“Dr. Jiang?” Pi Ruan looked at Jiang Cheng in surprise.

“Why didn’t you tell me about something like this?” Jiang Cheng walked over, looking at the bandage on Pi Ruan’s head. “Who did this?”

“Did Su Lin call you?” Pi Ruan seemed a little unhappy, and coughed violently. He had told Miss Lin not to say anything.

“Don’t blame innocent people. I found out on my own.” Jiang Cheng casually twisted open a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him.

Pi Ruan took the water but didn’t drink it, holding it awkwardly in his hands. “Dr. Jiang, Xue Jinhua is trying to kick me to the curb after I’ve served my purpose. I didn’t expect her to be so ruthless, showing no regard for our past.”

“She never had any past with you to begin with.” Jiang Cheng pulled up a chair and sat across from Pi Ruan, first asking, “How are you feeling?”

“Not good, just dizzy…” Pi Ruan told the truth, “My body is a little weak.”

Jiang Cheng reached over and picked up the paper in front of Pi Ruan, a printed letter of commitment.

Jiang Cheng quickly scanned it. The general idea was that Pi Ruan had to promise to give up all benefits and pay a large sum of money in compensation. Otherwise, he would be sued for fraud and sent to prison.

Jiang Cheng knew Pi Ruan’s financial situation. This amount of compensation would basically empty him out, completely pushing him out of the game. All his hard work over the past few years would be for nothing.

“Why didn’t you come to me with something like this?” Jiang Cheng looked up, as if still dwelling on the issue.

“Dr. Jiang, you know Xue Jinhua’s influence in Rongcheng. I didn’t want you to offend her because of me…”

Before he could finish, Jiang Cheng interrupted him. He held the letter of commitment and looked at Pi Ruan. “How much of her family fortune did you say you wanted?”

Pi Ruan stammered, “30 percent. That was the price I asked, but in reality, even 10 percent would have been enough. I really didn’t want to take too much.”

“30 percent it is.” Jiang Cheng put away the letter of commitment and stuffed it into his pocket. “I’ll take this job. A man’s youth is also precious. They need to learn to pay for their actions.”

“Take good care of your injury. Find some time to draft a contract. I’ll have Xue Jinhua come sign it in the next couple of days.” Jiang Cheng didn’t waste any time and got up to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, a commotion broke out outside the office, and then the door was kicked open.

“Oh, hiding out here!” The one leading the charge was a young man with dyed yellow hair, dressed in a flashy manner, with a vertical red eye tattoo right in the middle of his forehead, as if it were tattooed with blood.

When Jiang Cheng was scrolling through short videos watching pretty girls dance, he would occasionally come across some eye-catching things, so he knew that this kind of tattoo was called a Tianyan (heavenly eye).

Behind the yellow-haired man were several lackeys, swaggering into the room.

“Pi Ruan.” The yellow-haired man didn’t even look at Jiang Cheng, pointing directly at Pi Ruan and saying, “Let me tell you straight, you have to sign that letter of commitment today, whether you want to or not. Otherwise, I’ll smash your other eye!”

“Are you talking about this?” Jiang Cheng pulled the letter of commitment out of his pocket, waving it in front of everyone.

“Who are you?” The yellow-haired man narrowed his eyes, looking sideways at Jiang Cheng. “How did you get your hands on that letter of commitment?”

“My name is Jiang Cheng. I’m a friend of Pi Ruan’s.” Jiang Cheng asked, “What’s your relationship with Xue Jinhua?”

“You’ll be scared to death if I tell you.” The yellow-haired leader said loudly, “Xue Jinhua is my grandmother! I own half of this company.”

“I’m warning you, go cool off somewhere else, lest my brother accidentally beat you to death in a fight later.” A fat man behind the yellow-haired man yelled.

This fat man clearly seemed to be a pillar of the group. He deliberately lifted his clothes, revealing a rough tattoo on his body.

But even such a crude tattoo successfully attracted the attention of the well-informed Jiang Cheng.

For no other reason than that the tattoo was too fierce.

Nine Dragons pulling a coffin, with an open-eyed Guan Gong lying in the coffin.

Guan Gong even had a Tianyan (heavenly eye) opened on his head with pigeon blood, and the Tianyan was a rare double pupil.

Each dragon’s back was ridden by a little man, clutching something like a rope in his hands, which, upon closer inspection, appeared to be imitating Nezha drawing out the dragon tendons.

“What are you dawdling about here for? Hurry up and get lost!” The tattooed fat man glared, looking very imposing.

“Wait a minute.” The yellow-haired man had beaten Pi Ruan yesterday, and today he found Jiang Cheng interesting. He squinted at the honest-looking Jiang Cheng and grinned, “Your grandpa has changed his mind. Today, you either get beaten up, or you crawl out of here.”

Jiang Cheng tilted his head, glancing at the security camera in the corner.

Unexpectedly, this action seemed to ignite the yellow-haired man’s excitement. “Hey, I’d say you’re pretty sly, kid, knowing to hide under the security camera, thinking I wouldn’t dare hit you, huh?”

After saying that, he took a baseball bat handed over by a lackey, stepped on a chair, and smashed the security camera to smithereens.

After smashing it, he rested the baseball bat diagonally on his shoulder, tilted his head, and looked at Jiang Cheng, breathing heavily with a malicious grin. “Now you’re finished.”

At this time, Pi Ruan, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up. “Dr. Jiang,” he said softly, “this is the only security camera in this office, and he’s already broken it.”

“Click.” A lackey neatly closed the door, then locked it.

Pi Ruan turned to look at the door, then turned back and said, “They locked the door too.”

Seeing Pi Ruan’s timid appearance, the yellow-haired man and his lackeys became even more excited, each one eager to try.

Some said their fist, as big as a sandbag, was itching for a fight, while others said their ancestral Twenty-Two Styles Tan Leg technique hadn’t been used in a long time, and they would use Jiang Cheng as their guinea pig today.

Jiang Cheng unbuttoned his coat, but when he realized he was wearing a white shirt underneath, he paused, then reluctantly put his coat back on.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng seemed unconvinced, the fat man with the Nine Dragons Coffin tattoo stepped forward. “I’ll…”

Jiang Cheng kicked him in the chest, sending the fat man flying backward, scraping across the floor, and slamming heavily into the wall. He couldn’t catch his breath and almost died on the spot.

The fat man was the most powerful fighter in the group. The other guy who had charged over with an iron pipe didn’t even see Jiang Cheng move before he was on the ground.

This scared the skinny guy who had charged over with him. The skinny guy’s face was covered with freckles, but his mind was still pretty good. After seeing Jiang Cheng casually bend the iron pipe, his throat couldn’t help but twitch.

Then, he immediately dropped the baseball bat in his hand and bowed respectfully to Jiang Cheng. “I’m sorry, I’ve disturbed you.”

Jiang Cheng casually punched him, and he lay down next to the fat man.

After hearing the sounds of “bang bang” inside the office, Miss Lin outside the door became extremely anxious. Yesterday, Boss Pi was injured by the yellow-haired leader.

Relying on being Xue Jinhua’s grandson, he had come to the door to force Boss Pi to sign the compensation agreement.

Just as Miss Lin was about to call the police, the fighting inside the door stopped. After about ten seconds, they actually heard a neat chorus of singing.

“Just like this, I am conquered by you, cutting off all escape routes~”

“My mood is firm, my decision is confused~”

“Just like this, I am conquered by you, drinking the poison you have hidden~”

“My plot has come to an end, my love and hate have… Ouch! Damn, no, no, it hurts, it hurts!”

“Thump!”

“Bang!”

“I was wrong… Wuu…”