He only saw a few underlings standing around like clubs, without any outsiders present, his brow furrowing again. "Boss... oh no, Chairman." The scar-faced man hurriedly pointed towards the corner of the wall and replied, "We’ve already invited the person here, just over there." Chen Chen looked in the direction he pointed. Seeing Xiao Shuai curled up on the ground, covered in injuries, the barely suppressed anger "whooshed" to his head, and his blood pressure soared. "What the hell are you doing?" He abruptly stood up, pointing at the scar-faced man’s nose and roared: "I told you to invite him over, and this is how you invite someone for me?!" The scar-faced man and a group of underlings were all dumbfounded. They looked at each other, full of confusion: Wasn’t this how the boss used to "invite people"? Chen Chen seemed to see through their thoughts, pacing back and forth in anger, increasingly hysterical. "The past is the past, now is now!" "I’m now the chairman of a corporation, I need to be civilized, follow the rules, understand?" The more he spoke, the angrier he got, kicking fiercely at the abdomen of Ah Quan, who was closest and tallest. "Why are you so tall? Did you grow up on pig feed? Why the hell don’t you use any brains?!" Ah Quan screamed, bending over and falling to the ground immediately. The scar-faced man tried to explain. Chen Chen turned and slapped him hard, with a loud "pop" on the scar-faced man’s face: "You still consider me the boss? How come you never remember the things I tell you to do? Use your brains to do things, can you?" "Yes, yes, Chairman..." The scar-faced man covered his face, hurriedly lowered his head to recognize his mistake. The other underlings also held their breath like quails, scared to the point they didn’t dare make a sound. "Bunch of pig brains, useless!" Chen Chen then pointed at everyone and cursed loudly: "If I wanted to kidnap someone, would I bring him to my own office?" "I’d have poured cement on him long ago and thrown him in the sea to feed the fish, you couldn’t even find a hair!" "Damn, if it wasn’t for me learning to eat vegetarian recently, today I’d have put you all in cement buckets one by one!" Xiao Shuai was lying on the ground, dumbstruck, watching this surreal scene. At the same time, he was scared he couldn’t breathe, shrinking into the corner, fearing the madman might lash out at him. "Chairman, please calm down." At this moment, the young man with glasses stepped forward and gently persuaded. Chen Chen, after a round of beating and shouting, finally calmed down a bit. He took a deep breath, turning to look at Xiao Shuai shrinking in the corner, his gaze flickering slightly. Soon after, the fierce expression on his face disappeared instantly, forcefully squeezing out a smile uglier than crying. "Ah, this young brother, really sorry to scare you." He hurried over and unexpectedly helped the bewildered Xiao Shuai up from the ground: "My subordinates were really too thoughtless. Come, let me see, where are you hurt? Is it serious?" Xiao Shuai grimaced, hissing from the pain, inwardly cursing: Damn, can you see any part of my body that’s not hurt? He couldn’t understand what the situation was now, so when Chen Chen asked, he could only honestly answer, mumbling: "That short guy hit my head with a bat several times... that tall guy kicked my stomach making me wanna puke." He tremblingly pointed his fingers at the two guys who beat him the hardest. After hearing, Chen Chen abruptly turned back, his face gloomy again, looking at the muscular macho man: "Ah Wei, you must give our esteemed guest an explanation." Ah Wei folded his hands, his knuckles crackled loudly, grinning as he walked toward those few thugs. The rock-like muscles on his body were filled with explosive pressure. "Boss! No, no, Chairman spare us!" "We know we’re wrong, we promise to use our brains more for work in the future..." The scar-faced man and others, scared witless, knelt down in unison. They had no doubt that if Ah Wei smashed down with his fist, their heads would explode like watermelons. "Chairman, please calm your anger." Secretary Liu once again timely spoke up for mediation: "Give them a chance to redeem themselves, they may be a little dull, but they’re trying their best to serve you." Chen Chen hearing this, turned his gaze back to Xiao Shuai, seeming to want his opinion. Xiao Shuai felt a jolt in his heart, instantly realizing that the other party was simply