Hearing Qin Chuchu speak of him like that, Ye Bing nearly exploded on the spot.
Years of wine and women had hollowed out his body, making him go bald early, so he hated it most when people called him bald.
Especially after that day when Bai Jinghong had grabbed his few remaining strands of hair to force-feed him liquor.
He’d lost even more hair since.
He was a dignified Department Director, overseeing land resource approvals—someone countless business people desperately wanted to cozy up to.
Yet a mere Director of Real Estate from some group dared to humiliate him!
The woman immediately chimed in: “Old Ye, you have a grudge against her? Perfect! Make her take off that dress and give it to me!”
Then, pointing at Qin Chuchu, she raged: “You little tramp, you really don’t know the height of the heavens and the thickness of the earth! Take it off right now, then kneel down and kowtow to your Grandaunt to apologize!”
But Ye Bing didn’t seem to care about the dress anymore. Instead, he wanted to ride this momentum to threaten Qin Chuchu.
He wanted to see if he could continue that “affair” that had almost happened last time.
If he could have Qin Chuchu as his mistress, these garishly made-up common women could all drop dead for all he cared.
“Director Qin, you’ve slighted me time and time again. It seems I really must contact your CEO.”
“Let’s see if your CEO is willing to offend me for your sake!”
“Or, I could give you a chance. Apologize to me first, then let’s find a place to ‘talk’ properly.”
“You wouldn’t want to lose such a good job over a little friction, would you?”
Qin Chuchu’s expression was frigid. She knew exactly what this old bald fiend was thinking.
She would rather lose her job than bow her head.
Just as she was about to retort, a figure emerged from the fitting room to the side, followed by an icy voice.
“You old bastard, have you watched too many Japanese films? Daring to threaten my woman like that!”
Bai Jinghong walked toward them step by step, his face dark with fury.
The moment he stepped out of the fitting room and heard Ye Bing threatening Qin Chuchu, how could he possibly tolerate it?
The moment Ye Bing saw Bai Jinghong, he froze completely.
Encountering him at the restaurant could be chalked up to coincidence. But now? Could it be the two really had a relationship?
“Was I not clear enough last time? Where exactly do you get your ‘face’ from? How big is your face, anyway? A Dept Director the size of a chicken feather, and you’re strutting around like you own the place?”
As Bai Jinghong reached them, he casually picked up a decorative porcelain vase displayed in the shop.
“Bai…”
Crash!
Before Ye Bing’s attempt to weasel his way out could finish, Bai Jinghong, without the slightest hesitation, slammed the porcelain vase directly onto Ye Bing’s head.
This action terrified everyone in the store.
Even Qin Chuchu was stunned.
Ye Bing clutched his head, let out a wail, and collapsed to the floor.
But utterly disregarding the pain, he hurriedly scrambled up and grabbed Bai Jinghong’s pant leg, like an old dog.
“B-Bai… Young Master Bai, that’s not what I meant! I didn’t know she was your woman, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!”
Ye Bing trembled all over, utterly terrified inside.
Were it any other second-generation heir, he might not have been so pathetically humble.
But Bai Jinghong was different. For this prodigal son to destroy him was as easy as turning his hand.
And he truly had the guts to actually kill someone.
Even if he didn’t kill him, a single phone call would have a higher-up inspection team down here investigating, and that would be the end of his position as Department Director.
And that wasn’t even counting his numerous dirty deeds: corruption, bribery, abusing power for personal gain, keeping mistresses, and so on.
Even if he were truly upright and incorruptible, the result would be the same.
Before true “power,” he was nothing but an ant.
Especially under Bai Jinghong’s manipulation, going to prison for a long stretch would be considered getting off lucky; getting executed by firing squad was entirely possible.
If he weren’t afraid, that’s when you’d know there was a ghost.
Bai Jinghong sneered coldly, raised his foot, and kicked Ye Bing away.
“Last time was a small punishment and a big warning. I didn’t expect you’d still be so unrepentant. If I forgave you now, wouldn’t it look like I’m afraid of you?”
