuxin’s eyes instinctively darted to Chen Ziyang’s crotch.

When she saw the tent almost tearing through the fabric, her face reddened even more.

The white rose on her dress seemed to bloom even more beautifully.

"Ha, how tough are you?" she scoffed disdainfully.

Chen Ziyang said, "Miss He, would you like to try it out?"

He Yuxin’s face turned stone cold in an instant.

Unfazed, Chen Ziyang continued, "Return the money, and I might just satisfy your curiosity, Miss He."

"Chen Ziyang, you think too highly of yourself, don’t you?"

He Yuxin immediately turned hostile, her eyes glaring at Chen Ziyang, "Do you think you have the capital to joke like that with me, He Yuxin?"

In the entire Northern County, He Yuxin was well-known.

Partly because her beauty was indeed exceptional.

Especially her tough demeanor, which always incited a desire to conquer.

But this rose had thorns!

She had a fiery temper that ignited easily.

Plus, backed by her connections, there weren’t many men who dared to flirt openly in front of her in Alcohol Street.

Chen Ziyang was the first.

"I’m not joking."

In the face of He Yuxin’s fury, Chen Ziyang remained composed: "Return the money, and I’ll help pave the way for you, fair deal! After all, Miss He’s beauty and figure are to my liking."

He Yuxin stood up abruptly.

Her movements were decisive as she grabbed the liquor bottle.

Smash!

The bottle shattered on the tabletop, and He Yuxin held the jagged remnant to Chen Ziyang’s neck.

Her eyes reddened, and her voice dropped to a chill.

"Second Jin snapped his own two fingers off. I respected his manhood enough to settle his debt with two hundred thousand,"

He Yuxin gritted her teeth, "People need to know their limits! Otherwise, sometimes you might not even know how you died!"

"Don’t think that just because you dealt with Azure Dragon, you can disregard Alcohol Street! You can ask Second Jin what kind of person He Yuxin is in Northern County!"

The broken glass had pierced into Chen Ziyang’s flesh, yet He Yuxin continued to press harder.

"Mr. Chen, now tell me again, do I still owe you money?"

Watching He Yuxin’s fierce demeanor, Chen Ziyang didn’t feel tense; instead, he laughed.

"You do, one million seven hundred twenty thousand."