After the divorce, the CEO's ex-wife deeply regretted her actions.

"Master Chen, I was really wrong. I promise there will never be a next time. Please be merciful this time and let me go!" Rong Qiuhe pleaded tremblingly.

"I still prefer your defiant attitude from earlier." Chen Yun shook his head and said calmly, "I can let you go, but you guys just beat me up and caused me internal injuries... What are you going to do about that?"

"Internal injuries?" Rong Qiuhe's eyes swept over the seven people still groaning and curled up on the ground, then looked at Chen Yun, who was unharmed and full of energy, and his lips twitched violently!

You slapped someone so hard they were almost paralyzed, and now you're telling me you suffered internal injuries?

That's practically a scam!

Wait, is this a staged accident?

Rong Qiuhe clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "Master Chen, you are right. These people did cause you harm, and I should compensate you."

"Just name a number, and I'll do it."

Chen Yun nodded calmly, then slowly extended his right hand and made a gesture.

The number seven?

Seven thousand? No, that can't be that little, seventy thousand?

Damn it, he's got something on me. This time I'm going to make him pay dearly!

"I'm willing to give you 700,000!" Rong Qiuhe gritted his teeth, his face contorted with pain—Rong Chengtian had only given him 500,000 for this performance.

It was a very simple little thing, so he casually agreed.

As it turned out, he ran into a brick wall, and now he even has to pay out 200,000 yuan out of his own pocket!

Damn it, if he agrees to something like this again, he's a dog!

Unexpectedly, Chen Yun shook his head, "I'm badly injured, seventy isn't enough."

not enough??

Rong Qiuhe was astonished!

How much more money do you want, DaY?

"Seven, seven million??" Rong Qiuhe felt like his tongue was about to tie itself in knots.

This isn't just extortion; this is robbing a bank!

"Director Rong, you're being a bit stingy. There are seven people; seven million isn't enough for my treatment." Chen Yun shook his head again.

Even higher? Could it be seventy million?

"Master Chen, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, but you want seventy million? You might as well just take my life!"

"You should know what the current economic climate is like. Even if I went all out, I would never be able to make 70 million in my lifetime!"

"And even if I could actually come up with 70 million, such a huge sum of money, just passing through my hands, let alone the hat on my head, my head would fall off obediently!!"

Rong Qiuhe was so anxious he was almost in tears.

What kind of situation is this? He has to be extremely careful even when giving the Rong family small favors, let alone asking them to come up with 70 million.

Are you kidding me? Given his position, if he dared to pull out 70 million from the account, he'd be invited for tea in the afternoon and locked up in jail by evening!

This number is far more serious than any impersonation of a government official.

Rong Qiuhe was even thinking of packing his bags and leaving, so what was the point of talking?

"Director Rong, why would I bring up that number? You're overthinking it," Chen Yun's calm voice came from behind.

"Ah? So that's not what you meant, Master Chen! That's wonderful!" Rong Qiuhe breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. "Master Chen, why were you breathing so heavily? You almost scared me to death..."

"I meant seven hundred million," Chen Yun said again.

"Seven hundred million?" Upon hearing this number, even Cheng Qingyue, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but widen her eyes.

No, even though our Cheng family is the number one family in Jiangnan City, all our liquid assets are only around 2 billion. Chen Yun asked for 700 million, which is equivalent to asking for half of the Cheng family!

This is too cruel!

"Master Chen, can you please stop joking?" Rong Qiuhe was practically going crazy. How could a human being say such a thing?

"Why would I joke?" Chen Yun stared at Rong Qiuhe and emphasized again, "I was really badly injured. It's just a small goal for one person. Don't you think it's too cheap, Director Rong?"

"Cheap? I..." Rong Qiuhe was on the verge of tears. "You're really kidding, they didn't hurt you at all..."

Even if Rong Qiuhe himself were beaten to death, he would never be worth seven hundred million!

You, Chen Yun, are unharmed, yet you dare to ask for this number?

Dude, this isn't just robbing a bank, it's practically robbing a money printing machine!

"Director Rong is joking. You can't judge an injury by appearances alone. I'm a doctor, and my words are obviously more authoritative than yours." Chen Yun changed the subject: "Although you're a bit tight on funds, and this number might be difficult for you, why not try a different approach?"

"If you don't have it, someone else will, won't they?"

"This...you mean my nephew Rong Chengtian?" Rong Qiuhe was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what Chen Yun meant.

"The director is indeed a smart man," Chen Yun replied.

“But, seven hundred million is too much. My nephew is a businessman, and he would never agree to a loss-making business.”

Rong Qiuhe said hesitantly.

"Does it matter whether he's willing or not?" Chen Yun shook his head. "The Rong family's roots are in Hotan City, but you left the family to develop in Jiangnan City... I'm afraid you're not well-liked by the Rong family, are you?"

“This…” For the first time, a look of shock appeared in Rong Qiuhe’s eyes. He hesitated and said, “Master Chen, how did you know… I am the third child in my family. Because my biological mother passed away early, I have never had any status in the family… I was unwilling to continue like this, so I took the initiative to leave the family and come to Jiangnan City to make a living on my own.”

“The Rong family didn’t help me much. Only my nephew Rong Chengtian gave me some money. I slowly worked hard on my own, and it took me twenty or thirty years to finally climb to where I am today.”

"Actually, I had no feelings for the Rong family anymore, and I didn't intend to have anything to do with them anymore... but my nephew did help me once." At this point, Rong Qiuhe couldn't help but chuckle awkwardly, "I thought it was just a small favor, something I did on a whim, but..."

Chen Yun waved his hand: "I have no interest in your personal background. Not a penny less than seven hundred million. Let Rong Chengtian pay for it for you."

"As the chairman of Tianhuo Venture Capital, he has plenty of money."

"It wasn't easy for you to get this far. Helping is fine, but there's no need to put yourself in danger."

"As for whether he's willing to pay or not? He instigated the whole thing. If something happens to you, do you think he can just run away?" Chen Yun retorted.

At this point, Rong Qiuhe couldn't help but hesitate.

Chen Yun was right; after all, he was just helping out.

It doesn't make sense that when someone is held responsible, he should be the only one to bear the burden.

Although 700 million is indeed a lot, my nephew is rich anyway...