Liu Chan, who was hiding outside eavesdropping, covered her eyes.
Her pretty face flushed red, but it was filled with a smile.
Big Brother Yang was really too bad.
Inside the CEO's office, the man lazing around and acting tough could no longer hold back and began to shout.
"Who the hell are you? Do you believe I can have you chopped to pieces in a minute?"
Smack!
Yang Fei delivered a heavy slap.
This guy spun around twice in place and fell to the floor with a thud.
Yang Fei's eyes, coldly watching the other people.
"This matter doesn't concern you, but you happened to be here at the wrong time."
"Too bad for you, unlucky. Take off your clothes!"
A guy quickly pulled out a cellphone.
But before he could make an emergency call, Yang Fei snatched the cellphone from his hand.
Immediately after, Yang Fei's open-handed slap caught him on the face.
The guy spun twice in place and collapsed, dizzy and disoriented.
Yang Fei at this moment was like a lunatic, eyes staring blankly, gaze fierce.
He said indifferently, "To tell you the truth, my wife was slept with, and the little business I did went completely belly up."
"I owe over ten million in high-interest debt, coming to Yalan this time I made up my mind. If they didn't pay back the money, I would jump off the building and be done with it all."
"You guys messed with me, too bad for you, take off your clothes, don't force me to kill someone."
At the mention of killing, the four men in the office trembled all over in fear.
Dammit, today we seemed to have encountered a madman.
The courageous fear the shameless, the shameless fear the dead.
This guy could not only act shamelessly, but he was also not afraid to die.
And it seemed like his mind wasn't quite clear.
Dammit, such a man was simply unbeatable in this world.
Four men all wore faces of mourning, stupidly staring at Yang Fei.
Then they heard Yang Fei's sinister laugh.
"You won't take off your clothes? Then don't bother."
"So I won't have to throw you out of here. Dying so ugly, it would spoil the city's appearance."
With that, he swiftly pulled open the large window.
The cold wind suddenly poured in, chilly and biting.
Throw us out from here?
Dammit, this is the 38th floor! If we're really thrown down, we'd be absolutely shattered to pieces.
All four men were scared to the point of wetting themselves.
Yang Fei didn't delay at all, charging towards them with big strides.
He grabbed the most cowardly suited man with one hand and lifted him high.
At this, everyone broke, scrambling and rolling towards the door in an attempt to escape.
As for the suited man being held high by Yang Fei, he was so terrified his soul shattered.
He flailed his arms wildly in the air, wailing like a ghost, "Spare me, spare my life."
As the three men were about to charge out of the office, a fruit knife shot from Yang Fei's hand.
Thunk!
The fruit knife was embedded in the door, its sound resounding like tearing silk, with the handle violently quivering.
Yang Fei, standing behind the three men, his voice extremely fierce.
"I already don't bloody care about living, whoever disobeys, I'll kill them."
He bellowed, "Get back here!"
The three men, as if hearing a royal decree, tumbled and scrambled back in.
By now, all three guys were certain.
The man before them was truly not sane.
And his actions, very dangerous.
Yang Fei threw the man in his hands to the ground.
"Are you taking them off or not? Don't ruin my mood for filming."
"If I don't feel like playing anymore, heh heh..."
He let out a string of hysterical laughter.
This neurotic cold laughter scared the four men out of their wits.
They began to strip off their clothes in a frantic panic.
The man in the suit, who had been squinting the whole time, seemed to be rather crafty.
He knew that having his nude photos in the hands of this madman would bring endless trouble.
After taking off his coat, the man in the suit noticed that Yang Fei's expression was no longer as fierce.
He edged closer to Yang Fei, speaking with extreme earnestness.
"Brother, I can tell you're a good person at heart. We're all pushed to desperation by this bastard's money."
"How about this, brother, I might be poor, but I'm still better off than you."
"Keep this check, and if you ever need money, just let your brother know."
As he spoke, he took out a checkbook and wrote Yang Fei a check for exactly one million.
Yang Fei stared blankly at the man in the suit.
"For me? But why would you give me money for no reason?"
Even though he said this, Yang Fei still took the check from the man in the suit.
Seeing that his money had an effect, the man in the suit was suddenly overjoyed.
"I knew it, brother, you're a man of honor. I like making friends more than anything else."
"From now on we're good brothers. This little sum of money is just a small token of my regard. Please don't think it's too little."
Yang Fei's initially blank gaze suddenly changed to a smile.
He clapped the man in the suit on the shoulder.
"Didn't expect it, but you really are a good man. Alright, I'll take you as my friend."
Seeing that the suit's method worked, the other three men all crowded around.
Those who were transferring money did so, and those writing checks did the same, all the while brown-nosing and cozying up, making a deliberate effort to befriend Yang Fei.
In just a few minutes, Yang Fei had collected four million from four bosses.
He became good brothers with the four men.
The men bragged and flattered each other, seeming even closer than real brothers.
The man in the suit saw that the timing was just about right, and he smiled appeasingly.
"Well brother, now that we've gotten to know each other today, you can count on us if you ever need a hand."
"I have some other business to attend to, so I'll be off now. Let's meet up another day to continue collecting debt from Yalan Group."
The other three men all laughed and began to dress, ready to slip out of the CEO's office.
"Smack!"
Yang Fei's heavy slap sent the man in the suit spinning in place.
He held his cheek, looking at Yang Fei in disbelief.
The other three men were all stunned.
They all looked terrified at this guy who could turn on them faster than flipping a page in a book.
With an expressionless face, Yang Fei said coldly, "Leaving? We haven't taken the nude photos yet."
"What, you still want nude photos?"
The man in the suit nearly lost his mind.
All the people stared dumbfounded at Yang Fei's face.
"Brother, I already gave you a million, why do you still want us to take nude photos?"
"That's not very kind."
The man in the suit, holding back for a long time, finally said with a mournful face.
He tried to reason with Yang Fei.
Yang Fei looked at him sharply, appearing completely clueless.
"Cut the crap, taking nude photos is taking nude photos, giving money is giving money. Don't think I'm uneducated."
The man in the suit's head ached as if it were being pricked with needles.
He dared not get physical with this savage guy, so he could only try to reason with him as much as possible.
"But we gave you money so that we wouldn't have to take nude photos, right?"
"You've taken the money, which means you've agreed not to make us take the photos..."
"Did you say that? Did you say that?"
Yang Fei yelled at the top of his lungs, red-faced and neck bulging.
His face was full of obstinacy.
As he shouted, he pulled a fruit knife from the door.
"I was wondering why you were giving me money."
"Stop the nonsense, let's keep matters separate, don't get them mixed up."
Seeing the sharp fruit knife in the hands of this brute, swinging unconsciously,
All four men's faces turned deathly pale.
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