Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 41 - Taking You Home
41: Chapter 41: Taking You Home
41 -41: Taking You Home
“How did you know?” Xiang Yu asked as he ate a peanut.
“I’m really sorry, my son was disrespectful just now.
Please don’t stoop to his level, as you are a generous adult,” Ding Yongzhi said with apparent respect.
“It’s fine, just make sure he doesn’t act so arrogantly in the future,” Xiang Yu patted his belly, feeling full by then, and then he walked over to Fang Rong and, pulling her along, they left.
Fang Rong did not struggle but simply followed Xiang Yu obediently as they walked outside.
In Xiang Yu’s eyes, Ding Yongzhi was just a typical businessman.
Ding Xinglong was merely a rich second generation, at most a school bully; he didn’t need to take such people seriously.
“Dad…” Ding Xinglong looked at his father with a sense of dissatisfaction.
All Ding Yongzhi did was give him a stern look without saying a word.
At this point, the surrounding classmates began to talk about Xiang Yu’s background.
They knew very well who Ding Xinglong was; in their eyes, he was like a godlike figure, capable of anything.
No matter what happened at school, he could smooth it over.
But today, he had taken such a blow, and his father didn’t even dare to speak up.
Who was this young man?
Why did he have such authority?
Suddenly, Xiang Yu became an enigma.
Fang Rong followed Xiang Yu out of the hotel, her head bowed, not speaking, her cheeks flushed, unclear of what she was thinking.
After walking for some time, she finally mustered the courage to lift her head and look at Xiang Yu.
She saw his expression was somewhat stern, as if he was contemplating something, and only then did she let out a long sigh of relief.
“Where are we going?” Fang Rong finally mustered the courage to ask.
Xiang Yu’s train of thought was abruptly interrupted, and after a pause, he smiled and said, “To an inn.”
Back in the hotel, after he had been humiliated, Ding Xinglong left the scene.
Seeing that the main character was gone, the other guests departed as well.
This banquet had been organized by Ding Xinglong to win over Fang Rong, but in the end, he got neither the girl nor preserved his dignity.
“Dad, what was that all about today?
That Xiang Yu scared you,” Ding Xinglong complained as he sat on the sofa in a room.
“Bullshit, what are you talking about?
When have I, Ding Yongzhi, ever been afraid of anyone.
It’s just that this Xiang Yu, although he is somebody, won’t be bouncing around for much longer,” Ding Yongzhi said with a cold laugh.
“What do you mean?” Ding Xinglong asked, not understanding.
“He’s offended someone he shouldn’t have.
I guess he’ll be off to the western paradise in a few days.”
“Who did he offend?” Ding Xinglong’s interest peaked upon hearing that Xiang Yu would soon meet King Yan.
“Don’t ask what you shouldn’t.
Knowing too much isn’t good for you.
And before Xiang Yu is gone, you’d better not lay a hand on that girl,” Ding Yongzhi said before walking out.
Upon hearing that Xiang Yu was going to take her to an inn, Fang Rong’s heart started pounding.
Should she give herself to him?
No, he was nothing but a rogue, a thug, a shameless jerk.
How could she give her first time to such a man?
Yet, there was an unexplained joy in her heart, a hope to lie in Xiang Yu’s arms.
These conflicting feelings tormented her, leaving her conflicted.
“I can’t go with you,” she finally decided, raising her head to speak, only to realize they weren’t far from the bar.
That’s when she understood that Xiang Yu was merely seeing her home, without any intentions to go to the inn.
She began to hate Xiang Yu in her heart, cursing to herself that he truly was a shameless bastard.
After escorting her back to the bar, Xiang Yu took a taxi alone back to logistics.
A question lingered in his mind; he was by no means a celebrity, and Fang Yuan Logistics could at best be considered a third-rate company in this city.
He had become the boss here, and yet Ding Yongzhi somehow knew about it.
Could this be a coincidence, or is Ding Yongzhi not as simple as he appears on the surface?
Back at the company, Shi Jian and Tie Zhuzi were already waiting for him in his office.
“Where have you run off to?
Let’s discuss how to deal with Qian Meiduo tomorrow,” Shi Jian said irritably.
He was almost out of ideas, while Xiang Yu had leisurely taken a stroll outside.
“Do you know Ding Yongzhi, the owner of Xinglong Hotel?” Xiang Yu suddenly asked.
“I don’t,” Shi Jian replied, annoyed at the change of topic, when suddenly something occurred to him.
“Are you talking about Ding Yongzhi, the owner of the four-star Xinglong Hotel?”
Seeing Xiang Yu nod, Shi Jian continued, “I don’t know much about this person.
I’ve only heard about him before.
He had a competitor once, and they had a fierce rivalry over a four-star hotel.
In the end, his competitor’s daughter went missing, and after that, I didn’t follow the story.”
After hearing this, Xiang Yu gave a cold laugh and nodded.
It turned out this guy wasn’t just a businessman.
“What about him?” Shi Jian asked, looking at Xiang Yu with concern.
“Nothing,” Xiang Yu replied with an indifferent smile.
“So, what’s the plan for tomorrow?” Shi Jian asked.
“No plans, I’m going to sleep at home,” Xiang Yu yawned casually.
“What?
You must be joking, right?
We’ve already promised the bald guys.
If we don’t show up tomorrow, we can forget about mixing in this circle,” Shi Jian was almost furious at Xiang Yu’s words.
“Yeah, Brother Yu.
If we don’t go, it’s like showing weakness to Qian Meiduo and the others.
We won’t be able to hold our heads up on the streets after that,” Tie Zhuzi also chimed in quickly.
“Let’s talk about tomorrow when it comes.
For now, I’m going to sleep.
Zhuzi, wake me up at seven for dinner,” Xiang Yu said before heading to his bedroom.
“Sleeping, eating, when it’s all hands on deck now, and you still have the mood for this…” Shi Jian said angrily as he plopped down on the couch.
Tie Zhuzi just chuckled and didn’t say anything.
He was now determined to follow Xiang Yu, ready to execute whatever Xiang Yu planned unconditionally.
In the hall of a villa, three people were seated.
One of them was the bald man, sporting a bandage on his arm and a look of fury on his face.
The person in the middle had short hair and an average build, with a conspicuous large black mole on his left cheek.
This man was Qian Meiduo.
“Hmph!
This Xiang Yu really doesn’t know his limits, daring to demand money from me,” Qian Meiduo snorted.
“Big brother, it’s our fault.
We underestimated them.
We didn’t expect that they’d strike as soon as they said they would, catching us off guard.
Besides, they had guns,” the bald man said.
After all, the bald man was Qian Meiduo’s top lieutenant, and he tried to attribute the loss to objective reasons, avoiding mentioning his own incompetence compared to Xiang Yu.
“Don’t blame yourself, Qiangzi.
They were just too cunning.
Tomorrow, I will personally wipe out these people.
Just a bunch of nobodies, mere punks.
I want to see what tricks they can come up with,” Qian Meiduo scoffed.
In the past, he’d dealt with many such punks; they all fell before Qian Meiduo’s blade.
In his eyes, Xiang Yu was no different from those others.
The injury of Strong Bald was entirely due to underestimation.
“Boss Qian, I think this Xiang Yu isn’t simple.
From what I know, he hasn’t been in this city for long, and yet he’s achieved this much.
He shouldn’t be underestimated.
For safety, you shouldn’t go tomorrow…” The other person was wearing glasses and looked refined…
