1403: Chapter 681 We’re Different_2 1403: Chapter 681 We’re Different_2 Yan Fei laughed a little after listening and stopped Heizi, who wanted to speak, “It’s fine, we’ve sent the docunts over, now it’s up to them to decide.
Let this be the end of it, you guys don’t need to worry about it anymore.
I’ll give them another call later, maybe they will just pay up!”
Hearing Yan Fei say this, Heizi and the others didn’t say much more.
For a matter of twenty thousand dollars, Yan Fei couldn’t be bothered to find soone to pass the ssage, just spent two days studying until the weekend, dealt with things at the site, and then drove to collect the debt.
When he arrived at one of Zeng Zhaokun’s clubs, Yan Fei was early—it was just noon, and the club was still being cleaned.
He wasn’t surprised, as it wasn’t the ti for the club to be open.
He politely asked the person in charge of the club and after a while, a young man ca out.
He directly asked if Boss Zeng was around.
Upon hearing that he was looking for the boss, the young man didn’t say much, just ntioned he would report it and then left.
It took him a full half an hour to co back to Yan Fei with the response, “Boss Zeng isn’t here, why don’t you co back another day?”
Actually, Yan Fei had heard that this young man wasn’t even the person in charge of the club.
Since there was no business in the morning, the young man was just responsible for cleaning and preparation.
Moreover, he didn’t have the authority to directly call the big boss, so he had called soone nad Brother Lei.
That Brother Lei, after getting clear who the visitor was, probably called Zeng Zhaokun, then turned around and told the young man to tell Yan Fei that Boss Zeng wasn’t there and to get lost.
Brother Lei had said to get lost, but the young man couldn’t say it like that, and instead suggested Yan Fei co back another day.
Since he was being polite, Yan Fei wasn’t going to be polite—after all, he hadn’t co all this way just for that.
So Yan Fei firmly said, “Keep calling that Brother Lei, tell him to pass the ssage to Zeng Zhaokun, if he doesn’t co…
I’ll smash this club!”
The young man struggled for a while, tried to speak so kind words, and Yan Fei got angry, “I asked you to pass a ssage, are you trying to make start smashing the place right now?”
Seeing that Yan Fei might get physical, the young man reluctantly went back and made another call.
This ti after the call, the young man simply didn’t show his face again—after all, this sort of thing wasn’t really his responsibility, and there were specific people to handle troubleso matters.
Yan Fei wasn’t in a hurry; he heard the phone call, and soon soone would co.
Not twenty minutes later, a muscular man in this weather still showing off bare arms, accompanied by two guys who looked outright nacing, strode in.
There’s a saying that people with tattoos aren’t afraid of the cold!
Right now as the peach and apricot blossoms were just budding and the weather certainly wasn’t warm, here this guy was showing off his tattoos.
The effect was apparent—as soon as he entered, the few cleaners disappeared without a trace.
As soon as the tattooed guy entered, he said with a smirk that wasn’t really a smile, “Boss Yan, right?
Brother Zeng ntioned, he was supposed to give you the money last ti, but your guys didn’t take it.
He sent with it this ti, here’s a thousand dollars…”
Yan Fei interrupted him, “Weren’t you supposed to give two thousand last ti?”
“Oh?
Really?” chuckled the tattooed man.
“Last ti it was two thousand, but over these days, a thousand aged too much and died off…
Now there’s only this thousand left, there’s nothing we can do!
Hahaha…”
After finishing, he seed to find his own joke very funny, and he and his subordinates burst into wild laughter.
“Then have Zeng Zhaokun co over and talk to , I don’t want to waste words with you,” Yan Fei said coolly, watching the bunch of idiots.
“Who the hell are you to command Brother Zeng to co over…” one of the younger n with the tattooed guy pointed at him and started shouting.
“Crack…”
“Ah…”
Yan Fei stood up, took a step forward, grabbed the finger pointing at him, and with a gentle twist disfigured it, followed by a scream.
