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Chapter 144: Chapter 144: Taunt

"Yin Ruxue? So you did come."

The young man in the lead looked Yin Ruxue up and down. A flash of obsession crossed his eyes, but his face was full of scorn.

"Do you think you can compete with me? Or do you think Xuerong actually has the strength to go up against our Fengming?"

"What strength do you even have?"

Walking up to Yin Ruxue, the young man looked down at her condescendingly.

"My old offer is still on the table."

"Marry me, and Fengming will carry Xuerong into the Fortune 500. All your dreams, all your ambitions—I’ll make them a reality for you."

"Why wouldn’t you take it?"

As he spoke, he actually reached out to lift Yin Ruxue’s chin.

SMACK.

Jiang Fan slapped his groping hand away.

"If you’re going to talk, then talk. Keep your hands to yourself."

"Yin Ruxue, is this the pretty boy you found?"

A trace of annoyance flashed across the young man’s face.

"What’s it to you? A guy who does nothing but ride his ancestors’ coattails dares to spout such nonsense in front of me?"

Yin Ruxue just snorted coldly, not even giving him a second glance.

Jiang Fan followed her as she turned and headed upstairs into the building.

As he passed the young man, he scanned him up and down.

’Deficient in both qi and blood, his kidney essence is depleted. He probably won’t even live past thirty.’

’And he talks about the Fortune 500.’

At this thought, Jiang Fan couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

"You little punk, what the hell are you laughing at? One of my suits is worth more than your life!"

The mockery in Jiang Fan’s laugh made the young man snap. He raised his hand to slap Jiang Fan across the face.

"Li Fengming, you dare!"

Yin Ruxue’s brow furrowed as she barked out the cold warning.

But Jiang Fan wasn’t about to indulge him.

He sidestepped the blow, raised his leg, and kicked him square in the ass, sending him sprawling face-first onto the ground.

The scene left Yin Ruxue speechless, her words caught in her throat.

"What’s wrong?"

Jiang Fan asked, turning to glance at her.

"Ah? It’s nothing. Let’s go."

"They’re still waiting for us upstairs."

Jiang Fan nodded, and the two of them quickly went up into the building.

The people with Li Fengming scrambled to help him up.

"President Li, are you alright?"

The young secretary couldn’t hide the disgust deep in her eyes.

But she had no choice if she wanted to make a living.

"Where’s that little bastard? Goddammit, he actually dared to hit me! I’m gonna find someone to kill him!"

Li Fengming, having scrambled up from the floor, took a long moment to recover.

"President Li, they’ve already gone up," the young secretary reminded him helpfully.

"Damn it, you useless piece of trash! Am I paying you for nothing? Why didn’t you stop them from going up?"

Li Fengming backhanded the young secretary across the face.

His expression was now completely twisted with rage.

His group’s business had constantly been suppressed by Yin Ruxue, which had left him simmering with pent-up frustration.

And now, some pretty boy hanging around that woman dared to lay a hand on him? Unacceptable!

The young secretary clutched her face, furious but too afraid to speak.

「Meanwhile, inside the building.」

"Please wait a moment, you two. Our boss is in the middle of a design draft. The conference room is this way. Please, follow me."

The company’s receptionist led Jiang Fan and Yin Ruxue to the conference room, and they sat down.

After serving them tea, she bowed respectfully and left.

"Didn’t we have an appointment? He knew we were coming but he’s off drawing drafts, leaving us here to wait?"

Jiang Fan said, taking a sip of his tea.

"We did, but this is how the design industry is. Sometimes, when inspiration strikes, you can’t stop it. If you don’t capture it quickly, you can easily lose it."

"Let’s just wait for a bit. We’re the ones asking for their help, after all."

Yin Ruxue was more patient than Jiang Fan.

She sat calmly in her chair and began to look through the documents she had brought.

A moment later, Li Fengming burst through the door with his secretary in tow.

"Yin Ruxue, that little pet of yours has some nerve, daring to touch me!"

"Do you believe I can make sure he never sees tomorrow’s sunrise?"

Li Fengming pointed furiously at Jiang Fan, his face a mask of savage fury.

"Oh? Is that so? This is a society ruled by law. Why don’t you try laying a finger on him? If you dare, just see if Xuerong Group won’t go head-to-head with you to the bitter end."

"Let’s see which of our two companies dies first."

Yin Ruxue uttered the most ruthless words in the calmest tone.

Li Fengming’s voice caught in his throat. He knew all too well that if this woman dared to say it, she would absolutely do it.

But how could he endure this, for the sake of his own pride? No matter how formidable Yin Ruxue was.

Growing up, no one had ever dared to lay a finger on him.

And now, he had suffered such a humiliation at Jiang Fan’s hands—getting kicked hard in the ass in broad daylight and sent sprawling flat on his face.

"You’d really clash with Fengming Group to the death over a pretty boy?"

"I won’t make it too hard for him. He slaps himself three times, gets on his knees and apologizes to me, then stays far away from you. Then we can let this matter go."

PFFT.

Jiang Fan couldn’t hold back a snort of laughter.

This made Li Fengming’s face flush red with rage, his eyes practically shooting fire.

"Sorry, sorry. You were saying? Go on. I’ll hold it in this time, for real."

"I’ll be sure to look properly terrified."

Jiang Fan said this while struggling to suppress his laughter, trying to maintain a serious expression.

Sitting beside him, Yin Ruxue was also a bit speechless. ’Isn’t this going to make Li Fengming lose his mind with anger?’

Sure enough, how could Li Fengming, who had never suffered a setback in his life, endure such a humiliation?

With a loud roar, he charged at Jiang Fan.

A strange look flashed across Jiang Fan’s face. ’This played right into my hands!’

He twisted around and slammed Li Fengming down onto the table.

Before he could make his next move, Yin Ruxue grabbed him.

"Calm down. If a dog bites you, are you going to bite it back?"

Just as Jiang Fan was about to speak, a voice came from outside the door.

"Who’s causing a disturbance? Our company will absolutely not welcome a partnership with an enterprise that causes trouble."

Pinned to the table, Li Fengming grinned. "Yin Ruxue, you two are finished!"

"This partnership with the Yufan Design Team is ours!"

"When the time comes, I’ll make you wish you were dead, and all of Xuerong will be mine."

Jiang Fan was so angry he laughed. ’And you’re still acting tough?’

How could his short temper possibly stand for this?

But just as he was about to make a move, a familiar figure entered his line of sight.

Although Yin Ruxue’s expression didn’t change, she was deeply disappointed inside. ’It seems we’re going to leave empty-handed this time.’

If Fengming Group and the Yufan Design Team really formed a partnership, Xuerong’s room for survival and its market share would be severely squeezed.

She knew all too well just how important a well-designed product was.

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