“You should be at your office at this hour, yet you happen to run into me again. Seems like fate!”
Ye Bing, who had been kicked aside, turned ghastly pale. He scrambled up and again tried to grab Bai Jinghong’s pant leg.
This time, Ye Bing was already in tears, old and miserable. Heaven and hell were separated by a single thread.
“Young Master Bai, I was wrong, I was truly wrong! I was muddled, led astray by others!”
As he spoke, Ye Bing raised his hand and slapped himself several times across the face, then pointed at the heavily made-up woman, now petrified with fear.
“It’s her, it was this slut! She egged me on!”
Bai Jinghong naturally didn’t believe Ye Bing’s words, but this woman wouldn’t escape responsibility either.
“You, tell me. What did this woman do just now?” Bai Jinghong looked at the saleswoman.
The saleswoman was also too frightened to speak properly. Bai Shao… Bai Jinghong… of course she’d heard the name.
So she recounted everything that had just happened exactly as it occurred.
After listening, Bai Jinghong merely chuckled coldly and looked at Ye Bing.
“Director Ye, this woman is your mistress, eh? You’re quite the outstanding individual!”
Ye Bing trembled like sifting chaff, at a loss for words.
“If I heard correctly, she wanted to snatch the clothes my woman was wearing, and even tried to lay hands on her. What kind of behavior would you call that?”
“Hmm… let me think. In broad daylight, that could be considered violent robbery!”
Ye Bing froze, then immediately understood.
If laid out openly, this incident was just a minor dispute. But if Bai Jinghong called it robbery, then robbery it was.
“Director Ye, you are a public official. Surely you wouldn’t condone or shield a criminal? The punishment for robbery, I believe you know it well.”
While speaking, Bai Jinghong even tidied his newly changed clothes in front of the mirror.
The more nonchalant he appeared, the more terrifying the pressure he exerted.
Ye Bing knelt, head bowed, and closed his eyes directly, speaking slowly: “Ro-robbery… carries a sentence of up to three years of fixed-term imprisonment…”
“If involving violence, coercion, or other aggravating circumstances… three years to ten years…”
Bai Jinghong nodded. “Director Ye knows his law well. Earlier, she even tried to forcibly tear Chuchu’s dress and made verbal threats…”
Boom…
The heavily made-up woman felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in her brain.
Her legs went weak, and she trembled violently, completely losing the arrogant, bullying demeanor she’d had earlier.
With a thud, she fell to her knees.
She wasn’t a fool; she understood the meaning behind Bai Jinghong’s words. He was going to utterly destroy her.
Bai Jinghong’s words didn’t just terrify the woman into collapse; they also sent shockwaves through people like Ye Bing.
Even Qin Chuchu was somewhat frightened.
Though she was also very angry at that woman’s actions, three to ten years… that was indeed somewhat terrifying.
Qin Chuchu walked over to Bai Jinghong’s side and gently tugged on his hand.
Bai Jinghong’s originally cold face instantly melted into a gentle smile.
He smoothly took Qin Chuchu’s hand and smiled at her but didn’t say much.
Qin Chuchu was also helpless. She certainly knew what kind of person Bai Jinghong was.
She didn’t think Bai Jinghong would listen to anything she said.
“Young Master Bai… I… I understand!” Ye Bing nodded.
He didn’t dare plead for mercy.
Bai Jinghong wasn’t in a furious rage yet. If his plea for mercy triggered Bai Jinghong, then it would be a couple’s discount—both of them sewing machines stomped till they smoked.
“You have that awareness. Good. Come here, I want to tell you something privately!”
Bai Jinghong gestured, and Ye Bing quickly scrambled to his feet and followed him to the side.
“Y-Young Master Bai… what are your orders?”
Bai Jinghong glanced at Ye Bing and sneered disdainfully. “Relax, you don’t need to be trembling in fear. You still have some use to me, so I won’t be sending you away.”
Hearing Bai Jinghong’s words, Ye Bing’s eyes lit up.
He’d thought he was finished too, but unexpectedly, there was a turn of events.
