Chapter 106: Is This Bunch of Useless People All There Is?

The Most Unruly Son-in-Law in History Carp Leaping Over the Dragon Gate 668 3272 words 2026-04-01 07:30:44

“Alright, call the person in charge of Shangxi Company right now. I will send someone over immediately to sign the transfer contract,” Chen Yang said with a serious expression.

This was something she had already planned long ago.

As long as Cui Shangkai agreed, he would cut through the mess swiftly.

Cui Shangkai felt heartache, unbearable pain.

How could he not? After all, he had personally nurtured such a fine company, and now he was about to hand it over to someone else.

His heart was unwilling.

Yet, Cui Shangkai knew clearly that he had no choice but to agree.

After all, if he didn’t agree, he would soon lose the use of his legs.

How could he bear to lose his legs?

With no other option, Cui Shangkai reluctantly said, “Alright, alright, I’ll make the call now.”

Seeing Cui Shangkai’s prompt agreement, Chen Yang nodded approvingly, appreciating his decisiveness without any hesitation.

Turning to Lin Qianyao, Chen Yang said, “President Lin, give him his phone.”

Lin Qianyao quickly nodded. “Alright.”

He then quietly ordered his two burly henchmen, “Give him the phone.”

One of the large men placed the phone in front of Cui Shangkai and flipped open the contacts list.

When they reached a contact named Qian Cheng, Cui Shangkai hurriedly said, “That’s him, call him.”

The burly man complied swiftly and dialed the number.

The phone rang once and connected immediately. Cui Shangkai heard Qian Cheng’s voice through the phone: “Hello, President Cui?”

“Qian Cheng, quickly gather the legal team and head to the company. Have the lawyers prepare a transfer contract. The company is being sold to Huading Corporation. They will send someone over soon to negotiate.”

Upon hearing this, Qian Cheng furrowed his brows anxiously. “President Cui, are you sure you’re not drunk?”

Cui Shangkai’s face darkened. “I’m not drunk. Just do as I say, quickly.”

“But…” Qian Cheng’s confusion was interrupted abruptly.

“Enough. No more discussion. Follow my instructions. I’ll explain the reasons later.”

“All right, all right,” Qian Cheng replied, nodding repeatedly.

After all, since President Cui had said so, what else could he argue?

He would just follow orders.

Qian Cheng’s expression turned solemn. “Understood, President Cui. I’ll handle it right away.”

He hung up, feeling a deep sadness.

How could he not feel pain? This was a company he loved dearly—was he really going to hand it over tomorrow?

After finishing the call, Cui Shangkai looked seriously at Chen Yang. “Alright, Shangxi Company will be yours tomorrow.”

“Excellent, very good. President Cui, you truly are a man of action,” Chen Yang smiled, praising him.

Yet Cui Shangkai could not smile back.

His expression remained cold and icy. “When will you release me?”

“Once the contract is signed and Shangxi Company officially belongs to me, you’ll be free to go,” Chen Yang said calmly.

Cui Shangkai nodded. “You’re not bad—your word is your bond.”

“I always keep my word. It’s you who’s foolish, insisting on fighting me,” Chen Yang said with a cold smile.

Cui Shangkai looked deeply at Chen Yang.

Then he averted his gaze and lowered his head. “I used to think you weren’t this strong. I never imagined that one day I, Cui Shangkai, would be defeated by you.”

“Hmph, there are many things you couldn’t have imagined,” Chen Yang retorted coldly.

“Alright, Chen Yang, why are you being so harsh? Go outside for a smoke,” Lin Qianyao suddenly suggested.

Chen Yang immediately agreed. “Fine.”

He didn’t want to waste words with Cui Shangkai any longer. At this moment, stepping outside with Lin Qianyao for a smoke seemed fitting.

Outside the abandoned factory, Chen Yang and Lin Qianyao lit their cigarettes.

After a couple of puffs, Lin Qianyao asked, “President Chen, why are you so determined to acquire Shangxi Company?”

Chen Yang took a drag and chuckled softly. “Do you remember what I told you before? I’ve always wanted to rely on myself to see if I could achieve something.”

“This acquisition serves two purposes: one is to punish Cui Shangkai; the other is to strengthen Huading Corporation.”