putting on a show for him. So he hurriedly waved his hand, forcing a smile through the pain and said: "Forget it, forget it, I’m just a worthless life, not worth the Gang Leader blaming the brothers for me..." "Hey, Brother Xiao Shuai, what you said is too distant." Chen Chen immediately took over the conversation and then shouted to the loyal followers kneeling on the ground: "What are you all standing around for? Hurry up and help Brother Xiao Shuai sit on the sofa." "If Brother Xiao Shuai is unwilling to forgive you, I’ll throw all of you into the sea to feed the fish tonight!" The scar-faced man and others, like receiving a great pardon, scrambled around to help. Especially Ah Quan and Ah Fei, who were named, showed unprecedented diligence. "Brother Xiao Shuai, walk slowly, watch your step." "Brother Xiao Shuai, let me wipe your face..." Xiao Shuai, feeling dizzy, was pushed onto the soft leather sofa by the very thugs who had just beaten him. There was even someone who tore off his own sleeve to cautiously wipe the blood off Xiao Shuai’s face, making him appear a bit more respectable. "Alright, all of you get out!" Seeing this, Chen Chen impatiently waved his hand. After the scar-faced man and others left, the office became quiet again. He then spoke again, indicating: Secretary Liu, wearing glasses, nodded and took out a metal ring that looked like a detector from his briefcase, pressing the switch. With a soft "beep", he took the instrument and walked around the office unhurriedly. Thoroughly scanning every corner, from the chandelier to the potted plants. After confirming safety, he nodded to Chen Chen. Only then did Chen Chen completely relax. He didn’t sit back in his executive chair but instead sat on the sofa opposite Xiao Shuai. His cold and eerie eyes seemed to hold some meaning, scrutinizing Xiao Shuai. Xiao Shuai felt uneasy under his gaze, his hands nervously twisted together. Recalling Chen Chen’s neurotic behavior earlier made him even more anxious. After a long while, a barely noticeable hint of satisfaction flashed in Chen Chen’s eyes, and he slowly spoke: "Brother Xiao Shuai, you should still be in contact with that ’Mr. Assassin’, right?" The words "Mr. Assassin" sent a jolt through Xiao Shuai’s heart, and he thought to himself, so it really is related to that person. But he still chose to play dumb immediately, shaking his head in confusion: "Wh... What Mr. Assassin? I don’t know..." His lips were still swollen, causing a lisp. This denial sounded less convincing as a result. "Oh, you don’t have to worry." Chen Chen smiled slightly, his tone incredibly gentle: "Even though you left our company back then to join another, that’s just the normal flow of talent in society." "I won’t blame you because, after all, people move upwards while water flows downwards, a wise man adapts to circumstances." As he spoke, he stood up again, walking towards the large desk. "Previously, there were indeed some misunderstandings between us." Chen Chen said as he took a premium Cuban cigar from the box on the table and clipped it himself. Then he handed it to Xiao Shuai, taking out a windproof lighter to light it for him. "But now, we have a common enemy, a common goal, we can completely turn hostility into friendship, don’t you agree?" With the thick cigar in his mouth, thicker than his finger, Xiao Shuai was utterly bewildered. He really couldn’t figure out what medicine this Gang Leader, who used to be high and mighty and ruthless in his eyes, was selling in his gourd now, as he treated him with such kindness. Chen Chen also lit one for himself, taking a slow puff and exhaling a thick white smoke ring. He looked at Xiao Shuai’s bewildered expression and continued: "To be honest, I really admire this Mr. Assassin." "With a single knife, taking the head of an enemy general in the midst of a thousand troops, as easily as taking something from a bag, such flair, such bravado, truly admirable." He deliberately used pretentious literary words, trying to sound cultured, yet it seemed awkward. "It’s just a pity that I’ve never had the chance to meet him face-to-face, drinking and enjoying ourselves, which is truly a great regret in life." "Now, I just happen to have a business deal that I want him to come over and discuss." At this point, Chen Chen finally revealed his true intentions. He chuckled, but his gaze suddenly became sharp, staring intently at Xiao Shuai: "To be precise, it should be cooperation!"