Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 216 - 0214 I want him dead!

Chapter 216: 0214 I want him dead!

The Longjia Group’s business collaboration with Shangguan Peng created quite an impact in Zhongshan City, predominantly within the business community, of course.

Ordinary people might not recognize the name Shangguan Peng, but to the big shots in Zhongshan’s business circles, that name resonated like a thunderclap. The fact that a young woman connected with such a business titan gained her much admiration; after all, there were very few in Zhongshan City who could achieve such a feat.

Several corporations on par with Longjia began to feel anxious, fearing that as Longjia expanded, their own interests would diminish.

Each company with its own concerns started to discuss countermeasures against the growing might of Longjia.

Especially the Daiwa Corporation, a foreign-owned enterprise directed by an island nation, had planned to make the first move against Longjia. However, before they could put their plans into action, Longjia had already boarded a significant ship, suddenly disrupting Daiwa Corporation’s strategy.

The power behind Daiwa Corporation, Sato Tsuru, invited the board of Rongda Group for a meeting.

In a private club.

Sitting on the sofa, Sato Tsuru admired the fish swimming in the aquarium, glancing at his watch from time to time — the meeting was less than ten minutes away.

Before long, several figures walked in.

They stood across from Sato Tsuru.

"Mr. Sato?"

"Mr. Ruan, Mr. Wang!"

Sato Tsuru greeted, gesturing for Ruan Guotao and Wang Chenghu to take a seat.

"I’ll get straight to the point today. I wish to form an alliance with your esteemed group," Sato Tsuru said straightforwardly.

Ruan Guotao and Wang Chenghu exchanged glances. As the second brother, Ruan Guotao spoke up, "Daiwa Corporation is a foreign enterprise attracted to Zhongshan City with unbeatable policies and capital. I wonder why Mr. Sato has chosen Rongda?"

Ruan Guotao and his companion had already guessed Sato Tsuru’s intentions before they arrived, but in hopes of gaining more benefits, they pretended to be unaware.

"Hehe, there’s an old Chinese saying: ’Honest people don’t play underhanded games.’ Daiwa Corporation wants to grow in Zhongshan City, but we can’t stand firmly on our own; hence we need an ally. Together, we could develop and even share resources, thus achieving mutual benefit for both parties," Sato Tsuru said evenly.

"I’m curious about what attracted you to Rongda, Mr. Sato. I would like to know your criteria for choosing an ally," Ruan Guotao continued to inquire.

"As far as I am aware, Rongda’s former chairman has a grudge against Longjia, and Daiwa Corporation’s target is also Longjia. A common enemy makes us friends—do you think that’s sufficient?" Sato Tsuru remarked.

Ruan Guotao was momentarily taken aback, then burst into laughter, "It seems we do have a foundation for cooperation. Since Mr. Sato has set his sights on Rongda, let’s discuss the details of our partnership."

Ruan Guotao and Sato Tsuru discussed many aspects of cooperation, and after a long while, they finally left the club.

Settling into the car, Wang Chenghu asked, "Do you think this islander is trying to use us?"

Ruan Guotao glanced at Wang Chenghu, surprised at his newfound insight, and said, "We don’t need to concern ourselves with his motives. As long as we can crush Longjia, it’s not about who uses whom. Besides, we’re not afraid of being used—we too can make use of them as long as it benefits us."

"Moreover, we have gained an additional strategist—even though he’s a dog that has lost his home, I believe he will give his all to guard against these islanders," Ruan Guotao said with a smile.

Wang Chenghu nodded in agreement, having no doubt in the person’s capabilities. Since the second brother had thought things through, his support was all that was needed.

A new alliance was forming against Longjia, and the calm of Zhongshan City began to brew the stillness before a tempest.

...

Wang Zifeng had made a fool of himself, and it was a colossal embarrassment!

The circle was filled with concealed laughter at his expense, scoffing at a man who had his woman snatched from his bed—a scandal that became the talk of the town among the young masters before and after meals.

Wang Zifeng, a playboy who enjoyed new brides night after night, now stumbled, truly embodying the old saying: "Frequent walks by the river will eventually get your shoes wet."

Being gossiped about was something Wang Zifeng could tolerate, but he couldn’t bear rumors questioning his prowess in bed or suggesting he had a recording fetish—suddenly, many women steered clear of him, fearing they’d become the leading lady in Wang Zifeng’s recordings.

Aside from those who’d lie in bed for money, not a single woman could be charmed into his bed with sweet words anymore, and Wang Zifeng’s irritation could only be described as a torrential downpour.

It was all Ye Qiu’s fault, that damned guy!

If it hadn’t been for Ye Qiu, his reputation wouldn’t have spread so far, causing women to flee the mere mention of his name.

If it hadn’t been for Ye Qiu, he wouldn’t be rumored to have peculiar bedroom habits.

Behind all this trouble was Ye Qiu; Wang Zifeng truly hated him to the bone.

These past few days, he had been devising ways to ascertain Ye Qiu’s identity and consider how to exact revenge.

He wanted to punish that man severely—neither tearing him to pieces nor slicing him a thousand times seemed enough to quench the fire in Wang Zifeng’s heart.

Before long, Wang Zifeng learned some information about Ye Qiu.

When he discovered that Ye Qiu was a bodyguard, he was surprised; no wonder that day when he kicked open the bedroom door, even his own charge was effortlessly repelled by Ye Qiu—he was a martial arts expert.

In dealing with such an expert, Wang Zifeng had his own ideas.

To confront an expert, one must hire an expert. Moreover, there’s a saying: "Two fists can’t defeat four hands." He refused to believe that he couldn’t take down Ye Qiu with several experts at the same time.

Wang Zifeng began contacting a martial arts expert—his father had said this person was a martial arts community member, highly skilled and ruthlessly efficient, with no small reputation, and few dared to provoke him.

To Wang Zifeng, the notion of a martial artist seemed contemptible at first—what era was it to still have martial artists? However, when he saw this person singlehandedly take down his father’s bodyguard in two seconds, he realized what a true expert was capable of.

Surely, with that person’s skills, handling Ye Qiu should be more than sufficient. For an ordinary bodyguard, hiring this expert might be overkill, but at the end of the day, Wang Zifeng preferred to be more certain.

It didn’t take half a day for a figure in green to stand before Wang Zifeng.

"Whom do you wish to deal with?" the man in green asked.

"Ye Qiu, a bodyguard," Wang Zifeng responded.

"Okay, does your father know about this?" the man in green nodded, not refusing.

"He doesn’t know, don’t worry, I’ll give you more money. As long as you don’t tell my father, you will receive a substantial sum," Wang Zifeng said slowly.

The man in green nodded and then raised his gaze, "What are your requirements—dead or alive? Crippled or intact?"

Wang Zifeng fell silent for a moment, his eyes gleaming coldly as he spoke, "I want him dead, dead in front of me."

"Leave it to me. I’ll bring him to you in three days," the man in green didn’t utter another word, turned around, and quickly vanished from Wang Zifeng’s sight.

"Ye Qiu, you’re as good as dead this time. I’ll make you realize the price of crossing me, haha..."

In the empty room, Wang Zifeng’s laughter echoed, sounding somewhat terrifying.

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