He glanced at Yue Xiang, who was momentarily stunned, then gradually regained some presence of mind.
"Right... right hand!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Ye Qingfeng kicked Diao Wenbing to the ground again, then stomped fiercely on his wrist and elbow.
A crisp sound echoed, accompanied by Diao Wenbing’s wretched scream, causing everyone in the office to gasp in shock.
No one expected that Ye Qingfeng would not only dare to hit Diao Wenbing but also cripple one of his hands?
Diao Wenbing screamed and rolled on the floor; he had always lived a pampered life, when had he ever endured such pain? Cold sweat trickled down his face, filled with fear.
Ye Qingfeng stood casually in front of him, as chaotic footsteps came from outside the door—it was over a dozen security guards wielding short batons.
Seeing so many people, Yue Xiang’s heart skipped a beat, beginning to worry about Ye Qingfeng.
"He harmed a company employee, he’s a thug, catch him for me!"
Diao Wenbing roared angrily, enduring the intense pain.
The security guards saw Ye Qingfeng, an ordinary young man, and were about to take action, but were halted by a shout from behind.
"Stop, what’s going on?"
Three men and a woman, all wearing advanced suits, came walking quickly with surprised expressions on their faces.
They had just arrived at the company and heard the commotion here, so they hurried over to check the situation.
In the midst of the crowd, Ye Qingfeng stood alone, facing the aggressive security guards with a serene demeanor.
Ouyang Liluo was not worried at all. This was Ye Jiujie, famous in the world and unmatched in combat power; even if the number of people increased several times, how could they harm him in the slightest?
The four of them, upon taking a closer look, altered their expressions subtly.
Diao Wenbing lay on the ground, his right hand dangling, already deformed, leaving them all stunned.
Their status was similar to Diao Wenbing’s, and their usual interactions were fairly harmonious, yet now Diao Wenbing appeared as miserable as a dying dog.
A middle-aged man wearing a patterned tie looked at Ye Qingfeng and asked coldly.
"I did it. Dissatisfied? Do you want to end up like him?"
The middle-aged man’s gaze paused, and he couldn’t help but take a step back.
Nobody expected that even under these circumstances, Ye Qingfeng would still be so arrogant!
"Liluo, what do we do, Ye Qingfeng got into trouble because of me!"
Yue Xiang was genuinely panicking now. Although she didn’t think highly of Ye Qingfeng, he had stepped in for her, leaving her extremely anxious.
"It’s okay, don’t worry!"
Ouyang Liluo shook her head. With Ye Qingfeng’s skills, almost no one in the world could trouble him, not to mention the immense influence of the Ye Family. Even the Nine Tribulations must give some face to the Ye Family.
The youngest woman among the four stepped out from the crowd. She was the marketing director, about twenty-six years old, and coldly shouted, "Do you know where you are? This is Nine Tribulations Company, not a place for street thugs to show off and fight!"
"You injured an employee of my company, and today there must be accountability. You won’t leave until the relevant departments handle it!"
The other three men stood in line with the woman, looking hostile, while the security guards behind wore cold smiles, confident that a mere boy would have no chance to escape against so many.
Ye Qingfeng faced the countless gazes, calmly pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.
"Think I can’t leave? Joke! Anywhere, I can leave if I want to; who can stop me?"
"And don’t just say injuring an employee; even if I demolished the entire company, your CEO wouldn’t dare to utter a word, yet you think you have the right to speak with me?"
Ye Qingfeng spoke with disdain, his words unabashed.
Everyone exchanged glances, thinking Ye Qingfeng was insane.
This wasn’t some minor company, but the internationally renowned Nine Tribulations. Who would dare claim to demolish a branch of it?
"Hmph, boast all you want; I’ve seen plenty of young men like you!"
The female director bore a mocking smile, sneering, "Today, we need to teach you to pay for your actions!"
"Arrest him and take him to the station!"
She waved her hand, and the security guards prepared to swarm.
At this moment, a dignified voice echoed from outside the office.
"Everyone, stop this! Causing such a ruckus within the company, what a disgrace!"
The crowd turned in shock, facing a middle-aged man in suit and tie, exuding authority and righteousness, backed by a group of seemingly high-ranking individuals.
Seeing the newcomer, the female director who had mocked Ye Qingfeng immediately beamed with delight.
The female director wore a flattering smile, but the newcomer remained expressionless, directly choosing to ignore her.
He walked straight in; the Nine Tribulations employees present stood up respectfully upon recognizing him.
The newcomer was none other than Ji Chunliang, the chief executive of the Nine Tribulations Yanjing Branch.
Seeing Ji Chunliang arrive, Diao Wenbing immediately showed a deeply aggrieved expression and rushed forward.
"CEO, this boy wreaked havoc in our company and crippled my hand; you must stand up for me!"
He knew well that Ji Chunliang always prioritized collective interests and took great care of the company’s internal affairs. Protecting company interests was his top priority.
If Ji Chunliang handled this personally, Ye Qingfeng’s fate would be a hundred times more miserable than now. With Ji Chunliang’s means, dealing with an ordinary student would be child’s play.
"Stand aside and close your mouth!"
Ji Chunliang, known for his uprightness, however, coldly reprimanded him with an unpleasant tone.
Yue Xiang was utterly stunned; she hadn’t expected the situation to escalate this much, with even the elusive Nine Tribulations Branch CEO involved.
Her heart sank completely, feeling increasingly guilty and regretful.
Ji Chunliang turned, scrutinizing Ye Qingfeng, his gaze filled with suspicion.
He swallowed hard and sharply pulled out a photo from his leather armor.
He raised the photo to eye level, carefully comparing it with Ye Qingfeng, and his pupils suddenly constricted.
"Young Master Feng...?"
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Everyone at Nine Tribulations was taken aback. Having worked at the company for so long, they knew Ji Chunliang as someone who always acted decisively and impartially. When had they ever seen him so terrified?
Moreover, they had never heard the title "Young Master Feng" before.
Ye Qingfeng was curious. He initially planned to wait for the branch CEO and then contact Lei Ye to arrange these matters. Who knew Ji Chunliang would recognize him directly?
His identity had always been secretive; how did Ji Chunliang recognize him?
"Young Master Feng, it’s really you!"
Ji Chunliang was full of joy, stepping quickly to Ye Qingfeng’s side, bowing slightly, looking like he was accompanying a big figure.
The photo in his leather armor was of Ye Qingfeng, all thanks to Lei Ye’s meticulous arrangements.