Chapter 900: Chapter 900

"Fatty, has the money arrived?" Ling Chen asked, holding down the earpiece.

Soon, Hu Fei’s excited voice came through the earpiece: "A total of 1.5 billion US dollars, all credited. Haha! We’re rich now."

"OK!" Ling Chen smiled slightly, stood up, and said to everyone present, "Thanks for your cooperation and support. Once I deal with the God Organization, you’ll all get credit. Well, I’m in a hurry. I’ll see you again when there’s a chance."

After speaking, Ling Chen didn’t pause, quickly walked to the room’s window, smashed the glass, and jumped out directly.

Just as Ling Chen left, Ling Shen and Yang He immediately rushed into the room.

Seeing the shattered glass window, Ling Shen sprinted to it, leaned out to look. But, besides the dark lawn, he found nothing.

"Go down and search, we must not let him escape."

Upon hearing Ling Shen’s order, the security personnel who followed quickly ran out.

Returning to the round table, Ling Shen looked at the note left on the table and said in a deep voice, "What’s this?"

Immediately, several wealthy people who had been extorted rushed to complain, detailing the events.

"Bastard!" After listening, Ling Shen couldn’t help but curse angrily.

"Mr. Yang, stay here with them, I’m going out for a bit."

At this moment, at the manor’s cocktail party, Ling Chen was humming a tune, hands in the pockets of his suit pants, strolling leisurely.

Just recently, effortlessly getting 1.5 billion US dollars was something that could make him happy for days.

"Mr. Song, come on, let’s have another drink!"

"And Miss Leng, you join too."

Walking among the crowd, Ling Chen heard a lively sound. Turning his head, he saw several men in their thirties gathered around a table with several bottles of foreign wine placed on it, two of which were already empty.

Among the guests, Ling Chen also saw Leng Feifei and Song Wen. However, when he noticed Leng Feifei’s appearance, he couldn’t help but frown.

At the moment, Leng Feifei’s cheeks were flushed, clearly showing signs of not being able to handle her drink. However, facing Leng Feifei’s slightly drunken state, the men next to her showed no intention of stopping, continuing to persuade her to drink. Especially Song Wen on the side, who was the most enthusiastic in urging.

Moreover, the wine glasses handed to Leng Feifei were all full, while others only had symbolic half-full glasses.

Seeing this scene, Ling Chen immediately felt displeased.

Is this how you bully women?

At this time, looking at the full glass handed to her, Leng Feifei refused politely, "I really can’t drink anymore."

"Hey! This is wine personally toasted by President Wu. If you don’t drink, you’re disrespecting President Wu."

"Exactly," someone immediately echoed, "You drank the wine toasted by Mr. Chen, if you don’t drink President Wu’s wine, aren’t you looking down on President Wu?"

"No, it’s not," Leng Feifei quickly waved her hand, explaining, "I really can’t drink anymore. If I have two more glasses, I guess I will be drunk." After finishing, Leng Feifei cast a pleading glance at Song Wen, hoping he would help her push the wine away.

"Feifei," Song Wen leaned close to Leng Feifei’s ear and whispered, "President Wu and they are all company’s collaborators and big clients, we can’t offend them. As long as you accompany them well with the drinks, make good relations, any future projects will definitely come to you to discuss. This has a big advantage for your future position improvement in the company."

"This..." Leng Feifei looked a bit hesitant.

"Drink it," Song Wen continued to coax, "If you get drunk later, I’ll take you home."

Hearing Song Wen’s persuasion, Leng Feifei lightly bit her thin lips, reached out and took the wine glass handed by President Wu.

Seeing her move, the people around the table immediately laughed and cheered loudly, "Great, that’s the spirit of a heroine. Come, cheers!"

During the conversation, Song Wen and the other men exchanged a knowing look, full of smug smiles.

"President Wu, please look out for us in the future." After speaking, Leng Feifei lifted the wine glass, ready to drink the foreign wine in the cup.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly reached over from behind, blocking Leng Feifei’s wine glass.

The voice came, Leng Feifei turned her head, looking at Ling Chen standing behind her, surprised, "Why are you here?"

"Just passing by." Ling Chen replied casually, took Leng Feifei’s wine glass, and said, "Everyone, I’m sorry, my friend can’t handle alcohol, I’ll drink this glass on her behalf."

"Wait a minute!" Before Ling Chen could drink the wine, a man immediately stopped Ling Chen’s action, unhappily saying, "This wine can’t be drank on behalf easily, Mr. Song hasn’t spoken, you don’t seem qualified."

"Feifei is my friend, I have the duty to protect her safety." Pausing, Ling Chen glanced at everyone present and said, "We’re all men, I understand your intentions. Let me advise you, no matter what you intend, just don’t target my friend. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude."

"Rude!" Song Wen frowned and said, "Ling Chen, we’re just simply drinking and chatting, getting closer, don’t think so badly of us. These are company clients, if you offend them all, how can we do business in the future? I don’t care about your relationship with Feifei, but, you need to apologize now."

"What if I don’t apologize?"

"Then you’ll implicate your friend. Feifei finally found a job, you don’t want her to get fired, right?"

"Ling Chen." Leng Feifei feared conflict between the two sides, quickly grabbed Ling Chen’s hand, and said, "It’s okay, I can handle one or two drinks."

"Do you really think they’ll let you off?" Ling Chen said helplessly, "You lack social experience. They keep urging you to drink, obviously wanting to take advantage of you. If you really get drunk, then they can do as they please. Feifei, you know people’s faces, not their hearts. Do you think they care about your career?" Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱

"Alright!" Before Leng Feifei finished her sentence, Ling Chen interrupted, "You don’t need to say anymore, I’ll handle this for you."

"Mr. Song, right." Ling Chen looked at Song Wen and said, "Do you know what ’beast in human clothing’ means? People like you are the best explanation of ’beast in human clothing’."

Hearing this, Song Wen couldn’t sit still, abruptly stood up, pointed at Ling Chen’s nose, and said, "You dare insult me?"

"So what if I insult you? I think not only do you deserve insults, but also a beating. Put your hand down, I hate people pointing at my nose when talking. Also, you and your cronies have to apologize to Feifei right away."

"Hmph! Apologize to us, what are you?!" The others at the table shouted.