Starshine Group, isn't that my own company?

Holy cow, my own company's employees are actually bullying my own aunt, which is simply unbearable.

Lin Chen took a taxi and followed the two to the hotel.

Zuo Sisi and Tang Jin walked into the private room, where quite a few people were already seated, all Tang Jin's friends.

Looking at a table of strangers, Zuo Sisi frowned; however, for the company, she had to fight on.

At that moment, Tang Jin opened a bottle of Wuliangye and looked at Zuo Sisi lewdly, "President Zuo, whether your company gets thirty or forty percent depends on your performance."

Zuo Sisi blushed and said, "Manager Tang, I can't drink."

"Not drinking is unacceptable, that means you don't give me face, right? Then there's no need to talk about business," he said, pouring a full glass of wine for Zuo Sisi without further ado.

Just then, the door suddenly opened, and Lin Chen walked in with a smile.

Everyone was stunned. Who was this kid dressed in street stall clothes?

Zuo Sisi turned her head in surprise, "Lin Chen, what are you doing here?"

Lin Chen blinked his eyes and said with a smile, "Isn't that what you invited me for, President Zuo?"

Zuo Sisi quickly caught on and said, "Right, right, Lin Chen, have a seat."

The sudden appearance of a Cheng Yaojin like Lin Chen really irked Tang Jin, but what annoyed him even more was that this guy actually sat right next to Zuo Sisi in his own seat.

"Kid, that's my seat," Tang Jin said with dissatisfaction.

"Your seat, does it have your name on it?" Lin Chen looked at Tang Jin with a smile.

Tang Jin's expression darkened and his gaze was cold as he watched Zuo Sisi, "President Zuo, what do you mean by this? Don't you want this project anymore?"

Before Zuo Sisi could speak, Lin Chen interjected, "Manager Tang, since when does Starshine Company have such a rule, that we need to accompany drinking when signing an agreement with your company?"

Tang Jin opened his mouth but said nothing. He had intended to get Zuo Sisi drunk and then take her straight to a room to enjoy the beauty, but never anticipated that his plans would be foiled by an unanticipated interference.

"Kid, you like drinking so much, huh? Good, today I'll let you drink your fill," Tang Jin said angrily as he found a chair to sit down, his eyes full of rage.

Soon, a glass of wine was placed in front of Lin Chen.

Tang Jin picked up the glass and said to Zuo Sisi, "President Zuo, this is our first drink together, my respects to you."

Zuo Sisi picked up the glass, intending to reciprocate, but at that moment, Lin Chen stood up.

"President Zuo, you don't drink alcohol. It's fine to substitute tea for liquor," Lin Chen said indifferently.

Upon hearing Lin Chen's words, Tang Jin's face darkened, "Who the fuck are you to speak here?"

"If President Zuo wants to sign this contract, then drink this glass," Tang Jin's eyes showed a fierce light.

Zuo Sisi bit her lip, "Lin Chen, don't stop me, I'll drink!"

As she said this, Zuo Sisi took the glass and was ready to drink.

But with a swift motion, the glass in front of Zuo Sisi disappeared.

Lin Chen, grinning, took the glass, "Since you love drinking so much, you drink this glass!"

No sooner had he spoken than Lin Chen raised his hand, dousing Tang Jin's face with the entire glass of wine.

"You're asking for death, kid!" Tang Jin was completely furious.

"Guys, get him; trash him for me," Tang Jin commanded with a face ashen with rage.

A few men at the table picked up bottles and surrounded Lin Chen.

"This kid must be looking for death."

"Kid, you're not getting out of here today."

At that moment, a young man in a plaid shirt, holding a bottle, smashed it towards Lin Chen's head.

"Motherfucker, daring to splash Brother Jin, I'll kill you."

The plaid-shirt man saw that Lin Chen appeared weak, so he wanted to show off in front of Tang Jin, hoping for a promotion to head of security or something, considering Starshine Company paid well.

But as beautiful as his thoughts were, he found the bottle missing from his hand mid-swing.

Impossible!

Plaid Shirt stared at his empty right hand, stunned.

Lin Chen brandished the wine bottle in his hand, "Looking for this?"

How could it be possible? The wine bottle was clearly in his own hand, how did it appear in Lin Chen's hand like a magic trick?

"Smash!"

Accompanied by the sound of the shattering bottle, Lin Chen brought the wine bottle down hard on Plaid Shirt's head, and blood immediately started to flow.

The rest were petrified by the shocking scene, all of them buddies of Tang Jin who only engaged in minor misdemeanors; the sight of blood scared them witless.

"Anyone else want to try something?" Lin Chen's hand clenched, and the half bottle in his hand instantly turned into powder.

"Gah!"

The whole private room fell dead silent.

"Brother Jin, I just remembered I have to work overtime at my unit, I'm heading off first."

"Brother Jin, my aunt's daughter's sister-in-law's child is having a baby today, I need to visit them."

"Brother Jin, I just remembered it's your niece's birthday today, I gotta split."

In less than a minute, all those who were just clamoring to waste Lin Chen had vanished without a trace.

Fuming, Tang Jin's face turned ashen, finally understanding the true nature of fair-weather friends.

"President Zuo, let's talk this through nicely, just let this young man let me go, and I can give you a forty percent share dividend," Tang Jin said with a pale face, forcing a smile.

"Forty percent, that's too little?" Lin Chen said coldly while sitting and looking at Tang Jin.

"Fifty percent!" Tang Jin promised again.

Zuo Sisi was dumbfounded, just moments ago they wouldn't agree on three layers and now they were offering them a fifty percent dividend.

Lin Chen chuckled coldly, approached Tang Jin, and said, "Are you thinking, just agree to anything now and then renege once you're out the door?"

"I wouldn't dare, wouldn't dare!" With his thoughts read, Tang Jin quickly wiped sweat from his brow and denied it vehemently.

"Too bad, you no longer have the authority to decide on the dividend share, so you simply don't have the standing to negotiate with me," Lin Chen said.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped it across Tang Jin's face.

"Weren't you going to waste me just now?"

"Didn't you behave all high and mighty because of the power in your hands?"

"Weren't you just about to get my aunt drunk and then violate her on the bed?"

Slaps resounded in the private room, and Zuo Sisi found it satisfying to watch, but she couldn't help feeling helpless, realizing this deal was definitely going south.

Just then, the door of the room suddenly opened and several men in suits hurried in.

Lin Chen then stopped hitting, sat down in the chair, and looked at the newcomers with a smiling expression.

Upon spotting them, Tang Jin rejoiced, "President Qiao, you're here! Call the police to arrest this thug, look what he did to my face."

"They insisted on an eighty percent share dividend, and when I disagreed, they turned me into this mess."

"And you, you bitch, I swear, if I don't bankrupt your father's company, my name Tang won't be written backwards."

Sniveling and tearful, Tang Jin's ability to concoct stories left Lin Chen utterly speechless.

Qiao Yong glanced at Lin Chen and his gaze turned frosty.

"Slap, slap!" Two resounding slaps struck Tang Jin's face.

"President Qiao, why are you hitting me?" Tang Jin, with his swollen face, was bewildered.

At this moment, Qiao Yong led several men to Lin Chen, lined up in front of him, and bowed respectfully, "Chairman, hello!"

"Chairman?"

Tang Jin's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and he collapsed onto the ground with a thud.