“Huading already has many projects locally in Linhai City, but if our business remains confined there, the company won’t develop much.”

“Real estate in big cities has basically saturated. But there are many surrounding counties and towns around Linhai with land for residential developments. Imagine if Huading could dominate the real estate market in these smaller areas—how much profit would that bring?”

Hearing this, Lin Qianyao’s eyes lit up involuntarily.

The idea of expanding real estate operations into smaller counties was not new, but Chen Yang was the first to act on it.

From this young man, Lin Qianyao saw resolve and ambition.

He wished to support Chen Yang’s future endeavors and help him succeed again and again.

As they continued talking, suddenly, seven or eight glaring beams of car headlights appeared on the pitch-black mountain road.

Lin Qianyao frowned. “President Chen, someone’s coming.”

“Don’t panic, stay calm,” Chen Yang instructed. He knew all too well that in tense moments, one must remain composed.

Linh Qianyao, a seasoned man, quickly calmed himself.

Soon, a convoy of seven Mercedes SUVs arrived orderly at the abandoned factory’s entrance.

The door of the first Mercedes opened, and Yu Chengfei led two henchmen, stepping out one after another.

Then, over a dozen more men emerged from the other vehicles.

They quickly gathered behind Yu Chengfei, bolstering his imposing presence and giving his strides more force.

Yu Chengfei folded his hands behind his back and strode toward Chen Yang. Narrowing his eyes, he demanded, “Where’s President Cui? Release him.”

“Is that Young Master Yu? I’m here, I’m here,” Cui Shangkai called out loudly from inside the factory, somehow aware of Yu Chengfei’s arrival.

Hearing Cui Shangkai, Yu Chengfei frowned, fully understanding the situation.

But Chen Yang was puzzled.

He wondered how Yu Chengfei had found this place.

Moreover, the Yu family supposedly had leverage over Chen Yang—how did Yu Chengfei have the confidence to come personally and demand a hostage?

Looking at Yu Chengfei’s cold face, Chen Yang couldn’t help but smile. “Your arrival surprises me.”

Yu Chengfei sneered, “Of course you’re surprised. To be honest, the Yu family has already paid all the taxes we owed. That little piece of evidence you have no longer threatens me.”

“Is that so?” Chen Yang smiled coldly, thinking to himself, Impossible.

The Yu family had evaded over a hundred million in taxes—would they really settle it all now?

Seeing Chen Yang’s disbelief, Yu Chengfei laughed coldly. “If you don’t believe me, have your people check later.”

“But for now, I want you to release him,” Yu Chengfei suddenly grabbed Chen Yang by the collar, utterly unpolite.

Chen Yang glanced at the hand gripping his collar, then looked Yu Chengfei in the eye. “Let go of my collar first.”

“Release him,” Yu Chengfei spat disdainfully, ignoring Chen Yang’s demand.

“Let go first,” Chen Yang repeated.

“Release him first,” Yu Chengfei retorted.

Seeing his verbal warnings had no effect, Chen Yang prepared to forcibly shake Yu Chengfei’s hand off.

Just as he raised his hand, a loud voice came from behind Yu Chengfei: “How dare you harm Young Master Yu?”

With that, three men dressed in black Tai Chi uniforms approached Chen Yang in a triangular formation.

All three men were powerfully built, robust.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a crew cut, a square-shaped face, wheat-colored skin, and exceptionally strong arms.

Yu Chengfei turned to see the three men and immediately released Chen Yang’s collar, stepping back two paces. “I told you the truth: whether you hand over President Cui or not, your family’s finished.”

“Is that so?” Chen Yang looked coldly at Yu Chengfei.

Then his gaze shifted to the three muscular men.

Yu Chengfei glanced at them and said coldly, “These three are experts—ancient martial artists who can kill a tiger with a single punch.”

“Ancient martial artists, huh?” Chen Yang glanced at Yu Chengfei.

Seeing Chen Yang recognized the men’s identities, Yu Chengfei no longer hid it and openly admitted, “Yes, three ancient martial arts masters.”

“Oh, so you mean to have them cripple me?” Chen Yang said sarcastically.

This statement visibly shocked Yu Chengfei.