My Wild Wife in Shanghai

"Make me apologize to him? On what grounds?"

The man with the gold chain was no pushover either. Fueled by alcohol and anger, he stubbornly retorted, "I just called my men to get reinforcements. My brothers will be here soon. He thinks he's so tough? Fine, I'll give him a good fight today!!"

"You want to fight Mr. Chen?"

Brother Long was so angry when he heard this that he almost burst out laughing.

Putting aside Chen Ye's own formidable fighting prowess, any one of his powerful backers could crush Jin Qiang like an ant.

"Jin Qiang, you're overestimating yourself!" He walked up to Jin Qiang and said coldly, "I'm asking you to apologize because I'm helping you. Don't fucking take my kindness for granted."

"I... ..."

Jin Qiang felt a little apprehensive when he saw that Brother Long from the Ninth Dojo was angry.

He wasn't afraid of Chen Ye, but rather of A Long from the Ninth Dojo.

"I'll apologize!"

Jin Qiang approached Chen Ye with a feigned air, and said with a resentful expression, "Sorry!"

Seeing this, Ah Long quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Mr. Chen, Ah Qiang has already apologized. Uncle Kun and the others are still waiting for you. How about we go upstairs together?"

Ah Long's attitude once again surprised everyone present.

Brother Long of Jiudaochang is the manager of the venue. He is usually arrogant and domineering, and very imposing.

But tonight, in front of Chen Ye, he acted like a grandson.

Liu Wenmei, standing to the side, was also filled with turmoil, wondering how her student had suddenly transformed into someone who seemed like a gangster boss.

"No rush to go upstairs!"

At this moment, Chen Ye said calmly, "This bastard bullied my teacher, and he still hasn't given my teacher an explanation."

"You've gone too far, haven't you?"

Jin Qiang, fueled by alcohol, roared loudly.

He had just apologized to Chen Ye, suppressing his temper, out of respect for Ah Long from the Ninth Dojo.

He was already resentful, and now Chen Ye's words had only fueled his anger.

"Shut up!"

Nine Dojo's Ah Long shouted at Ah Qiang.

Just then, Ah Long's phone rang; it was Wei Changqing calling from upstairs.

"Quiet down, Boss Wei's on the phone!" Ah Long shouted, picking up the phone casually. "Hey, boss, there's a little trouble downstairs. Yes, it's Mr. Chen. He's having a bit of an argument with someone... I know the banquet's about to start, but Mr. Chen's a bit angry and won't come upstairs... Yes, yes, boss, I'll stay put!"

After hanging up the phone, Brother Long wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

His phone call, however, was like stirring up a hornet's nest.

In less than half a minute, the VIP room on the third floor was in an uproar.

"What? Chen Ye got into a fight with someone downstairs?" Jin Anni asked.

"Which blind bastard dared to provoke Mr. Chen at my banquet?"

Long Kun flew into a rage, put down his wine glass, and hurriedly went downstairs first.

Everyone followed them downstairs.

Downstairs, Jin Qiang was still confronting Chen Ye when he heard a great chorus of footsteps coming down the stairs.

That formation was a hundred times larger than when Brother Long came down!

Leading the group was none other than Long Kun, the host of today's banquet!

Beside him were Wei Changqing, the godfather of nightclubs, and Jin Anni, a female boss.

Following behind were a group of big names.

The combined energy of this group is terrifying.

They hurried downstairs and arrived at the lobby on the first floor.

"Mr. Chen!"

"Brother Chen!"

Led by Long Kun and Wei Changqing, a group of people ignored everyone present and walked straight up to Chen Ye, their faces full of enthusiasm and concern.

Long Kun and Wei Changqing, in particular, were able to regain their virility thanks to Chen Ye's extraordinary medical skills, and they regarded Chen Ye as their benefactor, like a second parent.

Shen Mingshan was bleeding profusely on the operating table, but Chen Ye stopped the bleeding and saved his life.

