Cao Dehui was not drunk at the time. He blinked hard but still didn't recognize the person in front of him.
"Who are you? I really don't know you! If you dare to knock on my door again, I won't be polite!"
After Cao Dehui finished speaking, he slammed the door shut.
However, the person still didn't leave. "Deng deng deng! Deng deng deng!"
It was as if he would keep knocking until the door was opened.
Cao Dehui didn't have that much patience to begin with, and he had had a little to drink, so his temper was unusually fiery.
With a "whoosh," he threw the door open.
"You bastard..."
Before he could finish speaking, with a "bang," a beer bottle smashed onto his head.
The beer bottle wasn't hit with much force; it was just that the sound was rather loud.
Cao Dehui didn't fall to the ground immediately. Instead, he stood in place as if nothing had happened.
However, there was a wound on his head, and blood trickled down his cheek.
His face looked quite terrifying.
"You damn punk, still calling me 'old man'?"
shouted the young man outside the door.
This time, Cao Dehui chose to remain silent.
"You don't know who I am, do you? How could you possibly know? What you did this morning, you must know about it!"
The young man said.
"This morning? What did I do this morning?
I was defending my thesis this morning.
Oh, I see.
You, you must be that student who failed his thesis defense!"
After understanding the whole story, Cao Dehui became even calmer.
What could an ordinary, unremarkable student, with no power or influence in Sandong City, do to him?
"If you hadn't interfered, how could I have failed!"
The young man said angrily.
"What? Me? I think you're mistaken. All those judging professors were there. I followed the procedure. Even if I had let you pass, would the other professors have let you?
Besides, your failure to pass your graduation defense was decided by all the judging professors.
So, student, coming to me so rashly, you've truly blamed the wrong person.
How about this, let's just let this matter go today. I won't pursue it either. After all, I can understand how you feel!"
Cao Dehui had dealt with many such situations and had a set of smooth and effective phrases.
Young students, how much social experience do they have?
After Cao Dehui said this, his resolve weakened, and he thought he had indeed acted impulsively.
"Come, come, teacher is also drinking alone. Sit down, have a drink, and calm down!"
As Cao Dehui spoke, he turned and pulled the student inside.
After three cups of wine, the two of them cried as if their hearts were broken.
One recounted the hardships of his graduation defense, while the other offered words of comfort, all the while feeling like he was watching a play.
The scene was more colorful than the light show that day.
"Brother Cao, Cao the Rich Man, Old Cao... listen... to me!"
After just a few drinks, the student's speech was already slurred.
Cao Dehui felt a sense of pride: "Little brat, you think you can contend with me?"
Who didn't know his nickname was Cao the Rich Man?
Do you think that nickname was given for nothing?
Whether it was scheming or calculating, at Qingkong University, he dared to say he was second, and no one else dared to claim first!
"Haha, is that so?"
A voice suddenly appeared by his ear!
Cao Dehui was startled.
Could there be another student who had failed?
Although he could endure one beer bottle, if it happened again, he would have to reconsider.
After all, life was quite important.
"Who?" Cao Dehui asked.
At this moment, a young man was sitting opposite him at the table.
His hair was parted three-seven, his hair was short on the sides, he was wearing a black suit, and he held a cigar in his right hand.
"You... when did you get in!"
The other person sneered and didn't speak.
Cao Dehui, who had been somewhat tipsy, suddenly sobered up.
He carefully observed the young man opposite him and instinctively looked at his hands.
Seeing no beer bottles, he felt emboldened and began to speak.
"What are you doing here?"
Cao Dehui demanded.
"I'm here to help you."
Saying that, the young man lit the cigar, took a gentle puff, and blew it into the air.
"What? You help me? You must be joking. Do I need your help?"
Cao Dehui didn't believe him at all.
The wound on his head was bleeding, but it had stopped. The student beside him was already overwhelmed by alcohol and could barely stand. How could he threaten him?
The only threat was this young man who had appeared out of nowhere. Only he could pose a threat.
The person who came was indeed the one who came, but how could Cao Dehui possibly recognize him?
If he had recognized him, he wouldn't have dared to be so arrogant and displeased at this moment.
"Hahaha, uncle, don't be in such a hurry. I'll just wait here and see if you need me to save you!"
The visitor didn't stand on ceremony. He sat down directly in a chair and put his feet up on the dining table.
This...
Cao Dehui was furious, his lungs almost exploding!
"Damn it, can't you at least spare me some face?
I'm in the middle of eating, what do you mean by putting your feet up here?"
The visitor didn't speak but smiled strangely.
He wanted to see what would happen if the good fortune that should have been bestowed was not bestowed.
There were no beer bottles on the table, but there was an empty white wine bottle.
Cao Dehui didn't care about anything else and casually picked it up.
He hurled it fiercely at the visitor, using about two-thirds of his strength.
He was also afraid of accidentally killing the visitor.
But was the visitor someone who could be dealt with so easily?
Cao Dehui's wine bottle came down hard. This blow, while not fatal, would at least put the visitor in bed for ten days to half a month.
"Clang!" With a loud noise, the young student fell to the ground.
"Oh no, you've gotten yourself into trouble!"
The visitor reminded him with ill intent.
Cao Dehui panicked. Although he had conserved his strength, the white wine bottle had hit the student's head, and blood immediately gushed all over his face.
When he himself had been hit earlier, he didn't understand if he was that scared.
But now, seeing the young student smashed like this by his own hand, he knew he was in serious trouble.
"Clap clap clap!"
The visitor began to applaud.
"Not bad, a direct hit. No chance of survival!"
As soon as these words were uttered, Cao Dehui immediately panicked.
He immediately knelt on the ground, "Little brother, please don't say anything."
"Is that so? Why should I?"
The visitor suddenly stopped smiling, his eyes filled with a touch of sadness.
However, while speaking, his hands didn't stop.
A video appeared on the visitor's phone.
Seeing this, Cao Dehui felt a chill run down his spine.
This leverage was now firmly in someone else's hands.
"As long as you don't say anything, I'll give you as much money as you want!"
"Is that so?"
The visitor had a strong interest in money.
Since Cao Dehui was sensible, he naturally had to ask for a generous amount.
"Yes, just name your price!"