Seeing Yan Fei take action, the tattooed man was stunned for a mont, about to burst out cursing, “You fu—”
“Slap!”
A crisp slap sent the rest of his words right back in his mouth.
“You…”
“Slap!”
“Brother…”
“Slap!”
“I…”
“Slap!”
Finally, another underling behind the tattooed man reacted, imdiately cursing and preparing to gang up on Yan Fei.
However…
The constant smacking sounds filled the room, causing echoes in the spacious dance hall.
In the blink of an eye, three humans resembling toppled Pig Heads groaned as their eyes, sharp as daggers, aid to pierce Yan Fei with hundreds of holes.
There was no choice: open your mouth, get hit; try to fight back, still get hit.
They couldn’t even see his movents and before they knew it, they were all in this sorry state.
Who would dare to speak or make another move?
Facing a Human-shaped Monster was truly…
quite frustrating.
When everyone else was too scared to move, the tattooed man wanted to act brave once more, which only earned him another series of slaps.
Yan Fei treated it lightly, as if playing, not putting much strength into it — just rhythmically smacking the man’s face.
He thought it was gentle; whether the tattooed man agreed didn’t matter.
After a while, the gazes of the two youngsters no longer resembled knives, but more like lambs facing the knife.
Unfortunately for the tattooed man, he was already dazed and couldn’t make sense of the situation anymore.
It was then that Yan Fei stopped and said, “Call Zeng Zhaokun and tell him to pay up.”
The tattooed man fumbled around groggily, finally finding his phone in his pocket after several tries.
Sowhat sobered up by the search, he furiously dialed the number.
“Brother Zeng, he says you should pay up.”
On the other end, Zeng Zhaokun was furious.
“Didn’t I tell you to send him away?”
“Sorry, Boss Zeng, you sent these jokers to deal with ?
That’s really not enough.” Yan Fei snatched the phone and spoke directly.
“Just a minor repair fee, and now I’ve co myself.
Aren’t you planning to pay?”
Zeng Zhaokun, no novice to trouble, instantly realized that his n were probably in a bad spot.
After pondering Yan Fei’s words, he responded, “Then co here.
I’m dining with so people.
Co over…”
Yan Fei got the address and hung up, handed the phone back to the tattooed man, walked out, and drove straight to the address Zeng Zhaokun had given.
The place was still in the city but a bit isolated.
Fortunately, Yan Fei was very familiar with the city and found the location without much trouble.
When Yan Fei entered, Zeng Zhaokun was sitting majestically at the head of the table, glanced at him obliquely, and continued ignoring him, banging on the table as he shouted to another person, “Drink if you lose, no cheating or you’re no good brother, cheating will…”
In Zeng Zhaokun’s mind, he saw nothing wrong with this behavior.
After all, as a legitimate business person, one should focus on harmony for wealth, right?
We’re different; my line of work relies on living dangerously, wielding knives.
I earned my status and wealth through hard fights.
So businessman who soared to success rely by chance thought he could provoke ?
Didn’t he see how many tycoons in Hong Kong had to yield to the maintainers of order before the handover?
Of course, the thought “before the handover” never crossed Zeng Zhaokun’s mind.
Mixing in the city territory, relying on punks numbering over a hundred, each ready to fight hard – you, a local yokel lucky enough to get a fancy car, think you’re too good now?
Thinking that after pushing around a few people and knowing a bit of Kung Fu, no one in the city can touch you?
Yes, that’s what he thought, and in the anti, he even made another call to the tattooed man, not caring about the situation at the mont, and ended up harshly reprimanding his n after hearing they had been outplayed.
Yan Fei neither knew nor cared what he thought.
Yan Fei didn’t care one bit about his disregard…
you see, we’re different.
You’re just an old thug.
…
I don’t even know what I am anymore!
So, he walked straight up, noticed Zeng Zhaokun continued to ignore him, and tapped his shoulder to remind him, “Boss Zeng, I gave you the invoice for the repairs two days ago.
It’s ti to pay up, isn’t it?”
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