"Chairman, you finally arrived,"
Upon seeing Feng Zhenghua, Wu Wen immediately felt supported, stood up from the ground, and scurried towards him.
"Chairman, you have to stand up for me," he pleaded.
Wu Wen knelt on the ground and clung to Su Zhenghua's legs.
Su Zhenghua looked at Wu Wen, his face swollen and bloodied, and his anger intensified by threefold.
"Causing trouble on my turf, do you really think I, Su Zhenghua, am made of mud?"
His fists clenched, he bellowed in fury like thunder.
Frightened, everyone in the vicinity trembled, not daring to breathe.
In modern society, what truly terrifies people isn't an underground force like the Blood Wolf Gang but businessmen like Feng Zhenghua who have governmental backing.
"Chairman Feng, you really have quite the temper," said a voice from the crowd, indifferent and calm, yet carrying a hint of frivolity.
It seemed as if he didn't take Su Zhenghua seriously at all.
"Who is it, who is speaking?"
The crowd quickly dispersed, fearing Feng Zhenghua might mistake someone else for the speaker and vent his fury on them.
Seeking benefits and avoiding harm is human instinct.
As the crowd dispersed, Su Fan, who had been hidden among them, gradually came into view.
Feng Zhenghua spotted him at a glance.
At the moment he saw Su Fan,
The furiously thundering Feng Zhenghua suddenly stiffened, staring straight at Su Fan.
"It's him, it's him who caused the trouble in the hotel, who beat up my men," Wu Wen, still kneeling before Feng Zhenghua, excitedly pointed at Su Fan.
In his view, Su Fan was doomed.
The rest of the people thought likewise, sharing the same thoughts as Wu Wen.
It was one thing to beat up Su Zhenghua's subordinates,
But for Feng Zhenghua to be present and not show humility, and even display such arrogance and provocation, wasn't that courting death?
However, Feng Zhenghua stood, as if stupefied, frozen in place, staring fixedly at Su Fan.
"What's the matter, Chairman Feng, don't you recognize me after just a couple of hours?"
"Who the hell do you think you are, why should our chairman recognize a piece of trash like you?"
"Daring to speak to our chairman with that tone, are you tired of living?" Wu Wen fanned the flames incessantly.
Feng Zhenghua first roared in anger, then fiercely slapped Wu Wen across the face.
Wu Wen screamed in pain and was knocked to the side.
"Chairman, why are you hitting me?"
Wu Wen covered his face, completely baffled
He was still hoping Feng Zhenghua would seek revenge for him; why did he get slapped instead, who had he offended?
"Get out of my sight, you fool,"
Feng Zhenghua kicked Wu Wen aside as if he were kicking a dog, stepped over him, and quickly went towards Su Fan.
Moreover, the anger on his face turned entirely to excitement.
The next moment, under everyone's watchful eyes, he humbly grasped Su Fan's hand and slightly bowed.
"Mr. Su, you have been quite difficult to find, I finally found you,"
"I have finally found you," he said, with tears streaming down his face.
The crowd was once again dumbfounded,
Everyone's mouth was agape, their faces filled with disbelief.
Feng Zhenghua, behaving so courteously, no, almost subserviently, towards a young man
Just a moment ago, Feng Zhenghua looked like he was on the verge of exploding.
What on earth was happening?
"Who exactly is this Mr. Su?"
People stared at Su Fan, taken aback.