"Did he really have anything to do with what happened to Youyu?" "No way, is our platform really going under?" "Looking at Manager Song’s expression, it seems he’s not very optimistic..." "Who exactly is Little Magic Fairy Luoluo’s boyfriend?" "Just one phone call... it’s really terrifying." Everyone whispered anxiously one by one. But Manager Song’s face turned pale, filled with disbelief in his eyes. He staggered to get up from the ground, muttering, "This must just be a coincidence, yes, just a coincidence..." Immediately he pretended to be calm and reassured the crowd: "Everyone, calm down, this is normal, it should just be an accident, the company is having some financial problems, but it’s not a big issue, I’m going back to handle it right away." Although everyone wasn’t really convinced, with your face so white, how could it still be just a small problem? But they still smiled and said, "Alright, Manager Song, take care." "Safe travels, Brother Song." Just as Manager Song was about to open the car door and return to the company, a silver BMW drove straight up to them. As soon as the car stopped, a middle-aged man in a suit got out menacingly. Upon seeing him, Manager Song’s eyes lit up, as if he’d seen a savior or a stabilizing force, and he wanted to approach. "Uncle, why are you here? There’s trouble at the company, I was just about to..." Before he could finish speaking, the other party slapped him. A loud "slap" resounded, leaving Manager Song dizzy and disoriented. Already unsteady, this slap sent him collapsing onto the car. The burning pain on his cheek left him bewildered. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel⸺fire.net He opened his eyes wide, unable to believe as he looked at the uncle who had always admired and doted on him. He was completely stunned by the slap. "Uncle, Uncle, why did you..." "Don’t call me Uncle!" Chairman Song’s face was full of rage. He quickly surveyed the surroundings and then glared at him angrily, "Where’s Fifth Young Master? Has he left?" Manager Song’s face throbbed with pain, his eyes seeing stars. He barely managed to get up from the car. Upon hearing this, he was stunned. Fifth Young Master? Who? Then he saw Chairman Song’s unprecedented anger, which made his heart tremble slightly, "Which Fifth Young Master, there’s no one else here, Uncle, are you misunderstanding something?" Chairman Song was so infuriated by his cluelessness in the face of disaster that he delivered another slap. He shouted angrily, "Mr. Yan, Yan, where is he? Did he just have a conflict with you here?" "Huh?" After being confused, Manager Song finally realized something, his voice trembling in disbelief, as his legs weakened, "Yan, Fifth Young Master Yan? Uncle, are you saying... that man who just left is Yan Yan?? Yan Yan of the Yan Family?" Having attended so many high-end banquets and events, Manager Song had certainly heard of Yan Yan’s name! The legend of the Imperial City, with unparalleled power and ruthless methods, rumored to be the man one must never provoke! If you asked who was the richest and most powerful in the entire Imperial City, everyone would first think of none other than that figure from the Yan Family... But because Fifth Young Master Yan was just too mysterious, he rarely appeared in public, and the media couldn’t capture any information about him. So Manager Song had never met him. Yet the rumors about him never ceased in elite circles.