Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Wang Yuyan smiled with her lips pursed, snuggled closer to him, and didn't say anything.

Jiang Cheng then looked up at Xu Zhi, his eyes suddenly turning cold. The nonchalance faded, leaving only a chilling sense of oppression: "Xu Zhi, I originally thought you were just a clown and I couldn't be bothered with you. But you shouldn't have tried to mess with me, and you shouldn't have brought these nobodies to my territory to cause trouble."

He paused for a moment, then gently placed Wang Yuyan on the chair.

He then walked up to Xiao, looking down at his bruised and swollen face, and said in a cold voice, "The people you sent are well-equipped, but unfortunately, they chose the wrong place and the wrong opponent."

Xu Zhi's face flushed red and then turned pale.

Wang Sheng stepped forward at the opportune moment and whispered a few words in Jiang Cheng's ear.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng's smile grew even colder: "Oh? You want to film my private moments and implant listening devices?"

As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Xu Zhi looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his face turning pale but forcing a blank expression.

With her neck stiffened, she shouted, "Jiang Cheng, what are you saying? I don't understand! What do you mean by filming private videos? What do you mean by listening devices? I have no idea about any of that!"

"Don't understand? No problem." He waved his hand dismissively, his tone nonchalant. "We're all decent people, and I'm too lazy to waste time with your nonsense. I invited you in today simply to have a cup of hot tea and catch up. If you want to leave, you can leave anytime later; I won't stop you."

These words sounded polite, but to Xu Zhi, they made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

What does it mean to be able to leave at any time?

There was no fear of the Xu family in letting him go.

Instead, they didn't take the Xu family seriously at all.

They clearly had something on him and were certain that he wouldn't dare to easily break off relations!

A chill ran down his spine, his clenched fists were covered in cold sweat, and the fear in his heart was churning like a raging storm.

Xu Zhi, however, was still persistent, stubbornly shouting, "Jiang Cheng, what are you saying? I don't understand! What do you mean by filming private videos, what do you mean by a bugging device? I have no idea! Why did you bring me here for no reason? And you confiscated my phone, isn't that illegal detention?!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng turned around and stared at Xu Zhi.

Instantly, a suffocating pressure made his face turn pale.

Snapped--

A crisp sound rang out in the quiet main room.

Before he knew it, Jiang Cheng had already walked up to him. The slap was fast and hard, landing directly on Xu Zhi's face, making him turn halfway to the side, and blood instantly seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Xu Zhi was stunned by the beating. He covered his face, his eyes filled with disbelief, and pain and anger surged up at the same time.

But when he met Jiang Cheng's cold, deep eyes, it felt as if all the bones in his body had been removed, and he couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Wang Yuyan, who was sitting in the armchair, was startled and stood up instantly, looking at Jiang Cheng with some helplessness.

Xu Zhi just mentioned that his father is the richest man in China. Based on his surname, Wang Yuyan has already guessed Xu Zhi's identity.

The people on Xiao's side were also startled.

Only Wang Sheng and the other security personnel did not show much change in expression.

Who was detained without authorization?

"I...I detained him without permission..." Xu Zhi's voice was trembling, and his volume had decreased significantly. He had lost all of his previous arrogance.

Jiang Cheng looked down at him, his fingertips casually stroking the hand that had just slapped him, his tone as cold as ice: "Young Master Xu, don't go around saying things like 'privately detaining someone.'"

After speaking, Jiang Cheng raised his eyes and glanced around the main room, his smile not reaching his eyes: "Here, there are private cameras everywhere, 360 degrees without blind spots, they can even capture a fly flying in clearly."

Xu Zhi's face turned deathly pale, all color draining away.

“We wouldn’t do something as degrading as deleting records.” Jiang Cheng leaned down, close to his ear, his voice low but full of contempt. “You can take these records anytime you want. Don’t even mention showing them to your richest father; even if you make them public, I, Jiang Cheng, have nothing to fear.”

The last few words were piercing to the heart.

Jiang Cheng's arrogant and fearless demeanor completely disregarded him and the Xu family behind him.

