Yang Zicheng looked at Su Han, feeling as if his heart had suddenly stopped beating; he didn’t even dare to breathe, standing there, stunned, for a long time without snapping back to reality.
Today was the first time Dong Lin had come to his place, so he had made the best arrangements, fearing he might offend this important figure.
Yet, he had not anticipated that the person he was preparing to deal with was someone who even Dong Lin treated with such respect?
What in the world was going on?
Could it be that Su Han was an even bigger figure than Dong Lin?
At that thought, Yang Zicheng couldn’t help but smile bitterly at himself.
He had really kicked an iron plate!
No wonder Su Han was so confident, disregarding him completely.
“I don’t drink,” Su Han said, glancing at Dong Lin.
He had intended, if things really came to a head today, to give them a severe lesson, to teach them what it meant to be reasonable.
But since Dong Lin had arrived, there was no longer a need to deal with the situation in that manner.
Hearing that Su Han had even declined Dong Lin’s offer for a toast, Yang Zicheng’s anxiety grew.
What the hell was going on?
His face shifted slightly, far from the bossy composure he had shown before, his mind racing with thoughts of how to resolve the situation.
Offending Dong Lin would mean he could forget about mixing in the East City District!
Seeing that Su Han seemed to be in a bad mood, Dong Lin’s brows furrowed immediately.
He wasn’t foolish; he could tell that something confrontational had happened in this private room.
He turned his head sharply, staring at Yang Zicheng with a cold snort: “Yang Zicheng, I haven’t asked you yet, what are you doing in Mr.
Su’s room?”
Dong Lin’s tone was unfriendly, clearly aware that Su Han’s bad mood must have something to do with Yang Zicheng.
Having a favor to ask of Su Han, naturally, he couldn’t afford to upset him.
If Su Han were to change his mind and not help with his father’s medical treatment, what would he do?
Seeing Dong Lin angered, Yang Zicheng inwardly cursed at his misfortune!
His mind racing, he quickly grabbed a wine cup from the table, and started pouring wine hurriedly, forcing a smile: “District Chief, I came to toast Mr.
Su as well!”
Yang Zicheng smiled, but his heart was pounding; Su Han was really angry.
If he complained about him in front of Dong Lin, that would be the end of him!
He approached Su Han with a smile that was uglier than crying.
In the underground circles of East City District, no one was more aggressive than he was.
But no matter how aggressive, would he dare to cross the ‘number one’ of the official circles?
That would be a death wish!
Today was a hard-won opportunity, with Dong Lin visiting to accompany investors.
Yang Zicheng had hoped to seize the chance to make a good impression on Dong Lin, yet he had not expected to encounter this situation and offend someone whom even Dong Lin didn’t dare to cross!
Smiling awkwardly, hands holding the cup, Yang Zicheng bowed slightly before Su Han, standing there like a chastised child: “Mr.
Su, I was presumptuous.
Please, don’t hold it against me.”
His heart was in turmoil.
Just one word from Su Han could sign his death sentence!
Su Han looked at Yang Zicheng without touching the wine cup, simply staring at him for a long while before finally speaking: “I wanted to reason with you.
Are you listening?”
“Yes!
Yes!
I’m definitely listening,” Yang Zicheng replied hastily.
“Then have you done wrong?” Su Han continued.
“I have!
I really have.
Thank you, Mr.
Su, for your criticism.
I will definitely correct myself, definitely!” At this point, Yang Zicheng dared not say otherwise.
Even if Su Han told him to kneel, he would have to kneel immediately.
Su Han pointed at Li Yang, and though he didn’t like him, if Li Yang’s hand had been chopped off today, his life would have been ruined.
“He did indeed offend you, but there’s always a better solution to a problem, don’t you think, Mr.
Yang?” Su Han said calmly, “I believe Mr.
Yang is a reasonable man.”
“Mr.
Su is right, little Yang knows his mistake and will certainly change, will surely reflect deeply!” Yang Zicheng’s smile was uglier than tears, but hearing Su Han’s intention, it seemed that he no longer wanted to pursue the matter further, and the stone in his heart finally fell.
He turned his head towards the still dumbfounded Manager Lin and the others, who had no idea what was happening, and started scolding them: “What are you standing there for?
Toast to Mr.
Su!
You guys drink up, Mr.
Su just help yourself, just help yourself!”
Li Yang was slumped on the ground, watching how in these few short minutes, everything had changed dramatically; he was almost maimed just moments ago, but now, because of Su Han, people were even offering him a toast?
What on earth was going on?
Who exactly was Su Han?
How could he be so powerful!
Dong Lin also noticed the conflict between Su Han and Yang Zicheng, and seeing that Su Han wasn’t pursuing it, he also felt somewhat relieved.
After all, Yang Zicheng had some relation to him, and his earlier reproach was precisely because he didn’t want to nail him to the wall directly.
“Mr.
Su, the atmosphere here is noisy, may we step aside to talk?” Dong Lin smiled, eager to ask Su Han when he could come to treat his father’s condition, as this matter could not be delayed.
Su Han looked at Dong Lin and also understood what he wanted to ask, he whispered softly, “I was just about to contact you.
I’ve been preparing these past few days, I’ll come tomorrow, will that be okay?”
Hearing Su Han say he would come to treat his father, Dong Lin immediately became excited.
“Yes!
Yes!
I will send someone to pick you up tomorrow!” How could Dong Lin not be excited?
His eyes were even reddening, his father was who he cared about most in his heart.
Su Han nodded and said, “District Chief Dong probably still has things to attend to, you should go ahead and take care of them.
I’ll be there tomorrow, don’t worry.”
Dong Lin, having excused himself to come over, couldn’t stay too long.
Seeing that Su Han had spoken, he also nodded, drank up the wine in his glass, and smiling said, “Mr.
Su, this toast, I owe you one!”
Su Han also raised his glass, took a sip, and said no more.
Secretary Xu came over to call, and after shaking hands with Su Han several times, Dong Lin quickly left.
At this moment, the atmosphere inside the private room became somewhat strange.
Su Han stood there, and the eyes of Yang Zicheng and the others shifted toward him with a hint of dread now.
What sort of figure could he be who could command such respect from a high-ranking official like District Chief Dong Lin?
“Mr.
Su…” Yang Zicheng was feeling awkward; he didn’t dare to be impolite any longer, and together with Manager Lin and the others, they were all on tenterhooks, like walking on thin ice, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
“Let it go,” Su Han shook his head.
Now that Dong Lin had stepped in, he could see that the matter had been settled this way, “Let’s close the book on this, and let nobody speak of it.”
With that, he glanced at Li Yang and said somewhat helplessly, “This time I helped you, but next time, you must take responsibility for your own mistakes.”
After speaking, Su Han stopped looking at the others, turned around, and left the private room, feeling out of place in this environment.
Li Yang, who had been sitting paralyzed on the ground, jolted and promptly sat up, his emotions complex, not knowing what to say.
Su Han’s mystery and strength had left him incredibly shocked.
He himself had dared to underestimate such an important figure?
He wished he could give himself a couple of hard slaps!
Yang Zicheng followed out, seeing off Su Han as he left the KTV, finally letting out a sigh of relief.
Such an important figure was truly not someone he could afford to offend.
In his mind, he thought with lingering fear, it was fortunate that Su Han was skilled in martial arts.
If he had hurt Su Han, then today, he would have been doomed.