He snatched the phone from one of the artists. As soon as he saw that the account was completely empty, he fell into a state of terror.
An ominous premonition arose in his heart. However, just as the saying goes, "the rope breaks at the thinnest part," an urgent phone call came in, sounding like a midnight bell.
"Who is it? Why are they calling so early in the morning?" Zhang Qiang was startled and patted his chest.
"Mr. Zhang, I am so sorry, but your artists' tour performances have to be completely canceled!" the person on the other end said apologetically.
Zhang Qiang’s heart sank. Even a fool would know what had happened.
"Are you joking? Canceled? Why is this happening?"
"Mr. Zhang, I am truly sorry, but the other party's methods are too powerful. I cannot provide you with too many details, only that you have offended someone you shouldn't have. You should be careful from now on. If you can't handle it, you might as well quit the entertainment industry. Protecting your life is sometimes more important than anything else!" With a click, the call was hung up.
Mu Feng remained seated on the sofa, his legs crossed, surveying everything with an air of strategizing and control.
"Mr. Zhang, your complexion doesn't look too good. I have a nourishing formula, would you like to try it?" Mu Feng grinned.
This laughter was grating to Zhang Qiang's ears.
"Kid, shut up! Tell me, what underhanded methods did you use?" He lunged forward in a fit of rage, grabbing Mu Feng by the collar.
Mu Feng snorted and pushed him away. "Mr. Zhang, please use your brain when you speak. Who is blocking whom? I think the conclusion is already clear. Do you think I don't see everything you've done to my Shengyuan?"
"Is that the same thing? I ask you to immediately withdraw your dirty tactics and get out of my company!" Zhang Qiang, furious, directly issued the eviction notice.
Mu Feng chuckled. "Are you out of your mind? What do you mean 'your' company? I'm sorry, but Huayu Brokerage Company is mine now!"
"What did you say? Are you looking to die?" Zhang Qiang leaped up, ready to scuffle with him.
Mu Feng slapped him away and then took out the gambling agreement they had just signed. "The ink on this agreement is barely dry, have you already forgotten its existence?"
Zhang Qiang trembled with anger. He knew that this gambling agreement had legal validity.
With black and white text and signatures from both parties, if it truly came down to a legal dispute, he would definitely lose the lawsuit.
However, Zhang Qiang was by no means a pushover and would not easily hand over his company.
He directly tore his copy of the agreement to shreds. "Boy, see? The agreement is void now!"
"It's void just because you say so? Then my copy is still here, isn't it?" Mu Feng waved the agreement in front of him.
Zhang Qiang trembled all over with rage. He directly grabbed the desk phone and shouted, "Call all the security guards over here, bring your weapons to my office!"
In just two minutes, more than twenty burly security guards armed with electric batons rushed in.
With reinforcements, Zhang Qiang revealed a smug smile. "Mr. Mu, discretion is the better part of valor. If you don't want to die, please tear up this agreement, otherwise, I wouldn't mind letting you experience the taste of electrocution!"
"Are you already losing your temper? I must say, you people have a small perspective. It's just a company, after all!"
"If I lose, I won't even blink an eye and will hand it over to you!"
Mu Feng spoke with great magnanimity, though this was naturally based on the premise that he would win.
Zhang Qiang stomped his foot in anger. "Stop the nonsense, are you going to tear it or not?"
"What if I say no? I'm planning to keep this agreement and sue your company later!" Mu Feng tucked the agreement into the inner pocket of his jacket.
"Beat him! Whoever beats him to death, I'll reward them with a hundred thousand yuan, and everyone in the security department will get ten thousand!" Zhang Qiang was willing to pay the price.
After all, he understood that if Mu Feng left with this agreement, the consequences would be unimaginable. It would be better to act decisively and kill him.
"Stop hitting me, why are you hitting me?"
Zhang Qiang felt a dizzying sensation as if the world was spinning, unsure who had pulled him into the crowd.
Mu Feng had somehow appeared behind the security personnel, and Zhang Qiang had fallen into the crowd in his place.
Countless fists and kicks rained down on him. He clutched his head and shouted, "You blind fools, don't you know who I am?"
The security guard kicking him the hardest yelled excitedly, "Brothers, this kid has some skills! He can even imitate our Mr. Zhang's voice! Kick him to death!"
"That's right, kick him to death! I'll definitely get this hundred thousand, and my son's tuition for studying abroad will be covered!"
An older security guard kicked with particular ferocity, afraid of not getting the money.
Zhang Qiang was beaten black and blue, completely unrecognizable to the security guards.
The beautiful assistant finally reacted and hurriedly shouted, "Stop! Everyone, stop!"
"Sorry, without Mr. Zhang's order, we absolutely will not stop!" one of the security guards said while kicking.
She was so anxious that tears were about to stream down her face. "Look carefully, you've hit the wrong person! You're hitting Mr. Zhang!"
As soon as she said this, the security guards were all startled. They quickly turned around and found Mu Feng looking at them speechlessly.
Mu Feng coughed. "I say, are you all nearsighted? You don't even know you've hit the wrong person?"
"Ah? Then, then who was beaten just now..." The security guard shivered in fear.
Zhang Qiang finally managed to stand up with the help of the beautiful assistant.
At this moment, even his mother would not have been able to recognize that this pig's head was her son without a careful inspection.
"You unfilial scoundrels, all of your wages will be docked!"
Zhang Qiang spat blood, clearly having been beaten severely.
Mu Feng took out a brown pill. "I have medicine for bruises and sprains here. Mr. Zhang, take it quickly, or you might spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair!"
With such intense blows, an ordinary person like him could not withstand it.
If he hadn't been supported, Zhang Qiang wouldn't even have the ability to stand.
"You useless bunch, if you don't want to be fired, beat him to death immediately!"
Zhang Qiang shouted, spitting blood.
The security guards exchanged glances and prepared to beat Mu Feng.
"Mr. Zhang, acting this way is really too much. You must honor the bet you made, which reflects a person's character. You are truly petty!"
"And to you all, I advise you not to fight me, because in the upcoming fight, not everyone might survive!"
As he spoke, Mu Feng produced a short sword from somewhere. The sword gleamed with a cold light, and there were even bloodstains on it.