Godly Rich System: So what if a real heiress has a few hundred million?

"what?"

The manager looked bewildered, then, remembering what the boss had said, quickly waved his hand, "No need, no need for compensation."

Shen Zhile frowned. "Are you going to call the police?"

If they don't want to settle privately, they definitely want the police to handle it.

“I can reimburse all your medical expenses, and I will also give each of you a compensation of 100,000 yuan.”

But the manager couldn't agree; the boss had given a firm order.

"Miss, it's our problem that we didn't need it. We deserved to be hit."

???

Now it was Shen Zhile's turn to be confused.

Are all people who get beaten up like this nowadays?

But she didn't continue, and looked at Cheng Yu, saying, "Delete the surveillance footage that needs to be deleted."

Cheng Yu nodded, walked to a certain spot, took out his computer, sat down, and began operating it.

Shen Zhile sat on the sofa, looking at the people who had been beaten up; there weren't actually that many.

Besides the manager, there were probably only those two boys in team uniforms.

Shen Zhile beckoned Xia Cihuan over, "Did you terminate your contract with DVG?"

This is also the first time Shen Zhile has been assigned a task that includes after-sales service.

Xia Ci was a little shy, but she smiled sweetly and nodded, "Sister A."

He didn't know Sister A's real name, so he could only call her that.

The moment he saw Sister A, his anxiety subsided. The gentle Sister A on the live stream turned out to be so beautiful.

The manager, standing to the side, fawned, "Miss, Xia Ci has already terminated her contract and is now a free agent, so you..." How long until you leave...?

"Don't rush, we'll leave once we're done." Shen Zhile took the bottled water handed to her by the bodyguard and took a sip.

After all, if the surveillance issue isn't resolved properly, what if they turn around and accuse us again?

But the young master, lying on the ground, looked at Xia Ci with a furious expression, "Xia Ci! Where did you find this group of people!"

He never expected that Xia Ci, who came from a small mountain village, could afford a ten million yuan termination fee.

Then I thought about how this group of people came in, asked for my name, and then started beating me up.

His butt still hurts.

His gaze toward Xia Ci grew increasingly fierce. "Did you go and sell yourself?!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhile choked on her water and couldn't help but cough.

What an outrageous statement.

But my gaze involuntarily fell on Xia Ci. She actually looked pretty good, and I'm sure someone would be interested in her.

Xia Ci's cheeks flushed red. "What nonsense are you talking about! I didn't... sell myself!"

Xia Ci bit his lip hard, not knowing why this person was looking at him like that.

He thought he was only being restricted in his career, but he never expected that even after breaking free from those restrictions, he would still have countless malicious words to hurt him.

The young master scoffed, "Then why would someone from the countryside like you have the money to terminate a contract?"

She's probably being kept by some pedophile old man!

Before Xia Ci could even speak, Shen Zhile threw the water bottle in her hand at her.

"Didn't your dad teach you to watch your mouth?"

The age at which people go pro is usually not too old, because the best age for players to start gaming is between 16 and 22 years old.

Therefore, most of the contestants are relatively young, although there are also some older contestants.

But this young master doesn't look very old, I wonder where he learned these words.

The young master glared at Shen Zhile with resentment. The manager standing nearby sensed something was wrong and was about to speak up to stop him when he heard, "Who do you think you are! Do you even know who my father is!"

The manager exclaimed: "Damn it!"

The boss tried to reason with them not to offend the other side, but they ended up directly confronting the other boss.

Young master, you're going to kill the boss!

Shen Zhile looked at the boy in front of her and asked, "Your dad? Who is your dad? Is he famous?"

When the young master saw her like that, he immediately straightened his chest, looking as if he were the best in the world.

"My dad! He's the founder of DVG! And the Yulin Group! Scared yet?"

Let me tell you! If you're scared, then hurry up and admit your mistake! And while you're at it, make Xia Ci kneel down and kowtow to me twice!

Otherwise, I'll make you pay!

Upon hearing this, the manager quickly stepped forward, forcibly shut down the young master's phone, and looked at Shen Zhile awkwardly, "Miss, this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Hearing the young master's words, he felt like the sky had fallen.

Why does he have to endure all this?!

But the young master broke free from the manager's grasp, shouting, "What misunderstanding? I mean what I say! I'll get my dad to kill you all!"

Shen Zhile clapped his hands. "Oh ho? The mafia? Talking so tough?"

The young master looked up smugly, a black eye on his left side, making him look quite comical. "Scared now!"

Shen Zhile raised her hand, "Beat him into submission. If his father can't discipline him, I will do it for him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the manager rushed forward to stop the person, but the bodyguard easily lifted him away with one hand.

Then came the young master's screams, each one louder than the last.

"I'm going to get my dad to deal with you!"

"You wait for me!"

……

"Ah!! I was wrong!"

"Waaaaah, I was wrong."

The young master's expression changed very quickly; he started begging for mercy after only a short time of fighting.

As expected, being stubborn just means he hasn't been beaten into submission yet.

Shen Zhile calmly took a sip of water. "Keep beating them, don't stop."

The bodyguard only listened to Shen Zhile and continued to discipline the little brat.

The manager watched this scene with concern. Only when Shen Zhile told him to stop did he approach the young master and look at the bruises on his body. "Young master, are you alright?"

The young master cried loudly; after all, he was only seventeen years old.

Being pinned down and hammered by a tall, burly bodyguard would probably leave someone with psychological trauma.

At the same time, Cheng Yu finished dealing with his business and walked over to Shen Zhile. "Miss, it's all done."

Shen Zhile nodded. "What's his family situation?"

"Because the main business of the Yulin Company boss is mostly in Hong Kong and overseas, he needs people from the Blackwater Group, and he is afraid of offending people from the group."

Shen Zhile nodded thoughtfully. No wonder he told his son to bear it when he was beaten.

It turns out that compared to things related to one's own life, one's son is insignificant.

Shen Zhile looked at Xia Ci and said, "Come with me, I'll build you a team."

Cheng Yu left, giving the other bodyguards a look as he went, signaling them to handle the situation.

Back in the car, Xia Ci practically shrank into a corner. Shen Zhile looked at this somewhat underdeveloped little kid with curiosity. Was he really that good at playing games?

Seeing an internet cafe not far ahead, Shen Zhile said, "Let's go to the internet cafe up ahead."

When the internet cafe manager saw the person who came in, he was first amazed by their good looks, then swallowed hard.

After all, Cheng Yu and the other bodyguard were too intimidating; she felt like she hadn't come to surf the internet, but to cause trouble.

Shen Zhile patted Xia Ci on the shoulder, "Turn on the machine, and we'll have a private room."

The network administrator processed the request quickly. A moment later, Xia Ci sat somewhat dazed in the gaming chair, with a computer right in front of her.

Shen Zhile yawned. "I need to see your skill level before deciding how to form a club."