From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Scarface Rong raised his hand and waved.

"Get them!"

Sixteen thugs rushed toward the workers' shed at the same time, their steel pipes slicing through the air with a whooshing sound.

Lu Yunzhou took a step forward, and the steel pipe that was hitting him grazed his shoulder and fell.

He raised his hand and grabbed the other man's wrist, using the momentum to pull him, causing the man to crash into the steel frame next to him, and the iron pipes on the frame rolled all over the ground.

Two more people attacked from the left and right.

Lu Yunzhou dodged to the side, bumped the man on his left with his shoulder, grabbed the other man by the collar with his right hand, and dragged him to the door of the cold storage.

The door slammed shut, and the man clutched his chest and collapsed to the ground, the steel pipe in his hand rolling to the corner of the wall.

"Spread out! Don't crowd together!"

Scarface Rong shouted at the top of his lungs.

The thugs immediately split into several groups. Some blocked the entrance to the cold storage, some went around to the back of the shed, and the rest swung steel pipes and surrounded Lu Yunzhou.

The space was too narrow to properly install the steel pipes.

Lu Yunzhou kicked away the iron frame beside him, forcing the two of them to collide.

He grabbed one of the men's arms, twisted it behind his back, and then pressed his knee into the man's abdomen.

The man bent over, and Lu Yunzhou raised his elbow and struck him on the back of the neck, causing him to fall to the ground.

Another person took the opportunity to swing a stick from behind.

Pang Wei grabbed a plank from the ground to block it, and the plank cracked open.

He grinned and took two steps back, cursing, "Brother Lu, behind you!"

Lu Yunzhou turned around, grabbed the steel pipe, and pushed his palm forward.

The stick struck the man's chin, and the thug fell backward to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

A muffled groan came from behind the workers' shed.

Cheng Ye stood in the mud, leaning on his crutches.

A thug was walking past him, preparing to rush into the workers' shed to arrest someone, his cane already placed across the other man's feet.

The man tripped and fell to the ground.

"If you want to touch my workers, ask me first if this leg will allow it."

Cheng Ye raised his cane and struck another thug in the back of the knee.

The man lost his support and fell to his knees.

Sweat beaded on Cheng Ye's forehead, but his arm didn't stop. He swung his cane horizontally and knocked the steel pipe out of the other person's hand.

Old Tao, supporting himself against the wall, stood up: "Brother Cheng, don't push yourself!"

"I can still hold on!"

Cheng Ye gritted his teeth, "Take everyone to the back!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yunzhou turned and stumbled into the narrow passageway leading to the entrance of the cold storage.

Two thugs blocked the way in front, while three more chased after them wielding sticks.

Lu Yunzhou kicked the knee of the person in front of him, causing the person to stagger and block the person behind him.

He grabbed the handle of the cold storage door, used it to flip over, and his elbows fell one after another.

Several muffled thuds came from inside the door.

When he came out, there were already three people lying in the narrow passage.

Scarface Rong stood beside the bread cart, the cigarette in his mouth falling to the ground.

He looked at his men lying on the ground, and the fat on his face twitched a few times.

"Are you all just sitting around doing nothing? Get up, all of you!"

No one responded.

Lu Yunzhou picked up a steel pipe, casually tossed it against the wall, and looked up at him.

"now you."

Scarface Rong turned and ran.

He had only run a few steps when a hand grabbed the back of his collar.

Lu Yunzhou pulled the man back and slammed him onto the gravel road by the back.

Scarface Rong tried to prop himself up, but the sole of his shoe was already pressing down on his right wrist.

"Click."

The joints cracked.

Scarface Rong screamed, "Let go! Let's talk this out!"

"When you led your men to injure the workers just now, why didn't you think about talking things out calmly?"

Lu Yunzhou pressed down harder, and Scarface Rong's face pressed against the gravel, his voice immediately changing tone.

"Wang Daqiang sent us! Go find him, don't look for me!"

Lu Yunzhou squatted down and pressed his palm against the back of his neck.