The arrogance in that tone was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing Xu Zhi's last shred of hope.

After a long pause, he seemed to deflate like a punctured balloon, his head hanging low, his voice so low and hoarse it was almost inaudible: "That Facebook deal...did you pull something? You made me lose all the billions I invested."

There were no accusations, no growls, only a confirmation tinged with grievance and resentment, lacking even the slightest confidence to question.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng's lips curled into a very faint smile, but there was not a trace of warmth in it: "Oh? About Facebook."

He strolled back to the armchair and sat down leisurely.

As soon as he sat down, Wang Yuyan immediately poured him a cup of hot tea.

Jiang Cheng didn't even look at Wang Yuyan. He casually took the drink, took a sip, and then looked up at Xu Zhi with a half-smile. "Young Master Xu, what you're saying makes it sound like I would force you to invest money? From beginning to end, weren't you the one who eagerly followed my lead and operated accordingly? I didn't force you. Or perhaps..." Jiang Cheng's tone shifted, his eyes suddenly sharpening, "What shady things have you been doing following me?"

Xu Zhi's face instantly drained of color, rendered speechless by Jiang Cheng's nonchalant question.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

He naturally hated Jiang Cheng, but he also knew that he was powerless in this situation.

Although Xiao was caught, Xu Zhi believed that things were not yet out of control.

As long as the people behind the Xu family don't fall, he'll be fine.

At most, he would just be humiliated and slapped by Jiang Cheng.

He can endure it; throughout history, which hero or great man who has persevered and made it to the top didn't endure it?

King Goujian of Yue endured hardship and humiliation, while Han Xin suffered the humiliation of crawling between someone's legs.

Isn't this even more painful than slapping myself?

As long as I can get through this, I will still be an outstanding person in the future, and Jiang Cheng will be killed by him sooner or later.

After weighing the pros and cons, he finally spoke, "I have nothing more to say. It's so late, can I go now?"

Jiang Cheng then turned his gaze to Xiao and his group kneeling on the ground, a cool smile playing on his lips: "These gentlemen..." He paused, glancing meaningfully at Xu Zhi, "we'll send them to where they need to go later. I reckon that even if Young Master Xu manages to get back to his hotel safely tonight, he probably won't be able to sleep."

Upon hearing this, the people kneeling on the ground all turned their heads toward Xu Zhi.

Seeing this, Xu Zhi gave them another warning look.

Their line of work has its own rules, so naturally they won't sell themselves out.

After all, they couldn't bear his retaliation for betraying them.

"I'm here today to ask you about Facebook; everything else is none of my business."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng's eyes were filled with an undisguised mockery: "Don't understand? It's alright." He waved his hand casually, his tone very nonchalant, "We're all decent people, and I'm too lazy to argue with you about these trivial matters. I invited you in today simply to have a cup of hot tea. We've had our tea and chatted. If Young Master Xu has nothing else to say, please leave."

Xu Zhi felt as if he had been granted a pardon, but he dared not show it too eagerly.

He could only force a stiff smile and awkwardly turn to walk away.

As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard house, a gust of evening wind hit him, and Xu Zhicai realized his back was already soaked in cold sweat, the sweat clinging to his skin and chilling him to the bone. He scrambled into the car, his voice trembling, "Quick! Back to the hotel! No, to the airport! Back to Pengcheng immediately!"

He knew that Jiang Cheng's easy decision to let him go wasn't so simple.

Although he was certain that Jiang Cheng would not detain him without his consent.

But when it came time to actually leave, he panicked.

When he said he was going to let him go, he didn't seem to have any fear of the Xu family.

Instead, they didn't take the Xu family seriously at all.

This means that Jiang Cheng has a better way to deal with him and feels that detaining him is unnecessary.

After a bumpy ride, we finally arrived back at the Xu family's old house in Shenzhen in the early hours of the morning.

Xu Zhi, disregarding his need for rest, stumbled and rushed into his father's study.

Seeing his father sitting behind the mahogany desk with a livid face, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down.

"Dad!" His voice trembled, choked with sobs, "I was tricked by Jiang Cheng."