1406: Chapter 682: Ignorance to the Saying ‘Civility Begets Wealth’ _3 1406: Chapter 682: Ignorance to the Saying ‘Civility Begets Wealth’ _3 The tension in the car, already palpable, didn’t ease at all with that release of breath; instead, it beca even more stifling— even the driver and the dim-witted bodyguard sensed that sothing was off.
Seeing Boss Zeng and his closest subordinates silent, the two of them dared not utter another word.
The reason was Yan Fei’s words.
There are many ways to ensure that one person never sees another again, but the most foolproof thod is, undoubtedly, to make them separated by life and death—after all, as long as two people are alive, isn’t there always a chance they could et, even if they are at the ends of the earth, or one in a bustling city and the other in the deep woods on the other side of the globe?
Could Yan Fei’s words and actions have any adverse consequences?
Maybe, maybe not…
Who knows until the outco is revealed?
Anyway, he just drove straight ho.
And Boss Zeng’s car went straight ho as well.
As soon as he entered his house, Boss Zeng retired to his room alone, lit a cigarette, and slowly started smoking.
To tell the truth, it had been so years since he’d encountered such a reckless youth with a bit of power who could act so ruthlessly.
One million six hundred and forty thousand was by no ans a small sum.
In the current economic environnt, to buy a decent residence in Wan City, the cost per square ter was just under a thousand yuan—finishing a hundred-or-so square ter apartnt would cost about two hundred thousand yuan, with money to spare even after decorations.
Similarly, for most ordinary families, no matter how big the problem, if such a sum of money suddenly beca available, it wouldn’t be an overstatent to say that at least ninety percent of their issues could be resolved.
Would soone be willing to risk everything for more than a million yuan to ensure Yan Fei never saw Zeng Zhaokun’s face again?
The answer to this question was as clear as day.
Let’s not even talk about one million six hundred and forty thousand; for thirty to two hundred thousand…
or even when soone is desperate, like a relative needing money for a life-saving surgery, or an addict needing a hit, risking it all for just thirty to sixty thousand yuan is hardly unheard of.
Yan Fei’s words, most people at the scene understood exactly what he ant.
So Zeng Zhaokun just left so face-saving words and hurried back ho.
This kind of news definitely wouldn’t spread slowly, especially since all it took was a little inquiry to find out that neither of the two parties involved were obscure figures.
Such disputes between two big shots over a trivial account were way more interesting than any news broadcast.
It would be the talk of the town during leisure ti, spreading faster than if it had wings.
So Zeng Zhaokun had to get ho before the news fully fernted and co up with a way to deal with it.
He usually boasted countless underlings, but in the face of a big pile of money, the people Boss Zeng truly trusted could be counted on one hand— and even though there were only a few, Boss Zeng should have been proud, after all, it was a matter of one million six hundred and forty thousand.
That was why Zeng Zhaokun felt that Yan Fei’s move was too cruel!
If Yan Fei had soone beat him up, or even if he took Boss Zeng to court, he wouldn’t be afraid.
But facing this direct cash-throwing approach, the solutions were indeed scarce.
From the mont Yan Fei trashed the place and spoke those words, Zeng Zhaokun was left with only two choices: either find a diator to resolve the issue imdiately or make it so no one could claim that one million six hundred forty thousand.
If there really was a third option, then he, Boss Zeng, would have to co up with an equal or greater amount of money, seeking a “solution” to never have to see Boss Yan again—effectively, that was the sa as the second option.
In the ti it took to smoke a cigarette, Zeng Zhaokun had thought it all through and then couldn’t help but curse under his breath, “What the fuck, don’t the young people nowadays understand…
how to ‘make money with harmony’ anymore?”
Indeed!
They really didn’t understand the concept of harmonious wealth—without any negotiation, just directly smashing out more than a million, now either he, Boss Zeng, had to bow his head, or it would be a situation of either fish dies or the net splits…
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