Who is Wang Daqiang?

"The contractor! He's the one who got the job at the North Shore Cold Storage."

"How much do you owe?"

Scarface Rong, panting heavily, said, "The workers' wages are 860,000, and the medical expenses for Lao Tao and the others, plus the material losses, add up to 1,098,000."

Lu Yunzhou took out his phone and dialed the number provided by Scarface Rong.

The phone rang several times before it was answered.

"Who?"

"Wang Daqiang, this is Lu Yunzhou."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Lu from Fengming Group?"

"You still remember me, so I don't need to introduce you."

Lu Yunzhou glanced at Scarface Rong on the ground. "Your man is at my feet. The 1.098 million owed by the North Shore Cold Storage, you have one hour to deliver it here."

Wang Daqiang's tone turned serious: "Mr. Lu, this payment has nothing to do with me; Rongsheng is the contractor."

"Scarface Rong has already made things clear."

"If any of the following is missing—cash, transfer receipt, or hospital expense commitment letter—I'll come to your company to find you in an hour."

"I will also ask you about the matter of Feng Mingqing being removed from the project."

Wang Daqiang was silent for a moment, then lowered his voice: "Mr. Lu, leave yourself an out."

"Time begins now."

Lu Yunzhou hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket.

Scarface Rong clutched his wrist, his voice weak: "I already told you, could you please take me to the hospital?"

"We'll talk about it once the money arrives."

"you……"

Lu Yunzhou glanced at him, and Scarface Rong immediately shut his mouth.

Sixteen thugs lay sprawled in front of the workers' shed.

Pang Wei kicked the steel pipe away and helped Lao Tao sit on the wooden box.

"Brother Lu, what should we do with these people?"

"Call the police first and explain that someone broke into the workers' shed and assaulted them. Keep all medical records and photos of the scene."

"clear."

Cheng Ye walked over with crutches, his left leg visibly weak when it landed.

"Zhouzi, did you really have Wang Daqiang send over a million yuan over here?"

"Would he dare not deliver it?"

"This has blown up. What will happen to Fengming Group...?"

"Feng Ming eliminating him proves that he had problems all along."

Lu Yunzhou looked at the scattered bedding in the workers' shed and said, "Bring out your contracts and payrolls, and give me the rest."

Forty minutes later, a white minivan pulled up in front of the cold storage.

The car door opened, and a woman in a shirt got out carrying a document bag, followed by two people carrying out a cardboard box full of cash.

The woman swept over the wounded soldiers scattered on the ground, then paused.

"Which one of you is Mr. Lu?"

"I."

"I am Luo Mei, Mr. Wang's financial manager. There is 860,000 yuan in cash and 238,000 yuan in transfer vouchers. Mr. Wang will cover the hospital expenses separately, and the guarantee documents have also been stamped."

Lu Yunzhou took the file bag and flipped through a few pages.

"Count the money."

Old Tao and two workers brought over a table and checked each pay slip one by one.

Stacks of cash were laid out, with the workers' names written on paper, and those who received the money signed on the spot.

Old Tao closed the last form.

"Eight hundred and sixty thousand, not a penny less."

Lu Yunzhou handed the transfer receipt to Cheng Ye.

"Take Lao Zhao and the others to the hospital. Wang Daqiang will cover the expenses. Whoever is more seriously injured should be hospitalized first. Don't try to save money."

Cheng Ye gripped the document, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Boatman, this time I owe you."

"Don't talk about this between brothers."

"And my leg..."

Cheng Ye looked down at the brace on his left leg, his hand rubbing back and forth on the cane.

Lu Yunzhou's gaze fell on his legs.

"I will find a way to cure it."

Cheng Ye looked up: "Don't try to fool me. The doctor said that after so many years of neglecting this old injury, it's already good enough if I can walk normally."

I wasn't trying to comfort you.

Lu Yunzhou shoved the hospital document back into his hand.

"Take care of the workers first, I'll handle your leg."