Others have received favors from Chen Ye to varying degrees, or have heard of Chen Ye.

For example, Guo Yang, the owner of Royal Club, had taken traditional Chinese medicine from Chen Ye to regulate his body.

Therefore, Guo Yang specially gifted DJ Shen Man an SUV, because he knew that Shen Man was Chen Ye's good friend, and he was trying to curry favor with Chen Ye from the sidelines.

At this moment, this group of big shots surrounded Chen Ye like stars around the moon.

That invisible, terrifying aura instantly caused the air pressure in the entire hall to rise sharply.

"Mr. Chen, who dares to provoke you?"

"Yes, which fool dared to provoke Brother Chen?"

The big shots were all talking at once, which terrified Jin Qiang and the others.

Jin Qiang had heard of these people to some extent, and he had even had the privilege of meeting some of them.

Now, these top figures have all appeared together, a scene comparable to a gangster boss parading in a movie, with overwhelming momentum.

At this moment, Jin Qiang finally understood the good intentions of Ah Long from the Ninth Dojo.

"It's over!"

Jin Qiang's legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

Those bigwigs, who used to fawn over Chen Ye, are now coming to question him on his behalf.

This is really the end!

Jin Qiang's face was as white as paper, his whole body was trembling like a leaf, his teeth were chattering, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Just then, a dozen or so young thugs burst in through the door.

The leader was a bald young man.

He ran his large hand over his bald head and, thinking himself very cool, roared, "Who dares to touch Brother Qiang? Step forward!"

As they spoke, more than a dozen people rushed up to Jin Qiang.

"Brother Qiang, we're here! Who hit you? We'll kill him!"

The thugs pulled out steel pipes, baseball bats, and machetes, just like the equipment of street gangsters in the last century.

Jin Qiang, however, was terrified and hurriedly shouted at the bald man and his henchmen, "Don't yell! Don't fucking yell!"

"Brother Qiang, didn't you say you wanted us to come and fight?" The bald man, mimicking a psychopath from a movie, licked his machete with his tongue, behaving extremely fiercely, and then arrogantly shouted, "I'm so hungry, I'm going to have a good killing spree tonight!"

"Kill your mother!"

Jin Qiang was both flustered and angry, and kicked the other man in the hip, causing him to stumble.

"Brother Qiang? What are you doing?"

The bald man was dumbfounded!

"I told you not to yell!" Jin Qiang glared fiercely at the bald man.

The next second, he hurriedly walked over to Chen Ye and suddenly knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Mr. Chen, we're so sorry! It was my fault just now. We were blind to your greatness! We deserve to die! Please, in your magnanimity, don't hold it against us!"

At this moment, the pockmarked youths and others under Jin Qiang's command also stepped forward, knelt down, and begged for mercy.

The bald man stared at the scene before him, rubbed his bald head, and was dumbfounded!

"What are you all standing there for?" Jin Qiang shouted hurriedly, "Quickly pay your respects to Mr. Chen and all the elder brothers!"

"what?"

The bald man scratched his head.

Weren't we told to come and chop people up?

I was filled with excitement the whole way.

When I got there, they made me kneel down?

"Hurry up!" Jin Qiang shouted.

The bald men dared not disobey their elder brother's wishes, and reluctantly knelt down on one knee.

"I hope Mr. Chen will forgive me!" Jin Qiang said sincerely.

"Let's all do it together!" the pockmarked youth reminded.

"We hope Mr. Chen will forgive us!"

The bald man and the others said in unison, looking completely bewildered.

But who the hell is Mr. Chen?

Why should I kowtow without any explanation and have to beg for forgiveness?

What on earth happened?

At that moment, Chen Ye didn't even glance at them. He gently turned his head and softly said to Liu Wenmei, "Teacher Liu, they bullied you just now. How do you want to get revenge?"

Liu Wenmei trembled all over, looking at the scene before her, feeling as if she were dreaming.