Ultimate Method: Practice your fist a hundred times, and use violence to control violence.

By evening, Tie Qingyang and Wan Ze arrived at the Ruby International Hotel, where several cars were already parked.

Tie Feiyang led his men forward quickly: "Dad, the people from Yushang Group have arrived... The person next to him should be Xiao Qing."

"This is my son, Tie Feiyang." Tie Qingyang ignored his son's flustered state and turned to Wan Ze with a smile, introducing him, "Feiyang, this is Mr. Wan!"

Tie Feiyang paused, not expecting the old man to be so rambling at this crucial moment. But having followed Tie Qingyang for so many years, he could also grasp the key point and quickly nodded politely, saying, "Mr. Wan, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Wan Ze nodded in response.

Tie Feiyang felt a little strange because this Mr. Wan was too young.

of course.

He also knew that Xiao Zhao was beaten to death by this Mr. Wan in front of him.

In other words, the other side could also kill him.

Can……

Hearing about someone and seeing them in person are clearly two different things.

However, Tie Qingyang's attitude towards Wan Ze clearly instilled a kind of unspoken respect in Tie Feiyang, which was the key reason why he was nervous but dared not show any hesitation.

"Mr. Wan, let's go up together." Tie Qingyang never mentioned Xiao Qing again. In fact, after his secret conversation with Wan Ze yesterday, the outcome of today's negotiations was already predetermined.

Tie Feiyang opened his mouth, watching his father and the young Mr. Wan walk ahead, completely baffled.

I had no choice but to hurry up and catch up.

The owner of the Ruby Hotel and his manager had just finished calming down the people from Yushang Group, and before they could even catch their breath, they came running over again. "President Tie, you've finally arrived."

"Boss Wang, please forgive me for what happened today," Tie Qingyang said with a warm smile.

Mr. Wang, the owner of Ruby, dared not act like a big shot and repeatedly bowed and scraped, saying, "You flatter me too much. This way, please."

The group set off in a grand procession.

The entire Ruby Hotel had been booked out, and it was filled with burly men in black. Even though Tie Qingyang had invited Wan Ze for help, he couldn't possibly leave it unprepared.

The top floor is a large single-level apartment of over 700 square meters.

The eastern corner was already crowded with people, about twenty or so, with only two people sitting down: Sun Shengji, the big boss of Yushang Group, and Xiao Qing. A waiter poured tea for the two of them with trembling hands, and the entire hall was silent.

Sun Shengji's throat felt dry. He glanced at the men following behind him. These were the most capable elites of his Yushang Group. More importantly, Xiao Qing was sitting right next to him.

"Mr. Xiao?"

"Don't worry, I'm here for you." Xiao Qing sipped his tea slowly. Although Sun Shengji didn't say anything, he seemed to know everything.

"Of course I believe Mr. Xiao." Sun Shengji smiled awkwardly, but his mouth moved as if he wanted to mention the expert that Tie Qingyang had found, but Xiao Qing looked completely confident, so he swallowed his words.

"They've arrived." A voice suddenly came from the doorway.

Sun Shengji's expression changed. He was a little nervous about breaking ties with that old scoundrel Tie Qingyang.

A shout followed immediately from outside the door.

With a loud bang, the door was smashed open, and a figure staggered and fell to the ground. Immediately, the faces of all the people behind Sun Shengji changed, and they looked over with fierce expressions.

A group of men in black pushed open the door and strode in, then made way for them. They saw Tie Qingyang, dressed in a Tang suit, approaching with a cane and being supported by Tie Feiyang. A young man was also with them.

"Tie Qingyang, you dare to hit my men? If you don't want to negotiate, just say so! I'm not afraid!" Sun Shengji immediately stood up and shouted angrily.

Tie Qingyang's expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, "If President Sun truly wanted to talk, why would he need to send someone to deliberately annoy people at the door?"

Hotel owner Wang quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "Please calm down, both of you. We've prepared some snacks here, all of which are our new signature dishes. Let's eat and chat."

"This is none of your business, get the hell out of here!" Sun Shengji had nowhere to vent his anger, so he pointed at the hotel owner Wang's nose and cursed him, making the man look ugly and unable to back down.

But there's no way around it; when you're in business, you have to put on a smiling face.

After all, one was a seasoned veteran of Holy City, and the other was a rising star in Holy City; neither of these groups were people he could afford to offend.

"Boss Wang, you can go down now. This matter has nothing to do with you after all." Tie Qingyang spoke up, giving Boss Wang a way out. He looked at him with gratitude, cupped his hands, and led his hotel staff down.

As the door closed, the manager asked in a low voice, "Mr. Wang, should we... call the police?"

Boss Wang shook his head.

Calling the police would be like ruining your own reputation.

I just hope those two gentlemen inside can shake hands and make peace. If all else fails, send their men to fight each other to settle the score.

His renovation was incredibly expensive!

……

Sun Shengji stared at Tie Qingyang, then snorted coldly, "Speak, how do you want to negotiate?"

"Boss Sun asked me?" Tie Qingyang walked to the long table on the west side and sat down, his gaze slowly sweeping over the faces of the people from Yushang Group.

"Then I'll be blunt: your Iron Cross Group must withdraw from the Qingya No. 1 Courtyard project!"

Sun Shengji had barely finished speaking when Tie Feiyang angrily interrupted him: "Go to hell! You surnamed Sun, don't think you're something just because the management and the police are on your side! When our Iron Cross was setting up rules in St. Louis, you were still suckling!"

Sun Shengji gave him a cold look: "Little brat, do you have the right to interrupt your elders? Get lost!"

Tie Feiyang was furious.

Sun Shengji said calmly, "I'll say it again: this is no longer the time for your Iron Cross to swagger around in Shengshi. I'm telling you this: if you don't back out of the No. 1 Courtyard project, it won't be a problem for those people from your group who were arrested by the police to be sentenced to ten or eight years in prison."

"Sun Shengji, you fucking disregard the rules! When it comes to methods, are we any dirtier than you?! You know how many people died in the demolition of Shili Village!" Tie Feiyang was furious, the arrested person was one of his trusted confidants.

Sun Shengji's face immediately turned cold: "Didn't I tell you to shut up? Tie Qingyang, you don't care about your son, then I will! Slap him!"

Sun Shengji finished speaking.

The figure beside him suddenly flicked his finger, and the water droplets that had fallen from the teacup shot out with lightning speed.

At that moment, Tie Qingyang was coughing while holding a handkerchief in his hand, his head down as if he hadn't seen what was happening at all.

Tie Fei raised his hand, trying to block, but with his speed, it seemed impossible for him to stop.

"Snapped!"

The water droplet suddenly exploded in mid-air less than half a meter away from his face, as if it had been blocked by something.

In an instant, everyone's attention was finally drawn to the young man sitting behind Tie Qingyang.

Sun Shengji's heart sank.

He had noticed Wan Ze long ago, but he didn't take it seriously because Wan Ze was young. He thought that the expert that Tie Qingyang had found was hidden among his subordinates.

But now it seems he was wrong!

The atmosphere subtly shifted the moment the water droplet was broken.

Just then, Xiao Qing spoke up, looking at Wan Ze with a playful expression: "Since you're an expert invited by Boss Tie, how about we have a match first? Do you need me to give you a handicap, kid?"